Qing Ming

When Liu Qiankun straddled the Golden Crow Emperor and rushed into the Tenglong Divine Palace, he saw that the entire divine palace was surrounded by generals of the King of Yu in black armor. After a moment of hesitation, he was relieved. It must be his righteous father Yu. Wang Xian led a group of generals to occupy the Tenglong Divine Mansion. After all, it is much faster to pass through the teleportation array in the Yuwang Divine Mansion than to ride the Golden Crow Emperor. Perhaps that Long Teng was too confident and didn't bother to close it. The teleportation array in the mansion made it possible for King Anti-Yu to take advantage of it.

"Young Palace Master, the Palace Master invites you." It's been a long time since I saw Director Bai turned out from that place, smiled and gave Liu Qiankun a bow, and then stretched his palm sideways to the left, posing as a gesture of invitation.

Liu Qiankun's feet fluttered, and he followed Boss Bai closely, but he found something that made him very puzzled. Boss Bai seemed to be leading the way in a leisurely manner, but he was always three feet ahead of him.Even though he quietly quickened his pace, he was still half a beat slower, and he had already walked into the main hall where Long Teng gave orders in the past.

King Yu and Qionghong sat on the ground, and when they saw Liu Qiankun coming, they stood up to greet Liu Qiankun.Qionghong's body seemed a little stiff, but there was no serious problem when he moved.

When Liu Qiankun turned his head around, Manager Bai had already quietly left at some point, as if he had never appeared in front of him before.

"Father, brother." Liu Qiankun stepped forward and bowed his hands, but he couldn't consciously recall the scene when he walked with Director Bai just now.

There were too many concerns in his heart, and the mystery of Manager Bai made him feel a little uneasy.Elder brother, adoptive father, friends, and even the two beauties on the Arctic God Peak who have not come out of seclusion, all of these are concerns in his heart. Immortals cannot forget their feelings, and gods cannot be ruthless. These concerns in Liu Qiankun's heart may also be It's just a word of love.

"Let's go back to the mansion! After all, it's more comfortable to be in your own kennel." King Yu smiled lightly, and a little bit of humor came out of nowhere. The unbelievable feeling can only be attributed to being infected by this magical adopted son in the end!

Qionghong took two steps forward, stretched out his palm and patted Liu Qiankun's shoulder lightly, and said with a wry smile, "Let's go, I'm tired of seeing this place long ago." There was a bit of self-mockery in his words.

Liu Qiankun squeezed out a forced smile, and left Tenglong Shenfu just like that.All the gods and generals of King Yu also left, without hurting a god or man, nor taking anything outside of him.After the gods of King Yu's Mansion left, Mrs. Yaoji came out of the inner hall under the protection of a group of gods. For some reason, the faces of the gods did not show the slightest joy of rebirth after the catastrophe.

"King Yu is still here, and that little thief looking for heaven is also here. Could it be that the mansion master..." Mrs. Yaoji muttered a few words in her mouth, but her eyes became moist unconsciously, and two lines of tears ran down her cheeks silently. flow down.

The blood god invitation has been issued, and the two great god kings in Yuwang Shenfu are not damaged at all. The result of this battle is naturally self-evident. From today on, Tenglong Shenfu can no longer keep pace with the heroes of the god world, but it has become indisputable. fact.

Here is a boundless sea of ​​clouds, and in the middle of the sea of ​​clouds there is a milky white palace, standing majestically, without foundation stones, and without bricks, tiles and whitewashed walls, just like it should have existed in this white mist-shrouded void In general, ethereal and nothingness, with the flow of air, the whole palace is hidden in the void.

The palace is as quiet as death, and there is no human figure in sight. The most conspicuous thing is the two rows of human-shaped stone statues standing silently on both sides. There is a milky-white male statue in the middle. , the thick and indissoluble white mist lingered endlessly on the soles of the feet, even the ankles were hidden in the mist.

A golden robed god was kneeling at the foot of the milky white statue, muttering in his mouth: "Please allow the little god to descend to the realm..." Repeated over and over again, but the statue didn't make any sound at all, as if He is simply a dead thing without life.

The golden-robed god-man raised his head, revealing a mighty and extraordinary Chinese-character face, with scorching light shining in his two bright eyes, which also contained a trace of unconcealable sadness.

"Gu Longshen, I already know about your private blood god post, do you still want to avenge your fallen great-grandson in the lower realm?" An indistinct voice resounded in the hall, and the milky-white god statue's eyelids inadvertently fell a trace of light. Fine dust, but his eyelids did move.

"God Lord..." The golden-cloaked god-man trembled, but there was no more to say.

"Those who want to take away the living must be taken away by them, return to their place!" The faint voice sounded again, and then the calm in the hall was restored again. The golden-robed ancient dragon god said nothing again, and slowly stood up straight and walked away. He went to the row of statues on the right, and there happened to be a place among them, so he stood up like this.

Ka Ka Ka!

A crisp sound came from Gu Longshen's feet, and a layer of grayish white quickly extended up from his ankles. In a blink of an eye, his whole body turned into a stone statue, and he remained silent like this.

The moon is so round tonight, the bright moonlight is mixed with a touch of blood, and the sad moon shadow is reflected on the sea, which is a wonderful scene of two moons reflecting the sea.

Suddenly, there was a ripple in the void, and a muscular old man in a white robe stepped out. His orange-peel-like face was covered with deep wrinkles like ravines, and his silver beard reached his chest. He held a The sky-blue long-necked jade bottle stood empty in the night sky like this.

"Where is Bai Han?" The old man looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his wrinkled lips were slightly opened, and his boundless voice drifted far away in the night sky, condensed and undissipated, as if he was calling for someone's voice name.

Chi Chi!

There was a wave of rippling on the calm sea, and a thin white-robed god came riding the waves, walked up to the old man and stood still, cupped his hands and said, "Bai Han pays homage to the Great Elder." He raised his head only to realize that this god was the humble chief executive in King Yu's divine palace.

"There is a trace of spiritual consciousness left by the emperor before his fall. Find an opportunity to reveal it in front of the son of King Yu. If this son is not the reincarnation of the emperor, the spiritual consciousness will return to the bottle." The old man stretched his palm, The long-necked jade bottle in Bai Han's hand fluttered into Bai Han's hands, and his figure gradually floated up.

"Farewell to the Great Elder!" Bai Han held the jade bottle in his hand and bowed, with an indescribable respect.

"The emperor is back, my way is light, take him back to the mansion..." A boundless voice came from the sky, Bai Han raised his head, only a bright moon could be seen, and the faint blood streak became more and more vivid.

(Facts have proved that these men are still not as good as the readers of the Bingxin Dashen! If you have the ability to burst back! Others have added updates every three days, and I have been speechless for a while! Tired!)