"Stop!" A cold shout exploded like spring thunder, which shocked a group of evil gods. Following the sound, he saw a glaring god walking out of the corner of the wall not far away, holding a cold light in his hand Huo Shan.
The sword tip points to Shunhua and his evil gods.
Just as the eyes of the evil gods were all attracted by the sword gods that appeared in vain, a small purple ant was crawling towards them quickly along the corner of the wall.
"Hahaha! Rumor has it that King Yu accepted a boy who was training to be his adopted son. Unexpectedly, he is not only good at training to be talented, but also his magical powers are also great." Shunhua raised his head and laughed, not putting Liu Qiankun at all.
In the eyes.
Seeing this, the two gods who were ready to go had no worries anymore. They leaned forward and slapped Qiong Hong. Four white lights shone brightly within five feet of Qiong Hong's body.
One strike worked.
Ah! Ah!
Two tragic howls suddenly, four white lights disappeared, and the two intermediate gods who took action tried to cover their throats desperately. A stream of red liquid was gushing out along the gap between their fingers, and then they wanted to send it out.
The voice had become a luxury, and his eyes were staggering and staggering back two steps, and he fell down with a loud bang, and he was almost unable to survive.
All the gods were confused by this sudden change, but Qiong Hong did not dare to neglect his feet and moved into the air. He broke out an arc in the air and threw it to Liu Qiankun. This technique of flying in the sky made the gods look like
Once he was stunned, Qiong Hong was regarded as a god-level powerful man who could hide his cultivation.
The real killer quietly climbed onto the lace of another intermediate god.
"Let Princess Hairou let go, let this matter go, otherwise I will take the life of the gods beside you with a wave." Liu Qiankun's indifferent voice rang out slowly, and Qingming Jianxu pointed at the chest of an intermediate god beside Shunhua.
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"Good boy, you dare to speak loudly in front of me at the moment of death..." Shunhua said gritting his teeth, and before he finished speaking, he could hear a short cry of pain coming from beside him.
"Oh!" The intermediate god covered his chest with his palms and fell down with a thud. A little blood red spread out in his chest, turning into a blooming blood lotus.
An intermediate god fell inexplicably in the pool of blood, and a small purple ant crawled towards Shunhua's heels quickly.
Liu Qiankun smiled coldly, the tip of the sword was slightly weak, and Shunhua's eyebrows said, "The next one to die is you, I will give you three breaths of time to consider. If you let go, you will live, and if you don't let go, you will die." The last word was specially aggravated.
In his tone, the word "death" was like an invisible big hand stuck tightly on Shunhua's throat, making him unable to seep it.
This domineering evil god felt the terror of the cold-faced god opposite him for the first time, but he was unwilling to give in. He turned around and saw that the remaining three gods were silent one by one, and the strange killing of people just now
The means have already shocked them enough.
"Let me go!" Shunhua roared, and a pink face turned ashen. He finally chose to compromise in front of these two unfathomable gods.
Liu Qiankun did not lie to him because the ant general had climbed onto Shunhua's clothes at this time, and he could kill him with one blow just after a command.
The two superior gods who were holding Princess Hairou breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out their palms to lift the ban on her body. However, the princess Hairou stepped forward, and two crisp sounds like a palm were slapping, and she was actually firm.
He actually slapped Shunhua two strategies, and only a piece of white pink noodles turned into a purple pork liver color, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.
puff!
Shunhua opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow, with two dazzling white teeth in his blood. His gloomy eyes stared at the three gods who were leaving, like a poisonous snake who had lost its prey.
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The divine teeth also jumped into her wide sleeves while Princess Hairou was rewarded with 500 yuan. This hidden killer killed the gods with lower cultivation than it, which was simply a god.
Unconsciously, even Liu Qiankun, who was standing in the distance and was mysterious, could not help but move secretly.
Princess Hairou walked to Liu Qiankun, and two wet mist flashed in her beautiful eyes. This scene of hero saving beauty completely touched the heart, sweeping away the misty resentment that had originally enveloped her heart.
And empty.
"Cough cough! Let's go." Liu Qiankun looked at the bright and bright jade man, and quickly coughed twice to hide the fiction in his heart, and turned around and headed towards Yueshen Tower.
Looking at the three figures gradually disappearing from sight, Huahua Tianshen Shunhua spat out a mouthful of blood and sputum, and said hatefully: "Go back to your house!" After saying that, he strided heavily toward the street on the other side.
After the group left, many gods emerged from all over the place. They just took the power of Huahua Tian Shen and did not dare to speak. Now they pointed at the pools of blood that were still dry on the ground.
What happened just now is here.
The dishes in Yueshen Tower are indeed well-known, especially the gentian wine is a wonderful thing. Unfortunately, a jar of gentian wine was placed in front of a table of guests but no one poured half a cup.
The guests at this table were Liu Qiankun brothers and Princess Hairou, but the gentian wine was brewed with something that made Qionghong difficult to penetrate: the unicorn Golden Gentian.
How could Qiong Hong, who is a one-horned golden dragon, drink the wine made from the same gallbladder? This makes even the dishes on the table lose their taste.
"Shopkeeper, change to a jar of fine wine." Liu Qiankun waved his hand and sang, and the goddess who delivered the wine and food hurriedly came forward.
"God, isn't this wine not suitable for drinking?" the goddess asked with a puzzled look on her face.
Liu Qiankun grabbed the mud seal on the table and covered the wine jar with a snap. He took out two top-quality divine stones and handed them on it, saying, "Give the money for the wine, just exchange for another jar of fine wine, what's the second steamed bun?
It's random."
The communication opening opened the river and stumped the goddess again. She frowned slightly and said, "There is no such divine wine as steamed buns in the small shop, and I don't know how to respect the god..."
"Apart from gentian wine, it's wine." Qiong Hong shouted violently, and a golden dragon claw slapped on the table, shaking the table with a slight meal, and there was no need to know how much soup and water were poured.
When did the goddess get so angry? Her eyes turned red. She picked up the jar of gentian wine and hurriedly left, but she did not put away the two Yuan stones on the table.
Qiong Hong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. The behavior of soaking wine with golden gentian touched the most sensitive nerve in his heart, especially when he saw the floating gentian in the jar.
My heart felt like a knife was stormed.
"Hmph! The blind golden dragon dared to run to Yueshen Tower to make a fuss. I must take out his gentian to drink!" A cold snort came from the side of the restaurant and rushed out immediately
A burly and shirtless man. This man is born with a green-faced tiger beard. He holds a shiny short knife in his hands, looking like a fierce and evil look...