Qing Ming

The invisible ancient sword lay beside Liu Qiankun. He tried hard to calm down the throbbing in his heart. The corner of his eyes fell on the sword, and he muttered two words silently in his mind: Qingming... the pressure around him It squeezed his body frantically, and even the bones made crackling sounds.

The servant of the god smiled grimly and pressed his palm down inch by inch. The pressure in the space would increase several times with each inch. Looking at the blood slowly dripping from the corner of the little guy's mouth opposite him, there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. pleasure.

Crash!The magma in the crater couldn't bear this invisible coercion either, it turned into a dark red water column and rose up, and then sprinkled little by little, like a blood rain falling out of thin air.

Liu Qiankun closed his eyes, his burly body slowly slumped, and the moment he fell to the ground, he shouted in his heart: Qing Mingjian, help me kill that dog servant!

Clang!

A clear dragon chant resounded in this space, and the Qingming sword rose slowly. There was no flash of brilliance, no gorgeous sword gang, but only a cold killing intent. Every inch of the sword rose, The killing intent became a bit colder, and the surging magma cooled instantly, turning gray and white.

If not long ago, this space was an unbearably hot midsummer, but now it has already turned into a bitingly cold midwinter, and it is the ancient sword that does not show its brilliance that changes all of this.

The servant of God didn't move, the sneer on the corner of his mouth was solidified at this moment, the killing intent that shocked the world pierced into his heart like a substance, he couldn't move, as if he would be mercilessly chopped off by the ancient sword if he just moved his little finger For the powder.

The red-haired old man smiled. He had finally waited for this moment. Millions of years of anguish disappeared with this smile. He had been waiting for the unsharp magic weapon in front of him for many years, and today he finally got it.

It's a pity that Liu Qiankun was no longer able to see this one-sided battle. His final cry finally awakened the killing intent of this ancient divine weapon, the killing intent of Jade Immortals and God of Death...

The Qing Ming sword moved, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the servant of God, and moved forward a foot. It was torn apart foot by foot, without any hindrance...

"what!"

The God Servant let out a wild roar, his teeth fell down, and he bit the tip of his tongue to pieces. The severe pain woke him up suddenly, and he danced with both palms, as if he had thousands of extra arms in vain. .

Whoosh!Whoosh!whoosh...

Thousands of black lights burst out from the palm, and the violent wind roared towards the slowly advancing ancient sword.

Canopy!Canopy!canopy

The black light hit the sword body and made a dull violent sound, bright sparks bloomed in this space, like fireworks falling in mid-air, and circles of water-like aura spread to all directions, What kind of demigod domain was torn apart by this wave of aura!

The servant of the gods has long ignored these things, and the frequency of the dancing of his palms suddenly accelerated, and black light sources shot out continuously from his palms, and the sound of piercing the sky continued... But the corner of Vulcan's mouth behind him revealed a thick smile. smile.

Canopy!Canopy!Canopy... The criss-crossing brilliance interweaves into a network of light in mid-air. The intersection of the black light and the ancient sword is covered by the rising smoke, and the sword body has become blurred. Open, the cracks on the four walls of the space spread like spider webs.

Whoosh!

A little blue light shot out, like a shooting star, shooting towards the stunned servant. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the space seemed to freeze in an instant. Only that little blue light gradually enlarged in his gray pupils...

laugh!

The blue light pierced through the brain, and there was a muffled sound like cracking leather. The Qingming sword did not stay in the air for too long, but drew a gorgeous arc of light and turned it back in an instant, and inserted it into the chest of the servant again...

laugh!laugh!laugh……

Thousands of turnings were completed in the blink of an eye, and the shocked expression of the Servant of Destiny did not change, only a muffled sound was heard.

Canopy!

The servant's body instantly turned into a cloud of smoke and floated in the air, and even the iron chain wrapped around his waist was cut into pieces the size of rice grains, scattered on the magma that had already condensed into blocks.

The Qingming sword circled around Vulcan's side as fast as lightning, only a few ding-dong sounds were heard, and the iron chain that bound him for millions of years suddenly collapsed and fell down in pieces.

Choke!

The dragon chanted again, and the Qingming sword trembled violently a few times in the air, and finally fell down. The direction pointed by the sword tip was its master who was lying on the ground. Thanks to the great trust, it can finally be silent again...

Vulcan Zhuhe leaned over and grabbed Qing Ming who had landed on the ground, two tears fell from his cloudy eyes, and sighed softly: "What a magical weapon without front, I congratulate you and I will do my best to help you regain your edge!"

Qing Mingjian trembled slightly twice, as if responding to Vulcan's words, Ka Ka Ka!The tip of the sword pointing vaguely at Liu Qiankun who fell to the ground, it looked like a compass!

Zhu He lifted his long sword and swept it across the dusty ground. A hot gust of wind blew up on the flat ground, and all the dust on the ground was sucked into the crater that was solidified into the ground.

Goo-dong-dong!

Click!

Heat waves gushed out from the silent crater Xumijian, the originally solid magma burst open slowly, and strands of dark red magma spewed out, another scene of boiling.

Zhu He approached the fallen Liu Qiankun with steady steps, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, he muttered to himself: "This little guy has such a strange body, and he is unscathed in the demigod domain, it's strange!" Yay, wonderful!"

"Hahaha! The heaven and the earth are in a catastrophe, and the people who respond to the catastrophe have come out. Let's see how long your Destiny Protoss can cover the sky!" The Vulcan Zhuhe laughed wildly, and an aura that frightened the weather was rippling in this not-so-wide space. Soon, the cracks on the original high wall became denser, as if they would collapse at any moment.

Zhu He leaned over and picked up Liu Qiankun, who was blind, and walked quickly towards the hot crater, and jumped into the churning magma.

Gudong!Gudong!

The scorching magma returned to its original calm, and the turbid bubbles continued their rhythm of birth and death. The entire space was slowly filled with heat, but the cracks on the walls gradually closed strangely, and after a while, they turned into the previous bumps again. It looks uneven, as if nothing just happened.

Under the crater is a fiery red world, surrounded by mountains, but each mountain is dark red in color, a rushing river spans between the mountains, and the turbulent river is also blood-like. All the plants are red, even the birds flying in mid-air are covered with red feathers, and all the beasts in the forest are dazzlingly red without exception, everything is full of vitality in this fiery world...

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