Qing Ming

The shrill howling sound echoed endlessly in Yunluodongtian, a little bit of cold green light flickered endlessly in the void, and a flash of sword light would definitely bring up dark red blood beads, pieces of fingernail-sized pieces of minced meat After being separated from Mo Tong's body, the piercing pain may only be vented out with bursts of miserable howls.

Finally, the moment the other arm was separated from the body, Mo Tong rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Hmph! I can't tell that this guy is really a tough guy. Do you think I'll have nothing to do with you if you don't tell me?" Liu Qiankun snorted coldly.

For more than an hour, he had already picked off hundreds of pieces of flesh from Mo Tiao, but he still couldn't pry his mouth open. Liu Qiankun didn't feel guilty at all, because the pain Mo Tiao endured was compared to the pain he had endured over the past hundred years. What Hong suffered was far worse.

"Fei Yu, I wonder if the soul searching technique can be used on this piece of rotten flesh?" Liu Qiankun turned to Emperor Fei Yu with an evil smile, red light flashed in his eyes.

Di Feiyu's heart shook, and he smiled wryly: "The soul search technique may be useful for that rat monster, but I'm not half sure about the spirit fairy."

It turns out that this soul-searching technique can only be effective on people whose cultivation base is two levels lower than his own, that is to say, Di Feiyu can only be very confident in performing the technique on ordinary immortals at most.

Liu Qiankun frowned and pondered for a moment, and finally thought of the seven soul-controlling masters, his eyes sparkled.

"Where is the little seven-color witch?" Liu Qiankun flipped his palm and grabbed the ancient witch Ling and shouted sharply.

The seven-color beads on the ancient witch order released seven hair-thin mist, and the first thing the seven-color little witches did after they appeared was to gesture to Liu Qiankun with a 'Wu Dingtian' gesture.

"Do you know the art of searching for souls?" Liu Qiankun asked urgently.

The Seven Little Witches shook their heads at the same time, and then nodded again, making Liu Qiankun very puzzled.

"I wonder if the master wants to ask what he knows in his heart?" The red witch guessed what Liu Qiankun meant.

Liu Qiankun was overjoyed, it seemed that what he expected was really good, the Seven Little Witches would definitely have a way to pry open this iron mouth.

"Yes, no matter what method you use, find out the whereabouts of Jinlong Qionghong." Liu Qiankun replied firmly.

The seven little witches sat cross-legged, their lips moved quickly, one after another dark green runes burst out from their mouths, like a dancing green silk ribbon, and finally they were all thrown into the ink cannon sky cap.

When Mo Tong opened his eyes, his eyeballs turned into a light green translucent color, and he sat up floatingly, his figure staggered, but he never fell down again.

The little witches stopped chanting together, and the red witch sat cross-legged and floated to the top of Mo Tong's head, and said in a rhythmic tone: "Where is the golden dragon...Quickly answer..."

Mo Tong opened his eyes wide, two misty lights flashed from the translucent eyeballs, and his voice was like a dream: "The master has brought the golden dragon to the Tianming Immortal Emperor." After speaking, one eye closed, and only one eye remained. The big eyes with flashing green light stared at the Scarlet Witch, the empty and indifferent eyes looked dull in one's heart.

Liu Qiankun thought about it and said: "Ask him why he took the golden dragon to the Immortal Emperor?"

Immortal Emperor Tianming naturally refers to Immortal Emperor Haotian, but why did he take Qionghong to Haotian now? Could it be that Yunluo Jinxian already knew what Liu Qiankun did when he ascended to the fairy world.

"Why did you bring the golden dragon to the Immortal Emperor...Quickly answer." The red witch's cadenced voice sounded again, and Mo Tong's remaining green eye was covered with mist.

The surroundings fell into an absolute silence, and everyone was waiting.

The muscles on Mo Tong's face twitched violently twice, the turbid mist in his translucent one-eyed slowly dissipated, and finally he uttered something like a dream.

"The blood of the golden dragon is the top alchemy material. If you use the dragon soul, you can refine the alchemy..."

Whoosh!

A dark blue thunderbolt shot up through the air, and swept past Mo Tong's body.Choke!Liu Qiankun stood with his sword back, his face was indifferent.

Click!

There was a crisp cracking sound, and a bloodstain appeared between Mo Tong's brows. The bloodstain stretched from the head to between the legs in a jagged shape.

boom!

A violent explosion sounded from Mo Tong's body, and his whole body exploded instantly, turning into countless granulated flesh and blood, and a strong and pungent bloody smell permeated the entire Yunluo Cave.

"I won't punish Yunluo, I swear I won't be a human being!" Liu Qiankun's eyes were bloodshot, and he swore while pointing his sword at the void, and a cold killing intent swayed from his feet like water waves.

Di Feiyu's heart trembled, and his fingertips trembled slightly. The bloodthirsty killing intent made his blood boil. The hot-blooded man in front of him deeply touched the most sensitive nerve in his heart, and he secretly said with emotion: Thousands of years ago, the father could have half the blood of the universe, and the younger sister would become the favorite of the gods?

"Let's go! Feiyu will accompany you back to the Immortal Emperor's Mansion." Di Feiyu's eyes froze, and a hot palm patted Liu Qiankun's shoulder.

The ants shake the tree, just for the fanatical attachment in their hearts; Jingwei fills the sea, just for the blood in his heart, even if he dies, he can leave an eternal legend.

The Seven Little Witches were silent, and they seemed to be communicating with each other with their eyes. When the red light in Liu Qiankun's eyes gradually faded, the Seven Little Witches all stepped forward and gestured their middle fingers.

"Master, although we don't know how strong the Immortal Emperor is, please be sure to bring the ancient witch order with you during the battle. Every time you kill a person, there must be a soul that can be used by the master." The seven little witches said in unison.

"En!" Liu Qiankun nodded, hung the ancient witch order on his waist, put away his long sword and strode out of the cave.

Di Feiyu smiled coldly, and slapped his left palm obliquely, a fire dragon broke out of his palm, turning the sky of Yunluo Cave into a sea of ​​flames.

Two figures rose into the air and flew towards the far away of the Destiny Star.

To the south of Destiny Star, there is a majestic high mountain, the cliffs soar into the clouds, and the dense aura surges on the mountainside, like a waist-length jade belt.

On the top of the peak stands a milky white palace-style building, with white clouds floating on the mountainside, standing in front of the palace gate has a wonderful feeling of being above the nine heavens.

This is where the destiny galaxy is supreme - Haotian Asgard, a faint fragrance diffuses in the air, it is the purest medicinal elixir.

At this time, Immortal Emperor Haotian was drinking tea and chatting with several Danxians. The hall was filled with a light tea fragrance, and there was a faint fragrance lingering in the air. When I inhaled it, I felt refreshed and happy, and even my thoughts were clear. a lot.

"Such top-quality fairy tea, I'm afraid you can only taste it a few times in Haotian Immortal Palace!" A Danxian with white beard and hair praised, his eyes were full of joy.

"This is the ultimate immortal tea that Immortal Emperor Haotian planted based on a hundred kinds of top-grade elixir. I am afraid that no one in the Three Realms has such courage. It will not be in vain if you can taste it once..." said the voice It was Yunluo Jinxian, this guy's skill in flattering was not inferior to his mysterious method of alchemy.

Sitting on the white jade armchair in the middle of the main hall is a fair-skinned middle-aged man who is the ruler of the Destiny galaxy, Immortal Emperor Haotian. Hearing the compliments from the immortals, the corners of the mouth of this seemingly modest peak powerhouse inadvertently twitched. laugh……

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