In the cemetery of the dead, in the dark golden sac-shaped object shaped like a placenta, Bi Yu's whole person was like a baby in his mother's body, curled up into a ball.

The hair on his whole body disappeared, and his skin, muscles, bones, and five internal organs gradually became perfect in the process of rupturing and reorganizing again and again.

The body is almost flawless, and the realm of the Doomsday Battle Body Vientiane Realm is also gradually improving, and it has broken through to the huge power of six hundred elephants, and it is still slowly improving.

His heart, every time it beats, there will be a large amount of purple-gold blood flowing all over his body, and even as time passes, this purple-gold color is slowly becoming deeper, as if absorbing the dark gold blood outside the body, gradually transitioning to the dark gold.

The blood droplets had already awakened, and he was stimulated by this rich and powerful king's blood, but he didn't even have a trace of soul power, even if he could sense that Bi Yu's condition was extremely dangerous now, he couldn't do anything about it.

Even he tried to make a voice to remind Bi Yu, but his voice was too weak, even if it sounded in Bi Yu's head, he couldn't wake up Bi Yu, who had fallen into a coma.

Moreover, with each shout, he felt tired and deepened, as if he were about to fall asleep again, and he had to give up this futile act.

"You are the Emperor of Yin, you are me, I am you, we are one"

Every time his heart beats, there will be demonic sounds around him, this voice has a strange frequency, it seems to be in the same rhythm as Bi Yu's heartbeat, making his vague consciousness in the coma feel extremely kind.

"I am the Emperor of Yin, I am the Emperor of Yin"

This sentence kept echoing in his mind, and then there were some fragmentary pictures. In his mind, it seemed to be a fragment of memory.

There are some snippets in it. It was a period that made Bi Yu feel strange and familiar.

The people who appeared around him were dressed in quaint and traditional fine robes similar to his own. These people all called him junior brother, and some even called out his name, Jiu Sheng.

It was a beautiful time, the sky and the ground seemed to be connected, the clouds were steaming everywhere, and huge islands were floating in the air, connected like a string of pearl necklaces.

People shuttle from island to island, and some people ride cranes. Some people are riding in flying boats, while others are walking in the air, with long sleeves fluttering, so chic.

"Brother Jiusheng. ”

A crisp and pleasant female voice came from behind, Bi Yu subconsciously turned his head, he felt that he was excited, excited, as if he had a dream.

The fragrance blows on her face, and a girl with long hair tied into long braids. Jumping and laughing, she ran around, and behind the girl, a series of clouds rolled, shining in the light of the sun in the distance. It looks so colorful and gorgeous.

The girl's eyebrows are as soft as catkins, and her big eyes are like amber colors, which is intoxicating.

I don't know why. The girl was like a dream, and Bi Yu found that he could only see the woman's eyebrows. This woman's eyes, everything else. It's all vague.

He even seemed to have forgotten the name of the woman who made him feel so cordial that he subconsciously reached out to hug her.

"Jiusheng Jiusheng Jiusheng"

The picture was shattered, the fairyland-like floating islands disappeared, the colorful clouds also disappeared, and the girl disappeared together, making Bi Yu's heart throb inexplicably.

"Who is she?"

As soon as such a question arose, Bi Yu felt a sharp pain in his mind, as if there was a saw constantly cutting, wanting to split his whole person into two halves.

Countless picture clips, like the rushing water rushing forward, are changing rapidly.

He saw a heroic man, holding a woman with soft eyebrows and amber eyes, roaring in the sky, the man's eyes glaring at the colorful sky, golden pupils, and bloody tears.

His heart was trembling, this strange picture, but it was so familiar, it made his heart ache.

But in an instant, the picture shattered.

In another scene, a middle-aged man and woman who look like a couple angrily reprimand, followed by a group of black-armored guards, slaughtered on the other side, a group of forces like gods and demons.

There was a grim figure, sitting in the dark sky, and behind it, the cold moon seemed to be eclipsed.

Under this figure seat, there was a huge dark throne, pressing on the top of everyone's heads, like a mountain of ten thousand feet, as if it was the master of all the forces.

"Bi Yuan, Xin Lengchan, die!"

The cold figure said this in a low voice, and the battle in the dark of the sky was completely launched.

Bi Yu's heart hurt even more, a sharp pain like tearing, this picture was familiar to him, but it was so unfamiliar.

This gradual strangeness made his heart tremble and hurt.

"Bi Yu Jiusheng Bi Yu Jiusheng"

Countless pictures are intertwined, there is a heroic man Jiu Sheng, and a stubborn young man Bi Yu, as if two people who do not know each other know each other, knowing each other because of each other, and cherishing each other because of understanding.

"Who am I? Who am I?"

Bi Yu had a feeling that he was about to completely dissect his head, and his heart was torn into countless parts, half filled by Jiu Sheng, and half filled by Bi Yu.

But in the end, there was an extra woman in these pictures out of thin air.

The woman had soft eyebrows, amber eyes, and a beautiful name, Yue Xiaoxuan.

"I'm Yue Xiaoxuan?"

Thoughts, completely confused, he entered a familiar scene again, warm, and cruel, he became Yue Xiaoxuan.

"Ahh

Bi Yu let out a terrible scream.

He felt that there were suddenly two other people in his soul, as if one person's soul had been divided into three parts.

It seems that at this moment, there are three souls of heaven and earth, only one soul belongs to himself, this soul is the soul of life, and the heavenly soul belongs to Jiusheng, and the earth soul belongs to Yue Xiaoxuan.

Even the seven spirits gradually became strange.

"His grandfather's, what kind of method is this is finished, this seems to involve the way of the soul, how can the Yin Emperor cast a method that implies the way of the soul.

This is even more terrible than taking away, this is directly occupying the magpie's nest, without destroying a person's soul, into his soul

If he succeeds by the Yin Emperor, even if Bi Yu does not die, his soul is still there, but Bi Yu will also become the Yin Emperor, the Yin Emperor, that is, Bi Yu. ”

In the space of the Shattered Doomsday Realm, the blood droplets were a little frightened.

With his knowledge, although he couldn't feel what happened to Bi Yu in detail, he could also see some clues, how could he not be afraid at this moment.

If the Yin Emperor finally became Bi Yu, he would definitely be able to feel his existence.

The Yin Emperor is such a big man, if he has any bad thoughts about him, he is simply more uncomfortable than death.

In comparison, Bi Yu, the yellow-haired boy, is much easier to get along with.

"His grandfather's, unknown mysterious and great existence, the original deity, oh not the original small desire for profit, wanted to take away this kid, but was suppressed by you.

Now there is another thousand-year-old tortoise son bastard, who wants to be bad for this kid

Great existence, please hurry up, like suppressing the small one, suppressing the thousand-year-old turtle son bastard. ”

The blood droplets were simply desperate, and they actually worshipped religiously, but the Shattered Doomsday Realm was indifferent to this at all. (To be continued.) )