The moment when the Ziyi Hou's body burst, the whole world suddenly changed color.

"Boom--"

Above the nine heavens, thunder shook the world, and blood-colored lightning danced like dragons and snakes, tearing apart the sky.

The sea area of ​​a million miles boiled instantly, and huge waves soared into the sky, as if even the heaven and earth were crying for the fall of a quasi-emperor.

"Crazy!"

The purple and golden emperor blood scattered into the sky, and each drop was as heavy as a pound, smashing the sea surface into a bottomless vortex.

In the bloody rain, countless runes of the great way were vaguely seen disintegrating, which was the Taoist fruit that the Ziyi Hou had practiced for the rest of her life was dissipating.

"Master really won..." Ning Fan stood there in a daze, his excited voice trembling.

With the realm of a peerless saint king, killing the powerful quasi-emperor is such a great battle!

Looking at the past and present, how many people can do it?

Too strong!

Ning Fan looked at Ye Qiu with admiration on his face. The divine light flowed in his eyes, and his fists clenched tightly and sweared in his heart: "In the future, I must become a person like my master!"

The Changmei Zhenren glanced at the vision and said, "The quasi-emperor has died, and the heaven and earth are sad! This is the way of heaven mourning!"

Chu Chu looked at Ye Qiu's standing figure with tears in her eyes, and burst into tears and smiled: "Brother Ye is so amazing..."

"hold head high--"

Suddenly, a shrill dragon roar resounded through the sky.

The white dragon fighting with the Qilin sensed the fall of the master and fell into madness. Regardless of his serious injury, he threw away the Qilin and rushed towards Ye Qiu.

"Ao!"

How could the Qilin let it succeed?

He jumped and bit the white dragon's neck tightly. Endless flames gushed out of his mouth, burning the white dragon's scales to charred black.

"boom!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a purple light suddenly burst out from the blood mist that the Ziyi Hou burst into pieces, and it rushed towards Ye Qiu's eyebrows like lightning.

"Be careful!" Lao Jiu's warning exploded in Ye Qiu's mind.

Ye Qiu turned his head instinctively, but the purple light was too fast and still penetrated his shoulders-

It was a purple crystal the size of a fingernail, with mysterious patterns on the surface, exuding a heart-wrenching imperial power.

"Quest Emperor's Dao Seed?" Lao Jiu exclaimed: "Before dying, this guy actually condensed his lifelong cultivation to become a Dao Seed, and wants to take you over his body!"

Ye Qiu groaned, feeling a terrifying will invade into his body along the wound. Immediately afterwards, the voice of Ziyi Hou echoed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ye Changsheng, even if I die, I will take you back!"

In an instant, purple light appeared in Ye Qiu's meridians, and countless small snakes were wandering under his skin, and his face was sometimes twisted into the appearance of a purple-clothed marquis, which was extremely terrifying!

"Master, what's wrong with my master?" Ning Fan was at a loss when he saw Ye Qiu's appearance and looked panicked.

"I don't know either. It seems that this is the Purple-Yi Hou being at work." Changmei Zhenren said in a deep voice.

Chu Chu was so anxious that she burst into tears: "Isn't the Ziyi Marquis already dead? How can he still cause trouble? What should I do now? Brother Ye is seriously injured. Taoist priest, please help Brother Ye!"

"Believe him." Changmei Zhenren said in a deep voice: "I know the little bastard. He has created too many miracles, so there should be no problem."

At this moment, in Ye Qiu's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, a battle that is more dangerous than physical fight is taking place.

The quasi-emperor Taoist seed of the Ziyi Marquis turned into a thousand-foot purple dragon, making waves in Ye Qiu's sea of ​​consciousness: "Hahaha... What a perfect body, from now on, this will be the new body of this Marquis!"

"I'm crazy!" Ye Qiu's soul shone brightly, although not as huge as the purple dragon, it was as concise as the essence.

He formed seals with both hands, and thousands of sword shadows suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, slashing towards the purple dragon.

