Nine Heavens

Ten thousand years later, Liu Qianlang's soul thought sent a sound transmission to the Sanyuan Shenlong who was playing with You Pan around him and said with a smile:

"Hehe, the performance of the wave's fate of the ancestors is over, and it's time for you to be the Sanyuan Shenlong, and you need to turn into the holy emperor's sword!"

"What, it turned out that I was the divine sword that the master mentioned. Last time the Scaled Transformation God Witch Zhou asked me to become the Golden Scaled Emperor's fake Ascension Dragon, and now he wants me to be an undercover agent for the fake Holy Emperor's Sword. I won't do it!"

The Sanyuan Shenlong was delighted by its master playing the killing gods in the dark Yuan Realm around it in the vast waves of light, when it suddenly heard Liu Qianlang's words, it froze for a while, and then angrily read the sound transmission.

"Hehe, you are just undercover for a while, and Renzu Ben Langyuan will come to the God Palace to meet you soon. After that time, we will be together again, but it will take some time.

Ben Langyuan Renzu promises you, when we occupy the Dark Yuanjie Shrine, how about all the bright divine treasures in the Bright Divine Treasure Pavilion mentioned by the ninth-level forging head just now? "

Liu Qianlang had expected the reaction of Sanyuan Shenlong long ago, and deliberately seduced him.

Sanyuan Shenlong was shaking his head, but when he heard the sweetness, he immediately changed his words:

"Humph! If you don't enter the devil's nest, how can you get the five yuan of light? The three-bounded dragon has always taken it as its mission to brighten the future of all gods and universes. If I don't go to danger, who else will give me, I will go!

Master, you can change, isn't it just to temporarily coat my body with a layer of chaotic divine power, and then the master will take back the Chaos God Mountain! "

"Hehe, get ready, Ben Langyuan Renzu is going to 'create the holy emperor's sword', haha..."

Outside the sword-making holy land's elephant refining circle, the ninth-level forging first-class fire supplier and sword-casting practitioners are working hard to protect the dharma. Suddenly, they heard a burst of white-haired and flying white-haired God Liu Qianlang in the center of the pure white divine light burst into laughter.

Then, I saw that the myriad colors of the chaotic mountain in the pure white Yangxin area disappeared, and there appeared a myriad of colors and flickering Shenxiao Excalibur.

The sword body of the Excalibur is huge and thick, the blade is sharp and sharp, and the tail of the sword is magical and flowing, whistling in the sky, powerful and infinite.

"Wow! The Holy Emperor's Sword was born! The Holy Emperor's Sword was born..."

Hundreds of fire purveyors and swordsmiths held their breath for a while, and looked up at the huge newborn sword slowly rising into the sky.

Not long after, because of the sudden shout of the ninth-level forged head, all the fire suppliers and swordsmiths began to shout excitedly, bursting into bursts of applause.

"Um!"

"The holy emperor's sword has been released, all the gods of the dark metaworld below should kneel down and worship the holy sword!"

Liu Qianlang flew wildly with white hair, and her white robe fluttered. She was above the Holy Emperor's Sword, rising as the Holy Emperor's Sword continued to rise.

Liu Qianlang's eyes were deep and vast, the eagle stood proudly on his shoulders, and he raised his whisk slightly with his left hand, commanding loudly.

"Uh uh uh..."

"The birth of the Holy Emperor's Sword brings great blessings to the universe! The birth of the Divine Emperor's sword brings great blessings to the universe..."

After hearing the words, hundreds of fire makers and sword makers fell to the ground and worshiped after a burst of shouts.

"Oh haha...hehe..."

Although the Sanyuan Shenlong turned into the holy emperor's sword, but the sword soul's thoughts and sensing abilities are all there, and a god's eye appears in the hidden part of the sword body, looking at the gods of the dark metaworld who kneel down and worship him, and can't help it The sword trembled and laughed.

This kind of performance of the Sanyuan Shenlong made the ninth-level forging head see it in his eyes and hear it in his ears. He couldn't help but looked up at the so-called Holy Emperor's Sword, and happened to see the sword eye that the Sanyuan Shenlong had illusioned, and asked in shock. Liu Qianlang:

"God of Time, then, how can the holy emperor's sword still laugh, his sword eye!?"

