The night was deep, and Feng Buqian was sitting quietly in a palace. The air was filled with the scent of medicine mixed with a faint smell of blood. Opposite him was a huge and simple alchemy furnace. The red mist lingered endlessly at the mouth of the alchemy furnace, vaguely
You can hear bursts of chirping and low-pitched sounds coming from the alchemy furnace, like ghosts crying and gods howling.
What is refined in the elixir furnace is a kind of divine elixir taught by the supreme master of destiny, the destiny elixir. For hundreds of millions of years, Feng Buqian has spent a long time in this monotonous elixir refining, and even went out less often.
There are only a handful of them in the world of gods. They only know that there is an immortal elixir with double swords and elixirs, but they don’t know that Feng Bugan, who has always kept a low profile, is the well-deserved number one elixir god. He is far more obsessed with refining this destiny elixir.
In his own life, he likes to listen to the wailing sound when the soul is thrown into the alchemy furnace, as if he is listening to the most beautiful music in the world. For hundreds of millions of years, this fanaticism has not diminished at all, but has become stronger.
The moment when the living souls were thrown into the alchemy furnace, Feng Buqian felt an extreme sense of satisfaction, as if at that moment he had become the supreme god who controlled life and death, venting the desire hidden in his heart.
The ultimate. Whenever a furnace of elixirs is made, he will feel a sense of satisfaction that he has never experienced before. All the pores in his body will be filled with a sense of pleasure that brings him to the peak of pleasure, and his cultivation level will also skyrocket.
hundred times.
Feng Buqian's attachment to alchemy was just like a mortal who had taken poppy fruit. He couldn't stop, so he could only devote all his energy to the pleasure of alchemy. He once gave himself a nickname with a smile: Alchemy Demon.
Even the palace where he made alchemy was hung with a gold-plated plaque: Alchemy Palace.
The gate of Danmo Palace is heavily guarded. Five ancient god-level experts are standing in front of the gate with solemn expressions. Liu Qiankun would definitely go crazy if he were here, because those five ancient gods are none other than King Yu, Wu Jiao and others.
The four great god kings. Having comprehended the power of two or more laws, they have already entered the ranks of the ancient gods, but now they have become the gatekeepers of the Dan Mo Feng Shi Qian.
There are many ancient gods of destiny lurking in the dark corners outside the Danmo Palace. It can be said that all the ancient gods in the entire Fenglan Palace are here, except for one who sits in Fengwu Pavilion. Because all the ancient gods of destiny are afraid
There is a legendary leader of the fate-defying divine clan, Emperor Qiankun.
And just tonight, the evil star that the ancient gods of destiny were waiting for came silently.
Liu Qiankun and Qing Mo were hiding on the beam of the Alchemy Palace. The huge glazed beast head that sprouted just blocked the sight of the ancient gods of destiny. No one could detect the location of the two gods with their spiritual consciousness alone.
"Qing Mo, you and I kill the ancient gods in the palace at the same time. We must not be merciful. The five gods over there cannot be killed in vain. Do you understand?" Liu Qiankun pointed at the five gods in front of the Dan Demon Palace and directly said
The sound reached Qingmo's ears.
This place is not suitable for the attack of the Three-legged Golden Crow Emperor. Only he and Qing Mo can use the fastest speed to deal with the ancient gods of destiny lurking in the dark, and save King Yu, the four god kings, the Golden Crow Emperor and the Sky-eating Silver.
Fox stayed on a big tree outside the hall, and once he found out that the Destiny God Clan was coming to help, he would keep them out of the hall.
"Master, Qing Mo doesn't want to commit more crimes." Qing Mo shook his head with a stern expression, and actually used Liu Qiankun's exact words a few days ago to block him.
"Asshole, you must never tolerate an enemy who has the power to fight back, but you must leave a little room for an enemy who has lost the power to resist. Do you understand?" Liu Qiankun was angry for a while, and he scolded through the voice transmission. Qing Mo was slightly startled.
, then nodded heavily, and two black shadows flew down from the air, twisting and turning in the air and quickly rushing around the hall.
Liu Qiankun raised his right palm outward, only to hear a clang! A clear low cry, with the Qingming Sword in his hand, a brilliant five-foot green light burst out of the sword, and shot towards the eyebrow of an ancient god of destiny like lightning. The sword
Wherever the light passed, pieces of the void shattered into pieces, and he used all his strength as soon as he took action.
laugh!
A bit of blood burst out from the ancient god's eyebrows, and wisps of blue smoke emerged from his eyebrows. He fell down with a roar, killing him with one blow, and he had no power to fight back.
The Qingming Sword is like a pervasive spiritual snake, quickly snatching the lives of ancient gods of destiny from all tricky angles. Liu Qiankun stepped on the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, like a ghost dancing in the dark night. Before the sword arrived,
The palm came first, and a big cold palm slammed onto the head of an ancient god of destiny.
"Absorbing Demonic Energy!" A low roar came from Liu Qiankun's throat, and then a swirling black cloud emitted from his palm, sucking all the divine energy from the ancient god in an instant.
Liu Qiankun's face was as cold as frost, and he flicked his palm. The body of the ancient god of destiny turned into a stream of flying ash. Liu Qiankun's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intention. He held a sword in one hand and sucked the energy with one palm.
The magic power rushed towards the ancient gods in the temple like a whirlwind.
Qing Mo's fleshy palms rolled like wind wheels, and thousands of energy burst out of his palms. Seeing that he looked like a boy, the ancient gods of destiny thought they had picked up a soft persimmon to squeeze, but they did not expect that they kicked it into a piece of stone.
The ancient gods of destiny who rushed forward like wolves and tigers were blown away like rag dolls. However, when these ancient gods of destiny chose between Liu Qiankun and Qing Mo, they chose the latter without hesitation.
, they also didn’t find that the ancient gods who were knocked away by the boy in green never got up again...
Liu Qiankun was so eager to kill that he didn't use any fancy moves at all. He would either crush his opponent's body into pieces with a sword, or use the element-absorbing demonic power to suck him into a pile of powder. This brutal and domineering way of fighting was also contagious.
He caught the Qingmo kid not far away. This kid also began to adopt an almost perverted method, relying on his extremely powerful body to withstand the opponent's attack, and then directly punched him to death...
There was a strong smell of blood in front of the Alchemy Palace, and piles of broken flesh and blood were splashed on the ground. The blood made the originally smooth ground slippery. Finally, the five ancient gods in front of the Alchemy Palace also moved.
, waving the Chaos Spiritual Treasures in their hands to kill the two gods.
The golden halberd in Wu Jiao's palm swung and stabbed Qing Mo's chest, bam! Qing Mo's punch hit the long pole of the halberd as fast as lightning, and he shouted: "Master, can you achieve his cultivation by sealing him?"
?”
Liu Qiankun himself was also surrounded by King Yu and the three god kings. While dismantling the opponent's fierce offensive, he replied loudly: "Okay! Don't hurt his life..." Before he finished speaking, the demon soul waved a sharp hook and a thunderbolt.
The general slashed down on his head, and the general waved his palm to summon a large group of hidden demons. He bowed his body and struck Liu Qiankun's knees with his sharp claws...
It is extremely painful to be besieged by those closest to you. Liu Qiankun, who was so powerful just now, actually fell into passivity for a while...
(Third update, stop talking nonsense! Please give me a gold medal!)