Chapter 1021 Origin (10)

Ye Qingcheng looked at Ye Jingyu in disbelief, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.

It was only after a brief blank space that his mind began to spin.

That woman had the memories of Jing Yu, but it wasn't her. Nor is she the reborn Mother of All Lives, on the contrary, she is the host of the source of the fire of doom, and it is most appropriate to call her the Empress of Doom.

She is still Ye Jingyu's appearance, but she is no longer pure and lively, replaced by demonic and weird. On her forehead, the originally verdant spirit source beads had turned scarlet, and the source of calamity and fire had resided there. Her originally beautiful, clear eyes had completely turned gray, and there were no pupils in her eyes, which looked extremely terrifying.

However, her strength has increased many times, and she has truly become a peak existence.

Ye Jingyu stood up, teleported behind the red shadow, and quietly pulled out the gray fire spear. At this time, the blood spirit in the Red Shadow Revenant Soul was once again incinerated, and she turned into a weak, faint ghost again.

"Mother!" Ye Qingcheng looked at his mother's painful appearance angrily, then glared at Ye Jingyu angrily, and said, "It's not my mother's fault that all this is your insistence on coming here!"

"That's her fault, too. Ye Jingyu stared at the faint ghost shadow curled up on the ground, and said, "It's really pitiful." However, because of her ambition, I have such divine powers. Brother, do you know how strong I am now? My current strength has skyrocketed to the main god level, haha!"

Ye Qingcheng didn't speak, he took out an ancient soul talisman from the Tengyun ring, bent down and squatted down and bit his fingers, wetting the ancient talisman with blood.

"A weak ghost, do you want to save her?" Ye Jingyu said in a lonely voice.

"She's our mother. If you insist on killing her, kill me too. I'm just a fairy, and you're the Lord God on high, and it only takes a telekinesis to kill me. Ye Qingcheng said while refining the ancient talisman, and after a while, a blood-colored fireball ignited, and the faint ghost shadow of the red shadow was printed into the ancient soul talisman. This was the true soul cultivation technique, which he had learned from Mu Feiyang a long time ago.

However, she hadn't moved until he put away the talisman and stood up.

"Because I'm too weak, you don't want to kill me?"

"Not bad. Ye Jingyu showed a demonic smile and said, "I want to destroy this star field, and you are the last viewer, you can't die now." ”

The demon god who had been ignored by them made strange moves after Ye Jingyu appeared. He first fell to his knees like a lowly believer, and kept kowtowing his head. After Ye Jingyu approached, he slowly stood up and cautiously approached her, he stretched out his thin, dirty hand, trembling to touch her, and muttered: "Mother, mother......"

Ye Jingyu frowned, looked at him with extreme disgust, and said, "The incarnation of the Ten Thousand Daos, hmph, I will destroy you first!"

The moment she raised the gray fire spear, a violent divine power was immediately released.

Before Ye Qingcheng could react, he was directly affected by the divine power, and his body was immediately swept away by the divine power, turning into a series of crazy lightning, and was quickly scraped away.

In a few moments, on the sky dome ten miles away, thunder and lightning condensed together, and Ye Qingcheng's figure reappeared. His face was pale, his breathing was shriveled, and he stared in horror at a scene in the ancient square below.

The divine power released from Ye Jingyu's body, the square that stormed brutally, the surrounding rubble and corpses were crushed and shattered, and flew in all directions. The demon god seemed to be going against the wind, and he still smirked and tried to get closer to her.

"Whoa!!"

The gray fire spear turned into a gray lightning bolt and instantly broke away from Ye Jingyu's hand. However, the shocking thing is that the demon god is not as bad as he imagined, and in an instant, he habitually twists his head and dodges the attack of the fire spear. At the same time, he raised his hand and grabbed the fire spear.

The fire spear was in his hand, "sizzling" and smoking, and he didn't take this move seriously, and kept muttering things like "mother, mother".

The blood orb of misfortune on Ye Jingyu's forehead suddenly flashed, and at the same time, her face was full of anger. She took a few steps forward with a sharp teleportation, gripped the handle of the gray fire spear, and raised her foot to kick the demon god's abdomen.

"Bang !!!"

A circle of terrifying divine power swept out, and the demon god was kicked away, falling ten feet away, and falling to the ground in embarrassment.

At the same time, Ye Jingyu had already teleported to the Demon God's side, she raised her foot and stomped on his head fiercely, and then, fiercely, raised the fire spear and stabbed it brutally. "Whew!"

Bright red blood splattered out, and the demon god let out a painful wail. He was pierced through his body by the terrifying spear of fire, pinned to the square, struggling and howling in pain. Gray-red flames, for the first time, burned on him, covering his body.

