A disciple is rewarded ten thousand times, and a master never hides his secrets. Chapter 1003: Son of the Emperor, Bei Wang thought of this, and Ye Qiu was instantly excited.

When Emperor Zhenwu first proposed the idea of ​​using blood to cultivate the Tao, he had already done this calculation.

When one reaches the highest level by cultivating the way of blood, one can realize the ability of immortality. Every drop of blood contained in the body is a brand new life.

Therefore, in theory, as long as a drop of Ye Qiucun's blood remains between heaven and earth, he can be revived again, even if his physical body is no longer there.

This idea is a calculation idea of ​​Emperor Zhenwu, but in fact he doesn't know whether it can be achieved.

But now, Ye Qiu seems to have seen a new bright road, right in front of him.

It can be done!

This Blood Bodhi contains powerful vitality and inherently has the power of immortality. Once it is fused with the blood in your own body, you can possess this magical ability.

"Haha, God help me! Since God has given me this opportunity, I won't be polite."

Eternal life?

It seems that the key to solving the robbery is here!

Ye Qiu gradually became excited. At this moment, he could no longer care about much.

In that cave, the five mysterious people from the other side of the world have been completely restrained by No Brains.

They have no chance to deal with them, and this Blood Bodhi is so close, who else can stop him?

Immediately, without any hesitation, Ye Qiu stretched out his hand and directly took away the Blood Bodhi from the blood pool.

Suddenly, in the darkness, a scarlet bloody knife suddenly slashed from above.

Ye Qiu was shocked and had no choice but to retract his hand. If he was delayed for even one second, his arm would be cut off in an instant.

After coming back to his senses, Ye Qiu's eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent, and he looked coldly into the mist.

Only a man wearing a white robe and a noble face appeared in the screen.

His temperament is very unique, like a superior god, giving people a feeling that they cannot be looked directly at.

What's even more terrifying is that his pair of bloody knives exuding shocking ferocity exudes a strong imperial aura.

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment.

"Human race?"

"No, it's not the human race..."

At first glance, Ye Qiu thought he was a descendant of the human race, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that he was not a human race.

There is a pair of dragon horns on his head, and silver rune scales are revealed on the surface of his skin.

"Who are you?"

He is very strong. Ye Qiu stared coldly and said.

This person's strength seems to be even stronger than that of He Yi, the previous Taoist Master of Heaven.

He gives people a very strong sense of oppression, which is more like the repressive force coming from blood.

A god who is too high to climb.

Faced with Ye Qiu's question, Emperor Ziwang Beiwang did not answer, but looked at everything in the cave with cold eyes.

It seems that in his eyes, all the people in this cave are just ants, and they cannot interest him at all.

Looking at the five people confronting No Brain, Bei Wang frowned and locked his eyes on the mysterious man.

"Is it you?"

He recognized the identity of the mysterious man, with a bit of surprise and astonishment in his tone.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiu was not in a hurry to take action, but wanted to take a look, because he also wanted to know where the man in black robe came from.

"Haha, who do I think it is? It turns out that the emperor's son has arrived."

Seeing that Bei Wang recognized his identity, the man in black robe sneered.

"Why are you here?"

Obviously, Beiwang didn't care about his rudeness. At this moment, he was more concerned about why the other party was here.

What is his purpose?
Chapter completed!