At the current stage of Yan Mo's death world, there are only a few hundred core powerhouses, obviously unable to fight against Zihuang Immortal Palace.

However, Ye Chen smelled danger.

Today's Yan Mo Death Realm is constantly developing believers.

They have millions of believers, and they are still unable to fight the reality, but if they continue to develop, and reach the point of tens of millions of believers, I am afraid the situation will be difficult to deal with.

In the air, there was the smell of fresh blood.

With the cover of the morning wind, Ye Chen turned into a breeze and flew to the center of the world.

In front of a huge dark temple, thousands of witch followers gathered, and they poured jars of blood into a large pool.

Soon, the pool was filled with plasma, and there were white bones and skulls floating on it, which looked extremely strange.

Many witch believers knelt in a circle and prayed silently.

There were a few old men dressed as priests, holding wands in their hands, chanting passages of ancient and obscure incantations.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen knew that this was an ancient ritual of praying and offering sacrifices.

Those priests are all core members of Yan Mo's death realm. They use this ritual to sacrifice blood and worship the witch.

Seeing the blood, Ye Chen's color gradually faded, as if the energy contained in it had been absorbed by the witch in the depths of time and space, and his scalp couldn't help but tingle.

If he was caught, he would probably be sacrificed alive, and there would be no hope of surviving.

This Netherland world is the territory of Yan Mo's death realm.

In this place, the powerhouses of Yan Mo's Death Realm have an absolute advantage in geomantic omen, as well as an advantage in numbers.

If there is a fight, Ye Chen is not sure of winning.

"Let's find Wang Dong first."

Ye Chen made up his mind, relied on the memory in his mind, and left this place with a flash of his body.

The few old priests who presided over the ceremony seemed to have sensed something, and they all frowned and looked at each other.

"Did you feel any strange breath?"

"Today's wind seems a little weird."

"Maybe it's an illusion, please continue to pray to the Witch."

Although the old priests felt a little strange, they didn't notice Ye Chen's breath, so they continued to worship and pray.

With the cover of the morning wind, Ye Chen's figure is simply unpredictable. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to expose his murderous intentions, ordinary people can't find his existence at all.

Especially after comprehending "Xiaoyaoyou", Ye Chen's use of wind is more smooth and free.

He seems to be the incarnation of the wind, roaming freely in the sky, invisible and without trace.

Following the direction in memory, Ye Chen came to the back of the Dark Temple.

The sky prison of Yan Mo's death realm is here.

From this place, the sound of prayers in front of the temple can still be faintly heard.

When Ye Chen settled down, he felt that dozens of powerful auras were imprisoned in the prison.

Those prisoners who were imprisoned were obviously tyrannical existences. They were the most special sacrifices. It was not easy to enshrine their blood and lives to the witch, which required cumbersome rituals.

Therefore, the priests and elders of Yan Mo's death realm temporarily imprisoned them in the dungeon, waiting for the opportunity to sacrifice again.

The defense of the sky prison is also extremely tight, with more than a dozen strong men in heavy armor, who are on guard.

They are all core members of Yan Mo's death realm, masters who descended from the infinite time and space back then, and they are by no means comparable to ordinary dark believers.

From them, the **** breath of brutal killings can be caught, obviously they have been battled for a long time, and should not be underestimated.

Ye Chen's face darkened, looking at the dozen or so strong guards.

If it was a head-on confrontation, he would explode with all his strength, and he was confident that he would kill all these strong guards.

However, in this way, it is definitely necessary to startle the snake.

If the few old priests in front of the temple and the densely packed dark believers outside were alarmed, the consequences would be disastrous.

Here, after all, is the territory of Yan Mo's death realm.

Ye Chen fought on other people's territory, so he was at a great disadvantage.

If it wasn't a last resort, he naturally didn't want to get into a hard fight.

However, the sky prison was guarded by a dozen or so heavy-armored men. If they were not defeated, Ye Chen would not be able to enter the sky prison.

In the dark, he had caught Wang Dong's breath and was imprisoned in the prison.

As long as Wang Dong can be rescued, he will have the opportunity to know how to enter Haotianyu, and Ye Chen must not miss it.

"My lord, why don't you let me do it?"

Just when Ye Chen was in trouble, in the cemetery of reincarnation, the tombstone shook, and the figure of Immortal Emperor Shengguang appeared.

"Senior, are you awake?"

Seeing the appearance of Immortal Emperor Shengguang, Ye Chen couldn't help being overjoyed.

Immortal Emperor Shengguang nodded with a smile, looked at the guards guarding the prison, and said, "I'll take action, so I can get rid of them without scaring them."

Knowing that Immortal Emperor Shengguang has great powers, maybe there is a way, Ye Chen said happily, "Okay, senior, please."

Immortal Emperor Shengguang let out a "hmm", and immediately released part of his power and poured it into Ye Chen's body.

"Light and Fiery Art!"

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Shengguang used Ye Chen's body ~www.mtlnovel.com~ to release a spell.

I saw a bright ball of light flying out abruptly.

This ball of light, like the sun exploding, burst out with extremely dazzling brilliance.

A dazzling light burst out, and those strong guards groaned, and fell to the ground and passed out.

"I temporarily used spells to stun them, but the effect can only last for half an hour."

"My lord, you must hurry up."

Immortal Emperor Shengguang said.

He didn't kill anyone, but used the technique of light to knock out the guard directly.

If you kill someone, you will definitely expose your murderous intentions and scare the snake away.

"Senior, thank you very much."

"Half an hour is enough!"

Seeing that all the guards had fainted, Ye Chen secretly rejoiced, immediately found the keys from them, and opened the gate of the dungeon.

Entering the prison, Ye Chen saw warriors imprisoned in each cell.

Those warriors were tortured into inhuman shape and scarred one by one.

When they saw Ye Chen coming, they looked up at him blankly.

Because they obviously felt that Ye Chen's aura was completely different from those dark and strong men in Yan Mo's death world.

Ye Chen is not a person in the dark.

On the contrary, Ye Chen's body exudes a mysterious light, which makes people feel peaceful.

Ye Chen glanced around, but didn't find Wang Dong's existence, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Lord of reincarnation, praise your greatness, are you here to save us?"

At this moment, Ye Chen heard a pleasant voice coming from the cell beside him.

Ye Chen looked sideways, and saw a young man wearing shackles and wounded all over his body, looking at him with scorching eyes, full of admiration.

Obviously, the man recognized Ye Chen's identity as the legendary Lord of Reincarnation.