Qing Ming

There is a cloud in the heavenly book of fate: the soul seal of King Yu Liu Qiankun, the soul seal of Wujiao God King, the soul seal of Jiangjun God King, the soul seal of Demon Soul God King, the soul seal of Magic Xuan God King... densely recorded on the silk There are thousands of names, all of which are marked with the word soul seal, even the names of gods and kings such as King Yu, Longteng, Chikun, etc. are all among them.However, Liu Qiankun also saw that some of the two characters of the soul seal were golden and flashing, while others were dim. The same is true for Jiao's.

"In the God Realm, there are all those who became god-kings ten thousand years ago." Hong Xiaotian said with a smile, but there was a trace of disdain in his words: "The so-called soul seal refers to Soul imprint, those with golden light will be recognized as Destiny Protoss, and can also be called Destiny Protoss."

"Then why are there only six people who don't have the word soul seal shining?" Liu Qiankun was most concerned about himself and the four god kings under him.

"Writings that have not been imprinted with the soul will not shine. You are all god-king powerhouses who have been born for thousands of years. The ancient gods who are in charge of the Book of Destiny have not had time to include your soul imprint in it." Hong Xiao God answered every question, and the disdain on his face became more intense. Of course, this was not aimed at Liu Qiankun.

"Why aren't you and Panyu in this piece of rag? I'm afraid even Dajin and Dajin have been god kings for more than ten thousand years, right?" Liu Qiankun became a curious baby at this time. Reading the Book of Responsiveness to himself will definitely solve all the doubts in his heart.

"Hahaha! We are not under the jurisdiction of the Destiny Protoss. If we want to submit to the Destiny Protoss, there is only one battle." Hong Xiaotian laughed loudly, and a sense of arrogance emerged spontaneously.

"None of my business. Tomorrow I will bring this group of young and old back to the mortal world to live my happy life." Liu Qiankun curled his lips, and casually threw the book of destiny to Hong Xiaotian. He didn't bother to ask about the origin of Juantianshu.

Just take everyone back to the mortal world. With Liu Qiankun's current cultivation base and the memory left by Taoist Qingmu, it is really not difficult to find the paths to those two different spaces. beautiful.

"I stole this thing from Tianming Shenhun Palace thousands of years ago. It's useless to keep it!" Hong Xiaotian threw the book into the air with a wave of confidence, and raised a red light with his left palm and shot it into the air. As the heavenly book slowly fell, there was only a bang from the canopy, and the silk instantly turned into a ball of flames, and was completely burned up in an instant.

"It's useless to destroy this heavenly book. If the Destiny Protoss will not be eliminated for a day, the Three Realms will be under its applause." Hong Xiaotian sighed, and his face became serious: "Even though Brother Qiankun has become a god, he can't be alone. The remnant soul is under the control of that day's destiny god clan, and after ten thousand years of leisure, it will surely destroy both body and spirit, and it will only suffer for my two junior sisters to enjoy endless life alone."

Hong Xiaotian's words sounded extremely relaxed, every sentence and every word made Liu Qiankun's heart bitter, and his previous vision for a bright future was instantly shattered.

Ten thousand years of happiness may be an extravagant wish for ordinary people, but for Liu Qiankun, it is extremely short-lived. It takes a thousand years to settle down once. The body and the way of death disappeared into the invisible.He didn't know that even if Emperor Qing took control of this body, if he couldn't find the remaining two fragments, he would end up in the same way. Ten thousand years is really too short for him to become a god.

"Damn, it's this damn wretched soul again. It seems that I was born to be a hard worker, and I can't live a peaceful life for a few years." Liu Qiankun was very depressed, looked at Hong Xiaotian bitterly, and said angrily : "Tell me, how can I find those two broken souls, please be more refreshed, I also did the murder and arson."

Speaking of the murder and arson at the end, Liu Qiankun almost shouted hysterically, the Destiny God Race is not a kind person, even if he killed millions, he would definitely not frown.

Hong Xiaotian seemed to have expected this kind of reaction from Liu Qiankun, and his mood did not change at all. He just stared at the angry Liu Qiankun with a pair of deep eyes, and shook his head after a while and said: "Master once said There is a piece of your remnant soul under the control of the Heavenly Destiny God Clan, but it is not clearly stated in that control, and as for the other piece of remnant soul, even Master cannot detect its existence."

Liu Qiankun couldn't help but stagnate when he heard the words, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahaha..." The high-pitched and wild laughter carried a hint of deep hatred straight into the sky, and swayed far away in the endless night sky.

"Hong Xiaotian!" The laughter stopped suddenly, and Liu Qiankun looked directly at Hong Xiaotian's pupils: "Stop playing tricks on me, and immediately ask where your master's remnant soul is. All the Gods of Rebellion will be punished by the sword!" A strong murderous intent burst out from those purple-gold pupils, engulfing Hong Xiaotian with overwhelming coercion.

Liu Qiankun was really angry, and every trace of his blood was boiled with anger, the purple gold pupils began to slowly turn crimson red, and even Hong Xiaotian's eyes became dodged, he felt that he was standing at this moment. Opposite him is no longer the hearty and free and easy Qiankun, but a supreme demon god with murderous intent.

Liu Qiankun, who has waited for tens of thousands of years and thought he could finally live a happy life, is like a mortal who has been pushed from the peak of bliss to the cliff of death. But I want to watch it turn into clouds and smoke.He hates, is angry, is mad...all the negative emotions come to his heart at the same time, what is destiny?What is rebellion?Asking himself, seeking no solution, maybe only the sword and blood can vent the resentment in his heart.

"Qiankun..." Two mournful cries sounded from the ears, pulling back Liu Qiankun's spiritual consciousness that had boiled to a critical point in an instant, and the two soft and trembling bodies fell into his arms together, the red light in his eyes dissipated soundly, representing It is a deep helplessness and tenderness.

call!

Hong Xiaotian felt that the pressure in his whole body was relieved, he exhaled a long breath, and said in a low voice: "Why is it so, the master has a deep meaning for the two junior sisters to retreat and practice hard, and there will be arrangements when the time comes."

Gently stroking the soft and shiny long hair of the two girls, Liu Qiankun's eyes were full of tenderness, the murderous intent that had been soaring just now disappeared, and he ignored Hong Xiaotian, hugging the two beauties and walking slowly towards the side of Shenfeng.

He never believed in obedience to fate, but it was absolutely impossible for him to give up the happiness he had gained through hard work, and it was absolutely impossible for Liu Qiankun to be at the mercy of others everywhere.When Liu Qiankun walked to the edge of Shenfeng Peak, he suddenly turned around and smiled at Hong Xiaotian.

"My life is up to me, gods stop me, kill gods, immortals block me, kill immortals, people block me, slaughter people... This is my law." The indifferent voice came into Hong Xiaotian's ears clearly, and he raised his head. Seeing that the top of the god peak has disappeared without a trace.