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At this time, Huo Yuhao and Sea of Consciousness are being recharged.
The golden seawater surged and roared, setting off huge waves of hundreds of feet, and the golden light burst out from the deepest part of Sea of Consciousness.
It was a vitality he had never felt before, pouring into every inch of his meridians that were about to dry up.
Sacrifice.
Yes - only Sacrifice can produce such a huge change!
Wang Qiu'er is the person transformed by Emperor Auspicious Beast and Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
No matter how similar her appearance, personality, and emotions are to humans, her essence is ultimately Soul Beast.
It's Soul Beast. It will form Soul Ring after death. It can be absorbed by human Spirit Master after its cultivation reaches a bottleneck and become the basis for breakthrough.
But in the long life history of Soul Beast, there is another extremely special situation -
If a Soul Beast is willing to sacrifice itself and give everything without asking for anything in return, let itself become a human Soul Ring.
Then, the fusion between Soul Ring and Spirit Master it creates will reach a peak that no external force can reach.
By doing this, Soul Beast will not only lose its own life, but even its soul will be completely integrated into Spirit Master's soul and disappear forever.
That kind of integration method without asking for anything in return and sacrificing oneself is called--Sacrifice.
In order to save Huo Yuhao and prevent him from dying miserably after Sea of Consciousness burned, Wang Qiu'er chose the most decisive method.
At this moment, Long Zhanye's attack is coming.
That ball is a gray-white sphere compressed from pure Chaos Qi and containing the power of annihilation.
Like a miniature black hole, it was falling rapidly towards the erratic figure of Huo Yuhao.
But at this moment, Huo Yuhao was not as Luck as imagined, and he could not escape again.
That destructive energy, like thousands of invisible hands, began to gradually decompose his broken body, eating away at the last bit of luster in his life.
While Long Zhanye launched the attack, Supersonic Bionic Wings gathered behind him, and like a lightning bolt with murderous intent, he quickly approached Huo Yuhao.
He wants to quickly kill Huo Yuhao at the closest distance. Only in this way can it be possible to stop Wang Qiu'er Sacrifice.
At this time, the illusory Huo Yuhao's body became more erratic and was about to be completely annihilated by the overwhelming Chaos Power.
In this dead moment of Qian Jun--
Wang Qiu'er The golden light became extremely bright.
The light exploded suddenly, opening a gap between Long Zhanye and Chaos Power.
Long Zhanye saw this and advanced instead of retreating.
He shouted loudly and thrust his hands between the two.
His fingers were like hooks, trying to tear apart the merging golden light and shadow of Huo Yuhao and Wang Qiu'er.
His fingertips were embedded in the light, and he tore it off to both sides with force, causing veins to pop out and muscles to stretch.
But the moment his power collided with the golden light of Sacrifice--
The auras of the three people were strangely and irreversibly integrated.
Long Zhanye, Huo Yuhao, Wang Qiu'er, three completely different lives were forcibly twisted into a rope in the golden light of Wang Qiu'er Sacrifice.
In an instant, the three people in one body emitted an extremely bright golden light that seemed to come from the sun.
That light penetrated the thickest darkness before dawn, penetrated the surging Wu Yun, penetrated the earth, and shot straight into the sky.
At this moment, there is only that light between heaven and earth.
In this huge light, Huo Yuhao's erratic body that was about to dissipate began to solidify.
His outline reappeared from nothingness, and the burned-out Sea of Consciousness reappeared in the waves.
The vitality injected into his body by Wang Qiu'er is repairing every inch of his dying meridians at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His Sea of Consciousness has also regained its former glory. The golden sea water reflects the top of the head, which is deep and mysterious.
His Soul Power also became like a deep pool, unable to see the bottom.
Long Zhanye can also feel the unparalleled drastic changes taking place in his body.
He felt as if there was something extra in his body -
An indescribable, tangible and insubstantial thing, engraved deep in his soul, yet closely connected with himself.
That's... the soul!
