Nine Heavens

"Ha ha……"

"Of course, no matter which one you choose, the Master of the Sword God Palace, this Time Traveling God will give you the Holy Emperor's Sword, otherwise..."

Liu Qianlang laughed forcefully and said.

The three eyes of the Palace Master of Sword Forging Divine Palace flickered for a long time, and then, he was so angry with Liu Qianlang's words that he just wanted to slap Liu Qianlang's mouth, but seeing that the Holy Emperor's sword recognized Liu Qianlang as the master, he couldn't be tough, so he had to say:

"The gods should understand that no matter how powerful you are, the God Emperor of the Dark Yuan Realm will not want to see you.

So how about this, you temporarily become a special envoy of the dark metaworld who presents the sword to the master of the palace, and go with the lord to present the sword in the dark metaworld shrine.

In this way, not only can you satisfy your curiosity to see the God Emperor of the Dark Yuan Realm, but also let the gods of the Sword Forging Holy Land return your help? "

"Don't say it, although this method made Shi Guangyou a little bit wronged, it is still a method.

In fact, the Time Traveling God doesn't want to have any in-depth relationship with your Dark Yuanjie God Emperor, talk nonsense with him, just want to see what kind of virtue he has.

Well, this time, the God of Time Traveling will wrong himself once, and become a sword-presenting follower, and follow you to the Dark Yuanjie Shrine to present the sword. "

Liu Qianlang deliberately hesitated for a long time, and then said just now.

Hearing this, the Palace Master of the Sword-Forging Holy Land Shrine thought about it, and then said in a very happy tone:

"Thank you for your generosity, and I will not hide it from you. Recently, the Dark Yuanjie Shrine has come many times to urge the owner of the palace to present the sword. Because the sword casting failed before, this practice is also very fearful. accident.

Fortunately, the God Emperor of the Dark Yuan Realm, God Blessed Qi Zhou, finally had the fate to get the help of the gods, so that the sword of the Holy Emperor was born smoothly.

Now that the Holy Emperor's Sword has sprouted, we'd better go to the Dark Yuanjie Shrine right away. "

Say it, Lord of the Sword-Forging God's Palace, stretch out many hands, and make a gesture of wanting to return the sword of the God Emperor.

"Well, since that's the case, the Time Traveling God, of course, couldn't wait. When he got there, he satisfied his curiosity and left satisfied. He can travel wherever he likes.

However, before casting the sword, the God of Time Traveling had promised to forge the head of the ninth rank to be the new owner of the Sword of the Emperor, so the God of Time Traveling had implanted the sword control divine sense into his Soul Universe just now.

In other words, the ninth-level forged head is now the god of the sword guard of the holy emperor's sword. Even if the God Emperor of the Dark Yuan Realm had this sword, he would not be able to leave the ninth-level forged head.

Therefore, please also invite Haihan, the master of the Sword Forging God Palace, you are the protagonist of this sword offering, but the god holding the sword is a ninth-level forged head. Ninth-level head forging, please step forward and accept the sword! "

As Liu Qianlang said, it didn't matter whether the Palace Master of the Cultivation Palace was willing or not, he directly yelled at the ninth-level forged head who was still kneeling below the Palace Master of the Sword Casting Palace.

Ninth-level forging head was deeply afraid of the Lord of the Sword-Forging God Palace. Hearing Liu Qianlang's call, he saw Liu Qianlang throwing the Holy Emperor's Sword to himself, but when he got up and saw the Holy Emperor's Sword coming steadily in front of him, he couldn't help it. I dare not accept it for a long time.

He first looked at Liu Qianlang with an expression of infinite gratitude, and then looked at the Palace Master of the Sword Forging Divine Palace with eyes full of fear.

"snort!"

"How lucky is the ninth-level head forging, it seems that in the future, he will become the red god next to the emperor of the dark yuan world, and he will be prosperous!

Well, he kept saying that he was forging a sword for the God Emperor of the Dark Yuan Realm, but he forged a sword for himself. Since this is the case, then hurry up and catch the sword! "

Seeing that Liu Qianlang threw the Holy Emperor's sword at his subordinate's ninth-rank forging head instead of himself, how could the palace master of the Sword Forging God Palace be happy? At the same time, three rainbows that pierced the soul fixedly stared at the ninth-level forged head.

