The Qingming Sword bounced endlessly under the scorching white flames. The sword struggled to break free, and dark green light shot out. The sound of dragons and tigers roaring could be heard endlessly. The white flames tightly trapped the ancient sword, thinking
Keeping him firmly in the circle, Liu Qiankun was dumbfounded by this offbeat fight.
Zhuhe opened his beard and hair, danced his palms quickly, and muttered words in his mouth. White flames shot out continuously from his palms, converging with the ring of fire above his head. The raging heat waves rippled in circles like water waves.
Standing against the wall, Liu Qiankun felt his mouth go dry for a while.
Zhu He clasped his palms together, flicked his ten fingers, and flashing red beads shot out from his fingertips. Each one was about the size of a dragon's eye, with a layer of wandering dark red flames attached to its surface.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Each bead hit the sword's jaw accurately, making bursts of explosions, like exploding flint, and the ancient sword let out a clear dragon roar.
Choking!
The roar of the dragon echoed endlessly in the empty room, like jubilation and joy, converging into a soul-stirring piece of music...
In vain, the sword's body glowed brightly, and the Qingming Sword circled in mid-air like a dragon, sweeping away all the flames that trapped it into pieces, and then drew a magnificent bright arc in the air and shot it backwards towards the place where Liu Qiankun stood.
Come.
As if out of instinct, Liu Qiankun stretched out his right palm and spread his fingers. He only felt a blur in front of his eyes. He had already grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand. When he took the long sword, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart. That feeling
It's like reuniting close friends and relatives who have been separated for many years.
Strangely enough, the Qingming Sword, which had been burned in the flames for several hours, did not feel any heat at all, but instead had a refreshing coolness on the hilt.
Fire God Zhu He stood with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "The seal has been removed. It seems that this divine weapon has already recognized you as its master. Remember not to commit more killings in the future..."
Liu Qiankun turned the hilt of the sword upside down and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a circle of fine cracks at the junction of the sword's jaw and the sword's body. He held the sword's blade with one hand and clasped the hilt with the other and gently pulled it out. He only heard the sound in his ears.
There was a pleasant dragon roar, and a black-green sword came out in response.
The blade of the sword was dim and dull, but it exuded a chill like autumn frost, not like autumn water but like a cold pool. The long sword seemed a little heavier when it was unsheathed, and Liu Qiankun's right palm holding the sword couldn't help but sink slightly.
, there was an inexplicable throbbing in my heart, and I couldn't help but drop the scabbard in my left palm, and stretched out two fingers to gently touch the sword's spine!
The Qingming Sword also seemed to feel the master's thoughts. It trembled slightly under the touch of the fingertips and hummed from time to time. The two swords seemed to have entered a wonderful state, just like a couple in love.
Mutual complaints are common...
I don't know how long it took, but Liu Qiankun finally came back to his senses from that indescribable wonderful state, leaned down to pick up the scabbard at his feet, reluctantly returned the sword to its sheath, and strode to Zhu He.
, bowed and saluted, and said: "Thank you God of Fire for helping Qing Ming unlock the seal!" His words were full of humility.
Zhu He stood still and received a bow. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "The divine soldier has chosen the leader. I don't know whether to congratulate or worry?"
Liu Qiankun was greatly puzzled when he heard this and said, "I wonder what the God of Fire means by this?"
Zhu He smiled enigmatically and said: "We will find out if we stay here for three days. That day, the servant of the God of Destiny has known about the death of the clone and will definitely come here in three days. If you can get the help of the sword spirit, this battle can be
Win!"
Liu Qiankun couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart after listening to Vulcan's words. He had already vaguely felt that the recent series of killings had made the murderous desire deep in his heart increasingly uncontrollable. To be precise, he was eager to fight and even enjoyed it.
The pleasure brought by killing, especially when he killed the three ugly ice brothers that day, the bloodthirsty pleasure made his whole body tremble.
There is a kind of fanaticism for fighting and a lust for blood in his heart. Perhaps there is an innate demonic nature in his bones! Hesitation, contradiction, desire, pain... everything is intertwined into an extremely complex feeling in his heart.
emotions.
An indescribable depression gathered between his brows, and even his originally clear and deep eyes gradually became blurred, and the lines on his handsome face gradually stiffened, even revealing a hint of ferociousness.
All of this was seen by Zhu He, the god of fire across from him. His red pupils shrank sharply and he secretly said: The demon in this child's heart is coming. The thoughts of killing are hidden between his eyebrows. He can become a god or a demon in just one thought.
also……
"Hey! Sit down cross-legged!" Zhu He opened his eyes and shouted like a thunderbolt.
Liu Qiankun provoked Lingling to shiver, and finally came to his senses. He sat down cross-legged according to the words of the God of Fire, and placed the Qingming Sword across his calf.
"Close your eyes and concentrate, get rid of distracting thoughts, look at the spiritual infant, and be still!" Zhu He placed one palm on Liu Qiankun Baihui and shouted softly.
Liu Qiankun closed his eyes and abandoned all the distracting thoughts in his mind. His spiritual consciousness was restrained and slowly entered his Dantian. The little divine infant also slowly closed its eyes. The treasure was solemn. The golden seal between the eyebrows was shining brightly. At this moment, everything in the world was
It has long since turned into endless emptiness...
Time passed by, and when Liu Qiankun opened his eyes again, his mind was clear. The God of Fire had quietly left without knowing when, leaving him sitting alone in the middle of the empty house.
"It's weird, where did this Vulcan go to have fun?" Liu Qiankun murmured to himself.
Just when Liu Qiankun stood up and moved his somewhat stiff body, he saw the Qingming Sword on his thigh floating flatly, and slowly stood upright in front of him. Waves of green smoke floated out from the sword body, and a majestic spiritual energy began to grow.
The sword is the center and radiates to the surroundings. Wherever it passes, even the air ripples...
A slender figure walked out of the sword, and there were strong winds in the room. Liu Qiankun was also startled by the figure that suddenly walked out of the sword, and the expression on his face froze.
In front of him was a little girl of thirteen or fourteen. She was also looking at Liu Qiankun in front of her with her big watery eyes. The girl's skin was very white, so white that it was crystal clear. She had a sharp nose and a small pout.
There was an indescribable charm in her mouth, but it was a pity that there was no hair on her body, which made Liu Qiankun couldn't help but turn his head.
How did the little girl know what shyness was? Piaoran stepped forward and grabbed Liu Qiankun's shirt, and said softly: "Father?"
...Liu Qiankun slipped under his feet and almost fell down. A few beads of sweat as big as soybeans appeared on his forehead. He knew that this was the sword spirit Zhu He mentioned, but he never expected that the little girl would come out.
Putting his clothes aside for the time being, his father's cry made him feel as if he had been struck by lightning!
Liu Qiankun smiled bitterly and turned around, coughed twice and said: "Ahem! Girl, when did I become your father?"
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then a bright smile appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Thank you, father, I will call you girl from now on!" After saying this, peach blossoms bloomed on her pretty face.
...Liu Qiankun was completely speechless and could only smile and nodded repeatedly!
(Two chapters are up! Please collect and vote! Thank you! I recommend a good book: "The Supreme Dragon", the writing is excellent, the plot is ups and downs, it is worth reading!)