"Xiao Huang, bring that old man here, remember not to hurt anyone's life." Liu Qiankun suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted coldly. The Golden Crow Emperor in the air naturally heard it, and chirped in response. It was so loud
Its body was like a blue cloud pressing towards the group of gods digging ice graves. The snowflakes falling in the sky turned into steaming mist when they were still a hundred feet away from its body, and rushed up to the sky, swept away by the cold wind.
The wind turned into hailstones the size of fingertips and rained down on this bitter cold land that was no longer peaceful.
The cultivation of those gods and men digging graves is not weak, and the worst ones are at the peak of intermediate gods, but compared to the Golden Crow Emperor who can kill even the ancient gods, they are no more than ants.
The monstrous pressure was enough to make them breathless. Originally, they had already prepared for a battle when they took a look at the divine sword in the ice tomb, but what they never expected was a weapon with such terrifying momentum.
The divine birds were completely inconsistent with the legend. In panic, they each raised their divine weapons and quickly gathered around one place. They actually formed a formation, connected end to end, like a giant python entrenched next to an ice tomb.
Phew!
The Golden Crow Emperor swooped down with a roar, and his three giant claws reached down towards the giant python's head, bang bang... a sound of gold and iron mingled, and the scimitars in the hands of the gods slashed at the three giant pythons.
On the claws, there was a burst of energy and brilliance, but as if they were tickling the Golden Crow Emperor, the two gods were grabbed by the shoulders and pulled out of the formation.
Phew! Phew!
Two broad wings fanned out two scorching gusts of wind, instantly blowing away the hundreds of gods holding scimitars, like a group of rag dolls crashing into an ice tomb riddled with holes behind them.
The formation suddenly collapsed. The Golden Crow Emperor quickly turned around, and the giant claw in the middle suddenly stretched out and grabbed Ladan who was lying on the ground, flapped its wings and flew towards Liu Qiankun's foothold.
The three actions of catching the person, flapping his wings, and turning back were done in one go, and it only took less than three breaths to do it. Bang bang bang! With three muffled sounds, the three gods were thrown in front of Liu Qiankun, and the Golden Crow Emperor raised his head and soared into the sky.
It turned into a palm-sized baby bird and landed on its owner's shoulder, chirping and screaming as if asking for credit.
Bin Laden had clearly seen Liu Qiankun's appearance, and his tense cheeks suddenly relaxed, and he actually fainted, but a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The other two gods also had high noses and broad foreheads, and their heads were wrapped
Wearing a thick turban, two pairs of orange eyes were timidly looking at the white-robed god standing proudly in front of him.
"Northern God King?" A god finally trembled and said a name deep in his memory. Apart from the most mysterious God King, there is no other person who can live at the foot of the Arctic God Peak and possess such a powerful divine bird.
A name, but there was clearly a trace of doubt in his eyes. Isn't it because the legendary God King of the North Pole is supposed to live on a divine peak?
"Those who spy on our divine weapons have only two ways to go. Which one do you choose?" Liu Qiankun knew that the Arctic God King must be Hong Xiaotian, but this time it was actually Qing Qing who was buried in the ice tomb.
Ming Jian, not bothering to defend himself at the moment, said something coldly.
"I wonder which two roads are there?" The god rolled his eyes, as if there was still a glimmer of hope.
"Get out or die." Liu Qiankun was very disgusted with his sly gaze, and he had a murderous intention in his heart.
The expressions of the two captured gods suddenly froze, and they shook their heads helplessly and turned around to indulge, bang bang! Two palm strikes in the air hit the shoulders of the two gods, and there was a sound of bone cracking, and the two gods' pipa bones instantly
Exploded, their cultivation turned into spring river water. When they endured the severe pain and turned their heads, they found that the 'Arctic God King' was carelessly teasing the chick on his shoulder, and said lightly: "This place is not yours either.
You can come if you want, just walk back obediently."
Liu Qiankun, who had spent two gods cultivating his palms with his hand, was just trying to establish his power. If he let them fly away in a big way, he would probably cause more trouble next time. Gods of their level seemed to be able to kill them all with just a thought.
, I’m just too lazy to commit more crimes.
The two gods were quite stubborn, so they walked staggeringly towards the group of gods who were struggling to stand up with their two broken arms, not even noticing that their turbans were scattered.
The two gods finally came to the front of the tribe, and after saying a few words that they didn't know what to say, they collapsed directly to the ground. I guess they were at the end of their strength. Could it be caused by the severe cold in the polar region? The group of gods turned their heads and looked at Liu Qiankun.
With one glance, he lifted up the two fellows on the ground and left quickly. This time, they did not fly through the air. They stepped on two long shuttle boards and slid a hundred feet away. They disappeared in a few breaths.
silhouette.
Liu Qiankun leaned over to lift up Laden, who was lying in front of him. He floated into the ice palace with his feet, only to find that it was already in a mess, and his eyes were full of traces of being disturbed. He couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.
, murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that when I went to raid that old Popsicle Nest, my own nest would also be raided. What retribution!"
Fortunately, there was nothing long in the ice palace, so it was no big deal after I copied it, but I just felt a little bit unhappy.
He casually placed the old god Naladan on the ground, turned his palms and took out a low-grade divine elixir with the effect of concentrating and activating blood, and fed it to him. In just a moment, he turned around with a leisurely wake-up call. When he saw Liu Qiankun in front of him, he leaned over and bowed.
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"Thank you, God, for saving this little old man's life."
Liu Qiankun smiled slightly and said: "There is no need to thank you for your help. You might as well explain to me why those gods came here to get the sword."
Anyone who can come to this Arctic divine peak to pick up a sword must have already had the consciousness to die here. Some clues can be found from the thoughts of the two gods just now, but Liu Qiankun did not go into detail about the specific reasons.
Check, stay and this Laden explanation is the same.
"Alas! There has been a change in the clan. These gods were sent by the new clan leader to get this magic weapon. When the magic weapon appeared, the little old man died." Ladan sighed, and the gods who took the sword were
The origin was revealed.
There is only one member of the Ella Afghan clan who knows the exact location of the sword burial mound, Bin Laden. The new clan leader coveted the divine soldiers and sent elites from the clan to capture Bin Laden first and then come here to look for the sword. Hearing that the new clan leader has reached the level of a god king.
In this realm, the new patriarch who released the gods this time will definitely come in person in a few days, because it was the son of the patriarch who was deposed and cultivated by Liu Qiankun just now.
"Hmph! It's okay if you don't come. If you do come, will you think I'm easy to bully?" Liu Qiankun snorted coldly, turned over his hand, took out the long sword he got from the old stick ice palace, and pulled it out fiercely, only to hear a click.
With a sound, Liu Qiankun's expression instantly became strange...
(If you don’t have free gold medals for calling the god of explosion, forget it, haha!)