Chapter five hundred and sixty first saw the pig before the battle
This lazy scolding sounded like the sound of nature to Ba Xi's ears. The frowned eyebrows relaxed instantly, and the flesh on his big face shook, and was replaced by a smile.
Zi Yuejun beside him was also bursting with laughter, because they knew that the prodigal god who could lift the dark cloud that had been suppressed in their hearts for three years had arrived.
Liu Qiankun walked into the hall with a smile and touched his nose. When he walked in front of Ba Xi, the smile on his face became even brighter. His smile made Ba Xi's heart tingle, and he subconsciously stretched out his palms to cover his head. However, he couldn't help it.
His eyes blurred, but there was still a cracking pain in the top of his head, and Liu Qiankun gently covered his nose with his palm.
Ba Xi touched the raised flesh bump on her head with an innocent face, looked at Liu Qiankun eagerly, and finally squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying. To paraphrase Liu Qiankun's previous words, it was painful and happy at the same time.
The long-term drought and tired hearts of the gods received the most timely nectar, and the gloom in their hearts disappeared. Ziyue Jun twisted his waist and actually suffered from the above, describing how the four major divine alliances have been aggressive in the past three years, trying to dominate the gods.
He explained the world affairs in detail and couldn't help wiping away tears when he got emotional.
Liu Qiankun felt an inexplicable pain in his heart when he looked at the haggard-looking Zi Yuejun. Then he looked at the pale-faced God-devouring Empress, and a nameless anger surged to the top of his head. Then he smiled, laughing angrily, and stepped forward to face her.
Ba Xi lightly punched his shoulder and said: "In tomorrow's battle, how about joining forces to kill the two masters again?"
"Okay! This time we are not gods, we are demons. Let these ignorant turtles have a taste of how to kill the two gods." Ba Xidong punched Liu Qiankun on the shoulder. The red light in his eyes flashed, and he actually held the
A touch of mist.
After waiting for tens of thousands of years, he could finally experience the overwhelming pride of the two killing gods when they swept across the three realms. Ba Xi had waited for this moment for too long, and the demon blood in his heart that had been silent for thousands of years boiled up again.
"And me." Zi Han smiled and raised his head suddenly, hitting the ground with the spear in his hand. After a cracking sound, a circle of fine cracks opened on the ground.
Liu Qiankun's eyes were like a torch, and it was not difficult to see that Zi Hanxiao's cultivation was still at the peak of the superior gods, and was still one step away from the realm of the god king. He thought casually and asked: "Hanxiao, why?" He knew that Zi Hanxiao was definitely not addicted.
Kill the warlike god.
Zi Hanxiao turned to look at the God-eating Empress beside her, with tenderness in her eyes, and said lightly: "They hurt my beloved."
"Ouch, my mother!" Baxi screamed strangely, her body shook exaggeratedly, and her pair of lantern eyes kept turning upwards, as if she suddenly had an emergency.
Liu Qiankun looked at Ba Xi with a surprised look on his face and said in a puzzled voice: "What are you kidding about? I am an expert in treating such difficult and complicated diseases." After saying this, he made a circle with his index finger and tried to prick Ba Xi's head.
knock.
"Wow! How come you don't even have the slightest sense of humor? I've been scratched by my uncle's words for more than ten years. If I don't shake them off, why can't I take them to bed?" Baxi jumped to the side with a strange smile on his face, and raised his hands.
He covered his head tightly with his palms and said.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and there was a sharp pain on the back of his head. He turned around and saw that his mother-in-law was blowing a reddish pink fist with a smile on her face. The blow just now was given to him by Ziyue Jun.
The lesson. The gods in the temple looked at the defeated appearance of the great demon Baxi, and felt happy for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing loudly.
After a night of silence, Liu Qiankun also tasted the softness of his gums for the first time in three years. He slept very comfortably. In his dream, the two beauties were smiling at him. After the smiles disappeared, another one appeared.
The peerless beauty full of resentment is none other than the daughter of God King Haining...
He slept until three o'clock in the morning when the sound of shouting woke him up from his peaceful sleep. Then he remembered that there was still a battle related to the survival of Demon God Cliff waiting for him today. He slapped his forehead and turned over, and quickly stood up.
He stepped out of the door. There was already a large group of strong demons holding weapons standing outside the door. The leader was Ba Xi and the Jinpeng Demon Lord. Standing with a purple smile and a gun, he looked particularly majestic in a personal armor as black as ink.
In contrast, Liu Qiankun, who was sleepy-eyed, lost his bearings.
"Haha! Do you want all these people to go to dinner together? All you need to do is walk with me." Liu Qiankun smiled brightly and reached out to scratch his fluffy bun disapprovingly.
Don't look at the fierceness of the alliance of the four major gods. In Liu Qiankun's eyes, they are just like chickens and dogs. The strongest one is just an ancient god, which is equivalent to an existence without any threat. It does feel like killing a chicken with a bull's knife. But for the sake of safety,
For the sake of Ba Xi and Zi Hanxiao, it was better to go there in person. After a good sleep, Liu Qiankun was completely awake. As long as he went to the battlefield, the god kings of the four major gods might turn around.
Just run, this is a battle without any suspense.
It was like a strong male facing a group of dolls who had just learned to walk, and the male could still do martial arts... The more Liu Qiankun thought about it, the more boring he became, and in the end he shook his head with a wry smile.
Seeing Liu Qiankun's wry smile, Ba Xi turned his palm and took out a shining silver mask and handed it over: "Hey! With this, you will still be the Silver Owl Demon Lord."
Liu Qiankun was surprised to take it in his hand and take a look. A warm current came to his heart. It was actually a face-covering mask that was exactly the same as the Silver Owl mask. The mask changed into various faces in his hand, and finally he slowly put it on his face.
superior.
"Haha! There's no need to thank me. Your sister-in-law made this overnight, so you can have more fun today." Ba Xi looked at Liu Qiankun with a strange smile on his face. He naturally knew what this mask contained.
significance.
"Let's go! That's enough for you three." Liu Qiankun pointed at the three gods, then turned to Qing Mo behind him and said lightly: "The three of them can't make any mistakes, you know?" The implication is clear.
Let Qingmo protect the three gods.
Although the opponent this time is not strong, it is always better to be careful. Five rays of light shot up into the sky, like five meteors moving in unison and throwing towards the bottom of Demon God Cliff...
Tens of thousands of gods and men from the four major divine palaces at the foot of Demon God Cliff were waiting in formation, with four large flags fluttering in the wind. Behind the four arrogant divine kings, there was a large chair made of unknown plant and vines, sitting on it.
An ancient god holding fragrant tea in his hand, and next to that ancient god, there was actually a 'mini pig' sleeping with drooped ears...
Whizzing……
Five blazing meteors dragged their long tail flames down through the sky, and their falling speed suddenly slowed down less than a foot above the ground. Five figures were suspended in front of the four major divine palace formations. The leader was a
The god-man wearing a silver-white mask, with a pair of extremely deep eyes revealed under the ferocious mask, was quietly looking at the pig lying on the ground.
(Third update, okay! Brothers, use gold medals to shut up the masters who look down on Qingming readers!)