Chapter 1198 Legacy

"It's enough."

Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head helplessly.

At this point in the battle, everyone had played their cards, and the last blow of the Quandi Emperor severely damaged the King of Beidi and Ningxiachuan.

It should have been a result of all four sides being defeated, but under the reversal of the Quandi Emperor, he stood to the end.

"We may have greatly underestimated the height of the Quandi man." Ye Fan patted the Qiongqi beside him and stood up with difficulty.

The decisiveness of the Quandi Emperor is just as he said, the emperor is ruthless and absolutely calm.

He chose to conquer, and he never changed his mind for a moment, whether it was the accusations of Qixi or Qiongqi, or the obstruction of the heroes. Facing a strong enemy, he burst out with all his strength, and his first move was an absolutely powerful crushing posture, crushing the confidence of all the rebels with the posture of an emperor.

The rebirth that was finally obtained ended in a whimper. He didn't sigh for a moment, and made his own judgment in an instant, so that he, who had a close relationship with Qiongqi and Qixi, could get the maximum benefit.

If it were anyone else, there would be no way to make such a decision under such ups and downs.

"He is a person..." Qiongqi was quiet for a rare moment. It was smart and could naturally understand the deep meaning of Quandi's actions.

Back to the original argument, from the perspective of Quandi, he was right, and his strength proved that he could do everything he said.

It's just that everyone has different paths after all. What they want is a living human race with flesh and blood.

"Forget it, the people are gone, right or wrong, it's meaningless." Soon, Qiongqi shook his head and carried Ye Fan on his back: "Clean up the battlefield, it's time for us to harvest."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded after hearing this, and on the side, the Mingxin Sect Master who survived the battle came over, "Ye Fan, what about the three young men?"

"Which three?" Ye Fan turned his head, "People from Pingliuxing."

"The demons took the King of Beidi away, but left them behind." Mingxin Sect Master said, he was also seriously injured, but it seemed that his condition seemed to be better than Ye Fan.

"These few people..." Ye Fan murmured slightly, "Let Qianhe and the others send them back to Nanchuan and lock them up first."

"Lock them up?" The leader of Mingxin Sect was stunned, but did not say much. He just took a few people and went away.

He had no intention of gaining anything. He came to help only because of the teachings of Mingxin Sect and fought for the people of the world. Now that the war is over, he will return.

Just like the battle of Nuxing.

"The old thief Dujia is not dead yet." Qiongqi suddenly said. The man and the beast looked over and saw Dujia, who was like a dry bone, kneeling in the wind and sand, with his head lowered and motionless.

Click, click.

Footsteps sounded, and Dujia heard the sound and slowly raised his head. In his sunken eye sockets, his eyeballs were almost shrunk, and his whole face was no longer human, and his appearance was dry and scary.

"Ye... Fan..."

Seeing Ye Fan coming in front of him, he opened his mouth, but his hoarse throat could not make more sounds.

"You, a fellow, have done so many evil things, and you deserve this fate."

Ye Fan squatted in front of Dujia, whose vitality had already burned out. Staying here at this moment was the last light of a candle in the wind.

"It's a pity that those who were resurrected by you will also go with you. Father Dong and Jianyi, they shouldn't die like this."

"Where's the soul-calling pennant? Give it to me."

As he said that, Ye Fan reached out to take it, but Dujia moved his arm dryly and blocked his hand.

"No."

"What? Can you still stop me?" Looking at Dujia's movements, Ye Fan frowned.

"There... there..." Dujia raised his hand and pointed to the place where the Quandi collapsed and turned into a light spot.

"What?" Ye Fan looked at that place, slightly focused, and then saw a small ball of light buried in the mud and sand.

"Is there anything..."

With doubt, Ye Fan stood up and walked towards the small ball of light.

The light ball was only the size of a fist, covered by wind and sand. If it hadn't been pointed out by Dujia, it would have been easy to ignore.

"Where did this thing come from?" Ye Fan picked up the light ball and didn't feel anything when he touched it. He frowned even more.

"Touch..." Dujia's voice came again from afar.

"Touch? Let me touch it." Hearing this, Ye Fan looked at the light ball with some doubts.

He didn't dare to listen to Dujia's words, and this light ball was left by the Quan Emperor, so maybe there was something mysterious about it.

"I seem to know what this is." Qiongqi suddenly spoke and said firmly: "Ye Fan boy, touch it with your forehead."

"Press..." Qiongqi also said so, and Ye Fan was relieved. He leaned over and gently touched it.

Pop.

When his forehead touched the light ball, the surface of the light ball immediately spread out like a lake, and then it was lightly broken and turned into many light spots that poured into Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan's body froze, as if frozen, and many warm currents flowed into his body, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everything happened in a flash, and when Ye Fan reacted, the light ball was gone, and he seemed to have not changed at all.

"What is that light ball?" Ye Fan looked at Qiongqi on the side.

"What we talked about at the beginning." Qiongqi replied, looking at Ye Fan, "The legacy of the Quan Emperor."

"Legacy!" Ye Fan asked hurriedly: "What is it? His skills? Or beast control? Or treasure?"

"None of them." Qiongqi shook his head and just stared at the time and space dragon mark on Ye Fan's arm, which was also the symbol of Ye Fan's beast control space.

"The legacy is the key to mastering that weapon."

"That... Holy King Halberd?" Ye Fan was startled.

The most critical factor for them to defeat Quandi was that the Holy King Halberd was intercepted by him. Quandi failed to return to the true peak state, so he was dragged to death by them.

He didn't know how strong the blessing of a weapon made of the power of faith would be, but it was foreseeable that it would be a terrifying increase.

"Is this also a gift left by Quandi?" Connecting everything, Ye Fan's heart was in turmoil again, and he took out the Holy King Halberd.

Snap.

Holding the Holy King Halberd again, the former heaviness was gone, replaced by a clear and light feeling.

That feeling was wonderful, as if his arm had been extended.

"Can it be activated?" Holding the Holy King Halberd and waving it once or twice, Ye Fan's eyes were already filled with joy. As soon as the idea of ​​activation arose in his mind, the light of the Holy King Halberd had already lit up.

"For the cause of the empire, we are willing to die!"

Many voices sounded, but they all shouted the same cry at the same time. The dazzling light rushed towards Ye Fan, and countless figures flashed among them.

In just a moment, Ye Fan's aura was infinitely elevated. The power of faith from the Holy King's Halberd quickly pushed his strength to an unimaginable height.

"This..." Everything around him was completely different in his eyes, and the surprise in Ye Fan's eyes was hard to hide.

This is what they said at the beginning. The addition of the Holy King's Halberd is addition. The huge power of faith can make him instantly have a combat power that exceeds that of a half-emperor and reaches transcendence.

"Hehehe..."

Just when Ye Fan activated the Holy King's Halberd, Du Jia, who had been staring at Ye Fan, suddenly laughed. His laughter was hoarse, but it seemed to be a bit free and easy and fulfilled.

"He died... and you... became him..."

"Hehehe..."

After laughing, the light in Dujia's eyes quickly went out, and his whole body froze there in a dry and ugly manner.

This disciple of Zi Tianzun was completely dead at this point.