Qing Ming

The vast sea of ​​stars is boundless, and a kind-faced old man sits cross-legged in it with a long-necked bottle as white as suet in his hands, blending with the brilliant stars around him, as if he should have been sitting here in the first place.

"Old friend from afar, I should be worried about you." The old man smiled slightly and slowly closed his eyes.

Liu Qiankun lay down on the ground and fell into a drowsy sleep. He suddenly felt light in his body, and his whole body floated up, his body was as light as a cloud of dust and smoke swaying in the wind.

"Huh! How did I come here? Didn't I remember staying in the purple moon?" Liu Qiankun was puzzled and murmured to himself.

In front of him was a high mountain with rolling peaks, and he was floating among the high mountains at this time.

Not far away, there is a quaint boundary monument with four big characters written: Yunluo Wonderland, with vigorous and powerful characters, quite breathtaking.

Liu Qiankun frowned, but his body involuntarily floated towards the mountain.

I don't know how far I have drifted, but there is a valley shrouded in clouds and mist in front of me, and there are faint bursts of angry reprimands in my ears.

"You damn evil dragon, the master has given you a great favor by ordering you to be locked up in this impoverished dragon pool. If you are dishonest, don't blame me for being ruthless..."

Ow!

A high-pitched dragon chant shook the entire valley, as if venting its anger.

Snapped!Snapped!

Two dull whips sounded, and the sound of the dragon's chant stopped abruptly.

"Yunluo Jinxian, one day my brother ascends to the fairy world, and he will definitely crush you to ashes." A majestic voice sounded in the valley, and a strong hatred went straight to the sky.

Liu Qiankun floated over the valley, and what he saw almost took his breath away.

A gigantic five-clawed golden dragon was impaled in the pool by a thick black iron chain through its back. The single horn on its forehead stood out. A black-faced man holding a whip was standing in the pool with a smirk on his face. side.

"Brother!" Liu Qiankun wanted to shout, but he couldn't. He wanted to draw his sword, but no matter how much he called for the Qiankun Ring, there was no sound at all.

The golden dragon's body was stained with blood, and there were probably thousands of wounds, big and small, and in some places even white bones could be seen, which was really shocking.

"Hmph! Just dream, I will let you taste the dragon whip right now." The black-faced man snorted coldly, and the long whip in his hand threw out thousands of whip flowers and slapped the golden dragon fiercely.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped……

Pale golden dragon blood splashed, floating on the rippling blue water. The golden dragon struggled to wriggle its body, groaning from time to time, but it never uttered a sound.

Every time the whip went down, Liu Qiankun wanted to hit his heart. He wanted to rush down and block the long whip with his body, but he couldn't move. He could only watch Qionghong struggling in the trapped dragon pool.

The black-faced man seemed to be tired after whipping for a while, so he pulled his palm back and retracted the blood-stained long whip.

"Golden Immortal has ordered that if you don't obey the discipline again, you will be whipped three times a day for 500 years, and it depends on whether you obey..." The black-faced man grinned.

Qiong Hong struggled to raise the dragon head, spurted out a mouthful of blood mist, and said in a hateful voice: "You despicable and shameless thing, if you have the ability, kill me now, or I will kill you all one day."

Qionghong had already been restrained by Yunluo, but his words were still extremely rigid.

Hearing this, the black-faced man smiled coldly, and shook his hands to take out a long transparent object, shaped like a rope, but hollow in the middle, like a water pipe, with a cone-shaped object at one end, and the tip of the cone shone with a little cold light.

When Qionghong saw this thing, his whole body trembled violently, and finally he closed his eyes slowly.

Whoosh!

The scream pierced through the air, the black-faced man shook his hands and shot out the long tube, and Huo Shan's awl pierced into the dragon's body fiercely, and Qiong Hong's body twitched twice before slowly calming down.

"Huh!" The black-faced man snorted coldly, took out a huge skin bag from his waist, and put the other end into the mouth of the bag, and saw streams of pale golden dragon blood pouring out of Qionghong's body, flowing along the The tube is injected into the skin bag.

The shriveled skin slowly swelled up, and Liu Qiankun in mid-air seemed to be violently stirred by countless sharp knives in his heart, but he didn't know where the tears flowed...

"Brother..." Qionghong muttered in his mouth, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He smiled, because he still had a hope in his heart, a long and stubborn hope...

"Ah! I'm going to kill you bastards!" Liu Qiankun yelled and sat up, only to find that he was still in Ziyue, and wiped his cheeks with tears.

"Is this just a dream?" Liu Qiankun thought to himself, and immediately denied the idea: "This must not be a dream. I still have relatives in this other world, and there are things worthy of my cherishment."

Liu Qiankun jumped up, and his figure swept towards Ziyue Palace like lightning.

"Mr. Ziyue! Come out! Mr. Ziyue..." The hysterical voice echoed in the hall.

"Are you calling me?" A crisp female voice sounded, and Ziyue Jun stood in front of him abruptly, holding a fairy sword in his hand and casually picking his nails.

Liu Qiankun gritted his teeth and said, "It's fine to take you out, but I must know how to get out right away."

Ziyue Jun was overjoyed for a while, he didn't expect that this kid would change so much after sleeping for less than a day, it seems that she really made the right bet this time.

"There is a way to get out. The cultivation base has reached the state of ascension. Only ascension can ignore the existence of all spiritual weapons and illusions." Ziyue Jun said seriously.

"Bullshit, don't tell me you haven't reached the state of ascension since even spirit immortals can be easily killed?" Liu Qiankun asked back with a gloomy expression.

"The power of ascension is a kind of supreme power in the world, no matter which world can resist it, I ascended to the demon world a long time ago, but I was collected in this vase after ascension, do you understand?" Ziyue Jun Patiently explained.

You must know that the power of ascension will appear twice when it is exhausted, one is to ascend to the realm of immortals, demons and demons, and the other is to ascend to the realm of gods.All these monsters in the vase were directly received by the demon world, and there were only one or two of each type. Even if they escaped from the vase with the help of the power of ascension, only their descendants would have such a blessing.

"Is it true that there are only people who have practiced here for tens of thousands of years?" Liu Qiankun couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Regardless of whether the dream was true or not, Liu Qiankun had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"That's the truth, but my sister knows there is a shortcut." Ziyue-Jun said slowly.

"Say, as long as I can reach the state of ascension with the fastest speed, I will fight no matter how dangerous it is." Liu Qiankun's words contained an aura of no hesitation, which moved Zi Yuejun slightly.

"This is an open secret, but it's nothing but contempt for some so-called righteous people..."

Liu Qiankun's expression was serious, and he waited quietly for Zi Yuejun to reveal the 'open secret'.

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