The soul of Dragon Bodhisattva and the residual soul of Yin and Yang Emperor flew wildly in the head of Dragon Bodhisattva, and no one was willing to give in.

For a moment, no one could do anything to anyone.

"Godfather, just leave me!"

The dragon Bodhisattva's soul wrestled and persuaded, "You have been dead for so many years, why are you still having a wisp of residual soul? Why don't you help me to break through to the realm of quasi-emperor?"

"Good son, didn't you say you should be filial to me?" The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor sneered repeatedly, and punched the Dragon Bodhisattva's soul with a backhand: "Give me your body and let me come back to the world. This is true filial piety."

"I'm immortal, you're dreaming!" Dragon Bodhisattva's soul cursed angrily, rushed forward, and bit the remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor.

"Ah--You are a dog on the horse, you actually bit me." The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor screamed, but soon smiled again: "Do you think you can devour me like this? It's so naive!"

He was shocked suddenly, and a terrifying spiritual fluctuation broke out from his remnant soul, instantly shocking the dragon Bodhisattva's soul.

"How can you easily devour the remnant soul of the powerful emperor?" The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor said gloomyly: "Even if this remnant soul is poisoned, it is not something you like you can deal with!"

"Is that true?" Dragon Bodhisattva's soul sneered: "Then try this again."

As soon as he finished speaking, his soul suddenly burst out with strange black light, and a rich poisonous gas surged out from the depths of the soul, instantly spreading throughout his head.

"Thousand Poisonous Soul-Devouring!"

Sizzy—

Under the erosion of poisonous gas, the remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor began to tremble violently, and the already illusory figure began to become dim.

"How come your soul has so many poisons?" The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor said in shock.

"Otherwise?" Dragon Bodhisattva's soul said proudly: "How do you think I survived these days?"

"Every time I am chased and every time I am on the verge of death, I will plant a wisp of poison in my soul."

"Now, my soul has long been integrated with all poisons. You have absorbed my essence and blood, got hit by my poison, and now I have been eroded by my poisonous soul. I see how long you can last!"

The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor finally became a little panicked.

He didn't expect that after he had been calculating for so long, he underestimated the cruelty of Dragon Bodhisattva.

"Long'er, why should we both lose both?" The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor suddenly softened: "It's better to do this. If we cooperate, I can help you break through the quasi-emperor, and it is not impossible to become an emperor in the future."

"Cooperation?" Dragon Bodhisattva's soul sneered: "I'm immortal, do you think I will still believe you?"

"I can swear!" The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor hurriedly said: "Swear with the way of heaven!"

"It's too late!" Dragon Bodhisattva's soul said hideously: "From the moment you plot against me, you will be destined to die."

"Today, I will swallow your remnant soul!"

After saying that, he pounced on him again, the poisonous gas eroded wildly, and the remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor retreated step by step.

"No! You can't treat me like this." The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor shouted in horror: "I am the Emperor! I am an invincible existence! How could I defeat an ant like you!"

"Invincible?" Dragon Bodhisattva's soul sarcastically said: "You are just a wisp of residual soul now, not even physical body, and you dare to claim to be invincible?"

"Go to die!"

The poison gas completely exploded, and the remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor was forced into a corner and there was no way out.

"My good godfather, let's go!" Dragon Bodhisattva opened his mouth and sucked.

At this moment, the remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor came from somewhere and kicked the mouth of the Dragon Bodhisattva's soul.

"Even if the remnant soul is poisoned, you can't even swallow me. I'll fight with you." The remnant soul of the Yin-Yang Emperor pounced on him.

They fought again, like two crazy wolf dogs.

...

At the same time.

East China Sea, Burning Sky Island.

The ancestral land of the Jinwu clan.

Sun God Palace.

The burning golden crow divine fire reflected the entire palace like daylight. The hot breath twisted the void, and even the air made a slight explosion sound under the high temperature.

In the middle of the hall, a statue of golden crow with red gold and a height of hundreds of feet stands tall.

Below the statue, an old man in a red gold feathered dress sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his whole body exuded a suffocating terrifying pressure.

This person is the contemporary leader of the Jinwu clan—

Old Golden Crow King!

Sudden--

"Click!"

A crisp sound echoed in the hall.

The old Jin Crow King suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden divine lights burst out, and two black holes were burned out of the void in an instant.

His eyes stared at the broken life signs on the shrine, his face gloomy.

"Old Ten's life card... is broken?"

In the hall, the elders of the Golden Crow Clan were silent and no one dared to speak out.

"boom!"

The violent pressure swept across the entire Sun God Palace. The old Jin Crow King was furious and his long red and golden hair was windless: "Who is it? How dare you kill me?"

"Report—"

At this moment, a Jinwu clan guard rushed into the hall in a hurry and knelt on the ground: "Report to the clan leader, the life lamp of the elder Wutiansha has gone out."

What!

There was an uproar in the hall.

Wu Tiansha is an elder of the Jinwu clan. His status and status in the clan have also fallen?

"Check it out! Find it out immediately!"

The old Jin Crow King was furious and shouted: "Send the order and the remaining elders will lead the team to the place where the incident happened. Be sure to bring the murderer back to me!"

"No matter who kills my son, I will use my own hands to drain his soul and refine his soul, so that he will never be reborn!"

at the same time.

Over the sea millions of miles away from Burning Island, a wide long sword broke through the clouds and rushed towards Burning Island.

Above the sword body.

Ye Qiu stood with his hands behind his back, flirting with white clothes, his eyes as deep as the starry sky.

The long-browed real person sat aside and drank.

Not far behind them, Ning Fan was practicing the Dragon Slaying Fist over and over again. Each punch was knocked out, causing the void to shake.

"Master, are we really going to the Jinwu clan's lair?"

Ning Fan stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, with both excitement and a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

Ye Qiu asked with a smile: "Why, are you scared?"

"Disciple is not afraid!" Ning Fan raised his chest and said, "With the master here, even the disciples in the dragon and tiger den dare to break through."

"Yes, my disciples must have the courage to move forward." Ye Qiu nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Xiaofan, do you understand the situation of the Jinwu clan?"

"I know something." Ning Fan said: "The old Jinwu King has ten princes and ten elders sitting down."

"The ten princes are all in the realm of peerless saints, and they are all peerless geniuses."

"The weakest ones of the ten elders are also the realm of the Saint King."

"As for what kind of cultivation the old Jin Crow King has, I don't know, I only know that he is very strong. Usually they live in the Sun God Palace."

"I heard all these things from my father when he was alive, and I don't know the others."

Ye Qiu said disapprovingly: "No matter how strong he is, we have only one purpose to go to Burning Tian Island this time, that is—"
Chapter completed!