Three hundred and eighty ninth chapter mad battle millennium
Liu Qiankun held the jade slip in his hand tightly, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. At this moment, he felt the urge to curse. The voice, appearance and smile of Emperor Qing were reflected in the jade slip by the red beard.
, it was exactly the same as him. What was most annoying was that the red beard didn't know who the Qing Emperor died, but just recorded all the things he saw on weekdays into the jade slip.
The King of Gods was actually killed by someone. Now Liu Qiankun doesn't understand what he would have turned into if he had recovered the remaining three pieces of souls by chance. Is it the cowardly Qing Emperor or Xiaoxiaolu
Liu Qiankun? Or neither of them...
It is absolutely fake to say that he is not afraid. He is very scared. If the Qing Emperor returns after integrating all the destruction, where will he be Liu Qiankun be? Perhaps it is just an alternative memory to become a great god.
"I'm not willing to accept it! I've ascended to the divine world for a lifetime and never expected it to be a mere formality that lets the Qing Emperor return. If I merge the remnant soul, it's a death. If I don't go to find the remnant soul, it's a death. If I'm going to die, I'll still be a death.
Why not be yourself for a few days and let the Qing Emperor see his mother ghost..." Liu Qiankun was scolding in his heart, hysterically scolding, and the expression on his face became ferocious without realizing it.
Like a beast that wants to choose people and eat.
The red beard stared at Liu Qiankun blankly and thought to himself: It was because the master learned about the past life and couldn't suppress his anger...
"Master?" Chi Yan looked at Liu Qiankun's furious look and finally couldn't help but tentatively start.
"Master, you guy..." Liu Qiankun turned around suddenly and suddenly let out a roar, which was shocked to his red beard.
Knock!
A clear dragon roar resounded throughout the world. Liu Qiankun raised the Qingming sword in his hand and soared into the sky. A brilliant crescent-shaped green light broke out of the sword and slashed towards a mountain not far away.
Boom!
The land collapsed and the ground broke. The sword in rage split the entire mountain into two petals. A bottomless trench winded along the place where the sword light dropped, reaching a hundred feet away...
At this time, he needed to vent his depression. Only the long sword in his palm was his best partner at this moment. Only a hearty battle could vent his anger and unwillingness.
"Broken beard, let me fight." Liu Qiankun used his sword in the sky, and his voice exploded in the air like the Nine Nether Cold Pond.
"As for orders, master..." Chi Yan bowed respectfully into the air, but unexpectedly, a dark green sword lotus had already bloomed above his head.
Canopy!
The red beard stared at the tiger's eyes widened, and instinctively raised his arms to protect his head and face, allowing the sword lotus to bloom above his head. The tip of the sword trembled violently, ten thousand times, twenty thousand times, fifty thousand times... purple and gold
Two breathtaking sharp lights flashed in his pupils.
Boom!
Everything in his vision became dim, and a sound was like an explosion sounded when the world first opened. The explosion was mixed with a wave of destruction in front of him.
A dark green mushroom cloud has risen slowly as the center of the intersection point, and circles of extremely hot air waves are rushing around, scraping off a layer of ground that is thousands of miles apart, becoming smooth as a mirror, revealing it.
A faint blue light.
The clouds and mist drifted away, and the world returned to its original state. All the peaks in the radius disappeared, leaving only a flat land that shone brightly. A long figure stood on the ground, with his arms slightly bent to protect his head and face.
Maintaining an extremely weird posture.
Click!
A thin crack burst out from the red-bearded forearm, and then it quickly extended to reach its ankle.
"Master, this sword is too weak!" Chi Yan murmured with some regret, then sat cross-legged, and the thin mark instantly faded away. This sword did not even hurt a single hair of his sweat.
Just after Liu Qiankun fired that sword, his body seemed to be pulled violently by an invisible force and entered a sunny world. Needless to say, he must have been brought into the world he had set.
The realm.
"Master, don't act recklessly. The Red-haired God King is definitely not yours." Shu Chi frowned as if he was persuading him.
Liu Qiankun was a little amused and cried. It turned out that the book snob thought he was going to fight with the red beard for his life, so he took action to pull him in in a confused manner.
"You didn't hear him calling me master just now?" Liu Qiankun asked with a wry smile.
...The Shuqi lingered on Liu Qiankun's face for a long time, and said a little sadly: "I just heard the movement outside and learned that the master was fighting with the red-haired God King, so..."
This bookworm is probably studying the ancient book that I have read for many years, and he doesn't care about Liu Qiankun at all. He only takes a look when he hears the noise outside. When he sees Liu Qiankun's life-threatening look, he quickly sees Liu Qiankun's face of sacrificing his life to fight.
He pulled him in.
"So you are so tall, please find any good ways to help me improve my cultivation." Liu Qiankun's depression in his heart was already gone by the disturbance of the book cynic, but now it is the king to quickly improve my cultivation.
Only an absolute strong man can control his own destiny, and on the contrary, he can only let mermaid meat.
The book cunning was silent for a while, and said for a while: "Master, go and fight the Red-haired God King. The day when your spiritual heart is thrilling is the time when your cultivation level is flying. Don't destroy the world in this cauldron."
Liu Qiankun was furious when he heard this, and flashed away from the place where the book fan was, and drifted towards the red beard with a sword.
At this moment, the Chaos Cauldron's transformation never stopped. There was a battle every day, but the red beard laying a layer of extremely tough divine realm, and the only thing that was damaged was the smooth thousand-foot-foot-sized land as smooth as a mirror.
The twisted space was relaxed, and the purple gold pupils flashed in the sword shadows all over the sky with two cold rays. The red beard and the fleshy palms danced like wind wheels, blowing Liu Qiankun's floating sword lotus one by one, and now his mind is in his mind.
There is an alternative feeling in the middle. The days of practicing sword with the master are simply torture. If he had to choose again, maybe he would really choose to stay in the Dragon Lock Cave...
Liu Qiankun was full of fighting spirit, as if he was tirelessly swinging his sword again and again. Although no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the extremely powerful defense of the red beard, he still persisted. What he needed was to make the silent heart again.
With one beating, there was only a fanatical thought in his heart that stimulated every nerve in his heart.
The Qing Emperor is against the will of heaven and change his fate. Liu Qiankun is about to rebel against the Qing Emperor's life. Being yourself, you must not let any bullshit fate be... The sword energy is like a rainbow, the scorching green thunder tear apart the world, and the void is being destroyed countless times
The energy of sex is kneaded into pieces, and it continues to heal countless times. The process of birth and death has been repeated for ten, hundred, and even thousand years between this turbulent world...