Qing Ming

Looking up at this majestic and majestic palace, Liu Qiankun suddenly felt a sense of insignificance in his heart, and he couldn't help sighing secretly: his body has been turned into flying ashes, leaving this place as a lonely city.Since I came here, I have to go in and collect some good things. If there are any good things, I can make the best use of them, so as not to be buried in this dead and lonely city.

It's strange to say that this ancient god of Xuanbing is not even as good as the masters of the top ten shrines. Apart from the two gluttons, he doesn't even have a guard at the gate. It seems that this old popsicle is an extremely conceited guy, which is also convenient Liu Qiankun drove straight in without spending any extra effort.

The scene in front of him after entering it made Liu Gan look bitter. The inside was empty, and there were not even a decent table or chair. Except for a few huge pillars, everything in the hall could be seen clearly at a glance. The palace wall is also dazzlingly white, not to mention the hanging decorations, there is not even a nail, the only thing pasted on the south palace wall is a portrait of a god and man holding a long sword, and the painting on it is Xuan Bing The ancient god himself, a milky white prismatic crystal inlaid on the hilt is particularly eye-catching.

"Damn, I think this Xuanbing ancient god should be changed to a lonely god. There is not even a bowl and dish left, and there is only such a big temple with his own portrait hanging!" Liu Qiankun felt bitter in his heart, But he still did not give up and let out his consciousness to explore the empty hall, and finally returned to the portrait on the south wall.

"Xiao Huang, help me uncover that painting." Liu Qiankun turned his head and shouted softly. The only suspicious thing in this hall is probably the portrait.

"Yes, master." A slightly immature male voice sounded from beside the ears, and the Golden Crow Emperor flapped his wings and flew towards the portrait, and he swung his body and grabbed the portrait with sharp claws.

laugh!

There was a piercing howl, and the Ancient God Xuanbing on the portrait raised his hand and slashed out with a sword, a gorgeous white rainbow broke out from the sword and slashed at the Golden Crow Emperor's abdomen, beep!The Golden Crow Emperor let out a wail, and his small body was split by the sword and flew hundreds of feet away, and the outer canopy opened and hit the north palace wall fiercely.

Liu Qiankun was startled, his figure came out backwards, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at the side of the Golden Crow Emperor, leaned over and picked up its small body, holding it in front of his eyes, he saw a trace of it leaking from the corner of the little guy's mouth. A touch of fresh blood. Fortunately, although it has not turned into a bird form, its defense is still extremely strong. This sword did not penetrate its petite and exquisite body, but just threw it flying, and the bird's tongue was pinched by the beak , will ooze blood.

"Little Huang..." Liu Qiankun roared anxiously, but saw the Golden Crow Emperor in his hand rolled his eyes, his beak fluttered twice, but he didn't utter a word, the feeling of being chewed by himself was really uncomfortable.

Liu Qiankun's eyes were red, and the palms holding the Golden Crow Emperor began to tremble violently. Looking at the miserable appearance of this divine bird, a strong pain and self-blame surged into his heart instantly, and he turned his head and glared at the Weird portrait.

Canopy!

There was a violent shock in the palm, and as a loud explosion spread, the huge body of the three-legged Golden Crow Emperor flapped its wings and rushed towards the wall. A fire dragon spewed out from one of its long beaks, and shot towards the weird portrait.

Chi Chi!

The portrait was instantly burned into pieces of flying ink butterflies, and even the palace wall was burnt through a big hole, patter!An ancient sword with a sheath fell to the ground, it looked exactly like the one held by the portrait just now, and a prismatic crystal was inlaid on the hilt.

With the sword in the sheath, the released sword energy can blow the Golden Crow Emperor into the air, this sword must be extraordinary.

Liu Qiankun rushed to the side of the Golden Crow Emperor, stretched out his palm to caress its textured feathers, and said softly: "Xiao Huang, are you okay?" What he cared about at this time was not what was special about the ancient sword, but The safety of the three-legged Golden Crow Emperor.

"Master, just now I...accidentally...bited my tongue..." The Golden Crow Emperor lowered his head and replied a bit embarrassed, but the tip of his tongue was still a little numb, and he hesitated when speaking.

"What?" Liu Qiankun's eyes were wide open, he looked at the Golden Crow Emperor in astonishment, after about ten breaths of silence, he finally stretched out his hand and slapped it hard on the big head.

"Turn me back into a bird!" Liu Qiankun yelled angrily, causing the Golden Crow Emperor to shrank his neck, turned around and turned into a bird, flapping his wings and flying onto his master's shoulder.

Sullenly, he stepped forward and grabbed the ancient sword on the ground, feeling a refreshing chill extending upwards along the palm of his hand. After the cold current swam around the limbs and bones, it flowed back along the arms again. Submerged into the hilt again, the careful Liu Qiankun noticed that the prismatic crystal on the hilt shone slightly.

"This sword is not bad. You can use it to make up for the days of the girl's cultivation." Liu Qiankun muttered to himself, and put away the ancient sword with his hands, but he didn't pull it out to have a look.

Sometimes you don't need to take out the sheath to try it out to measure the quality of a sword, maybe it only needs a feeling.Liu Qiankun had this feeling as soon as he got the ancient sword just now. The most valuable thing in this palace is probably this ancient sword.After the strange cold current swam through his body just now, all the cells in his body felt as comfortable as being scalded by warm water. The sword that can feel this way must be an ancient magic weapon.

All divine swords have spirits, what is lacking now is communication with the spirit in the sword.After getting this ancient sword, Liu Qiankun never stayed in this unowned palace any more, and went straight back to the extreme north ice field through the passage filled with cold current.

The cold wind was howling, and the sky was full of snow. Facing the cold wind, he flew in mid-air for half an hour and finally saw the ice sculpture palace in the distance, but what made Liu Qiankun tearful was the circle around the ice tomb. Figures, wielding all kinds of weapons in their hands, are struggling to dig the ice grave.

The ice tomb built by Hong Xiaotian was extremely strong, but under the relentless excavation of this group of highly cultivated gods and men, pieces of solid ice began to be dug out.Not far from the group of gods and men lay a man of God with his hands cut behind his back. His old face was facing the direction where Liu Qiankun was flying. .

The girl was cultivating in the ice tomb, but she didn't expect this group of gods and men to disturb her purity.Liu Qiankun became angry, and even his body trembled slightly involuntarily. The Golden Crow Emperor on his shoulder also felt the anger of his master, his claws buckled on the trembling shoulder, and he flew straight into the sky.

Boo!

A high-pitched howl resounded, and the Golden Crow Emperor rushed towards the group of daring gods with raging flames all over his body, his wings were like clouds, covering the sky and the sun...

(The third one is here, please ask for a favorite, recommendation ticket.)