Honghuang: How can I be invincible after death?

Chapter 50 The Death of Ye Changqing

"Pangu blood essence?"

"This is really interesting!"

Ye Changqing couldn't help laughing.

This is simply a reward that comes with all prehistoric traverser systems.

The Pangu blood essence obtained by everyone can fill up the entire Nether Blood Sea.

Pan Gu's blood essence is a good thing, but Ye Changqing is useless.

It's better to give these to Empress Pingxin as a favor, so that she will be more devoted to the Intercepting Education Alliance.

When eleven drops of red liquid appeared in front of her, she began to tremble all over.

The feeling of being connected by blood makes her seem to have returned to the time when she was the ancestor witch of Houtu.

Their twelve ancestral witches were born in the Pangu Palace, and they were transformed by the blood of the Great God Pangu.

"Kindness without saying thanks!"

Empress Pingxin carefully put away eleven drops of Pangu's blood essence and said.

Maybe these eleven drops of Pangu's blood essence can make the Wu Clan create another glory.

She will never be able to repay such a great kindness, and she can only go all out to fulfill Ye Changqing's last wish.

Huoyun Palace, the sacred place of the human race in the prehistoric world.

Empress Nuwa came to visit her elder brother Fuxi, the third emperor of the human race.

Humanity is in this Huoyun Palace, and the three emperors of the human race are in charge of suppressing it.

When Empress Nuwa stepped into the Fire Cloud Palace, she only felt that humanity was more suitable for her.

She could feel a throbbing in her body, which came from the kit that Ye Changqing gave him.

When she opened it, three streaks of primordial purple air flew out suddenly, she was so frightened that she quickly grabbed them.

Although the Primordial Bead had degenerated into a Chaos Bead, some of the Primordial Purple Qi remained.

This is Ye Changqing's gift to the three emperors of the human race!
We must know that the Hongmeng Ziqi lost by the ancestor Hongyun back then became the luck of the human race, divided into three and entered the primordial spirit of the three emperors of the human race.

The combination of the three of them can reach the level of a saint, and they will never leave the Huoyun Palace.

Once they leave, humanity will riot, which will bring huge disaster to the human race.

In addition to the three primordial purple qi, a golden seal is emitting strange fluctuations.

It seems to resonate with humanity!

Empress Nuwa was shocked and made a bold guess.

This is her golden seal of human nature, the most precious treasure.

It turned out that Ye Changqing had already planned for this day.

It seems that I owe him a lot of karma.

There should be nine saints in the way of heaven, and there should be nine saints in the way of humanity.

She gasped, Ye Changqing's picture was huge, did he want to mass-produce saints?
Once there are eighteen more saints in the prehistoric world, it will not be a situation that Patriarch Hongjun can control.

Ye Changqing is really scary!
In Biyou Palace.

The leader of Tongtian Sect held the high position, and said to the ten thousand immortals in the hall: "Tens of thousands of years have passed since the Lich's calamity, and now another calamity is coming, it should be on you."

For a moment, there was an uproar in the hall. Although they knew this day would come, they didn't expect it to come so soon.

How powerful the dragon, phoenix, kylin, and lich clans were in the past, they all disappeared under the calamity of calamity.

Thinking of this, Jujiao Wanxian immediately felt in danger.

Daoist Duobao bent down on the ground and said: "Teacher is merciful, please give me the way to avoid catastrophe!"

"Teacher, be merciful!" Wan Xian in the main hall also begged.

"Close the cave door, quietly recite the three or two volumes of Huang Ting; throw yourself into the Western Land, and there will be celebrities on the list of gods."

As soon as the Master Tongtian finished speaking, he turned it into a verse and pasted it on the gate of Biyou Palace.

"What? You signed the list of gods?"

"How many times have I told you, you can't sign, you can't sign!"

An abrupt voice sounded from the hall, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The Master Tongtian was also breathing stagnantly and felt a headache. Why did Ye Changqing come back at this time.

Master Tongtian replied calmly: "The two senior brothers Yuanshi and Laozi also signed."

"That's what Teacher Hongjun meant."

"Only in this way did he agree to let me host the Conferred Gods and let you enter the Conferred Gods List..."

Master Tongtian's face was gloomy, and he had no other choice.

"This is the general trend of heaven."

"Do you think we can disobey?"

Ye Changqing's words were kept on his lips, it was indeed like what the master said, those guys would not let the teacher go.

"Eldest brother, you have done so much for Jiejiao, it's time for us to do something for you."

Taoist Duobao bowed to Ye Changqing and said.

"I am willing to intercept a chance of life for the big brother!"

In the main hall of Biyou Palace, the sound of Jiejiao Wanxian scrambling in unison resounded.

"you……"

"Too stupid!"

Ye Changqing sighed, but his heart was full of warmth.

He never expected that after being on guard for so long, he dragged them into the water because of his own reasons.

A few years is just a blink of an eye for the creatures in the prehistoric world.

On this day, ten thousand immortals from Jiejiao gathered on Jin'ao Island, and everyone's face was full of sadness.

Their big brother Ye Changqing is about to die!
Sanxiao, Our Lady of Wudang, Our Lady of Golden Spirit, Our Lady of Fire Spirit, Our Lady of Golden Light, Our Lady of Guiling and other female fairies dressed in plain clothes surrounded Ye Changqing.

They all had tears in their eyes, and their eyes were full of reluctance.

"You don't have to be sad for me!"

"Maybe we will meet again one day..."

Ye Changqing, who was exhausted, comforted them when he was dying.

But how could they not feel sad when they promised secretly?
Some of the Jiejiao disciples behind them started to sob.

Thick melancholy clouds hung over Jin'ao Island, and a huge thunder sounded the death knell for him.

Master Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. Why hasn't Teacher Hongjun come yet?

If he didn't come again, Ye Changqing would really be unable to hold on!
Master Tongtian suddenly sensed something, and an old man appeared silently in the crowd around Ye Changqing.

It was that Dao Zu Hongjun!
Ancestor Hongjun looked at Ye Changqing with a half-smile, not knowing whether he should be happy or sad.

He grabbed Ye Changqing's arm and pulled him up.

A powerful aura erupted from his body, instantly flying the idlers around him away.

It wasn't until then that the Jiejiao disciples discovered his existence.

Everyone looked at him with hope, he is the spokesperson of the way of heaven, maybe he can bring a little life to the senior brother.

Even if it means sacrificing all of them, it is not hesitating!

In the thick black cloud above Patriarch Hongjun's head, a huge purple eyeball is spying on everything.

It can't tolerate an existence like Ye Changqing, and if something happens, it will kill him with its own hands.

The list of gods was slowly unfolded above Ye Changqing's head, and the aura above made all the disciples of Jiejiao feel terrified.

After all, their names are recorded on it, and they are in charge of their fate.

As Ye Changqing slowly closed his eyes, the vitality in his body was completely wiped out.

Only a trace of his true spirit flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness, and flew onto the list of gods.

A name suddenly appeared in the blank place on the list of gods.

Ye Changqing!
It just looks a little weird, a black line cuts off these three characters, erasing them from the list of gods.

Ye Changqing's last trace of true spirit disappeared instantly!
He is really dead!
(End of this chapter)