Chapter 3089: Death Struggle!

"not good!"

"Junior Sister Fan!!"

…

Shocked and angry voices suddenly erupted among the eldest brother and the others. No one expected that Fan Qinghui, who was fine just a moment ago, would suddenly undergo such a drastic change! !

Senior Brother Shi Tian immediately rushed towards Fan Qinghui, and at this moment Fan Qinghui began to tremble violently, his face was distorted, his hands were tightly covering his forehead, and his whole body seemed to be in extreme pain!

But the senior brother directly suppressed her and locked her in place!

"Junior Sister Fan! Cheer up!"

Zhan Qingchen also rushed over and caught Fan Qinghui!

Click! !

Before Luo Beihuang, who was lying on the ground, had time to smile, he groaned again, and his other arm was also stepped on by Ba Lao!

However, during the whole process, Ye Wuque remained motionless, standing there and watching quietly.

"Is this your last resort?"

Ye Wuque looked down at Luo Beihuang with an expressionless face, seemingly not surprised at all by Fan Qinghui's sudden change, as if he had known about it for a long time.

"Hehehehe... Junior brother, are you still so calm and collected now? Aren't you curious? You have obviously saved her soul, but why is she still under my control?"

Luo Beihuang raised his head shaking slightly, looked at Ye Wuque and smiled slyly.

But Ye Wuque said calmly without changing his expression: "I don't know, and I'm not interested, because what I know is that Senior Sister Fan is fine..."

Buzz! !

The moment Ye Wuque finished speaking, a blazing golden light suddenly appeared on Fan Qinghui's covered forehead, shrouding her like a little sun!

Fan Qinghui, who was originally in agony, suddenly stopped shaking and her expression returned to normal. She felt a sense of boundless warmth and majesty, and no longer felt any discomfort.

Poof!

With another flash of blazing golden light on his forehead, a weak dark golden snake-like thing slowly flew out from Fan Qinghui's forehead, was imprisoned by the golden light, and finally fell into Ye Wuque's hands.

Holding the dark golden snake-like thing with two fingers, Ye Wuque didn't even look at it, but just pinched it with two fingers!

This little dark golden snake-like thing was immediately crushed to pieces by Ye Wuque!

Luo Beihuang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly trembled all over, groaned several times in succession, and his whole person suddenly became a lot more unreal!

This dark golden snake-like thing is the power of Luo Beihuang's soul!

Not surprisingly, after entering the Meteor Dead Tomb and separated from Ba Lao, Emperor Luo Bei quietly separated part of his soul power from his body and attached it to Fan Qinghui, laying down a back-up move.

But he didn't expect that Ye Wuque's power was beyond Luo Beihuang's expectation. He had kept Fan Qinghui's last move until now, and he didn't expect that Ye Wuque would break it as soon as he launched it!

"I have left the power of the soul in every senior brother and sister. You want to plot against them, do you think it is possible?"

Ye Wuque spoke calmly and revealed a fact that made Luo Beihuang's abyss-like eyes flash slightly!

"What a trick! What a scheming idea! So before, you deliberately publicly said that you left a ray of soul power in Shi Tian's body, but it was actually just a cover-up?"

Emperor Luo Bei smiled slyly again.

Ye Wuque didn't answer, just looked at him lightly, but facts speak louder than words.

In Ye Wuque's heart, he had never underestimated Emperor Luo Bei and regarded him as a formidable enemy, so he took every step cautiously and had countless extra thoughts without any arrogance.

"I know that Mr. Ba is obviously filled with murderous intent, but why don't you destroy this soul clone of yours immediately?"

When Ye Wuque's voice sounded again, Luo Beihuang's eyes flashed again.

"because……"

boom! ! !

Ba Lao suddenly took action and fanned a place in the void with one hand. The place suddenly cracked, and at the same time, Ye Wuque's Immortal River Storm enveloped it like a vast expanse of heaven!

Suddenly, the void there shattered, and a bloody vortex emerged out of thin air, with a dark golden candle wrapped in it! !

The candle flame on the dark golden candle jumped and burned spontaneously!

But under the shroud of the Immortal River Storm, Ba Lao's power instantly tore through the bloody vortex. When the lying Luo Beihuang's pupils suddenly shrank, he grabbed the dark golden candle and pulled it out of the crack in the void. Come out! !

The whole process is almost at its peak and completed in one go! !

"I have to say that you hid it very well. In order to confuse us, you even took the initiative to expose half of your soul power and turned it into a soul clone. But do you really think that I didn't find out where the rest of your normal soul power went?"

"You said it yourself, now I am a transcendent soul saint. Do you think you can hide it?"

"Besides, even the falling star spirit that you defeated can still possess a bloody vortex, how about you?"

Taking the dark golden candle from Ba Lao's hand, Ye Wuque spoke coldly to the burning candle on the dark golden candle.

Bang! !

At this moment, Ba Lao had already crushed the Luo Bei Huang who was lying on the ground, killing him completely! !

The next moment, a strange scene appeared!

I saw a face slowly emerging from the dancing candlelight on the dark golden candle in Ye Wuque's hand. It was the face of Emperor Luo Bei!

This dark golden candle contains the remaining half of Emperor Luo Bei’s soul power!

This is his final trump card!

"Okay, okay... Junior Brother, this time, I really convince you!"

In the candlelight, Emperor Luobei looked up to the sky and smiled!

"You have long seen through the soul clone that was only half of the soul power, and you took the opportunity to follow the clues and sensed the remaining half of my soul power without making a sound, and finally pulled me out!"

"Such means! Such a scheme! Junior brother, I am looking forward to the day when my real body meets you..."

Luo Beihuang's smile became more and more weird.

"Don't worry, I will. By then, your real body will die a hundred times more miserably than now."

Ye Wuque's voice was like frozen ice.

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Want to kill me? Who can kill me except myself? Junior brother, you are indeed very smart, but now I haven't...had enough fun!!"

Boom! !

The dark golden candle exploded instantly, and the candlelight went out. Luo Beihuang actually blew up the remaining half of his soul power in a weird way!

Swish, swish, swish!

Eight dark golden snakes appeared in the void instantly, flying towards eight people at high speed! !

"Death struggle! Immortal River Storm!!"

Ye Wuque snorted coldly, and the Immortal River Storm suddenly surged out, enveloping everyone including Ba Lao!