Martial Arts Super God Chat Group
Martial Arts Super God Chat Group Chapter 172
"Well, I agree with this approach!"
Suddenly, the monks present stood up, and they all agreed with this approach!
Dong Feng and Song Yuanxiu looked at each other, and both saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.
This method is not bad. The question is who will auction it?It was the best auctioneer from their two gold core eightfold masters. At that time, they took the reincarnation token and turned and left. Who would dare to stop them, and who could stop them?
However, other people obviously have not realized this. Some people who want to snatch the reincarnation token are already starting to collect the spirit stones. Those who do not want to snatch the reincarnation token are delusional to sell the reincarnation token for a high price. At that time, a lot of spirit stones will be divided.
Soon, a group of people with ghosts came to Song Qingshu's door again.
But they didn't rush in in a hurry. This was negotiated from the beginning. They were going to try to buy directly. If Song Qingshu changes his mind, it would be best for them to get the reincarnation token without blood.
So Song Yuanxiu, who took the lead, knocked on Song Qingshu's door: "Friend Song Dao is here!"
"Something?" Song Qingshu waved his hand and the door opened directly. When he saw the fifty or sixty cultivators outside the door, he immediately smiled.
Song Yuanxiu relied on his large number of people and strength, without any politeness, and directly said: "Friend Song, we decided to buy the reincarnation token in your hand. We know that the reincarnation token is very precious, so we bid very high. Qianlingshi, what do you think!"
This is already twice the price they just bid, and it is indeed not low.
But compared to treasures such as reincarnation tokens that can bring great opportunities, it is naturally too low and too low.
Chapter 279: Ming Qiang?Kill
When Song Yuanxiu said these words, although he was slightly bent over with his fists, the triumphant expression on his face could not be restrained.
Song Qingshu looked at the fifty monks in front of him and chuckled:
"The weakest of you also has the Golden Core Fourfold, and the most powerful is the Golden Core Eightfold."
"Now you come to my door aggressively together. I think it's true to buy a reincarnation order, and to kill someone and get a better product?"
Song Yuanxiu was taken aback when he heard the words.
Of course he was not afraid that Song Qingshu would know their true purpose.
It can be said that he wished Song Qingshu knew that they were not good.
Only in this way can Song Qingshu be frightened, and then the soldiers can snatch the order of reincarnation without blood.
However, although Song Qingshu could see through their inner thoughts at a glance, there was never a trace of fear.
On the contrary, he still had a calm appearance, which made Song Yuanxiu also feel a little weird.
"Stop talking nonsense! The surname is Song, if you don't sell the order of reincarnation to me today." "Don't say it's a spirit stone, you can't keep it as a dog!"
Dong Feng is five big and three rough, and his mind is not as delicate as Song Yuanxiu.
After Song Qingshu teased a group of them, Dong Feng furiously pointed at Song Qingshu's nose and shouted.
After that, more than fifty ascetics also clamored:
"That's right! With the surname Song, when we hand over the order of reincarnation, we can still have a good relationship and stay for a good end, otherwise, you will definitely die!"
"Why do you talk to him so much nonsense? Go on with the big guy, break his formation first, and then cut him off!"
"Hand over the order of reincarnation! Otherwise, it will be killed!"
"Hand over the reincarnation order!"
Song Qingshu looked at the noisy crowd in front of him and sneered:
"If the transaction fails, you just robbed it? Tsk tsk tsk, what is the law of heaven."
Dong Feng drew out the cold light sword behind him, directly stabbed his strongest sword and went straight to Song Qingshu: "Today, let your grandpa Dong teach you a lesson, strong is strong, weak is dead! This is this The eternal truth of the world!"
Although Dong Feng was only a master of the eighth layer of the golden core, he was also a genius capable of fighting against the ordinary nine-layered golden core.
In this place, Dong Feng has full self-confidence, absolutely no one can resist his own sword alive.
Everyone looked at Dong Feng decisively taking out the sword, and they were extremely excited.
As if everyone had seen Song Qingshu's tragic death on Dong Fengjian.
I have seen the beautiful reality that I am about to have a large amount of spiritual stones.
From the actual situation, Dong Feng deserves to be a genius in the Golden Core Eightfold.
A cold light broke the sky, and the vitality of the nearby world was in chaos.
Everyone had high hopes for Dong Feng's sword, hoping to kill Song Qingshu with one sword.
but.
The actual facts made all those standing outside the door unable to help but take a breath.
After Dong Feng's cold light burst out.
Song Qingshu not only didn't worry or panic, but he stretched slowly and then yawned.
And the cold light sword with the golden core eightfold aura.
But it was directly wrapped tightly with a cyan cloth belt in Song Qing's study.
No matter how Dong Feng urged the cold lightsaber, the cold lightsaber could not penetrate any more.
"Strong is strong, weak is perish... This fellow Taoist has some truth."
"So in other words, wouldn't everyone present today die? Hahaha."
Song Qingshu slowly got up, looked at the cold light sword that was trembling in the air but could not move, and sneered.
Then Song Qingshu looked at everyone who was stunned outside the door, and couldn't help laughing.
After laughing, Song Qingshu threw a punch, directly smashing the Hanguang sword:
"You have been in retreat for too long, whether you have muscles and bones, if you have any skills, please use it quickly."
