The living palace gave Ye Bei two choices, sitting on the dragon throne or being swallowed. This strange fish-eating island and the inexplicable red blood mist, everything seemed to be the organ of a living creature.

The palace floor, like the stomach wall, must have begun to release dissolving solution and constantly wrapping Ye Bei. Ye Bei's internal strength can prevent himself from becoming a blood mist.

Looking at the dragon chaise close to him, Ye Bei shook his hand and saw a sword light that directly divided the dragon chaise into two. The wound smelled of roasted meat. Sure enough, the dragon chaise was not wood, but fleshy organs.

"If you eat me, you will have indigestion." Ye Bei held a three-foot sword light with his hands and sent a meal to the surrounding ground. He suddenly became bloody, and soon the palace was about to become a swimming pool.

Obviously the palace was also angry because Ye Bei was ungrateful and asked him to sit on the dragon throne with politeness. He refused to sit, so he could only digest him now.

kill!

The pillars of the palace turned into shells and hit Ye Bei. The container truck with a speeding force was no less than that of a whale.

It is not just one or two pillars, but all the pillars, thirty-six of them have survived, stretched, turned, and slammed.

There were too many, and Ye Bei immediately used the Vajra Xuanwu Art to withstand all-round attacks without dead corners.

It is said that when the chef slaughters animals, they will first slaughter them. Now Ye Bei feels that he is the lamb to be slaughtered. These pillars are here to make him faint and make him less painful when he is digested.

It was indeed a heavy blow, and the Vajra Xuanwu Art was shocked and kept flashing. It was not so difficult to block the cruise ship just now.

Coupled with the continuous appearance of corrosive liquid around, Ye Bei is now under double attacks, relying only on the domineering power of the Vajra Xuanwu Art.

At the same time, the cut dragon chair also began to change, and it turned out to be twisted into two dragons tied up, preventing Ye Bei from doing other moves.

"Don't go too far." Ye Bei's eyes were red and he was also experiencing liver fire. His magic power was injected into the six immortal acupoints. He wanted to use the magic: "Leilai."

Taking Ye Bei as the origin, all the remaining mana is turned into lightning to stimulate it. Let’s have a happy battle, one person to one island.

Lightning is not a sword light, there is no limit to three feet of distance. The powerful arcs are roaring in the palace, and the dark blue fills the entire space.

As expected, all creatures are weak. After Ye Bei found that he used thunder spells, the hall was affected and his movements became slower, and he didn't even move the floor that swallowed himself.

Chance!

Ye Bei decisively used his sword beam again to cut the floor and jumped out.

Only after this jump did I realize that at some point countless blood-red blood vessels had already pulled my ankle. I pulled the blood vessels and pulled out the things at the end of the blood vessels.

That turned out to be another dragon throne.

"Is there something wrong with the Emperor Qing Dynasty? Why are you preparing so many dragon chairs? Isn't one enough for him to sit on?"

"That should be the real dragon throne. Before, the hall was just a trap. I think it was Emperor Qingchao who knew that he did not have this Hongfu, and was afraid that others would take away his achievements, so he deliberately put the fake dragon throne outside as a trap and hid the real dragon throne inside the island."

"Whether the real dragon chaise or the fake dragon chaise are feudal remnants." Ye Bei ignored these: "Break it for me." Facing the real dragon chaise, Ye Bei would not be polite. He pointed his sword to the point and would definitely eradicate this feudal remnant.

Without any mercy, the real dragon throne is also made into two.

As soon as the dragon chaise was broken, the palace immediately became quiet and everything returned to its original state, but there was some blood on the floor.

"It's indeed the evil trick of the old feudal emperor. I still want to be an emperor after I die. It's really a daydream." Ye Bei said that the old man in Qingchao would never corrupt him, the top ten young people in the new century, and would never give him any chance: "This true dragon throne should be the center of the island. If it destroys it, everything will be stable."

"I think you're too optimistic, look at the cutout of the dragon chaise."

Ye Bei observed carefully and found that before he knew it, many black silk threads appeared in the incision of the dragon chaise. "Is this the dark power in my body?!" It has always been a black hole that sucked others. Could it be that this time it was the other way around?

No wonder the black hole didn't react at all just now, and the emotional black hole met its opponent.

However, are black holes really so weak? It has always been black holes that help Ye Bei protect Ye Bei. Ye Bei found that it was not that simple, it was fusion.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was true. The original red fog in the forest outside was dyed black, and the black hole did not disappoint. This little effort absorbed the other person's island.

But what does the black hole want this island for?

Of course, Ye Bei can't understand the mystery. Although black holes are artificial, they have the ability to learn and do behaviors that ordinary black holes cannot do.

When all the red blood mist disappeared, Ye Bei instantly entered a void: "Gallery space?" He found himself entering the gallery space.

Here he saw a terrifying picture, black pigments and red blood vessels were constantly entangled and fused, and the blood vessels penetrated into the gallery space, injecting life into the entire space.

What is this to do? Inject red life into the gallery space and black soul into the island?

In fact, Ye Bei has never known what kind of existence the gallery space is, it is the artist's spiritual world, or this space in the physical sense? But now it seems that this space really exists, not just the spiritual world at the soul level.

But why is such a space fusion with islands? I don’t understand.

What exactly is this artificial black hole doing? It's terrifying: "I still have the gallery space, and I still have to go to the land of God's abandonment."

But artificial black holes have their own ideas.

Injecting matter into the spirit and injecting spirit into the matter, the painting island appears. At the same time, the blood vessels of the island penetrated the gallery space like worms and spread towards the more out of reach.

In the gallery space, blood vessels formed another chair, and it was obvious that Ye Bei still needed to sit on it.

"It's endless, do you want me to sit down like that? Two dragon chaises were not enough before, but now I have to have a blood vessel chair?" Ye Bei sighed and sat down. Anyway, he was not afraid of this chair in the gallery space.

As long as it is not a dragon throne, he dares to sit on it.

When he sat on the blood chair, Ye Bei felt countless spiritual powers gathering. At the same time, he could feel every grass, a tree, or even a grain of dust on the island. No wonder Emperor Qingchao thought this was the secret to becoming an immortal. It turned out that this was really the case. This feeling really controlled everything. Although the range was very small, Ye Bei knew that as long as he was on this island, he could do whatever he wanted, waved his hand to form a mountain, fell hand to form a river, scattered sand to form a star, and splashed leaves to form a boat.
Chapter completed!