"It's useless!" Zilong slapped the sword shadow with his claw and smiled: "This Taoist bell has condensed my lifelong cultivation, and has followed me through tribulations many times. How could you, a peerless saint, compete with me?"

"Ye Changsheng, be devoured by me!"

Zilong opened his bloody mouth and swallowed Ye Qiu's soul into his abdomen.

Outside, Ye Qiu's body trembled violently, bleeding from seven orifices, and his breath quickly weakened.

Lao Jiu noticed this scene and said anxiously: "Boy, hold on!"

Just at this moment of life and death—

"Dong!"

A dull heartbeat suddenly came from Ye Qiu's body, followed by the second and third...

The heartbeat became louder and louder, and finally it was like a drum beat in the sky, shaking the sea surface.

"This is..." Lao Jiu was shocked to find that a little golden light lit up in Ye Qiu's dantian, and then it quickly spread along the meridians to the whole body.

In the golden light, a phantom of a divine dragon could be seen wandering.

"Nine-turn Divine Dragon Art!"

Lao Jiu was stunned at first, and then laughed: "I almost forgot that the martial arts you practiced are the first magical skill in the ages."

In the country of consciousness, the situation suddenly changed!

The swallowed Ye Qiu's soul did not dissipate, but instead burst into the purple dragon's belly. Wherever the golden light went, the purple dragon's soul melted quickly like snow and encountered the fierce sun!

"Ah, what power is this?" The Ziyi Hou's squealed: "No-"

"I said..." Ye Qiu's voice resounded throughout his sea of ​​consciousness: "Quest Emperor, but that's it!"

"boom!"

The golden light burst out, and the purple dragon disintegrated inch by inch, turning into pure soul power absorbed by Ye Qiu.

Outside, the purple crystal on his shoulder shattered with a "crack" and turned into powder and drifted away.

"call--"

Ye Qiu let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

At that moment, a purple-gold light flashed deep in his pupils, and his aura was deeper than before the war.

Not only that, the injuries he suffered before also healed instantly.

Ye Qiu felt it for a moment and found that after devouring the Taoist seed of the Ziyi Hou, his cultivation level did not increase, his strength did not increase, but his soul became stronger.

At this time, his soul had completely improved to the quasi-emperor realm.

Has quasi-emperor level power, quasi-emperor level physical body, quasi-emperor level soul...

There is only one difference between Ye Qiu and the quasi-emperor!

In addition, he also discovered that the memory and cultivation experience of Ziyi Hou were coming like a tide, and there was another secret related to Ziwei Sect.

"What……"

Ye Qiu was shocked and before he could think too much, suddenly, a loud noise came from his ears.

"hold head high--"

When I turned my head and saw that it was the last whine from the white dragon. Its head was slapped by the kirin claw, and its huge dragon body fell into the sea, causing huge waves.

The blood-covered Qilin staggered over and rubbed Ye Qiu's hand intimately.

"Thanks a lot."

After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he took out a few leaves of the Tree of Life and fed them into Qilin's mouth. In the blink of an eye, Qilin's injuries recovered.

"Go and rest!" After Ye Qiu said that, Qilin rubbed him, and then turned into a red light and drilled back into the Qiankun bag to rest.

"Master, you won, congratulations on killing a quasi-emperor." Ning Fan said loudly.

"Yes, I won." Ye Qiu looked up at the sky that was gradually regaining peace, and his heart jumped.

I saw that the dark clouds that had dissipated gathered again, but this time it was not bloody, but pure black!

A breath that was ten times more terrifying than the Purple Marquis was gradually spreading from the depths of Penglai Island, like a peerless ferocious creature slowly awakening.

"This is..." Changmei Zhenren's face changed drastically.

"Let's go!" Ye Qiu waved his palm, grabbed the three of Changmei Zhenren and the others, and prepared to take a step to leave here.

He even didn't even plan to take the Wind Sword.

However, before I could leave, suddenly, a gentle cold snorted.

"snort!"

As the sound rang out, a mysterious force suddenly filled the world.

The next second, Ye Qiu and his friends froze in place and could not move.
Chapter completed!