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"The consciousness remaining in the soul fragment of Miss Qingqing is fighting against the consciousness of the Spirit-Devouring Blood Evil!" Ye Wei clenched his fists and watched nervously.

A wave quietly spread out, covering the entire void. Ye Wei felt like a huge rock was pressed on his heart, extremely depressed, and a faint blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Miss Qingqing's consciousness has prevailed!" Ye Wei clenched his fist, his expression of unprecedented tension. The evolution of the Spirit-Devouring Blood Evil must be even more terrifying. If Qingqing's consciousness did not control the Spirit-Devouring Blood Evil, then a radius of millions or even three millions of miles would cause a disaster!

In the hazy blood mist, Qingqing's figure gradually became clear. She was wearing a purple robe evolved from pure power. Her upper body was concave and plump and hot. Under her slender waist, there was a light purple snake tail. Her delicate body twisted, and her body released an indescribable enchanting aura. The light lingered in her eyes without focal length. The natural charm was enough to swallow any man's gaze.

Qingqing, who was originally cold and elegant, became extremely charming!

"...Is this still Qingqing?" Ye Wei took a breath and looked at the vague figure in the air, widening his eyes in disbelief.

After a moment, the illusory figure gradually stared at it, and the hideous snake head never appeared again. The Spirit-Devouring Blood Evil evolved successfully, and Qing Qing's consciousness should have devoured the consciousness of the Spirit-Devouring Blood Evil's original body!

Ye Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his clenched fist relaxed. The evolutionary spirit-devouring blood evil spirit did not attack him, and his body was very similar to Qingqing, but it became charming and enchanting, and it should not bring disaster to the people.

"boom!"

The enchanting figure swayed lazily with the purple snake tail, and a powerful pressure suddenly came, which seemed to have surpassed the limit of the Emperor Realm. Ye Wei had only felt this breath in the Martial Saint!

"No way? After the evolution of the Spirit-Devouring Blood Evil, it actually emits an aura that only a powerful person in the holy realm has..." Ye Wei was stunned.

"If the Spirit-Devouring Blood Evil really evolved into the holy realm, then she should have hope of restoring her memory. In this way, Miss Qingqing will not fall!" Ye Wei looked excited. Looking at the enchanting figure in the air, his breathing became rapid, and he silently prayed for Miss Qingqing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Just when Ye Wei was excited, the power between heaven and earth suddenly rioted.

Countless purple lightnings jumped out from the end of the void and bombarded the enchanting figure in the blood mist!

"Oh no, the aura fluctuations at the holy realm level triggered the purple thunder tribulation!" Ye Wei looked at the terrifying purple thunder, and his face changed drastically. A classic immediately appeared in his mind.

According to the classics, a powerful person in the holy realm can say the law and even ignore the laws of heaven to a certain extent. Ignoring the laws of heaven is against the heavens, and the laws of heaven will bring down the Zixuan Thunder Tribulation.

If you can overcome the Purple Xuan Thunder Tribulation, you will be qualified to enter the holy realm. It will be immortal forever, and if you can overcome it, it will disappear!

There are countless powerful people in the entire Holy Yuan Continent, and even some legendary Emperor Realm powerhouses are not weaker than those in the Holy Realm powerhouses, but there are only three real Holy Realm powerhouses in the human race!

In the history of the Shengyuan Continent, countless amazing Emperor Realm powerhouses died under the Purple Xuan Thunder Tribulation. Like the ancestor of the Ye family, Emperor Ye Yu, fell under the Purple Xuan Thunder Tribulation.

"boom!"

The first purple thunder fell, and the endless sea of ​​blood evaporated directly, and Qingqing's condensed body became illusory again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With the second, third, fourth purple thunder fell. Qing Qing's enchanting illusory body turned into a giant snake covered with charred body, with a cold body and a dying dying.

"There are nine thunders in the purple thunder tribulation. Now the fourth one is now, Miss Qingqing can't hold on. If she continues like this, she will not be able to survive!" Ye Wei clenched his fists again, looking anxious. Miss Qingqing almost broke through to the holy realm. Could it be that it would disappear like this?

Ye Wei had a bitter smile on his face and his heart was filled with helplessness. Not to mention that Ye Wei was seriously injured now, even if he was at the peak, he could not do anything in front of this terrifying purple thunder.

"No! I must not watch Miss Qingqing die like this!" Ye Wei's eyes suddenly became sharp. Qingqing had already died for billions of people. Now he finally had a glimmer of possibility of survival. Ye Wei couldn't just watch Qingqing disappear like this.

"Senior Tianxuanzi, I'm sorry!" Ye Wei stretched out his hand, and the Tianxuan star armor on his body turned into a stream of light and fell into Ye Wei's palm.

"I hope Senior Tian Xuanzi's natal weapon can help Qing Qing survive a purple mysterious thunder!" A decisive light surged in Ye Wei's eyes. When the fifth purple mysterious thunder descended, Ye Wei shook out the Tian Xuan Star Armor in his hand.

"boom!"

The purple thunder thunder slammed on the Xuantian Star Armor, and the already dim armor exploded directly, turning into starry sand grains all over the sky.

The Tianxuan Star Armor was destroyed, but it also blocked the fifth purple thunder!

The weak giant snake opened its eyes dyingly and looked at Ye Wei with a complicated look. It seemed to know Ye Wei, but it didn't seem to know Ye Wei, but it felt very kind.

"The fifth purple thunder blocked it, but there were four behind it. What should I use to resist it?" Ye Wei was anxious, and all kinds of thoughts passed by his mind quickly. There were nine purple thunder tribulations, and one was stronger than the other!

