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Chapter 228: The Ancient Ring

Such a person is worthy of Ye Qingyun's admiration.

"You want to die, don't you? In the void, Hai Laogao's raised right hand slammed downward.

"No!" Ye Qingyun shouted heartbreakingly when he saw this scene.

However, his shrill voice couldn't stop the inhuman movements of the ten-headed demon beast at all.

Ten ferocious demon beasts rushed out in all directions in the next moment, as fast as lightning, and kept roaring.

The roar was merciless, cold-blooded.

In an instant, the chains were straightened.

Zhao Yong's entire body, which was in the center, was divided into pieces in the next moment.

Hands, feet, head, heart, blood, and many other organs flew out with a bang in the next moment.

Blood flowers floated in the void and fell one after another.

The bleak picture brought a look of grief to the faces of the people below.

The general they admired died like this, in an extremely cruel way.

Sorrow to all peoples!

The people are angry!

Everyone mustered up the courage to fight with the demon beast in the next moment.

But the strength of those demon beasts is too strong, and there are many of them, they can't defeat these demon beasts at all.

Countless people have turned into cold corpses, and some have been eaten alive by demon beasts.

"Hahaha!" In the void, Hai Lao laughed maniacally, not feeling that this was against his conscience and against human nature.

Killing his own kind actually brought him perverted pleasure, making him almost insane.

On the other side, Zhao Qiqi's eyes swept around, and his brows furrowed slightly: "That kid ran away? What a soft egg, what else do you say to fight side by side with Zhao Yong? Hmph, it's so righteous and awe-inspiring, didn't he leave in the end?"

"This is human nature, people are not for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. ”

He sneered again and again: "Next time, when I meet you, you will be the first to kill." ”

In his opinion, Ye Qingyun must have escaped.

After all, it is a dead end to continue to stay here.

However, he didn't know that in the gray-white dust floating in the void stood a white-clothed young man with a flushed face.

In Ye Qingyun's mind, there was still a replay of the bloody picture of Zhao Yong being dismembered by ten demon beasts before.

Although he didn't spend much time with Zhao Yong, he had already regarded the latter as his brother!

Moreover, he had great respect for such a person who was sincere to the country and loved the people, and when such a person died, anger instantly invaded his brain like a tide.

His momentum soared, and his terrifying spiritual power rolled like a storm, and the extremely fast huge stones around him clicked and shattered in the next moment, and the stone chips splashed as if it was the end of the world!

"Zhao Yong, you are my Ye Qingyun's brother, you are also a recognized hero of Zhao State, a general, but now you have died so unjustly! I, Ye Qingyun, swear that I will avenge you!"

He was so angry that he wanted to find someone to vent to, but there was no one around.

Thinking of Brother Yong's spiritual power when he gave him, he didn't even blink his eyelids, and he was extremely generous, which was really good for him.

Who in the world would do such an act?

Who else is there besides Brother Yong?

This kindness, Ye Qingyun remembered in his heart.

This revenge, Ye Qingyun will revenge.

His killing intent turned into substance, like a hurricane drifting away, and the entire stone ring shook from a distance, but it was very strange that this stone ring was not broken, and it could withstand his terrifying pressure.

According to Zhao Yong, this ancient ring was obtained by accident through his experience.

He had gone in, but he couldn't go deep.

On this ancient ring, it turned out to be a new small world.

In front of Ye Qingyun, a huge stone gate stood in it, and there was a bronze-colored hideous mask in the center of the stone door.

Strangely, the mask had two pairs of blood-red eyes.

Looking at these eyes, Ye Qingyun had a feeling that he had been checked, and his heart was suddenly shocked. It was the first time he had been terrified of being reborn.

What the hell is this place?

There were fine stones around, which were the traces left by his previous momentum and the storm of spiritual energy.

He took a few steps towards the back, but found that he couldn't walk, as if there were a lot of glass standing next to him, and he could see the scene outside the glass, but he couldn't get out, which was very strange.

His only option now was to enter the stone gate.

As he walked forward, a flash of light suddenly shot out from the mask stuck on the door.

Like a sharp blade, he slashed slightly in the middle finger of his right hand, and then a drop of blood suspended in the void, and then the blood merged directly into the mask.

Suddenly, the bronze-colored hideous mask came out of the door and suspended in the void.

Then it floated in front of him.

Ye Qingyun frowned slightly, he could feel the evil power coming from this mask, as if this mask came from hell.

After the mask left, the stone door slowly opened.

He frowned again, thought about it, and decided to go in.

After entering, the scene in front of me suddenly changed.

This is a palace, very huge, like an ancient palace, and the air is full of quaint atmosphere.

There's a huge statue in that palace!

It was a man, and he rode on a stone horse, and he was imposing.

This man was wearing a mask, and the mask was very strange, it had nine faces, and each side looked different.

But his instinct told him that the bronze-colored hideous mask just now was very similar to this one.

At first glance, they look like completely different masks, but they exude the same temperament and taste.

"Who the hell is this?" he was.

The horse was also an extraordinary horse, although it was not real, but carved in stone, but it gave him the feeling that the man and the horse in front of him were living creatures.

It's hard to believe it, but this is Ye Qingyun's truest feeling.

The stone man held a spear, raised his head, and looked very domineering, as if he was looking at the world, omnipotent, anyone who was targeted by him or a demon beast, there was only one end, that is, death.

Gradually, there seemed to be a myriad of enemies around.

A man was riding a bloody horse, waving a spear in his hand, bringing a burst of evil energy.

Countless enemies died in his spear.

Kill one person in one step.

One shot kills one person.

The man was like a god, he didn't know how to be tired, and he was wielding his spear desperately.

With a spear in hand, I have a domineering look in the world.

Ye Qingyun's body trembled violently, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and found that he had fallen into a fantasy, and his heart trembled even more: "The picture I saw, that mighty and fearless person is the stone statue in front of me?"

Obviously, the one who is like a god and who becomes more and more brave is this statue!