The salty sea breeze blew Liu Qiankun's flowing long hair, and the roaring sea waves lapped at the lonely rocks, but they could not wake up the sleeping person. Liu Qiankun's broken limbs had long since recovered, and the scorching sun had damaged his skin all over his body.
It turned into a deep bronze color, and the newborn limbs no longer looked any different, but there was still chaos in his mind. The incomplete soul finally began to show its terrifying side, and his soul began to sleep.
The incomplete soul is like a bomb buried in his soul. This battle with the Lord of Destiny finally ignited the fuse of the bomb. Now the soul in Liu Qiankun's mind has begun to sleep. If he can't naturally
When he wakes up, he will become an unconscious body.
Hiss!
A wisp of pink smoke emerged from the top of the Yuan Shen's head, and a thin red needle was pulled out from the top door of the Yuan Shen. It was the artifact, the streamer cone, gifted by the almost forgotten Fire God Zhuhe. This thin needle had been cultivated for tens of thousands of years.
A weapon spirit was actually born, and this weapon spirit was the seed of a trace of spiritual consciousness separated from Liu Qiankun's Yuanshen. It could also be said to be a chess piece that the Yuanshen had already buried.
The Yuan Shen was dormant, but the weapon spirit was not dormant. In order to wake up the Yuan Shen, it actually started to gently stab the palm of the Yuan Shen with its tip, pricking it again and again, hoping to use pain to stimulate the Yuan Shen to wake up. As time went by,
, rows of dense pinholes have been poked out of the palms of the soul, and traces of extremely pure liquid soul overflowed along the pinholes and continued to merge into the blood. The streamer cone dipped downwards, and then moved towards the yuan.
The sole of God's foot was pierced.
Day after day, the tide on the sea rises and falls. A simple pavilion is set up above the reef. Qing Mo and An Tianming sit beside Liu Qiankun like two immovable statues. Every time the sun rises and sets,
Qing Mo will take some fresh water and pour it on the owner, as if he is watering a plant that is on the verge of withering.
Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and just when Qing Mo decided to take Liu Qiankun back to Qiankun Immortal Mansion, the Yuanshen's cheeks, whose brains were pricked with holes by the streamer cone, twitched twice violently, because the streamer cone was so powerful.
Unable to find a hole-free piece of flesh, he pierced the little bird under Yuanshen's crotch.
laugh!
Wow!
The soul suddenly opened its eyes, and the spiritual consciousness that had been stagnant for thousands of days and nights suddenly woke up. At the same time, Liu Qiankun, who had been sleeping for three years, also sat up with a cry and subconsciously wiped his greasy cheeks.
However, he unexpectedly discovered that his cheeks were covered with a long beard. He was shocked and screamed: "Qing Mo, how long have I been sleeping for?"
Qing Mo took two steps forward with a respectful look on his face and replied: "Master, it has been exactly three years since today."
"Yes!" Liu Qiankun was quite satisfied with this answer. He stood up and moved his hands and feet but found nothing unusual. His high-spirited heart also fell back into his stomach.
The soul in his mind withdrew the cone of light that was bouncing in front of him with a wry smile, closed his eyes and quietly repaired the colander-like holes all over his body. He was extremely lucky to wake up this time, but
Next time, what awaits him may be an endless sleep.
Liu Qiankun stretched out his palm and took out the Qingming Sword. He was also lamenting that he could escape the disaster. With a turn of the sword, he shaved off the beard on his cheeks and jumped into the vast sea. Three years of Qingmo's life
The watering actually caused a thick layer of moss to grow all over his body. If he didn't jump into the sea water to wash himself, even Chu Han and the two daughters would laugh a lot after he returned.
In the past three years, the entire God Realm has been in a melee. The top ten divine houses that originally had the deepest ambitions launched a war of annexation without the suppression of the Destiny God Clan. Emperor Shun, Haining, Zhutian, Man
The alliance composed of the four major Lu divine palaces annexed the two major divine palaces of Longteng and Leiming in name only with lightning speed, and then began to attack the Tongxuan divine palace due to the south. At this time, Jinpeng Ridge and Demon God Cliff joined forces to fight
A protracted tug-of-war ensued.
Demon Lord Jinpeng and the Great Demon God Baxi had many strong men under their command. At the beginning, they fought with the alliance of the four great gods, each with their own victory or defeat. Unfortunately, the four great god kings under King Yu and Liu Qiankun had already returned to the Qiankun Immortal Mansion. After three years of hard fighting,
, the Jinpeng Demon Lord and the Great Demon God Baxi gradually fell behind.
The Qiankun Immortal Mansion has been sealed for a long time, and Baxi is not allowed to enter. Seeing that the gods led by the four great god kings are surrounding the Demon God Cliff, he is extremely anxious but has no choice but to support himself with the Jinpeng Demon Lord.
I don’t know how many people have perished.
At this time, Baxi was pacing restlessly in the Demon Palace with a letter of challenge in his hand. Next to him were the Jinpeng Demon Lord and Ziyuejun brother and sister who looked solemn. The God-devouring Empress was leaning on a big chair with a pale face.
Three days ago, she led an army of God-Eating Ants to fight a fierce battle with the gods of the four major divine palaces. Unexpectedly, there was an ancient god-level powerhouse sitting in the four major divine palaces. The God-Eating Empress lost her troops and was defeated. She was also defeated by that man.
The mysterious strong man was seriously injured.
"Damn it, if somewhere in the world it's the turn of these grandsons to show off their power..." Ba Xi frowned, and suddenly raised his hand, and the letter of challenge turned into a ball of dark flames and disappeared with the smoke.
Ziyue Jun turned forward, returned his palm to caress his slightly bulging belly, and said softly: "It's just that the four great god kings won't go to the battle tomorrow. We will guard the Devil's Cliff like an iron barrel, and we can't even measure those evil gods.
It can be broken."
The powerful demons and monsters have already suffered a lot of losses in the three years of tug-of-war. Now Ziyuejun is just trying to ease the heart of his lover when he talks about being stubborn.
"We have to fight, even if it's for our little devil, we have to fight with those grandsons, lest they come out and scold me for not taking the initiative." Ba Xi Lantern opened his eyes, but when he looked at Ziyue
The sharp look in Jun's lower abdomen suddenly turned into a soft ripple.
"Okay! I, Jin Peng, will have a bloody battle with my brother Ba Xi and those grandsons. It's enough that I have lived in vain for so long." Demon Lord Jin Peng lifted the corner of his robe, and two divine lights flashed in his eyes.
Zi Hanxiao remained silent, lowering his head to wipe the magic gun in his hand. The God-devouring Empress quietly placed a catkin on the back of Zi Hanxiao's palm, causing his movements to lag slightly, and then began to wipe it carefully again, which was already shining.
The tip of the spear came. Zi Hanxiao and the God-Eating Empress faced each other day and night, and there was a trace of love between them. There was no need to hide it when the final battle was about to come.
"Hahaha... Do these grandsons think that with the help of an ancient god, they can defeat me? Even if I return tomorrow, when the confused Liu Qiankun has wandered enough and thinks of me, I will definitely break them to pieces.
Hui." Ba Xi threw his head back and laughed wildly, and the entire Demon Palace trembled under his laughter.
"Damn it, who are you calling this piece of black coal muddy?" A magnetic baritone voice sounded outside the magic palace.
(Second update, pure men are rising, and the gold medal list is showing off. Don’t let that great guy who said that Qingming readers will have impotence in the second half of the month get the momentum! He is right behind me! Go for it!)