Ye Qingcheng watched this scene from a distance, and there was a trace of pity in his heart. In fact, the demon god deserves death, but it is impossible for him to repent of killing him when he is crazy.

The ferocious gray fire became more and more violent, and it was not raised into a sea of fire, completely submerging the figure of the demon god, but his struggles and shouts continued.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Jingyu teleported to the Flame Throne and sat down like an invincible empress, staring at the sea of fire, revealing a cruel smile.

However, what Ye Qingcheng and Ye Jingyu didn't expect was that the Demon God, a precarious "dead tree", still maintained an unimaginable strength.

After a while, the mad cry of the demon god stopped, but there was not a pile of white bones in the gray fire. The flames of terror burned away the ragged skin on his body, and a thin, naked old man rose from the flames with unkempt hair.

Then, a gloomy, ancient atmosphere swept out leisurely. The demon god slowly pulled out the gray spear that pierced his body, and then, a dark red smoke escaped from his body, and they wrapped around his limbs and body like a dragon and snake, condensing into armor.

In the blink of an eye, an awe-inspiring figure appeared in his eyes. The demon god was wearing dark black armor, with a hideous red bone ghost dragon pattern behind his back, his claws were grabbing quietly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's not my mother, you are a scourge left over from death, you should be punished!"

Ye Qingcheng didn't know if the demon god had regained his senses, but the burning of the fire of calamity obviously aroused his hatred of death.

"Hmph, old ghost, do you know how serious the decline in your strength is?" Ye Jingyu stood up from the throne and said proudly: "I now have infinite divine power, and you, an old ghost, are only worthy of being a pinch of ashes in front of my divine might!"

Hearing the sound, Ye Qingcheng didn't think about it, he directly turned into a bolt of lightning and fled under the tree at great speed. What is about to break out is the battle between the main god and the Dao Ancestor, this kind of top-level battle, even the gods are not qualified to watch, let alone a thunder immortal. The power they unleashed while fighting could be wiped out at the slightest bit.

Therefore, when the fight started again, Ye Qingcheng had to flee at least 100,000 miles away to ensure absolute safety.

............

Ye Qingcheng fled directly from the treetops of the sacred tree to the desolate land under the tree.

On a towering barren cliff, Ye Qingcheng took out a pair of bones from the Tengyun Ring and placed them neatly on the ground. Behind him was a huge withered sacred tree, and the "crown" of the sacred tree was a pale gray spiritual mist that encompassed hundreds of thousands of miles of heavenly firmament. Because of the extremely heavy gray fog, he couldn't see the battle at the top of the tree. However, judging from the red lightning flashing from time to time at the extreme heights, and the sacred tree that vibrated from time to time, it was clear that the battle was still going on, and it would take a long time to end.

Ye Qingcheng didn't care about the outcome of the battle, his sister had become the Empress of Doom, and the Demon God was the greatest butcher of all time, so the two evils were just fighting. He is also not qualified to intervene in the battle, the only thing he can do is to resurrect his mother.

has his mother's bones, a little ghost of her, his own blood soul, and he is also proficient in a little ghost art, it is not difficult to resurrect his mother, this is the only thing he can do.

Although he can't sacrifice a god's body, he can still refine a temporary flesh and blood body for his mother.

He laid out his mother's bones and attached the ancient soul talisman to his skull. In an instant, the ancient talisman burned, turning into crimson blood and drenching the skull. Ye Qingcheng hurriedly sat down, folded his hands, and recited a lengthy ghost incantation.

In fact, the ghost spells and ghost techniques he knew were all learned from Mu Feiyang's ghost eye, because they were too chicken, and they had never been used. It wasn't until Roselle was killed that he rethought of this, but he didn't expect that it was his mother who was resurrected.

In the midst of the lengthy incantation, the yin wind suddenly howled above the barren cliff. Then, a circle of blood-colored fire ghosts suddenly rose up, enveloping the white bones. Ye Qingcheng pulled out the dagger and slashed his palm again, his blood turned into a blood snake, pouring into the scarlet ghost fire in a steady stream......

A few hours later, a pool of viscous blood appeared on the ancient cliff, which was gradually coagulating. There was no one on the edge of the blood pool, but there were three precious cheongsams made of silk neatly, one dark purple, one snow-white, and one silver-white.

At this moment, a naked woman suddenly appeared in the pool of blood, and she came out of the pool of blood, and her long wet hair was still dripping with blood. She saw the three beautiful cheongsams on the ground, smiled slightly, and said to herself: "This kid has the same fine mind as his father." ”

So, she chose a purple cheongsam and wore it on her body.

