Qing Ming

The turbulent void is like a pot of boiling water. This empty space without heaven and earth, where nothing is born, suddenly turns into a sea of ​​light.A bright light that is a hundred times more intense than the sun's light fills every corner of the void.The torrential energy gust tore apart the void that would not heal in the future thousands of times before it gradually calmed down.

When Liu Qiankun swept the darkening void in the distance with his divine sense again, he found that the master of fate had long since disappeared, as if he had evaporated out of thin air. Explosion, could it be that this guy broke through the air and escaped first?

"Hahaha! Qingdao can bring me surprises every time. To be honest, I really want to keep you alive for a few more days!" There was a burst of laughter from above the head, and the body of the master of fate twisted and fell from the depths of the sky. , the palms were raised above the head, and the palms were holding two blazing balls of light, circles of thunderbolts were swimming on the surface of the light balls, and the energy contained in them would never be inferior to the supernatural power of pill explosion.

Liu Qiankun suddenly shrank in the same air, flicked the white sleeve on the left side, and his left palm came out from the bottom of the sleeve like lightning.In the center of the palm, which is as bronze in color and faintly glowing, clusters of dark blue sword lights are released, and then the sound of sword chant is heard all over the sky, and thousands of sword lotuses shoot up against the momentum of the master of fate.

At the same time, the right palm was raised, and the Qingming sword turned into a blue rainbow and flashed out. The sword body trembled slightly, and a drop of green spring broke the sword, and rushed towards the lower abdomen of the ruler of fate. Covering up the real killing move, it is bound to defuse the attack of the master of fate, Thunderbolt Wanjun.

Qing Mo raised his head fiercely, and his palms were lifted out of the wide white robe like lightning, two groups of gray brilliance soared into the sky, directly hitting the lower body of the ruler of fate.An Tianming's long hair fluttered, and his figure turned into a stream of light and he walked up. When he raised his palm, a thousand light fists the size of a millstone surged out of the void, and they shot towards the back of the master of fate like a shooting star.

The tricks used by the Master of Destiny, who are all one, can be understood by An Tianming at a glance, and it is also very easy to use, so it is no wonder that the Master of Destiny is the most afraid of him.

Destiny master pressed his palms together, and the two light clusters trailed down like comets with long tail flames. They were meeting the brilliance above and below him. Immediately, they swiped their palms quickly into the void, only to hear a snort, and the void Suddenly, a pitch-black vortex appeared in the center, and the light fist shot by An Tianming seemed to be distorted by a strange force. It disappeared halfway, and all of them flowed into the center of the vortex like a river flowing into the sea...

Boom!

After a loud bang, the master of fate in the void disappeared without a trace, leaving only countless cloud-like fragments of the void floating down one after another.

Just when Liu Qiankun was surprised, there was a sneer from behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a big, luminous palm silently pressing on his back, crackling... The Chaos Cauldron Armor broke into countless golden fragments, A piercing sound of bone cracking came to his ears, and the palm went straight through his back and stretched out from his chest. Liu Qiankun endured the severe pain and slashed back with his sword, but it was a pity that there was nowhere where the sword light fell. The shadow of the master of fate...

Blood gushed out from the palm hole in his chest, Liu Qiankun felt helpless again, the long sword drooped down, and he closed his eyes in pain, his whole body fell like a shooting star, a bright red swayed in the sky... …

"Master..." Qing Mo let out a mournful cry, and was about to break through the sky, but unexpectedly, a circle of ripples appeared in the void in front of him, and a palm came out through the air, stopping his downward rush forcefully, only Can watch the master's body disappear into the field of vision.

"Ah!" Qing Mo let out a mournful roar, his eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes, he swung his fists and slammed towards the Master of Fate who shot out from the void, he went completely crazy...

"Not good!" An Tianming yelled, his figure fell down, turning into a streak of light and flying downwards. Only by retrieving the furnace that can seal the ruler of fate would he have a slight chance of winning, but let the ruler of fate be sealed obediently. Impossible, unless he is defeated first.

"Your opponent is me!" A black shadow swept out from the back of the master of fate like a ghost, and blocked An Tianming's way first. .

"Fractalization! Do you think you can stop me by splitting yourself in two?" An Tianming sneered, seeing his elbows bent, his hands clenched into fists, two groups of thunderbolts flashing endlessly on the surface of the fist.

Fractal transformation is not considered a profound supernatural power. To put it bluntly, it is to divide the deity into two. Opponents who are evenly matched can easily be killed by the deity, and both gods and bodies will be destroyed.However, even if Master of Destiny used the fractal shadow transformation supernatural power, he was somewhat stronger than An Tianming and Qing Mo. All he had to do now was to prevent the two gods from taking back the furnace.

"Good thoughts, the Void Realm is under my control, what can I do if you can't get the furnace cauldron?" The black shadow transformed by the master of fate said indifferently.

"Drink!" An Tianming yelled violently, and stretched out his fists towards the black shadow's chest.

While the fierce battle in the void was in full swing, Liu Qiankun was quietly floating in the void below them tens of thousands of feet away. The girl gently supported her master's body, calling out in a trembling voice, but there was no answer.The big hole in Liu Qiankun's chest that was sealed by the girl's baleful energy showed no signs of healing at all. The primordial spirit in his brain did not go dormant this time, but began to slowly dry up.

"Father! Get up..." The girl cried hysterically, and the only response to her was an echo in the void.

The girl wanted to cry, but there were no tears. She could only bite her lips desperately with her teeth. Except for the rows of deep tooth marks, there was no blood seeping out. She is a sword spirit and also her father's daughter...

The primordial spirit in the brain domain gradually thinned out, and there were a few wrinkles on the surface of the pink body. The final fate of the incomplete soul, the moment when the spirit and body will disappear is approaching.

"Father, wake up... the girl wants you to wake up... open your eyes and look at the girl... one look, just one look..." The girl trembled violently, hugging the master's body tightly in her arms, holding the sharp sword Unknowingly, the arm cut the skin on his shoulder, and the bright red blood stained the sword's edge.

Cry without tears, the sword has love.The girl can only twitch her body, but the person in her arms has gradually become cold.

The thoughts go away, as if they have returned to the past. "Dad, the hair on your mouth is stuck in the girl." "Dad, can you close your eyes?" "Whoever dares to be an enemy of my father, the girl will chop him into pieces!"...Acquaintance, friendship, blood relationship connected...

"Dad! Dad! Dad... I'll call you again." The girl's eyes shot out two scorching brilliance, and her voice sounded like a dream.

The girl lightly raised her sword arm, two points of determination flashed in her eyes, she bit her lips and stabbed at the center of her brow...

(The sword spirit has turned into a remnant soul, and the three souls and seven souls are all together. Everyone supports Qing Ming's free gold medal! Thank you!)