The young man was nailed to a shelf full of ancient words, his hands and feet were bleeding, and his appearance was quite miserable.

At a glance, ye Chen knew that this young man was the traitor who escaped from the ancestral cult, Wang Dong!

Wang Dong looked at Ye Chen, Xu Jiu and others, his eyes a little dazed.

"I'll get you out!"

Ye Chen Yu gasified the sword, saved Wang Dong from the cross, and used the eight trigrams heaven elixir to temporarily stabilize his injury.

"Are you the Lord of reincarnation?"

Wang Dong stared at Ye Chen, feeling a calm, majestic, and a trace of sacred breath, which is the unique fluctuation of reincarnation.

Ye Chen said, "it's me."

Xu Jiu was a little flustered and said, "Lord of reincarnation, it seems that someone is coming. Let's leave first."

Ye Chen listened, and sure enough, he heard bursts of hurried footsteps outside the cell.

Although the secret skill of the Holy Light Immortal Emperor stunned the guardians of the prison, ye Chen's destruction of the bronze corpse sculpture and the rescue of Wang Dong in the forbidden area obviously attracted the attention of the strong outside.

"Let's go!"

Ye Chen was deeply in danger. Once the strong man at the core of the death world came, it would be tricky.

At that moment, ye Chen bombarded with big hands and directly destroyed one wall of the prison.

The four walls of the prison were protected by layers of prohibitions, but ye Chen was powerful, and these prohibitions naturally could not stop him.

After the wall was broken, ye Chen immediately rushed out with Wang Dong, Xu Jiu, and many prisoners.

At this time, an old priest with a law enforcement staff, with dozens of dark believers, chased from the rear.

"No! Yadaochi is coming!"

"This yadaochi is the high priest of the death world of Yan demon, and it is also the dark believers who once slaughtered by the death cult. Under the storm of the wings of freedom, all kinds of strong people were blown out in surprise.

"Wings of freedom! This boy has mastered such a supernatural power!"

The old priest ya Daochi, looking at Ye Chen's free and brilliant figure, his face can't help but slightly twist.

"Go!"

Ye Chen shouted, and immediately flapped his wings and rushed to the sky. With Wang Dong, Xu Jiu, and a group of prisoners, Wu Zhe, he quickly fled to the sky.

"Want to run away under my nose?"

"Puppet secret, puppet drill!"

The old priest snorted. Seeing that ye Chen was about to run, he immediately came back to his senses. The staff in his hand turned into black light and escaped into his body. His aura soared.

I saw him command out ten times, and every finger emitted a small aura line like a silk thread.

Hiss hiss!

The thin spiritual lines ran through the bodies of the dark believers around.

Those dark believers were originally dispersed by the storm of the wings of freedom, but now, under the control of the old priest, their bodies flew up, their limbs showed a puppet like rigid movement, drew a knife and waved a sword to cut off Ye Chen.

Ye Chen waved the wings of freedom and fanned the wind, but those dark believers were completely unaffected and still attacked and killed fiercely.

Even under the storm of Ye Chen, their bodies and flesh were scraped off, leaving only a skeleton.