Qing Ming

The cold sword's edge pierced the girl's eyebrows, and a relieved smile floated on the girl's face. The moment she sucked out Bingxuan's evil spirit, she already understood that she was a piece of remnant soul, the last piece of remnant soul of her master.She had been hesitant and helpless, but at the moment when her master's life was about to die, she chose to return without hesitation, and merged the last remnant soul into the master's body.

"Father! The girl will always be with you..." The girl closed her eyes, her body gradually became transparent, and it turned into a curl of green smoke and faded away in nothingness. A piece of crystal clear prismatic crystals floated in the air After a circle, it turned into an arc of light and shot between Liu Qiankun's eyebrows, and the blood-stained Qingming sword landed on his chest with a snap.

The body that lost its support quietly floated in the endless dark void, the primordial spirit in the brain opened his eyes with a smile, his palms turned to the sky, his precious appearance was solemn, the wrinkles on his body quietly faded away, and his skin returned to tenderness The smooth appearance reveals a faint crystal air.

"Girl!" Liu Qiankun suddenly let out a mournful cry, and stretched out his palm to hold his chest.After the fusion of the last piece of remnant soul, Yuanshen has instantly repaired the wounds on his body. At the same time, he also carried all the memories of the girl. He never thought that the last piece of remnant soul was actually a girl, the sword spirit who has been with him for tens of thousands of years. ...

The girl was still laughing at the last moment, because she was finally able to truly integrate with her master, and Liu Qiankun could even feel the faint expectation in her heart, except for the short period of struggle after knowing that she was transformed by a remnant soul, the girl All the memories revolve around her incompetent father.

Tears fell silently, the man didn't flick his tears easily, only because they didn't reach the sad place.Liu Qiankun gently caressed the Qingming sword ridge with his fingers, but he could no longer feel the throbbing of the blood. The girl's voice and smile floated in his mind like a projection, and the girl never asked him for anything. What have you ever done, just give blindly...

Boom!

There was a loud noise above his head, and Liu Qiankun suddenly remembered that the battle between himself and the master of fate had not yet been decided. A ray of divine sense pierced through the sky, and he saw An Tianming and Qing Mo fighting with the two masters of fate in full swing .An Tianming was still able to deal with it freely, but Qing Mo had gradually shown signs of failure. Relying on his incomparably tyrannical chaotic body to resist, he was knocked back and forth by the cunning master of fate.

Liu Qiankun calmed down his boiling emotions, turned the corner of his robe into a ray of light and shot upwards, and he, who has integrated three souls and seven souls, felt a power that he had never had before, and looked at the fate that sneered Master, there was a cold murderous intent between his brows.Just when he was about to fight against An Tianming, the master of fate was less than a hundred meters below him, the master of fate suddenly stretched out his palm and pressed down.

Boom!

A loud thunderbolt passed over Liu Qiankun's head.This time, Thunder seems to be just around the corner.Liu Qiankun even faintly felt it.When the lightning flashed by, the strong electric current caused the scalp and hair to make a muffled sound, and at some point, a thick layer of dark clouds was already densely covered in the midair.

call out!

A green dragon soared into the sky, and the majestic sword energy rushed straight to the lower body of the master of fate. Liu Qiankun had already thrown the Qing Ming sword with a shaking hand.The sword spirit has passed away, and this Qingming is just a furnace, which can seal the spirit of chaos.

Seeing Liu Qiankun raising his palm and throwing the sword, the Master of Destiny had a sly smile on his face. He gave up An Tianming and stretched out his palm to grab the long sword. As long as he wins this divine sword that was born in the sea of ​​chaos, he will be able to combine good thoughts with others. The spirit of chaos was sealed in it, and it would be easy to take Qingdao's life when the time comes.

The sword shot upwards, the master of fate swooped down, Ji Zhang stretched his palms forward and wanted to grab the Qing Ming sword in his hands, and time was frozen at this moment.

Liu Qiankun charged through the air, his upward speed was several times faster than that of the Qingming Sword, and he rushed directly to the top of Fate Master's head. He stretched out his palms and slapped it down fiercely, and shouted violently: "Essential Absorbing Magic Art..."

Boom!

There was a sudden darkness in the void, and infinite darkness converged from all sides.Cover everything up, and the moment before the void falls into complete darkness again.Everything collapsed in the last ray of light before the ultimate darkness, including Liu Qiankun and the master of fate...

Those fleshy palms were like two black holes with infinite suction, sucking away the divine essence in the incarnation of the master of fate like a long whale sucking water, the speed was so fast that he couldn't even make any reaction. Half of the divine energy had been sucked away, so he could only raise his palm with all his strength and blast Liu Qiankun's lower abdomen.

Canopy!Canopy!

Two muffled sounds accompanied by the sound of broken bones sounded, and Liu Qiankun's lower abdomen was pierced again, but his palms clinging to the head of the master of fate did not move at all, and quickly pulled out the majestic spirit in his body like a sea of ​​rivers.

"Qingdao!" The Master of Destiny who was fighting against Qing Mo suddenly let out a roar, and his body swayed, turning into a zigzag lightning.Angrily shot down from the air, with his right hand stretched out like a thunderbolt, he slapped Liu Qiankun on the door.

The blow was real, and Liu Qiankun was sure to die, but he was so stubborn that he didn't dodge or dodge. He flipped the five-fingered pan with a single palm and greeted him with the momentum of burning the sky, with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and the light from the gap between the palms illuminated the dark void. The two of them went up and down, and they were connected into a straight line perpendicular to the void.

Chi Chi!

Strands of majestic divine essence that was almost substantive were sucked away from the head of the avatar of the master of fate, and then blasted towards his real body at an extremely fast speed. Liu Qiankun is like a wire, connecting the two currents together, and can also Said that the master of fate is now fighting with himself.

An Tianming had already grasped the Qingming Sword in his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched violently twice, and finally pointed the tip of the sword at the Master of Fate, and muttered an ancient rune in his mouth.

"Peel off the magic spell..." The master of fate was terrified, and wanted to retreat, but there was a strong suction force in his palm, which was completely opposite to the resistance just now. Finish reading the spell of stripping and sealing.Strips of dark golden rune light burst out from the top of the Qingming Sword, quickly binding the Fate Ruler around his body.

"How...how can you...recite...seal the spell." The master of fate desperately resisted the huge pulling force in the rune, and asked intermittently. He was not willing to fail like this, at least he had to give him a reason.

More and more rune light belts entangled the master of fate, and finally he could no longer make a sound. A pair of eyes looked at An Tianming unwillingly, as if waiting for his answer.

"You don't need to tell him, just let him guess slowly." Liu Qiankun stopped An Tianming who opened his mouth to answer, then turned his head and smiled at the master of fate: "Even if you guess right, there is no reward." ..."

"Hmm!" The Master of Fate's expression darkened, and puffs of black air spewed out from the top door, and then seemed to be drawn by the rune light belt, and was pulled in along the tip of the sword...

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