The water in Suolongtan is very cold, refreshingly cool, and the thick fog in the sky coats everything with a hazy chilling air.
"The sky is cold, the water is cold and the fog is hazy, but the heart of the pill is red!" Liu Qiankun opened his mouth and recited two ancient rhymes, then stretched out his left palm and threw Yun Luo, who was ashen-faced, heavily to the ground.
"Hmph! I have nothing to say if I fall into the hands of a shameless young man like you today. I will kill or cut him into pieces. It's up to you." Yun Luo knew that he would die today, so he simply put on an extremely tough look.
Damn, you still have dignity!
Qionghong couldn't turn into a human form yet, so he could only curl up and watch the 'show' in front of him quietly.
"Hehe! As expected of a golden immortal, you have a lot of backbone. Today I will invite you to sit on the 'Chrysanthemum Silkworm', which is worthy of my dead servant." Liu Qiankun turned over his hands and took out an object with a smile.
This is a cylinder made of a whole towering giant tree, with several threads carved on it with a sharp blade. It is complete from head to tail, just like a giant silkworm. Although it is a bit rough, it has a similar shape, and the bottom has been flattened.
, the wooden silkworm can crawl steadily on the ground. A conical wooden stick protrudes from the silkworm's back, about half a meter long, and its diameter is a few minutes thinner than an arm. It can be seen that Liu Qiankun is really good at doing this.
It took a lot of thought.
Since it is a performance, several props must be prepared.
Di Feiyu was confused and asked: "What is the use of this thing?" Even Qiong Hong, who was coiled in the chain dragon pool, also looked confused, and then raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He understood in his heart what his good brother was thinking in his head.
Things must not be understandable by ordinary people, not to mention humans, not even immortals and gods...
Liu Qiankun had an evil smile on his lips, stepped forward and made a bow and said: "Two eldest brothers, please look at this, this is a small thing that the younger brother made in his spare time, called: Chrysanthemum Silkworm, I will use it to clean up this cloud today.
It also allows him to taste the taste of the four great beasts.
"Four great divine beasts?" Qiong Hong said in surprise. Liu Qiankun had completely overturned his understanding of divine beasts. How could he not be confused!
Liu Qiankun nodded with a smile and said: "This is one of the four mythical beasts in my hometown. It has some flavor when used to perform a show. Please don't say that I am miserable and have no immortality."
Di Feiyu smiled bitterly and shook his head, as if he had no right to speak about such an unheard-of mythical beast and could only wait and see what happened.
Yun Luo also stared blankly at the log. Now that his cultivation level was blocked, he could only be manipulated like a mortal. In his heart, he just hoped that the fatal blow would come faster.
Liu Qiankun turned over his hand and took out a rattan whip. Needless to say, it was another of his props, and everyone knew its function.
"Come on, come on! The show has officially started. Those who have money will give me a favor, those who have no money will give me a slap, and those who don't even want to be slapped can just smile..." Liu Qiankun rolled up his sleeves and spoke to Yixian with a scornful expression.
The dragon sang loudly, making people smile.
As he spoke, he rushed to Yun Luo's side, grabbed Yun Luo's ankle like an eagle catching a chicken, and lifted him up with one arm.
laugh!
There was a crisp sound of cracking silk, and Liu Qiankun actually tore Yun Luo's pants into pieces, and then raised his hand and threw him towards the 'Chrysanthemum Silkworm', with just the right amount of force.
"Ah!" Yunluo Jinxian let out a heartbreaking howl. It turned out that he was sitting on the 'Chrysanthemum Silkworm', and the half-meter-long wooden cone poured into his poor chrysanthemum without any bias.
It penetrated the Dantian and stabbed hard into the lower abdomen of his fairy baby.
The wooden cone has long been coated with a layer of purple gold energy by Liu Qiankun, otherwise even if Yun Luo's cultivation level is sealed, the strength of his body cannot be penetrated by ordinary immortal trees.
Wailing in bursts, Yunluo Jinxian twisted her body desperately on the 'Chrysanthemum Silkworm', trying to pull out the damn wooden cone. Unexpectedly, there was a burning pain in her back.
Snap! Snap!
With two crisp cracks of the whip, two blood marks appeared on Yunluo Jinxian's back. It was Liu Qiankun who whipped him.
"oops!"
The severe pain caused his body to twist violently, and the sharp cone pierced into his body pierced deeper. As the body twisted violently, Yun Luo rolled his eyes in pain, his throat felt sweet, and he spat it out.
A mouthful of blood.
Di Feiyu had never seen such torture before, and his scalp felt numb, and even Golden Dragon Qionghong felt his breath stagnate.
"Anyone who hurts my relatives and friends will be punished tenfold." The long whip in Liu Qiankun's palm raised a purple-gold afterimage, which rained down on Yunluo Jinxian's body.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Flesh and blood bloomed like bewitching flowers. In just one pack of cigarettes, Yunluo Jinxian was drawn into a bloody man. Dark red blood gushed out on the 'Chrysanthemum Silkworm', dyeing the ground smooth.
I don’t know how many times I was whipped, but the strong rattan whip was finally overwhelmed and the canopy broke with a sound. At this time, poor Yunluo Jinxian was completely limp, like a pile of bright red mud.
"Brother, that's enough! Give him something to do." Qionghong shouted, finally asking Liu Qiankun to stop.
Liu Qiankun threw away half of the vine whip with his free hand and said in a hateful voice: "Yunluo Jinxian, how arrogant you were a hundred years ago. I am an ant and a villain, but I am also a man, understand? It doesn't matter if you insult me, but I will definitely insult my brother.
Will transform into a bloodthirsty Shura..."
Choking!
The dragon roared, and the Qingming Sword was as cold as ice. A dark blue sword lotus slowly bloomed from the void, and finally bloomed on the head of Yunluo Jinxian.
The death lotus disappeared at Yunluo Dingmen, and there was a touch of relief on his bloodstained face. Sometimes pain is also a kind of enjoyment.
Canopy!
An explosion came from Yun Luo's body, and thousands of blue lights flashed around him, and his whole body exploded, turning into a rain of blood and coating the steaming mist with a coquettish red light.
Immortal Yunluo Jin was dead, or he should have died a long time ago. His death had already been seen by the Immortal Emperor Haotian who was thousands of miles away. The Immortal Emperor's eyes were indifferent, as if the death was just an insignificant ant.
"What a magic weapon. How many things are there in this little fairy that I can't see through?" Immortal Emperor Haotian murmured to himself, with a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
When Immortal Emperor Haotian saw Liu Qiankun for the first time, he felt an inexplicable throbbing deep in his heart, as if he had become like him a long time ago. This feeling has only occurred twice since he became an immortal.
times. One was the holy immortal who broke in a hundred years ago, and the other was the spiritual immortal who sent him a 'big gift'.
Is there some kind of connection between them? Immortal Emperor Haotian doesn't understand, but he really wants to understand. Perhaps only the gods above the nine heavens can solve the doubts in his heart...
The Immortal Emperor Haotian's body disappeared, and then his whole person faded away in the mist...
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