Qing Ming

The salty sea breeze blew Liu Qiankun's flowing long hair, and the roaring sea waves beat against the lonely reef, but they couldn't wake up the sleeping man.Liu Qiankun's severed limbs have long since returned to normal. The scorching sun has turned his skin into a deep bronze color, and the newly born limbs can no longer be seen at all. However, his mind is still in chaos, and his incomplete soul has finally begun. Showing his terrifying side, his primordial spirit began to dormant.

The incomplete soul is like a bomb buried in his primordial spirit. This time the battle with the master of fate finally ignited the fuse of this bomb. Now the primordial spirit in Liu Qiankun's mind has begun to dormant. Waking up he will become an unconscious physical body.

sizzle!

A wisp of pink smoke rose from the top of Yuanshen's head, and a thin red needle was pulled out from Yuanshen's top door. The weapon spirit was actually born, but this weapon spirit is a trace of spiritual consciousness separated from Liu Qiankun's primordial spirit, or it can be said to be a chess piece buried by the primordial spirit long ago.

The primordial spirit is dormant, but Qi Ling is not dormant. In order to wake up the primordial spirit, it actually began to gently stab the palm of the primordial spirit with its tip, stabbing again and again, hoping to stimulate the primordial spirit to wake up with pain.After a long time, rows of dense pinholes have been pierced by the palms of Yuanshen, and traces of extremely pure liquid Shenyuan overflowed along the pinholes and continuously merged into the blood.The streamer cone fell down, and pierced towards the soles of Yuanshen's feet.

Day after day, the sea ebbs and flows.A simple pergola was set up above the reef, and Qing Mo and An Tianming sat beside Liu Qiankun like two immobile statues. Every time the sun rose and the sun set, Qing Mo would take some fresh water and pour it on the owner , that looks like watering a dying plant.

In the blink of an eye for three years, just when Qing Mo decided to take Liu Qiankun back to the Qiankun Immortal Mansion, the cheeks of Yuanshen, who was riddled with holes in his brain by the streamer cone, twitched violently twice, because the streamer cone was so powerful. He couldn't find a non-porous piece of flesh, so he stabbed at the little bird under Yuanshen's crotch.

laugh!

Wow!

Yuanshen suddenly opened his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness, which had been stagnated for thousands of days and nights, woke up instantly. At the same time, Liu Qiankun, who had been asleep for three years, also sat up with a cry, and subconsciously wiped his greasy cheeks. But unexpectedly, he found that his cheeks were covered with long beards, and he called out in shock: "Qing Mo, how long have I been asleep?"

Qing Mo stepped forward two steps respectfully and replied: "Master, it's been exactly three years since today."

"En!" Liu Qiankun was quite satisfied with this answer, got up and moved his hands and feet and found nothing abnormal, and a hanging heart fell back into his stomach.

The primordial spirit in his brain retracted the streamer cone bouncing in front of him with a wry smile, closed his eyes and quietly repaired the colander-like holes all over his body.It was extremely lucky to be able to wake up this time, but maybe what awaited him next time would be a long sleep in the distance.

Liu Qiankun stretched out his palm and took out the Qingming Sword. He was also sighing for his escape. With a turn of the sword, he shaved off the beard on his cheeks, and jumped into the vast sea.Qingmo's three years of watering actually made him grow a thick layer of moss all over his body. If he didn't jump into the sea water to wash it, maybe even the second daughter of Chu Han would laugh when he went back.

In the past three years, the entire God Realm has been in a mess. Among the top ten Divine Palaces, the ones with the deepest ambitions have launched an annexation war without the suppression of the Destiny God Clan.The alliance formed by the four shrines of Emperor Shun, Haining, Zhutian, and Manlu annexed the two shrines of Longteng and Leiming, which existed in name only, with lightning speed, and then began to attack the Tongxuan shrine in the south. Jinpeng Ridge and Moshen Cliff joined forces to start a protracted tug-of-war.

Jinpeng Yaozun and the strong men under the command of the great demon god Baxi are like clouds. At the beginning, they fought with the alliance of the four great gods, but it is a pity that King Yu and Liu Qiankun's four great gods have already returned to the Qiankun fairy mansion. After three years of hard work , Jinpeng Yaozun and Baxi Great Demon God gradually lost the wind.

The Qiankun Immortal Mansion has already been sealed off, and Baxi is not allowed to enter the law. Seeing the gods led by the four god kings besiege the Demon God Cliff, although he is very anxious, he has no choice but to support Jinpeng Demon Venerable. The survivors do not know how many have fallen.

At this time, Ba Xi was walking restlessly in the magic palace with a letter of war in his hand, beside the respectful Jinpeng Yaozun and Ziyuejun brother and sister.God-eating Empress leaned back on a big chair with a pale face. Three days ago she led the army of God-eating ants in a fierce battle with the gods of the Four Great Divine Palaces. Unexpectedly, there was an ancient god-level powerhouse sitting in the Four Great Divine Palaces. The Goddess Goddess lost her army and returned in a big defeat, and she was seriously injured by the mysterious strong man.

"Damn, if Qiankun is where it is, it's the turn of these grandsons to show off..." Ba Xi frowned, and suddenly raised his hand, the letter of war turned into a black flame and disappeared with the smoke.

Zi Yuejun twisted his body forward, stroked his slightly protruding abdomen with his palm back, and said softly: "Tomorrow, the four great god kings will not go to the battle, we will guard this demon god cliff like an iron bucket, and it may not be possible to measure those evil gods." can break through."

The powerful monsters have already lost a lot in the three years of tug-of-war, and now Ziyue-jun's words about sticking to them are just trying to ease Ai Lang's heart.

"We have to fight. Even if it's for our devil boy, we have to fight with those grandsons, lest he come out and scold me for being ignorant." Pulling the lantern, he opened his eyes, but when he looked at Ziyue The sharp eyes in Jun's stomach suddenly turned into soft ripples.

"Okay! I, Jinpeng, will have a bloody battle with my brother Baxi and those grandchildren. It's enough to live in vain." Jinpeng Yaozun lifted the corner of his robe, and two gleams of light flashed in his eyes.

Zi Hanxiao was silent, she lowered her head and wiped the sharp gun in her hand, God Devourer quietly placed a catkin on the back of Zi Hanxiao's palm, making his movements slightly stagnant, and immediately began to carefully wipe the already polished gun. The tip of the gun comes.Zi Hanxiao and God Eater face each other day and night, and there is a tinge of love for each other, and there is no need to hide it when the final battle is about to come.

"Hahaha... Do these grandchildren think that with the help of the ancient gods, they will be able to defeat me? Even if I return to the throne tomorrow, when the muddy Liu Qiankun has enough wandering, I will definitely beat them up when I think about it Gray." Ba Xi raised her head and laughed wildly, and the whole Demon Palace trembled in his laughter.

"Damn, who are you talking about being muddy with this piece of black charcoal?" A magnetic baritone voice lingered outside the magic palace.

(Second watch, the pure men are rising, and the gold medal list is showing off. Don't let the master who said that the Qingming reader is impotent in the second half of the month gain momentum! He is right behind me! Go!)