Yin Dong shook his head, put aside some bad thoughts about the immortals, and warned himself again.

"Immortals, after all, they are also strong men of the human race. They have fought bloody battles for the human race in this universe. I can't start with the heart of a villain and judge the heart of a gentleman."

No matter what, the immortals who can fight for the human race deserve his respect.

He cannot regard the other party as an enemy just because of unfounded guesses!

If he hadn't traveled through time and space and come to this universe, the human race would be weak. If one or several immortals could return, he would be the savior of the human race!

The immortals were not the enemies of the human race from the beginning, but the guardians of the human race, and they should not be his enemies.

At least, under the premise that the immortals appeared and did not harm him, he could not regard them as enemies!

After hearing what he said, the tablet spirit agreed: "Yes, you are all strong men of the human race, so you should be friends rather than enemies. The return of the immortals is always a good thing for the human race, not a bad thing."

As a stele spirit, even its true body was brought to Yin Dong's territory. It was terrifying that Yin Dong was afraid of the return of the immortals, so he would directly destroy the immortal stele, or erase the stele spirit and re-sacrifice it.

Yin Dong noticed the little thought of the stele spirit at once, and gave it a small beating.

"Who knows if the immortals who have returned have changed? It's hard to say now whether the return of the immortals will be a disaster or a blessing! Anyway, if something goes wrong, I will definitely destroy the heavenly monument first."

The stele spirit just wants to cry!

Yin Dong continued: "The machine race can capture the fluctuations of the Gate of the Abyss from the depths of the starry sky and find this universe. Who dares to say that the fluctuations on the Immortal Monument must be connected to the immortals, rather than being controlled by something.

What secret technique does this strange race use to communicate with the Immortal Monument?"

This speculation was rejected by the stele spirit.

"Absolutely impossible! Only the souls of the immortals are imprinted on the immortal stele refined by the Human Emperor. Only the immortals can connect to the immortal stele. There is no way there is any secret technique that can communicate with it!"

"The world is vast and full of wonders. If you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I feel that what caused the reaction of the Immortal Monument is not a good thing."

Even so, Yin Dong was still reluctant to throw the immortal monument away.

Wealth is sought in danger. Even if the Immortal Monument is a hot potato, it would be a pity to throw it away. Yin Dong decided to keep it.

If a powerful being from the void comes, Yin Dong will immediately hit him with a pool of divine snake blood. He does not believe in the unknown substance coming from the void, and he cannot restrain the opponent!

Thinking of this, Yin Dong punched the Chaos Blood Dragon in his dantian again and cursed: "You bad guy, you only know how to sleep in. If something happens to you, I won't be able to count on you!"

"hold head high--"

In the dantian, the Chaos Blood Dragon was awakened, roared angrily, and silent sound waves vibrated out.

It's so heartless to throw all the blame at Ben Long's head. Hasn't Ben Long done enough work for you?

The roar of the dragon was introduced into the world of Whirlpool, and a bloody dragon shadow also appeared.

boom!

The Chaos Blood Dragon was unruly and was beaten by Yin Dong for no reason. It became very angry and rushed into the Whirlpool World. It couldn't vent its anger on Yin Dong, so it slapped the Immortal Monument with a swipe of the dragon's tail.

It was this broken stone monument that caused the disaster, and even this dragon had to take the blame!

The figure of the little old man manifested by the stele spirit was directly blown to pieces, and then gathered together again, howling with a miserable look on his face: "I didn't do anything, it was the soul imprint left by the immortals that was linked, and I can't cut it off.

It’s really none of my business to plant links!”

"call--"

The Chaos Blood Dragon breathed out a breath of dragon's breath. Immediately, the light patterns on the monument disappeared, and the monument instantly became dark and obscure.

The next second, the Chaos Blood Dragon returned to Yin Dong's dantian and cursed: "How can you make sense if your tablet spirit can't cut off the connection between the immortal tablet and the outside world? It's a waste!"

Although these words are meant to scold the stele spirit, in fact, they are referring to Sang and scolding Huai, especially the last sentence "trash", which is definitely a revenge on Yin Dong before scolding it.

Yin Dong doesn't care about this guy. In fact, he doesn't know what to say now.

The Chaos Blood Dragon is a bit too strong. Even the spirit of the monument cannot cut off the connection between the Immortal Monument and the Immortals. This lazy dragon can solve the problem by spitting out its breath.

Yin Dong felt that he might have underestimated the Chaos Blood Dragon, and its value might be beyond his imagination!

…

In the cold deep sky, the floating corpse happened to hit a cosmic membrane wall just as the light patterns on the immortal monument disappeared. It can be said that the timing was such a coincidence!

A little earlier, the light pattern fluctuations on the immortal monument disappeared, and the floating corpse may have been swept away by a void turbulence and whirled away from the side of the cosmic membrane wall.

It happened to be that mysterious traction force that caused the floating corpse to hit the wall of the universe, and entered this side of the universe without any hindrance.

The moment he broke through the wall, the floating corpse changed!

From his black pupils, a cluster of glimmers of light seemed to flash, and his body began to vibrate, flying around like a lost butterfly, instead of always moving in the same direction as before.

Rumble...

The disoriented corpse was like a small boat caught in the roaring waves. It was beaten by the huge waves and hit by huge meteorites. It seemed that it would be beaten to pieces at any time.

However...it didn't!

This floating corpse had no clothes or armor on it, and the blood and energy all over his body had dried up, but his body was terribly hard and solid. It was smashed into pieces by those meteorites and huge waves in the void, and not even a bit of oily skin was rubbed off his body.

The strangest thing is that the evil aura on his body has become stronger, as if he is slowly recovering, and there is a spiritual fire flashing in his mind, and a bright light flashes across his eyes from time to time.

The evil energy on his body, like a cat, began to actively capture the energy in the void, replenish the energy consumed, and nourish the body, allowing his withered flesh and blood to slowly become moisturized and gain a trace of vitality.

According to this situation, he is slowly recovering. Maybe if he is left to wander in the deep space of this side of the universe, one day he will be able to recover on his own.

It's very scary.

However, this floating corpse had only just begun to recover, and it had lost its traction power. It was swept up by the turbulent flow of the void, dancing around, and fell into an area filled with terrifying void storms.

If this floating corpse cannot be revived, truly wakes up, and can control its body with its consciousness, it will remain trapped in this deep space filled with void storms.

No one saw this scene in deep space.

Yin Dong never dreamed that he would use the Chaos Blood Dragon as a punching bag and hit him casually, cutting off the return of a super powerful man and causing him to fall into a void storm.
Chapter completed!