"Click!" a thunderclap shook the sky, and she looked up.

At this moment, huge black cracks opened on the top of the majestic sacred tree, and the entire sky fell apart in the fight. Red Shadow frowned, and then she turned her head around to find her son's figure.

A cloud of green smoke rose straight from the bottom of the cliff, and she immediately walked to the edge of the cliff and jumped down from it.

At the foot of the cliff, a bonfire was blazing, and a piece of jerky was roasting on it. Ye Qingcheng's body was thin, his face was ugly, grayish-white, without a trace of blood, he was very weak at this time, and he kept drinking.

After the red shadow fell, he stood up, looked at her graceful figure, and said with a smile: "Just like in my memory, my mother is still so beautiful." ”

"Why do you carry a woman's clothes with you, and they're all cheongsams?" said Akakage with a smile.

Ye Qingcheng didn't answer her, this sad topic is not suitable to talk about when his mother is reborn. In fact, these cheongsams were left for Luo Shen to change after she was reborn.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng hesitating, she didn't insist on asking, looked up at the miserable sky, and said, "Your sister is fighting with the demon god?"

"Now, she should be called the Empress of Doom. Ye Qingcheng said.

Red Shadow sat by the bonfire, Ye Qingcheng hurriedly condensed a silver spirit bowl, poured the wine full, and handed it to his mother, "Mother, taste the wine brewed by my third brother?"

"I gave birth to two more sons?" said Akakage as he took the bowl of wine and said in a thoughtful voice, "I don't know?"

"Hehe, there are two people who are sworn with me, the second brother is called Liu Beishui, the third brother is called Yu Chiyan, and there are seven other ...... who have formed an alliance," Ye Qingcheng said.

"Do you have a wife and children?" Akakage was most concerned about this.

"I have a wife, but I haven't had time to have children yet......"

At this time, they were no longer talking about the star field, the sacred tree, the common people, etc., in front of everything, they really realized how small they were, and the savior was just a phantom. In the end, it is worth cherishing your own small circle.

They talked for a long time, but they never talked about what was in front of them. Because they have given up hope, they only drink wine and eat meat, laughing about the past and trivialities. It's like a virtuous mother and a sensible son, who don't talk about any sad things. There is not much time left for them, and they have no time to grieve.

However, the immediate situation cannot be ignored.

Suddenly, his mother shed tears of remorse in front of him, and said: "If I choose again, I would like to stay in that small mountain town in Fengming Mountain for the rest of my life, and live an ordinary and quiet life with your father, you, and your sister...... You know? Your father is at my judgment table, he doesn't want to be resurrected no matter what, he reincarnates with hatred, and he doesn't give me any chance to make amends......"

"Dad is just a little warrior, he can't see as far as you, I don't know your-" Ye Qingcheng wanted to comfort her, but she stopped him.

"No, your dad sees it better than we do. He said that if you only look into the distance and don't know how to cherish the people in front of you, you will regret it in the end. As she spoke, the Red Shadow couldn't help herself and began to cry loudly.

Just when she was at her saddest, a deafening loud bang erupted from the sky.

A dead branch of the sacred tree, which was nearly 10,000 miles long and thousands of miles wide, suddenly broke off and fell from a position close to the treetops.

Then, a nearly 10,000-foot broken monument chased down from the gray clouds and mist.

"How could there be an ancient monument falling?" Ye Qingcheng said puzzled.

Red Shadow stopped crying bitterly, stared at the scene in the distance in a daze, and said, "That's the Demon God's Dao Monument." ”

"The Demon God has been defeated?" Ye Qingcheng stood up suddenly.

"No, it was your sister who was defeated. Red Shadow also stood up, looking up at the highest point of the heavenly dome.

I saw that on the top of the pale gray cloud, like a drop of blood spilling in, the reddish gray fire slowly spread. The Fire of Doom lost its restraint and began to burn wildly, trying to devour the hundreds of thousands of miles wide turbid spirit mist on the sacred tree!

"I could sense her. Red Shadow said distressedly, "She is now consumed by the fire of calamity, and she is struggling to support herself, and she is on the verge of death. However, our strength is too weak to rush into the fire of doom and give her the last relief. ”

As she spoke, Red Shadow burst into tears of pain again.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the western sky, a secluded, distant black hole, it was the most terrifying monster in the universe, it could capture and tear everything apart. Now, like a terrible, black hole in the eye, it was staring gloomily at this ancient continent.

"Mother, do you believe in fate?" he said distractedly.