The golden flame was only the size of a person's palm, gently rising and falling in the depths of Ye Zichuan's mind, and each cluster of flames was composed of countless tiny runes, densely packed, and it was impossible to count how many there were.

Yuan Ming Shenzun's face was gloomy, staring at the golden fire, and he was a little frightened at this moment.

He can be a god, standing in the long river of time, hundreds of thousands of years have not disappeared, throughout the history of more than one civilization.

With an existence like him, even if he is the only one left in this Dao system, he can establish a huge Dao system in the shortest possible time, with a god venerable in charge, such a force can be ranked among the heavens and all races.

Everyone who steps into this realm is not the pride of the sky, flying into the sky, and can sweep away the strong of all spirits.

Even if there is only a trace of the remnant god left, he has this belief that he can push sideways invincible and be fearless of anyone.

But now, there was a fear rising in his heart, something he was afraid of.

"No! no! This is an illusion, the deity has even seen the top dozens of fires in heaven and earth, how can he be afraid of a fire that he has never heard of?" he kept admonishing himself in his heart.

The world once made a list of all the fires that appeared in heaven and earth, and as long as they were ranked within the top 100, they were not the fires that countless monks dreamed of.

He was fortunate enough to see a fire in the top fifty, and finally was captured by a peerless heavenly pride who was a supreme king at the age of twenty, and finally grew into a terrifying king!

"This is the physical body that the deity looks at, so let's bring it to me obediently!"

He began to attack with all his might, just in case, he no longer had the slightest reservation, and exerted all the power of this remnant god, to completely erase Ye Zichuan's soul and occupy his body.

The boundless terrifying power stirred in Ye Zichuan's mind, penetrating his whole body, impacting Ye Zichuan's body like an ocean.

He wants to erase all the breath in Ye Zichuan's body, cut off all possibilities, and not give Ye Zichuan the slightest hope of living.

The next moment, the golden flame finally moved.

With a bang, it exploded directly, and in Ye Zichuan's mind, it was submerged in a golden ocean in an instant, the flames were monstrous, blazing, exuding the terrifying aura of burning the sky and boiling the sea, and there were countless runes beating in the sea of fire, deducing the ten thousand ways of heaven and earth.

"Ahh

This is a trace of the remnant god born in the primordial god, and the soul can only be condensed after nine turns to condense a primordial god, each turn has to go through a catastrophe of heaven and earth, the real condensed and formed primordial god is incomparably powerful, even if it is just a trace of remnant god, it also has immortal divinity.

But at this moment, his remnant god could not resist the power of the golden fire, and it was melting like ice and snow.

"Ahh

He had never heard of the power of any fire being so terrifying, and in an instant, his remnant god was severely damaged.

His whole body was glowing, and an immortal power erupted, enveloping his entire body.

"King Ming is immortal!"

He was yelling, casting the peerless ancient scripture he founded, the immortal breath was stirring, he was retraining his body, incarnating as the immovable king, immortal and immortal.

The exercises created by a god venerable can be called an immortal inheritance, even if it is not much better than the "Great Mighty Purple Qi Sutra" that Ye Zichuan obtained before, if it is passed on, it will definitely cultivate a terrifying inheritance.

But this is completely useless, the golden flames are surging, incinerating the heavens, it seems that even the entire universe will be destroyed, no matter how powerful the ancient scriptures of the Yuan Ming Divine Venerable are, how against the sky, they can't stop the power of the fire.

His remnant spirit was still dissolving, and his aura was becoming more and more sluggish and weak.

"No!

He let out an unwilling roar, hid from Li Jing's eyes, and hid in the shrine, just to wait for the moment of recovery and rebirth.

Even for the sake of safety, the set of readings did not choose Sarukong and Ye Qing, but chose Ye Zichuan, who had the lowest cultivation.

But he never thought that it might be easier to take away those two people than to take away Ye Zichuan.

There is a golden tinder, no soul wants to invade Ye Zichuan's body, and the same is true of the previous Shanhe diagram's machine spirit, if you want to be reborn as a human, you will be burned to ashes by the fire in minutes.

A golden ocean was raging, and the waves of fire were rolling, releasing terrifying power, and screams continued to sound here.

No matter how much the Yuan Ming Divine Venerable struggled, he couldn't stop the speed of his body dissolving, and after only a few minutes, his body was completely burned.

In the end, with an unwilling roar, he completely disappeared into Ye Zichuan's mind, and the remnant god was completely refined and turned into nothingness.

It's a pity that a peerless existence in the realm of a god has disappeared into heaven and earth like this.

This is a huge shame, he would rather die in the hands of Li Jing than be killed by an ant in the top realm like Ye Zichuan, he will die without turning a blind eye, and it will be difficult to rest in peace.

"Ding, the host successfully kills the Yuan Ming Divine Venerable, triggers the extraction function, and obtains a volume of "The Immortal Sutra of the Ming King". The voice of the system suddenly sounded in his mind, which made Ye Zichuan's heart suddenly happy.

"King Ming's Immortal Sutra", this is an ancient scripture that can be cultivated to the realm of gods, unfathomable, mysterious, even if it is placed in the heavens and all worlds, it is a treasure of immeasurable value, if it is passed out, I don't know how many people will be robbed.

And his "Purgatory Xuanfetus Sutra" can only support his cultivation to the king realm, and the whereabouts of the second half of the ancient scriptures, the little worm has already told him, but it is not easy to get it back.

Ye Zichuan touched the "Ming King Immortal Sutra" with his thoughts, and suddenly a vast amount of information poured into his mind, making him dizzy for a while.

It was a long time before he came to his senses.

After silently realizing it for a while, Ye Zichuan shook his head, he only read the scriptures of the first two realms, although the "Ming King Immortal Sutra" is powerful and obscure, it is still a little worse than the "Purgatory Xuanfetus Sutra".

This shows that the cultivators of the two ancient scriptures are not the same, and the owner of the Purgatory Xuantian Sutra is obviously stronger, after all, he is a madman who almost refined all the eighteen layers of hell!

The confrontation with the Yuanming Divine Venerable seemed to be a long time, but less than half an hour had passed in the outside world.

Seeing Ye Zichuan's eyes open, the bodies of Ape Kong and Ye Qing tensed at the same time, ready to attack: "Who are you?"

Ye Zichuan rolled his eyes: "What do you say?"