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The elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect frowned and asked a question that everyone in the three major sects wanted to ask.

The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth is slightly curved:

"I walked in naturally, do I have to climb in?"

The owner of Fengjian Villa raised his sword eyebrow lightly:

"Asshole! A cultivator with the sixth level of Golden Core dares to be rampant!"

"Let me ask you, how did the group of people at Fengjian Villa let you in this rubbish?"

Song Qingshu laughed:

"They couldn't stop me, so naturally I came in."

Chapter 289

Song Qingshu's words sounded like a thunder on the ground, resounding in everyone's hearts.

"Hahaha, little guy, looking at your face, I think you are just like the old man, but a poor boy with no school and no school, right?"

The ancestor Peng Shan couldn't help laughing after hearing Song Qingshu's natural reply.

Then the ancestor Pengshan came forward and said with a smile that he was so familiar with Song Qingshu's shoulder.

Song Qingshu nodded, still expressionless.

"Since you have no school or school, and you are only the Sixth Level of the Golden Core, you can't speak big words out of your tongue."

"Do you know that these people are masters who cannibalize people without spitting out bones."

While talking, the ancestor Pengshan glanced at the people of the three major sects, his eyes were hard to hide.

It can be seen that the ancestors of Pengshan also have an indescribable aversion to these three sects.

Song Qingshu saw the disgust in the eyes of Old Ancestor Pengshan, and knew that he should not be on the side of the Three Great Sects.

Immediately, Song Qingshu's face turned into an arc:

"Senior don't need to worry, juniors just tell the truth and won't flash their tongues."

The ancestor Pengshan was taken aback when he heard the words, and his arm patted Song Qingshu directly stiffened.

It is not waiting for the ancestor Pengshan to ask any more questions.

With a kind smile on his face, the Valley Master of Tangmen Valley moved ghostly to Song Qing's writing: "Little brother, Senior Peng Shan has made you lie, why are you talking nonsense?"

"Little brother, let's just talk about it. Who do you mean when you come in? Is it the Black Feather Evil Sect or Fengjian Villa?"

"Or, was it my Tang Mengu Grand Elder who asked you to come?"

Although this possibility is not very high, the valley master of Tangmen Valley still thinks that one of the three sects should have appointed Song Qingshu to come here.

Unfortunately, Song Qingshu's answer directly caused the Valley Master of Tangmen Valley to smile: "I walked in by myself, and the people of the Three Sects resisted desperately, but they still couldn't stop me."

The owner of Fengjian Villa screamed coldly:

"Just relying on your golden core cultivation level? You are not worthy to make me draw the sword!"

"If you don't confess honestly, do you really believe that I will kill you here with my sword?"

The second elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect frowned and looked up and down the black-clothed Song Qingshu in front of him.

The black feather evil sect elder sneered coldly:

"Desperately resist? Still didn't stop you?"

"Young man, do you want to say that all three of our people were slaughtered clean by you?"

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently and shook his head slightly:

"There has never been a big killing."

The ancestor Peng Shan echoed:

"That's right, little guy, we don't know how many catties you have, if you are too arrogant, I can't stand it..."

Just when the ancestor Pengshan was about to say something more.

Song Qingshu's words completely let him know what true arrogance is: "In the realm of Golden Core, I only killed Fengjian Villa, Tangmen Valley."

"In the realm of Yuan Ying, I killed two Fengjian Villa, one from Tangmen Valley, and one from Black Feather Evil Sect."

In fact, Song Qingshu could completely fool his identity for a reason.

But for some reason, Song Qingshu didn't want to do this.

Maybe it's just that he wants to see the hideous color on the faces of the Three Sects.

More probably, he just wanted to tell the truth, so he said it.

It's so simple, there was no other reason.

However, his move really explained what is called Brave Invincible.

"Do you want to die?"

"Hehe, I, Tangmengu Grand Elder, has the Buddha's Fury Lotus and other peerless hidden weapons in my hands. Do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

"Could it be that you, such a Golden Core cultivator, can really cross the ranks of the sky and crush my Heavenly Sword in Fengjian Villa?"

After Song Qingshu finished speaking.

The people of the three sects couldn't help but yelled, and the killing intent in their tone fluctuated more and more.

Song Qingshu ignored nothing.

Quite casually, I found a boulder covered with moss in the space of the reincarnation lake, and gently stroked the dust on the boulder.

Then Song Qingshu sat down on the boulder, earnestly waiting for the passage of a quarter of an hour.

Song Qingshu's frivolousness made the people of the three sects dumbfounded, looking at each other, not knowing whether they should do it directly and wipe Song Qingshu here.

But the inheritance of Samsara Lake is about to start, and if you rush into it, you worry about what it will affect.

Just when the atmosphere between Song Qingshu and Sanzong fell into inexplicable silence.

