"Second senior brother has fought against the Sword God?"
Hearing this, the figure of his second senior brother appeared in Ye Dong's mind. The one who condensed his whole life of swordsmanship into four sword moves. The one who made him unable to compete with just his sword intention. The white-clothed Shengxue, the black-haired one.
The handsome man is flying, embracing the ancient sword on his chest, but there is always a trace of lingering hesitation and melancholy in his eyes!
"We fought, but unfortunately I couldn't see it with my own eyes. I only know that the second senior brother lost in the end. Otherwise, the current sword god would be the second senior brother."
"Second senior brother lost?"
Ye Dong was a little unable to accept this fact. He had personally experienced the powerful sword power of his second senior brother, which could completely destroy the world. To be unfilial, I am afraid that even his master, Demon Emperor Brahma, might not be able to defeat him simply by virtue of his swordsmanship.
He was the opponent of the second senior brother, but he actually lost to the Sword God. How strong should the Sword God be?
"Well, I heard it from other gods, but there seems to be some hidden secret in it!"
Xiao Wuqing's face also showed a trace of memory. He clearly remembered that after he became the God of Death, he tried every means to find out the news about his two senior brothers and master who were exploring his blood prison. Unexpectedly, under the influence of other gods,
He actually learned from his mouth that the second senior brother had fought against the Sword God.
Although the second senior brother lost, as long as the second senior brother's name is mentioned, any god who has witnessed that battle will have a trace of appreciation and admiration from the bottom of his heart in his eyes. On the contrary, the sword god does not enjoy this kind of
The treatment, this shows that the second senior brother definitely did not lose because of his lack of strength!
It's a pity that no matter how much I search, I can't find out the real reason why the second senior brother was defeated!
As for the whereabouts of the second senior brother, it is no longer possible to find out, as if he has disappeared from the world!
There is also Master. Although clues about Master continue to appear, every time I pursue these clues with hope, I end up with nothing...
"No, why do I think of these boring things again!"
Suddenly, Xiao Qingqing frowned, a light flashed in his eyes, and the trace of reminiscence on his face disappeared instantly, and the gentle smile returned, but there was obviously a chill behind the smile.
"In short, in the Battle of Gods, all the gods, including the most powerful Taoist gods, cannot come in person, only clones can come. And the reason why I tell you this is that I don't want you to die among those gods.
In my hands, only I can take your life; secondly, I hope you can grasp the battle with the god's clone. This is a great opportunity for you to improve your strength. Otherwise, this game will not be fun!"
Ye Dong was suddenly awakened by Xiao Qingqing's words, and blurted out: "What game!"
The smile on Xiao Qingqing's face became even thicker, but this time, what was revealed behind the smile was no longer the cold air, but the endless and unintentional death air. Especially in his eyes, there were two...
A bloody skull: "I don't want other gods to grow stronger, and the best solution is to kill the supplements they like. Most of them seem to be your friends, so if you want to save them, just
You have to find them before me!"
"Anyway, I am your third senior brother after all, so I will give you three days. During these three days, I will first kill those people who have nothing to do with you. After three days, I will kill you.
Friends, junior brother, let’s see who of us is faster, remember, in three days, the game between you and me will officially begin!”
After the words fell, Xiao Wuqing smiled slightly, the space around him automatically split open, and he stepped in.
"you dare!"
Ye Dong suddenly let out an angry roar. He didn't even care about Xia Mingzhu in his arms. He took a step forward and raised his fist to hit Xiao Wuqing hard.
However, it was a step too late after all. Ye Dong's punch only hit the already healed air.
"Xiao Wuqing, if you dare to touch my friend, I will definitely kill you!"
"I gave you two chances, but you have no chance!"
"Xiao Wuqing!"
Ye Dong raised his head to the sky and let out a roar that was almost like a dragon's roar, which made the whole world tremble, but Xiao Qingqing's voice no longer sounded, he had really left.
"Mingzhu, I have wronged you for the time being!"
Ye Dong gently pointed on Xia Mingzhu's eyebrows, causing her to fall into a deeper drowsiness, and then put her into the world of love. Then he hurriedly opened the jade slip that Xia Mingyue gave him, and his spiritual thoughts began
He quickly searched for the whereabouts of his friends and brothers in various worlds in the Fengshen Realm.
The change in Xiao Qingqing's demeanor just now made Ye Dong clearly feel that he was not lying to himself, he was really planning to attack his friend!
Ye Dong will never allow his friends to be in any danger again, so in these three days, he must race against time to find his friends first.
Now, Ye Dong hated himself again. Why did Xiao Wuqing give him two chances to kill him, but he didn't do it?
Is it just because of the love you insist on?
Although this kind of love saves one's friendship as a teacher, it will put one's friendship in great danger. Is it worth it?
Ye Dong's spiritual thoughts shuttled rapidly among the jade slips, and soon locked on the world marked with a red dot closest to him. A dragon roar came from his mouth, his eyebrows left, and a golden light rushed out from it, turning into
A golden dragon that is over ten feet long.
Ye Dong stepped on the top of the real dragon's head. Anyway, this was his clone, not the real holy beast, the real dragon. Naturally, there was no need to worry about any danger.
The golden dragon let out a tiger roar, rushed out of the world, and began to use the world magic to find Ye Dong's friends and brothers scattered in various worlds one after another!
At the same time, in the divine sky, in a world filled with countless swords of all kinds, the Sword God finally stood up from the tip of the giant sword that he had been sitting cross-legged for who knows how many years.
Countless sword sounds also sounded.
The Sword God looked into the distance, his eyes gradually turned cold, and his eyes turned into two swords with completely different styles. He said coldly: "Ye Dong, here I come!"
In the vast starry sky of the universe, the black figure, the Taoist God, suddenly let out a long and long sigh and said to himself: "Xiao Wuqing, do you really think that I dare not kill you?
?”
After a long time, the Taoist God sighed again: "That's all, others are up to you, but if you dare to touch that person, Xiao Qingqing, then you will truly become the God of Death!"
"Now that the False God is dead, should we find a new False God, or should we simply let this God-conferring War disappear completely?"
The Taoist God lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand.
There, there is a ball of white gas. Although it is restrained by a force, it is still struggling and surging crazily, like a proud and unyielding soul!