Chapter 2634 Time Traveling God

After tens of millions of years, Liu Qianlang rested in samadhi.

"Oh! It's a pity, it's a pity! Father Langer, wake up, they seem to be?"

"Hehe, Ben Langyuan Renzu has actually woken up a long time ago. They failed to forge, right?"

Liu Qianlang was still sitting cross-legged in the void of the chaotic disk, opened his bright eyes, and looked down along Qiqi's line of sight.

In the line of sight, Liu Qianlang saw that the top of the huge cylindrical building before was exploding with multicolored light dust like atomic bomb explosions.

"The Emperor of the Black Mandrill Realm, I'm sorry for this ninth-level hammer head, and I am ashamed of the honor of the Dark Sword Master!

The holy emperor's sword failed to be cast, and the divine sword burst into light dust.

This ninth-level hammer head is powerless to return to the sky, and I have no face to forge a sword again, so I can only apologize with death! "

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Ninth-rank sword master, you must not die. If you die, all our swordsmiths will be finished..."

"Ninth-rank Juggernaut, it doesn't matter if you lose face, it's better to live than to die."

...

Below the Chaos God Disk, on top of the huge cylindrical building, hundreds of swordsmiths were crying for their fathers and mothers, so miserable.

In the colorful light and dust, there are hundreds of blacksmiths standing there, some are breathing fire in their mouths, and some are raising their hammers...

At this moment, they all seemed to have been immobilized, because of the sudden collapse of the forging, they were stunned and motionless, like sculptures looming in the light and mist.

"Yeah, it's a pity that our Chaos God Mountain materials are gone!"

Seeing Liu Qianlang wake up, Qiqi felt inexplicably happy and sighed.

"Hehe, good news, Qiqi, it's time for us to play this time!"

Liu Qianlang said with a look of disapproval.

"Let's play, father prodigal, what do you mean?"

Qiqi's red eyes flashed, he grinned, and asked in surprise. But before Liu Qianlang could answer, Qiqi suddenly realized and asked again:

"Father Lang'er, could it be you who tampered with the material of Chaos God Mountain?"

"How can they fail if they don't play tricks? If they don't fail, how can we be their benefactors?"

Liu Qianlang smiled mysteriously.

"I do not understand."

Kiki shook his head slightly.

"You will understand. In the future, Ben Langyuan Renzu will accept the Chaos Divine Disk. Except when necessary, we will deal with those dark gods at other times."

As Liu Qianlang spoke, with a movement of his divine sense, the God of Chaos disappeared outside his body, and then he, Qiqi, and the Sanyuan Shenlong all floated again in the infinitely dark Dark Yuanjie.

However, the difference from before is that Liu Qianlang at this moment already has the ability to control the pitch-black, dense darkness at will.

Moreover, Liu Qianlang also taught Sanyuan Shenlong and Qiqi this ability.

Liu Qianlang flies wildly with white hair, hunting in a white divine robe, with a coiled dragon on her head, an eagle squatting on her shoulders, stepping on a dragon under her head and feet, raising the dust with her left hand, and holding a chaotic mountain with all kinds of colors in the palm of her raised right hand.

Liu Qianlang groaned and smiled, walking in the space-time of the dark Yuanjie in the west of the dark Yuanjie, chanting words while walking.

"Oh! Bad luck, really bad luck, what kind of broken place is this, why is there so much gloomy sword defeat everywhere!

Oh yah yah yah yah! What a pity, what a pity.

The sword-casting material used by the evil god below is a rare material from the Chaos God Mountain, why is it ruined on this side, what a pity, what a pity..."

Liu Qianlang walked in the dark void, shaking his shoulders and humming.

At the same time, Liu Qianlang peeked sideways at those failed forgers from time to time, walking slowly in the mist of illusory light on purpose.

The ninth-level blacksmith who failed to forge the sword just now was looking for death and life, and suddenly saw a time-wandering god from the universe muttering, and was even more annoyed, watching Liu Qianlang shouted:

"Which filthy wandering god dares to intrude into the sword-making holy land in the dark metaworld on the west side of me by mistake. All the sword-smiths obey orders and kill without mercy!"

Rumble!

clatter...

In an instant, there was a loud noise, and in an instant, hundreds of dark swordsmiths in pitch-black armor surrounded Liu Qianlang, all of them sprayed fire and raised their hammers to finish Liu Qianlang.

"Ninth-level head forging, you don't want to die anymore!?"

"Damn! There is a change in the holy land of cultivation. Outer gods come in and endanger the sanctity of the holy land of sword forging. How can I just sit idly by as the head of the holy land of sword forging.

Don't be too long-winded, wait for Ben the ninth-level forging head to lead everyone to kill him, and it will not be too late for Ben Zhujian forging the head to die! "

However, due to the keenness of professionals, the moment they were about to make a move, the ninth-level trainer saw the chaotic mountain raised high up in the palm of Liu Qianlang's right hand, and couldn't help but stare into his three eyes.

"The time-wandering god, please stay! Please, the time-god, please stay!"

The ninth-rank forged head suddenly waved his hand back, stopped the killing momentum, bowed and saluted, curry favor with Liu Qianlang said.

"Hehe, huh? Are you talking to Ben Guangming Youshen, you black thing?"

Liu Qianlang looked around at the casters with a smile on his face, amused in his heart, then half-turned to look at the ninth-level forging head who was saluting to him and asked.

"Yes, yes! Dear Guangming Youshen, the sword casting holy land of the dark metaworld, the western part of the dark metaworld, welcomes you, but please stay for a banquet to show your respect."

The ninth-level forging head kept staring at Liu Qianlang's raised right hand intentionally or unintentionally, and nodded frequently.

"Oh! No, no matter how hard you are to be sincere, this Guangming Youshen can't agree to you.

This Guangming Youshen is about to attend the Unlimited Yuanjie Treasures Conference. If I go late, my Chaos God Mountain will not be able to sell for a good price! "

Liu Qianlang deliberately lied, seemingly unintentionally mentioning the Chaos Mountain in the palm of his right hand.

"Forehead?"

"Guangming Youshen said that he wants to sell your Chaos Mountain?"

Hearing Liu Qianlang's words, the ninth-level forging head couldn't help being elated, couldn't help laughing, and asked with bright eyes.

"Of course, chaotic universe collection, prosperous universe money! For countless years in our Guangming Shenzhou, the years have been peaceful, the common people live forever, all spirits are eternal youth, there is no disease, no war, no pain, and there is prosperity and prosperity everywhere.

No matter how amazing the ancient god treasure artifact is, there is no market in our Guangming Shenzhou, so this Guangming Youshen, huh, you understand! "

Liu Qianlang touched his chin, raised his eyebrows, raised his whisk, and said in a nonchalant manner.

"Hey, so to speak, the light wandering god is coming to our dark metaworld. As long as you want to sell your chaotic mountain, the price is not a problem.

Come on, to tell you the truth, this ninth-level forging head has a hobby of collecting artifacts and treasures of the God of Light and Darkness, as long as it is fancy, then one word - take it!

I don't think you need to go to the Infinity Metaverse Treasure Conference any more. If you want to sell your treasures, just sell everything to this ninth-level forging head! "

The ninth-level head forging was ecstatic.

"Oh! Is that so, you want to buy it, nine-section severed hand!?"

Liu Qianlang also deliberately showed a look of joy, and asked.

"That's right, this ninth-level forging head never talks empty words. Please also invite Guangming Youshen to the ninth-level forging head shrine to talk about it, so that we can discuss in detail the matter of buying and selling Chaos God Mountain."

The ninth-level forging first focused on the head.