The words of the second elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect broke this strange peace:

"You! Is your last name Song?"

Song Qingshu nodded proudly.

The second elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect continued to ask with a serious expression:

"The name is Qingshu?!"

Song Qingshu laughed:

"No need to suspect, I killed the fourth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect! If you wait out, you can get news of the death of the third elder."

"And the third elder, I also killed it!"

Speaking of the last, a ray of cold light flashed across Song Qingshu's eyes, murderous!

I heard Song Qingshu admit.

On the contrary, the second elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect returned to his calm, looking at Song Qingshu as if looking at the dead: "The fourth elder is a trash, and he died, but I am curious, how did you kill him? Assassination? ?still is……"

Song Qingshu shook his head:

"If you want to know, try it."

Listening to Song Qingshu's naked provocation, the second elder couldn't help but surge in blood, and patted Song Qingshu with a palm: "Naughty animal! Death!"

"The Great Desolate Prisoner Heaven Palm!"

Song Qingshu now has perfect control over the Great Desolate Prisoner's Tianzhi.

Facing the death blow of Yuan Ying double master.

Song Qingshu didn't dare to hold it big, condensing all the meanings into a palm in an instant, and slammed away to the second elder.

However, just when Song Qingshu had just condensed his palm.

In the mysterious space of this reincarnation lake, suddenly thunder broke out, and then a shock of thunder severely smashed the body of the second elder.

The second elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect was already the second master of the Nascent Soul, and in any small world, he was also the one who aspired to the pinnacle.

But in front of this thunder, he looked so weak and helpless.

Even before a scream was made, he was directly chopped into fly ash...

"Second! Song Qingshu, how dare you..."

The Great Elder of Black Feather Evil Sect looked at the second elder who was drifting away in the wind, and roared, an extremely domineering aura gradually emerged from him.

Just at the moment when the Great Elder determined Thunder to take action and directly obliterated Song Qingshu.

A childish sound of a child resounded in everyone's ears, making the killing intent in the heart of the elder extinguished: "Hey, hey, in my world, you are not allowed to act by yourself."

"The offender, kill it on the spot!"

This childlike voice seemed to have a soothing effect, soothing all the negative emotions of everyone present.

Song Qingshu raised his head with great interest, looked at the place where the sound was coming from, and muttered: "Da Xiyi Yin? Can I hear it here?"

Chapter 290: Rules of the Lord of Reincarnation

Song Qingshu was looking at various mysterious exercises in the Celestial Emperor Group before.

I noticed an ancient sonic cheat sheet that must be practiced by children.

That is the great Xiyi sound proposed by Infinite Emperor.

Song Qingshu also took the time to download it and studied the mystery of this big Xiyi sound.

According to Da Xiyi Yin's practice description:

"If you cultivate this sonic wave technique to a great extent, you don't need to use it specially.

In the usual words, it will naturally utter a calming voice.

Or, if you use it with all your strength, you can fascinate people and plunge people into illusions."

But the cultivation technique has a fatal flaw.

That is, you must always keep your body in the form of a child, so that it fits the world.

In the recent period, the emperors in the Celestial Emperor Group are also brainstorming to fight for the premise of whether it can be overcome.

It only allows people to learn the great Xiyi sound, and does not allow the body to always need to remain in childhood.

Song Qingshu couldn't practice this technique before the complete version of Daxiyi Yin was researched out in the Heavenly Emperor Group.

But he never thought that in this lake of reincarnation, he could actually see someone who cultivated this great Xiyi Yin.

It can be seen that this Samsara Lake Lord is also a remarkable figure...

"Who is clamoring?"

The owner of Fengjian Villa also felt the extraordinary in this immature child's voice, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed the sword behind him, frowned and said.

The valley master of Tangmen Valley also pinched the Buddha's Fury Lotus in his sleeve tightly in his palm: "One word calms people's hearts, one word soothes confusion, such a strong person..."

The ancestor Pengshan turned his head and looked around for a while, and finally pointed to a place among the waterfalls above Nine Heavens, and said: "Who is pretending to be a ghost here? Come out! If you don't come out, I'm not welcome, Pengshan."

Song Qingshu stood upright, looked at the direction pointed by the ancestor Peng Shan, and muttered: "What kind of existence will the seniors who have practiced Da Xiyi Yin?"

Just after Song Qingshu spoke softly, a childish voice sounded softly behind Song Qingshu: "Da Xiyi has been lost for countless years, not to mention the inheritance of this world. How did you recognize it?"

Song Qingshu hurriedly turned around upon hearing this.

A child with pink jade carvings, with a silky hair like a lake, dressed in white.

It was like an immortal, and I didn't know where it came from to come to Song Qingshu's eyes.

"Ok?"

The child said softly, as if he was really interested in Song Qingshu's knowledge of Da Xiyi Yin.