There is a trace of Dong Feng's life spirit attached to the cold light sword.
Now that the Hanguang Sword is destroyed, Dong Feng has also suffered a lot of backlash:
"Oh, surname Song, don't think that you have this formation is great, so many of us, it is hard to wear, but also to wipe out your formation!"
Dong Feng vomited a mouthful of old blood and his face was three-point pale. He gritted his teeth and glared at Song Qingshu, saying every word.
As soon as Song Qingshu raised his hand, a white floating light in the formation pierced Dong Feng's brain like a needle.
Dong Feng fell to the ground, no more breath.
"Everyone present, if they don't lose their lives in vain like him, and now retreat, I won't be held accountable."
After Song Qingshu thought of killing someone, his expression never fluctuated, and Feng Qingyun said with a light smile.
With such a character, the people present could not help but swallow their saliva, not knowing what to do.
Watching Dong Feng's tragic death, Song Yuanxiu felt more than a stormy sea.
No one on the scene knew Dong Feng's power better than Song Yuanxiu.
Song Yuanxiu, who is also the Golden Core Eighth Layer, didn't want to have any conflict with Dong Feng.
However, Song Qingshu turned Dong Feng into a dead dog with a punch and a thought.These methods are more than half a point better than Yuan Ying boss!
At this point, Song Yuanxiu knew that their group of people had been kicked.
People like Song Qingshu are simply not an existence they can contend!
However, before Song Yuanxiu said anything, the monk behind Song Yuanxiu said to Song Yuanxiu: "Brother Yuanxiu, Dong Feng is dead. Now you are the strongest among our group. Is it time for you to show off?"
"That's right, Brother Yuan Xiu, this Song Qingshu is relying on his formation, you can concentrate on breaking his formation."
"Brother Yuan Xiu, everything is up to you!"
Song Yuanxiu listened to the mobilization behind him, his face was dripping with cold sweat, soaking his inner clothes.
Now he is really hard to get off...
Song Qingshu looked at the group of people in front of his room playfully:
"Why don't you go on together, I will save some time, you can also report to King Yama earlier."
Song Yuanxiu gritted his teeth when he heard the words, then turned around and shouted at the monk behind him: "The thief is deceiving too much, big guy, let us go together and avenge Dong Feng!"
"Vengeance for Brother Dong Feng!"
"Kill!"
After Song Yuanxiu's mobilization, all the cultivators seemed to have smashed their eyes and killed Song Qingshu.
All kinds of swordsmanship, fist marks, and gorgeous light waves all rushed towards Song Qingshu.
He was a master of Jindan Nine Layers, who had to evade his edge temporarily and did not dare to fight.
However, Song Qingshu did not do so.
He just smiled indifferently, while urging the formation to stop the endless offensive.
While throwing out the Hell Terrace, the Hell Terrace slammed into this group of people.
In front of the platform of hell, these bronze-headed iron-brained golden core monks became worse than the ants.
Some people just were wiped by the Hell Terrace, and then burst on the Hell Terrace, turning into the Hell Terrace's recovery experience points.
Chapter 280
"Ding, the Hell Terrace has collected a gold core four-layer undead, gaining 4256 awakening experience points!"
"Ding, the Hell Platform has collected a gold core four-fold undead, and gained 4132 awakening experience points!"
"Ding, hell platform has collected a six-layered gold core undead, and gained 6556 awakening experience points!"
"Ding, hell platform has collected one of the seven undead spirits of the Golden Core, gaining 8566 points of awakening experience!"
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"Ding, hell platform has collected one of the seven undead spirits of the Golden Core, and gained 8776 points of awakening experience!"
As the Hell Terrace exploded into the crowd, more than a dozen monks in the Golden Core Realm were directly smashed into a pile of meatloaf.
The screams came, like a hell asura, making people shudder.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
"I was wrong, Song Daxia is forgiving."
"Let me go! I just followed them to take a look, absolutely harmless..."
When Song Qingshu waved the Hell Platform to the monks.
Some of this group of monks no longer have the heart to fight, and ran back.
Some people simply knelt down on the ground, crying and begging Song Qingshu for mercy.
However, these are useless.
"Strong is strong, weak is dead, I remember this sentence."
"So, I hope you can also remember that before you do anything to someone in the next life, think about whether you are strong or weak."
Song Qingshu controlled the hell platform and kept smashing at the cultivator who was running away and kneeling on the ground.
There was a smile of death raised at the corner of his mouth, and he said to these people very kindly.
A cultivator of Jin Dan Qizhong looked at the chuckle at the corner of Song Qingshu's murder.
Seeing Song Qingshu's decisiveness and unrestrainedness when killing people, the cultivator cried out and flew towards the door.
However, the fluttering Hell Terrace never let it go.
boom!
With a muffled noise, the monk was directly crushed by the mountain-like hell platform into a ball of blood.
"Ding, hell platform has collected one of the seven undead spirits of the golden core, and gained 7895 points of awakening experience!"
"Ding, the level of Hell Terrace's awakening has increased, and the thirteenth level of strength has been successfully opened!"
When Song Qingshu heard the words, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, besides passing his boring time, the more than fifty golden core monks.