Those pupils were full of viciousness and killing intent.

The ninth-level forged head trembled slightly, how could he dare to take the holy emperor's sword, knelt down on the pitch-black god spoon with a bang, and shouted:

"Time travels in the wrong direction, this ninth-level forging head is just a sword-making hammerer, with mediocre strength and mediocre talent, I really dare not be honored for this.

The ninth-level forging head implores the God of Time Traveling to take back the grace of planting the soul, and replant the majestic and holy sword-casting palace master as the god of the sword guard of the holy emperor's sword! "

"Ha ha……"

"As gods of sword-making, don't you understand the principle of recognizing the master of the sword? Since the holy emperor's sword has been selected as the guardian god, the sword is in the presence of the god, and the sword is destroyed by the god. How can it be changed!"

Liu Qianlang laughed wildly when he heard the words.

"Yo! Ninth-level forging head, what kind of god do you think the Lord of the Sword Forging Palace is? Is the Lord of the Sword Forging Palace the kind of god that seizes the love of the gods!

Not to mention that Holy Emperor's Sword has already chosen you as the God of the Sword Guard, even if this is not the case, as the Lord of the Sword-Forging Palace, this God will follow the rules of the Sword-Forging God, follow the sword intent of the sword, and let him chase the master by himself !

Don't waste any time, please ask the ninth-level forging head to take the sword immediately, we will set off now, and go to the central heart ring dark Yuanjie Shrine to offer the sword! "

Amidst Liu Qianlang's wild laughter, the Palace Master of Sword Forging Divine Palace said calmly.

"The ninth-level forging head still does not receive the sword, the holy emperor's sword is in hand, it is like the emperor of the dark Yuan world coming in person, the gods are proud of the sky, and the gods of darkness are full of darkness, whoever follows you will prosper, and those who oppose you will perish. What's the point? fear!"

Although Liu Qianlang's words were for the ninth-level head forging, the bright eyes shrouded the palace master of the Sword Forging Divine Palace with icy coldness.

"yes!"

With Liu Qianlang's words, the ninth-level forging head pondered in his heart, his grandfather's yes, he used to hang around under this vicious and ruthless Palace Master of the Sword-Forging God Palace, just to see her face.

But now it is different, I am the god of the sword guard of the sword of the Dark Yuanjie Emperor, the Holy Emperor. Although I am not the Dark Yuanjie Emperor, but it represents the majesty of the Dark Yuanjie Emperor. Now I am still afraid of what he will do.

Thinking of this, the ninth-level forging head suddenly filled his body with divine power, and his spirit was shaken. After responding to Liu Qianlang loudly, he stretched out his hand and took the Holy Emperor's sword in his hand.

"Okay! The holy emperor's sword is upheld by the god of the sword. This time, the god of time travel has become one of the entourage of the guard of honor. The master of the sword casting palace will lead the way. Can we go on the road?"

Liu Qianlang saw the ninth-level forging head receiving the sword in his hand, his laughter stopped abruptly, and then he said loudly.

The Palace Master of the Sword Forging Palace nodded slightly, turned indifferently, looked around at the hundreds of fire offerings and sword makers below, and then shouted:

"The three gods of sword casting in the Sword Forging Shrine, no matter how high or low they are, will immediately ascend to the sky, protect the holy emperor's sword, and march towards the dark Yuanjie Shrine in the heart!"

Whoosh!

call out!

Next, the huge cylindrical building below Liu Qianlang, and the tops of the continuous cylindrical buildings all around suddenly rose into groups of jet-black divine rainbows.

Inside, as if a swarm of bees came out of the hive, countless fire givers, swordsmiths, and designers stepped into the sky with pitch-black spoons flying up in an instant...

Then, the Palace Master of the Sword Forging God Palace stopped talking, and let the ninth-level forging head hold the sword in front, and he and Liu Qianlang turned into black armored sword guards, one left and one right behind the ninth-level forging head's flanks.

And behind them, all the sword-making gods of the Sword-Forging Temple, Man Zhou, who stepped on the pitch-black god's spoon, and the vast guards, all the way to the target direction.