It is the soul after Wang Qiu'er Sacrifice, which has entered the body of Long Zhanye!
Long Zhanye then felt the Soul Power in him rising crazily.
His power has also risen to an unprecedented level, that is, Golden Dragon Bloodline?!
The overbearing Golden Dragon Bloodline that belongs exclusively to Wang Qiu'er is now blending with his own Qilin Arm!
Long Zhanye and Huo Yuhao, two enemies who once fought to the death, are now exuding an indescribable and brilliant golden halo.
That is not the light of Soul Tool, not the light of Martial Soul, but - Power of Fate.
The thread of fate that had entangled the three of them for several years was now completely spread out, cut off, and rewoven in the golden light of Wang Qiu'er Sacrifice.
I saw a halo quietly appearing on Huo Yuhao--
It was a rose gold Soul Ring, quietly surrounding the vacant position of his Sixth Soul Ring.
At the same time, there were five other Soul Rings. This was already the third strange Soul Ring that appeared on Huo Yuhao.
The shiny white Million-Year Soul Ring, the orange Golden Soul Ring representing Spirit Soul Snow Empress, plus the rose gold Ring of Fate in front of you!
Three completely different Soul Ring are slowly rotating around Huo Yuhao.
He is like a being from another world, not Spirit Master of the Douluo Continent.
And Long Zhanye's head, the piece of Demon Eye Demon Tree Head Spirit Bone that had followed him for several years, suddenly lit up.
The light was not reddish or blood-colored, but a deep rose gold color that he had never seen before.
Then, a piece of Head Spirit Bone of the same color, glowing with glazed luster, appeared in his consciousness out of thin air and slowly floated towards him.
At this time, Long Zhanye felt a huge sense of absurdity in his heart.
He knows that one Spirit Master can only absorb one piece of Spirit Bone in the same part.
But before he could react, the rose gold Head Spirit Bone was like a living thing, suddenly invading his head.
Fusing crazily with his skull, with his Sea of Consciousness, and with his soul.
Long Zhanye Then I discovered--
This rose gold skull is devouring the original Demon Eye Demon Tree Skull in an overbearing and unreasonable way.
That Hundred-Thousand-Year Demon Eye Demon Tree Skull, the moment it came into contact with this rose gold skull.
It actually began to gradually melt and disintegrate, as if it had been assimilated by a higher-level force, not even the dregs were left.
Finally--
All the golden light has completely integrated into their bodies.
The Light of Fate that burst out from Wang Qiu'er and illuminated the entire world slowly converged.
The fast-moving light group finally stopped and slowly fell to the ground.
Long Zhanye blocked Sacrifice from Wang Qiu'er, but failed to completely block it.
Power of Fate was torn apart between him and Huo Yuhao--
The vitality behind Wang Qiu'er Sacrifice and Soul Ring flowed to Huo Yuhao along the rope of fate, saving his life and creating his rose gold Soul Ring.
And her Spirit Bone and soul poured into Long Zhanye's body, blended into his skull, and blended into his soul.
In the end, the unique Power of Fate of Wang Qiu'er was evenly divided between Huo Yuhao and Long Zhanye.
At this time, Huo Yuhao's Soul Power Level suddenly reached level 70, while six Soul Ring carried level 70 cultivation.
Long Zhanye has reached level eighty, and seven Soul Ring have reached level eighty.
Both of them made an unprecedented and qualitative leap in the sweep of this torrent of fate.
Thunder rolled in the sky, like the wheels of an ancient chariot rolling across the sky.
In an instant, strong winds were blowing, sand and rocks were flying, mountains were shaking, and lightning flashed continuously in the sky, tearing the sky apart and illuminating the earth palely.
The sound of rolling thunder seemed to shatter the entire world.
Is that thunder mourning the passing of Three-Eyed Golden Lion, or beating the war drum for the fight between two people whose fate is in the palm of their hands?
No one knows. Only the wind is whistling tirelessly.