C881 I seem to have changed too much before!

Yue Lan couldn't help but reveal her true thoughts.

"Sacred Master, I've come this time to obtain the reincarnation of a Sacred Master so that I could return to the Sacred Palace to inherit his legacy. I can exterminate the Silver Moon and allow the glory of my Blood Moon to shine throughout the world …"

After speaking, Yue Lan's eyes cleared and her expression changed abruptly. She looked at Ye Qingfeng, who was in front of her with incomparable fear.

"You are very honest and very thoughtful." Ye Qingfeng was now very satisfied with his own words and power.

At this moment, a chill ran down Yue Lan's spine as she broke out in a cold sweat. With a trembling voice, she said, "Please spare me, Saint Lord!"

"To be honest, I don't think much of the Holy Lord's inheritance of the Blood Moon. Do you want to receive it?"

Yue Lan was stunned, as if she felt some kind of hope. She couldn't help but excitedly say, "Saint Lord, Yue Lan wants it!"

"You are very honest." Ye Qingfeng said indifferently: "Unfortunately, although I do not fancy that legacy, I will not give you trash like you. So, go ahead and commit suicide."

Yue Lan's pupils shrank. Suicide!

He was infuriated. He had actually been tricked and played by the reincarnation of a Holy Lord.

In the next moment, he felt that his hands were unable to obey him and that they were pinching his neck with great strength. Despite his strong will, he was frightened to find out that everything had been in vain, and he could only endure the pain as he heard the sounds of his neck breaking.

Blood Moon had a strong life force, and although his neck was broken, and his arteries were bleeding profusely, this was still unable to kill a Blood Moon with a second sky of Unfettered Realm.

His neck was broken, but then he felt that his hands, which had lost control of themselves, were still gripping onto his neck tightly, as if he was trying to pull out his entire head from its roots like a carrot.

Wait!

Didn't he always like to use this kind of method on others? Who would have thought that today's method of death would be used on him?

Following the spray of a pool of blood, a ball of dragon flame shot out from Ye Qingfeng's palm, causing the corpse of the Blood Moon to instantly turn into ashes.

Suddenly, he began to feel pain. His head felt bloated.

Ten minutes later, he was feeling conflicted.

Ma!

Was he the Martial God Ye Qingfeng or the Blood Moon's Holy Master, Yue Under Heaven?

The extra memories were the memories of when the Holy Master of the Blood Moon, Under Heaven, lived in the Blood Moon. There were also many memories of when he trained her clan's Goddess to be ingrained in her memories.

"I didn't expect the world to change so much … Is the world me? "

Ye Qingfeng shook his head and muttered: "Who cares about him, I am only Ye Qingfeng. Whether it is in my previous life or the previous one, I am only Ye Qingfeng now."

For a moment, his mind was cool and refreshing. The sound of shackles breaking rang out within his body as the dragon aura within his body grew stronger. The Yuan Qi between Heaven and Earth rushed into his body.

At the same time, above the moon, inside the Blood Moon's Divine Palace.

The dignified and graceful Elder Tianwu had a complicated expression on his face. Looking at the two halves of Yue Jue's palm, water trickled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Under Heaven! Are you really that heartless!? Do you, who have recovered your memory, abandon your compatriots just like that? Are you going to abandon me too!? "

"Under Heaven! You forced me to do this! "

The Heavenly Sacrifice Elder clenched her fist and gnashed her teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with determination and anger.

Besides, although Ye Qingfeng didn't like the extra memories of the Blood Moon's Holy Master, the secret techniques and many heaven stage secret skills were very interesting.

It was as if all of this was branded into his soul. As long as he wanted to use it, he could freely display it.

"So, I might really have become too …" Ye Qingfeng's heart was filled with complex emotions as he watched a blood-colored moonlight appear from a few hundred kilometers away and shatter a small mountain.