"Hehe, where, where, you don't know that Chaos Divine Mountain is a magical treasure of myriad illusions. Although it has now been forged into the Holy Emperor's Sword, it will take some time for its divine and soul abilities to disappear!"

Liu Qianlang was also shocked when he heard the question from the ninth-level forging head, but a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and while transmitting his soul thoughts to the Sanyuan Shenlong, ordering the Sanyuan Shenlong to pay attention, he said with a smile.

The astonished fire worshipers and swordsmiths below heard the words and believed them to be true. They couldn't help but become more devout and worshiped repeatedly.

Hearing Liu Qianlang's reminder, Sanyuan Shenlong knew that he was too reckless, so he immediately returned to the soul sword, snickering without a trace.

"Good! Good sword! Woohoo, woohoo..."

At this moment, from the top of the huge cylindrical building in the Holy Land of Sword Forging, groups of dark rainbows suddenly burst out, like a black magic lotus blooming.

Inside, roared up a god of the dark metaworld who was as dark as those who offered fire and made swords, and wore armor.

I saw that the God of the Dark Elemental Realm appeared in front of the Holy Emperor's sword like an electric shot.

And the next moment, the holy emperor's sword was already in his hand.

His three eyes flashed Baihong, and Baihong kept sweeping the holy emperor's sword in his hand, and then he shook his sword and laughed wildly.

"Hehe, what the hell are you? How could the Holy Emperor's Sword, which Time Traveling God painstakingly forged, fall into your hands. The Holy Emperor's Sword obeys the order, so hurry up!"

Liu Qianlang saw the comer clearly, looked down at the pitch-black sky, stretched out his hand and summoned the Holy Emperor's Sword in his hand, then smiled.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Thanks to this Time Traveling God for helping me successfully forge a sword in the Sword-Forging God Palace in the Dark Yuan Realm in the west. I am the owner of the Sword-Forging God Palace!

Now that the Holy Emperor's Sword has been forged successfully, it's time for the Lord of the Palace to take the Holy Emperor's Sword to the Dark Yuanjie Shrine to do business.

I also ask this Time Traveling God to return the Holy Emperor's Sword to the Palace Master. Of course, if the Time Traveling God wants something, just ask, and this princess will definitely be satisfied! "

Liu Qianlang swung the Holy Emperor's sword, which was already held by the Palace Master of the Sword Forging God's Palace, into it, very annoyed.

However, he knew very well that the time-wandering god is powerful, and he didn't want to offend Liu Qianlang, so he deliberately said in a majestic manner.

"Oh, it turns out that the owner of the holy palace of the sword-forging land had to prepare it, sorry! Sorry!

That being the case, Shi Guangyou will give you this holy emperor sword. However, this Time Traveling God is too expensive for God's Domain, can you lead this Time Traveling God to pay a visit to the God Emperor of the Dark Yuan Realm? "

Liu Qianlang sized up the holy land of sword-making, the palace master of the holy land of sword-making, who floated up under the dark and thick rainbow. After a little thought, he said.

"this?"

"This time-wandering god, it's not that the owner of the palace is unwilling, but the rules of the dark Yuanjie shrine are really strict, and no god of light is allowed to enter the palace! Please forgive me, and choose another one. I am the sword casting god. The Palace Master is doubly satisfied."

The Palace Master of the Holy Land of Sword Forging was embarrassed for a while, and paused for a long time before speaking.

"No, no, this Time Traveling God has never had the habit of regressing.

This Time Traveling God only gives you two choices, one is to lead this Time Traveling God into the Dark Yuanjie Shrine, to meet the Dark Yuanjie God Emperor.

One is to lead this Time Traveling God into the Dark Yuanjie Shrine, and then this Time Traveling God decides on his own how to meet the Dark Yuanjie God Emperor. "

Liu Qianlang shook his head slightly, and said irrefutably.

"Is there any essential difference between the two choices of respecting God?"

The Palace Master of the Holy Land of Sword Forging asked with a dumbfounded smile.