This red world is also a barrier opened here by Zhu He millions of years ago. He calls it the Red Prison. In this Red Prison, its owner is imprisoned: the Fire God Zhu He!
Millions of years may be just a long journey of cultivation for those real gods, but it is an extremely painful torment for Zhu He who is imprisoned here. Unfortunately, he was captured by the Destiny God Clan in order to let his brother Zhu Rong escape.
His cultivation level has been sealed by 90%, and after being locked in the Pipa Bone, he managed to open up the Red Hell Barrier. His cultivation level and magical powers are not far from those of a spiritual infant who has just become a spiritual cultivator.
Zhu Heheng held the unconscious Liu Qiankun and walked slowly along the river bank. Every time he took a few steps, a few wisps of pink mist would rise in the dark red river water, and the mist would float to the top of his head and slowly condense.
It formed a funnel-shaped airflow, pouring straight into his top door, and the cycle continued...
A steady stream of mist flowed into Zhu Heding's door, and his body also changed during this slow walk. The tangled wrinkles on his face gradually relaxed. When he walked to the door of the red house upstream of the river, it was already gone.
He transformed into a middle-aged man in his forties.
"Hahaha! The Lihuo essence that has been hidden for millions of years has finally returned to its true form, so happy!" Zhu He looked up to the sky and laughed three times, exhaling the depression in his heart that had been suppressed for millions of years.
This red house is completely integrated, and there is no trace of mud, tiles or stones. The whole house is about one foot square, and the whole house is flashing with dark red light. If Liu Qiankun wakes up, he will probably faint again, because this house actually
It is carved from a whole piece of dark red high-grade Xuanjing, which is the rarest red Xuanjing in the world. This Zhu He's handiwork is too shocking!
Zhu He ducked into the room and placed Liu Qiankun on the ground casually. It was no wonder that he was there, because there was not even a bed in the most luxurious Chixuanjing house in the world...
Zhu He sat on the floor, casually grabbed the Qingming ancient sword and looked at it carefully. His face became serious as he looked at it. As time passed by, Vulcan's brows slowly twisted into a clear "Chuan" character.
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The divine infant in Liu Qiankun's dantian opened his eyes with a smile, stretched out his hands and stamped his feet to move, and traces of spiritual energy spread in his blood, breaking through the blocking knots one by one.
puff!
Liu Qiankun turned over and spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly opened his eyes. He saw a red-faced man sitting cross-legged next to him, holding up his Qingming Sword in his hand, his eyes flashing red, and the two red eyebrows revealed deep
His solemn expression seemed to be deep in thought.
"Hey! Does this fire stick look good?" Liu Qiankun said suddenly. He had already concluded that his character had once again exploded, and he was probably saved by the man in front of him.
"The ancient magic weapon, the sword impregnates the soul; it is agile when unsheathed, killing immortals and killing gods..." Zhu He did not answer, and muttered something.
Liu Qiankun sat up straight and stretched out comfortably. He already knew the identity of the man opposite him. With his red hair and red "second brother" face, except for the iron chain
The old man locked up is probably no one else.
"Prisoning the gods in the ice field, the true secrets are hidden; the divine weapons have no edge, and the Zhu family has great glory!" Liu Qiankun suppressed the chill in his back and read aloud the so-called oracle he heard from the old man Zhu Qing.
"Hmm!" Zhu He raised his head, looked at the stiff-faced Liu Qiankun with bright eyes, and said, "Where did you hear this oracle?"
"An old master craftsman named Zhu seems to have asked me to come to God Prisoner Bingyuan to get the 'True Secret of Lihuo'..." Liu Qiankun knew that this 'code' was probably the right one, and the middle-aged man in front of him steadily agreed with that
There is a certain relationship between the God of Fire and Zhuhe.
After Zhu closed his eyes and stared blankly for a long time, he sighed slightly and said, "How is the Zhu family doing now?" There was indifference in his words.
"Not good!" Liu Qiankun shook his head seriously, and then told the story of his chance encounter with Zhu Qing.
Zhu He listened to Liu Qiankun's words with an indifferent expression, nodded slightly and said: "All those who ascended in the Zhu family have become prisoners of war. I can give you the true secret of Lihuo. You need to inform Zhu Qing that he will stay in the human world forever and cannot ascend.
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...Liu Qiankun couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and thought to himself: This guy is so arrogant, he talks as if he is your follower, so you have to pay him what you want him to be a correspondent, right?
Zhu He seemed to have noticed Liu Qiankun's thoughts. He raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Zhu He doesn't want to let you go in vain. How about helping you unlock the seal on the scabbard first?"
"Seal? Scabbard?" Liu Qiankun's eyes widened and his body froze. He didn't expect that the 'fire stick' he kept talking about all day long was actually an ancient sword with a scabbard...
"Once the seal on the scabbard is lifted, the spirit conceived in it will inevitably awaken. Whether you can control this magical weapon depends on your luck. Whether you understand it or not is all in your mind!" Zhu He ignored the bitter look on his face.
Liu Qiankun said in his own voice.
"..." Liu Qiankun was speechless. He didn't expect that Qing Ming, who had been following him for several months, contained so many puzzling things. Weird things happen every year, especially this year!
After pondering for a long time, Liu Qiankun finally bit his steel teeth and nodded: "Unlock that damn seal. My guy will naturally be able to control it. You can unseal it boldly and confidently!"
Zhu He couldn't help but frown when he heard the word "brother". Then he nodded slightly and brushed it towards Liu Qiankun, who was still there.
call!
A gust of wind blew up from the ground, and the huge force pushed Liu Qiankun flying flatly. He didn't fall heavily until he hit the Chixuan Crystal wall.
Liu Qiankun was hit so hard that his back went numb. Just as he was about to stand up and have a good argument with the moody Vulcan, he saw Zhu clasping his palms together and throwing up the ancient sword in his hand.
The two palms danced out pieces of dark red afterimages, and each afterimage flashed with a ball of light blue flames.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The light blue flames kept shooting towards the Qingming Sword suspended above Zhu He's head. The falling position was not even the slightest deviation, and they all hit the interface between the sword's hilt and the sword's jaw.
Each ball of blue flames that hit the sword did not scatter in all directions, but quickly connected together to form a light blue ring of fire, tightly encircling the Qingming Sword in it.
Liu Qiankun stared at the scene in front of him blankly, but a strange thought came to his mind: How does this look like oxygen welding before? It seems that this Vulcan really has some potential to be an oxygen welder!
Just when Liu Qiankun was lustful, Zhu He's eyes suddenly opened, and his palms suddenly drew two arcs of light in the void. The light blue flames surrounding the Qingming Sword rose several feet, and started from the blue
Turning white, it continued to turn into a circle of burning white flames...
Tsk tsk tsk!
Chacha!
The Qingming Sword made a dull sound, and the sword began to tremble violently...