Qing Ming

"Good gun!" Zi Hanxiao's fanatical eyes never left the magic gun in the hands of Immortal Emperor Haotian for a moment, and the sound sounded like a dream, and for a moment he completely ignored the location of the powerful people around him, only the magic gun in his eyes .

"I don't know if this gun can break the defense of the world of demons?" Liu Qiankun's expression was covered by the silver owl's mask, but the voice that came into Zi Hanxiao's ears had an unconcealable throbbing.

Spear and shield, the two intersect, it is still unknown which is stronger and which is weaker.But Liu Qiankun had an inexplicable confidence in the bookworm in the chaotic cauldron.

Immortal Emperor Haotian shook his gun, turned around and said, "I invite you to come to the God's Favor Conference again in a thousand years." After saying this, he put away the spear with a shake of one arm, but there was a three-inch knife in his palm, and the blade flashed brightly , like a cloud of blue light attached to the palm.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone in the Three Realms, the God's Pet Conference has become a farce of the Haotian Immortal Emperor slaying the dragon and standing up to the throne. His heart is more or less depressed, so it's better to go away as soon as possible.

Immortal Emperor Haotian raised his palm, and the small knife came out of the palm, the streamer of light flickered, as fast as electricity, the blade moved along a specific trajectory, and in the blink of an eye, an arch of Zhang Xu was drawn in the void.

This is a necessary procedure for the end of the previous conferences. Those familiar overlords of the Three Realms stepped forward, but their faces were a little more embarrassing. They knew that this small knife was a divine weapon. Now I don't know how many times it has been opened, and although there are not many people who get the artifact, there are not a few. There seems to be a delicate balance between them, and this balance has been broken the moment Emperor Haotian raised his spear.

Immortal Emperor Haotian, who owns two artifacts at the same time, has a feeling that makes everyone palpitate. The artifacts are also divided into grades. Although they don't know how to distinguish them, they have a vague feeling that the grade of the spear is far higher than that owned by others. Yes, the depression in my heart is self-evident.

An almost crazy idea came to Liu Qiankun's mind. When he left the place of the god sacrifice, he must find a chance to fight the Haotian Immortal Emperor. Even if he couldn't kill him, he still had to try the defense of the Chaos Cauldron , and will remain invincible in the real confrontation with it in the future.

With his mind set, his footsteps naturally became brisk. He and Zi Hanxiao were the first to walk in front of Immortal Emperor Haotian, but that Immortal Emperor Haotian looked sideways for a while.

Liu Qiankun's heart had already settled down, so he naturally ignored the surprised gazes of other people, and jumped up straight into the arched door.

When people from the Three Realms filed out, they saw two armored figures standing proudly in the sky of a hundred feet. The majestic demon energy lingered around them, and they could be seen at a glance as people from the Demon Realm. The silver-masked man who was about to come out in one step has long since disappeared.

"Miesha Shuangzun..." A Demon Venerable spoke out and revealed the identities of the two. Judging from the iconic demon king armor on their bodies, this is the Miesha Shuangzun born out of nowhere in the demon world.

Liu Qiankun deliberately covered his head and face with the demon king's armor, only revealing a pair of purple and gold pupils, but he was still the same as before, because he didn't need to hide anything at all, and he was silently reciting what Liu Qiankun taught him rhetoric.

"This seat is Baxi from the Demon Realm, can you all see my elder brother Blood Dragon Demon Venerable?" Baxi cupped his hands to Xuxu below him, pretending to be humble and polite.

This is exactly one of the rhetoric Liu Qiankun taught him. Only by finding a reason to fight can he openly fight the Emperor Haotian. In the blink of an eye, he has made all arrangements. There is only one reason for doing so. Even if he lost, it wouldn't hurt Zi Hanxiao.

There are a few people in the demon world who have seen Ba Xi, but they only heard about the mysterious Silver Owl Demon Venerable, and they don't know about the fact that Ba Xi said that he and the Blood Dragon Demon Venerable are brothers, but the majestic overlord of the demon world What he said was certainly true, and no one stepped forward to answer for a while.

"Uncle Baxi, you have to be the master for my father and brother!" A mournful cry came from behind the crowd, and a shambling figure rushed out, and Baxi bowed down to the air with a look of astonishment.

No one else but the second son of the Blood Dragon Demon Venerable whose father and brother were robbed, Blood Tuolong. The father is the brother, so he hurriedly stepped forward and cried.

Hearing the tearful cries of the blood camel dragon, Baxi's expression changed drastically, his figure almost fell from the air, and he cried out sadly: "The thief of Haotian, hurt my brother and nephew, I will not take revenge for this." What kind of face is based in the Three Realms..." The roar of infinite grief and indignation shook the heavens and the earth.

Liu Qiankun on the side almost laughed out loud. If it wasn't for the demon king's armor covering his head and face, everyone would know the truth from a glance, but he couldn't help laughing, and there was a growl in his throat, cursing in his heart: mother , this charcoal head really has the potential to win an Oscar!I am really ashamed of this acting skills...

One must know that time is running short and Liu Qiankun only ordered Ba Xi a few words. The black charcoal head was messed up by the bloody camel dragon and had long been forgotten. Up to now, this reason has been quite sufficient, and it has become an endless situation.

Ba Xi pretended to wipe his eye sockets twice, but they were really damp, probably because he accidentally burst into tears, and saw that his beard and hair were all stretched out, and he looked furious, and cursed bitterly: "The thief of Haotian, Hurry up and die, your grandpa will crush you today..." A strong murderous aura surged out, and the sky became dark in an instant.

Choke!

Liu Qiankun raised his Qingming sword with his hands up, and stood silently behind Baxi. He was just a supporting role at this time, and he was happy to pass everyone behind his back and sniggered for a while.

The Blood Camel Dragon had long heard about the killing of the Shuang Zun and the death of the stars, but his heart grew in vain. He rose into the sky and stood proudly beside Baxi'Uncle' with his hands down. rise.

Everyone in the three realms looked at each other, secretly thinking whether or not this great commotion was worth watching, and everyone in the demon realm applauded secretly. It would be a great thing to destroy the planet in a battle with the Haotian Immortal Emperor who was holding a divine weapon. A matter of face.

"Who is making noise here?" Immortal Emperor Haotian finally stepped out of the light gate, but he saw that the people of the three realms had already retreated thousands of feet away, and three murderous figures stood quietly in the void, and he couldn't help but look serious.

"Old thief, pay back my brother and nephew's life!" Ba Xi yelled violently, two veins popped out of his forehead, and with a violent move of both fists, two balls of blazing black light burst out like meteors falling into the sky To Emperor Haotian.

It's better to strike first, to send out a thunderous blow before he took out the artifact, which was also explained by Liu Qiankun, and Ba Xi naturally followed suit.

Clang!

The Qingming sword turned into a flood dragon, and a dazzling blue light pierced down through the air. The sword trembled ten thousand times in the blink of an eye, and Liu Qiankun had already used the strongest sword—Wan Chonglang.

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