"You can only rely on the phantom of the sacred mountain and the purple Xuanzhu!" Ye Wei knew very well that relying on his own strength, no matter how strong he was, he would never be able to block the purple Xuan thunder. Ye Wei could only place his hope on the treasure on his own.

The phantom of the sacred mountain in the sea of ​​consciousness changed Ye Wei's fate. Even the three saints of the human race observed the sacred mountain and realized the truth. When they entered the holy realm, the phantom of the sacred mountain was obviously an extraordinary treasure.

Zixuan Zhu is a weapon that the owner of the God Tomb once used. The owner of the God Tomb is an existence that transcends the holy realm, and the weapons he uses can naturally be called the word "supreme treasure".

Above the void, the sixth purple thunder is brewing in the way of heaven, and the entire space is filled with a chilling sense of oppression!

"Xiao Zi, are you sure to block the Zi Xuan Thunder Tribulation?" Ye Wei lowered his head and looked at the purple Xuan bamboo as big as an embroidered needle in his hand, his eyes were hot and full of desire.

Ye Wei vaguely felt that the phantom of the sacred mountain should be stronger, but Ye Wei could not drive the phantom of the sacred mountain in his mind!

Zi Xuanzhu seemed to be able to understand Ye Wei's words. First, she nodded up and down, as if she was nodding, then she nodded left and right, as if she was shaking her head.

"Xiao Zi, you mean. Can you block the Zi Xuan Thunder Tribulation, but can't stop it all?" Ye Wei frowned slightly, thought for a while and asked.

Zi Xuanzi clicked up and down again!

"Can you block the sixth path?" Ye Wei's eyes lit up suddenly. If there was a way, Ye Wei really didn't want to watch Miss Qingqing disappear like this.

Zi Xuanzi immediately clicked up and down.

"Where is the seventh way?"

"Where is the eighth way?"

Ye Wei stared at the purple Xuanzhu in his hand and asked, then a clear look appeared on his face. The purple Xuanzhu could block the sixth, seventh, and eighth purple Xuan thunder tribulation. But he could not block the ninth.

Zi Xuanzi is invincible. Even the purple thunder tribulation cannot destroy it. It is just that the ninth purple thunder tribulation is directly bombarded on the origin of the soul, so Zi Xuan Zhu naturally cannot stop it!

Of course, Ye Wei is not aware of the mystery of the Purple Xuan Thunder Tribulation now. He thinks that the Purple Xuan Zhu can't bear the ninth Purple Xuan Thunder Tribulation!

"The sixth path, the seventh path, and the eighth path of purple thunder tribulation are handed over to you. As for the last path, I will find a way again!" Ye Wei spread his palm, and the purple thunder bamboo turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the giant snake transformed from the spirit-devouring blood evil. He quietly hangs above the giant snake's head and expands at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the purple Xuan bamboo turned from the size of an embroidery needle to a purple giant stick that was thousands of feet long. The stick shadow covered the sky and seemed to be able to pierce the sky!

"Before the ninth purple thunder tribulation arrives, you must find a way to activate the phantom of the sacred mountain, otherwise all your previous efforts will be meaningless and all your previous efforts will be wasted!" Ye Wei sat cross-legged in the void, enduring the harsh pain caused by the tearing of his body, closed his eyes, and tried to activate the phantom of the sacred mountain in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Before, the Tianxuan Star Armor nourished the body, and Ye Wei's injuries were slowly recovering. Ye Wei did not feel much pain, and now the Tianxuan Star Armor is gone. The pain of the tearing body makes Ye Wei a little unbearable.

"Shenshan!" Ye Wei sensed the majestic mountain in the sea of ​​consciousness. He tried all his thoughts to move the phantom of the sacred mountain, but Ye Wei's mental power acted on the phantom of the sacred mountain, just like an ant trying to move a tall mountain, unable to shake even a trace, let alone move the sacred mountain out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Puff!" Ye Wei was seriously injured, and now he is urging his mind so crazy, how can he bear it? He suddenly surged backwards and blood spurted out.

"With my current strength, I am trying to shake the shadow of the sacred mountain. I am overestimating my ability!" Ye Wei's body was covered in blood and she smiled bitterly.

"Miss Qingqing, I have tried my best, really..." Ye Wei murmured to himself with guilt, full of guilt.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After a moment of brewing, the purple thunder descended again.

The sixth path, the seventh path, the eighth path!

The purple thunder thunders blew down one after another, all hitting the purple thunder bamboo.

The purple Xuan bamboo quietly floated on the giant snake turned into by Qingqing, as stable as Mount Tai, and still motionless. The terrifying purple Xuan thunder tribulation did not even leave a white mark on the purple Xuan bamboo.

After blocking three purple thunders, the purple Xuanzhu quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into the size of an embroidery needle, then turned into a stream of light and returned to Ye Wei's hand.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Ye Wei stroked Zi Xuanzhu, unable to help but be shocked. Zi Xuanzhu is worthy of being a weapon that the owner of the God Tomb once used, and even the Zi Xuan thunder tribulation could not shake Zi Xuanzhu at all.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the power in the void rioted again, and the inexplicable pressure became even more terrifying. The surrounding space seemed to have solidified, which made Ye Wei feel like he was trapped in the mud.

"Miss Qingqing, everything depends on you!" Ye Wei frowned and looked up at the sky. Purple clouds in the sky came from nowhere, slowly covering the entire void.

Ye Wei has used all his skills. Whether Qing Qing can survive the Purple Xuan Thunder Tribulation depends on her own luck!

~~(To be continued)
Chapter completed!