Qing Ming

This red world is also an enchantment created by Zhuhe millions of years ago. He called it Red Prison, but in this red prison, its master is imprisoned: Vulcan Zhuhe!

Millions of years may be just a long journey of cultivation for those real gods, but it is an extremely painful torment for Zhu He who is imprisoned here. Unfortunately, he was captured by the Destiny God Clan in order to let his brother Zhu Rong escape. Ninety percent of his cultivation has been sealed, and after being locked up, he tried his best to open up the barrier of red hell. His cultivation and supernatural powers are already not far from those of a newly formed monk.

Zhu Heheng hugged the unconscious Liu Qiankun and walked slowly along the river bank. Every few steps, wisps of pink mist rose from the dark red river water, and the mist drifted over his head and slowly condensed. It formed a funnel-shaped airflow, poured straight into his top door, and it circulated endlessly...

Wisps of mist continuously poured into Zhuheding's door, his body also changed during this slow walk, and the tangled and intertwined wrinkles on his face gradually unfolded. He turned into a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Hahaha! The Lihuo True Essence that has been hidden for millions of years has finally returned to its original body, so happy!" Zhu He Yangtian laughed three times, expelling the depression in his heart that had been suppressed for millions of years,

This red house is one piece, with no traces of mud, tile and stone masonry visible. The whole house is about a foot square, and the whole body is shining with a dark red streamer. If Liu Qiankun wakes up, he may faint again, because this house unexpectedly It was carved out of a whole block of dark red high-grade profound crystal, or the rarest red profound crystal in the world, this Zhuhe's handwriting is too shocking!

Zhu He flashed into the room and put Liu Qiankun in his hand on the ground at random. It's no wonder he was there, because there was not even a bed in the most extravagant Chixuanjing house in the world...

Zhu He sat on the ground, casually grabbed the ancient Qingming sword and looked at it carefully, his face became serious as he watched, as time passed by, Vulcan's brows slowly twisted into a clear word 'Chuan' .

The divine baby in Liu Qiankun's dantian opened his eyes with a smile, stretched out his hands and stomped his feet, and began to move, traces of spiritual energy spread in the blood, breaking through the blocked knots one by one.

puff!

Liu Qiankun turned over and spat out a mouthful of blood, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see a red-faced man sitting cross-legged beside him, holding his own Qingming sword in his hand, his eyes gleamed red, and deep red eyes appeared between the two red eyebrows. His dignified look seemed to be in deep thought.

"Hey! Does this fire stick look good?" Liu Qiankun asked suddenly, he already believed that his character had exploded once again, probably because he was saved by the man in front of him.

"The ancient magic weapon, the sword conceives the spirit; when it is unsheathed, it is agile, and it can kill immortals and kill gods..." Zhu He didn't answer, and murmured a paragraph.

Liu Qiankun sat up straight, and stretched his waist very comfortably. He already knew the identity of the man opposite him. With his red hair and his red 'Second Brother' face, apart from the iron chain The locked old man probably has no one else.

"Iceland of the Prisoner God, the true formula is hidden; the magic soldier has no front, I wish you the glory!" Liu Qiankun resisted the coldness behind his back and read the so-called oracle heard from the old man Zhu Qing.

"Hmm!" Zhu He raised his head, stared at Liu Qiankun with a stiff face, and said, "Where did you hear this oracle?"

"An old craftsman surnamed Zhu, seems to have entrusted me with some nonsense Prisoner God Bingyuan to get some 'Lihuo Zhenjue'..." Liu Qiankun knew that the 'secret sign' probably matched, and the middle-aged man in front of him was the same as that Vulcan congratulations have a certain relationship.

Zhu He stared blankly for a long time before sighing slightly, and said, "Is the Zhu family okay now?" His words were indifferent.

"Not good!" Liu Qiankun shook his head sternly, and then told the story of his chance encounter with Zhu Qing.

Zhu He listened to Liu Qiankun's words indifferently, nodded slightly and said: "All the ascension people of Zhu's lineage have been reduced to hard prisoners. I can give you the Lihuo formula. You need to tell Zhu Qing that you will stay in the human world forever and not be able to ascend. !"

...Liu Qiankun couldn't help being a little depressed, and thought to himself: This guy is so arrogant, he speaks as if he is your follower, so it depends on how much he will be paid to be a correspondent, right?

Zhu He seemed to see Liu Qiankun's mind, the corner of his mouth stretched, and he said with a smile: "Zhu He won't let you go in vain, how about helping you unlock the seal on the scabbard first?"

"Seal? The scabbard?" Liu Qiankun's eyes widened, and his body froze. He didn't expect that the 'burning stick' he was talking about all day was actually an ancient sword with a scabbard...

"Once the seal on the scabbard is released, the spirit conceived within it will definitely wake up. Whether you can control this magical weapon depends on your good fortune. The solution is all up to you!" Zhu He ignored the bitterness on his face. Liu Qiankun spoke on his own.

"..." Liu Qiankun was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that Qing Ming, who had followed him for several months, contained so many incomprehensible things. It's really strange that things happen every year, especially this year!

After contemplating for a while, Liu Qiankun finally gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Unlock that ghost seal, brother's guy will naturally be able to control it, so you can open it boldly!"

Zhu He couldn't help frowning when he first heard the word "brother", then nodded slightly, and brushed casually towards Liu Qiankun where the old god was.

call!

A gust of wind blew flat, and the huge force pushed Liu Qiankun flat and flew out, until he hit the Chi Xuanjing wall before falling heavily.

Liu Qiankun's back was numb from the impact, and he was about to stand up and have a good theory with the moody Vulcan, when he saw that Zhu He split his palms and threw up the ancient sword in his hand.

The two palms danced out pieces of dark red afterimages, and each afterimage flashed will bring a group of light blue flames.

Chi Chi Chi!

The light blue flame kept shooting at the Qingming sword floating above Zhuhe's head, and the falling position did not deviate by half, hitting all the joints between the hilt and the jaw of the sword.

Each group of blue flames hit the sword jaw and did not spread out, but quickly connected together to form a light blue ring of fire, enclosing the Qingming sword firmly.

Liu Qiankun stared blankly at the scene in front of him, but a strange idea popped up in his heart: How does this look like the old time of burning oxygen welding?It seems that this Vulcan really has the potential to be an oxygen welder!

Just when Liu Qiankun was obsessed with lust, he saw that Zhu He opened his eyes violently, and his palms suddenly drew two arcs of light in the void. Turning white, and then turning into a circle of scorching white flames...

Chi Chi Chi!

Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha!

The Qingming Sword made dull, muffled noises, and the blade began to vibrate violently...

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