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The Lord of Samsara frowned when he looked at Song Qingshu who was standing upright.

The first time I wondered if I really value Song Qingshu...

Controversy on the gossip chart is endless.

Under the cover of the Eight Diagrams, Song Qingshu has no way of knowing.

The most important thing for him now is to end the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect.

Then choose the treasure of the Lord of Reincarnation.

Thinking like this, Song Qingshu held the Purple Blood Soft Sword in his right hand, and gently held the Hell Platform with his left hand.

Step by step, as if walking in a leisurely garden, he walked towards the great elder Black Feather Evil Sect who fell on the ground.

"Elder, I have to say, you are really strong."

"First, I was stabbed with my full strength and never died."

"Then, under the suppression of my Hell Terrace, it just made a hole in my chest."

"Tsk tusk tusk, just now, are you still alive?"

Song Qingshu stepped his foot on the sunken chest of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect, chuckled and rubbed his feet vigorously.

The Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect was already dying, with hundreds of bones crushed.

Moreover, one body's cultivation base does not keep one, and it can no longer be against Song Qingshu.

But nevertheless.

The expression on the face of the Great Elder of Black Feather Evil Sect is still fierce, looking at Song Qingshu fiercely: "Song Qingshu! Do you know who I am? What will happen after killing me, do you want to understand?"

When Song Qingshu heard the words, the corners of his mouth curled up, and then he chuckled.

Finally, he laughed out loud.

The Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder screamed:

"Why are you laughing!"

Song Qingshu's smile stopped abruptly, the corners of his mouth returned to indifference, and the cold in his eyes: "I laugh at your stupidity!"

"There is a triple realm of Yuan Ying, but actual combat experience is sparse and ordinary."

"And without the heart of the brave, even now, I only know how to suppress others!"

"Furthermore, Black Feather Evil Sect, is it very powerful?"

Heiyu Xiezong Grand Elder listened to Song Qingshu's words of condemnation, and his face became paler.

When Song Qingshu said to the last sentence, he spouted a mouthful of blood, his aura even more decadent...

"My Black Feather Evil Sect! You can never insult you!"

The Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect screamed, and then struggling to jump up with all his strength.

Opened his body in the air, stretched out his hands and feet to hug Song Qingshu tightly, and roared in Song Qingshu's ear.

Song Qingshu didn't panic, still sneered:

"I was insulted, what about you?"

Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder said viciously:

"Then go to hell and confess your sins!"

"Black Feather Secret Curse, the light of extinction!"

The Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder said at this point, a little black light emerged from the space, slowly gathering on him.

An aura that far exceeded the strength that Yuan Ying's triple realm should possess, surging from him.

Song Qingshu sneered:

"Blode again? You villains, can you be a little new before you die?"

The Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect was already deformed at this time, and he could no longer hear Song Qingshu's mockery of him.

In a sense, this is also a good thing.

At the very least, he doesn't need to feel helpless sorrow at the last moment of his life.

At the moment when the great radiance of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect shot out.

Song Qingshu directly swung the purple blood soft sword in his right hand, cutting off both the legs and hands of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect directly.

Then he opened the door of space and moved the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect to another dimension of the Gobi Desert.

The road laws of this world are more powerful than those of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect.

So even though this is his most powerful self-destruction.

In this world, it only blasted the sand sea to a great height.

It dissipated between heaven and earth, and no trace of the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect could be found.

From the feet and hands of the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect.

When you open the door of reincarnation, throw it out again, and finally return to the original dimension.

Song Qingshu completed this series of actions in less than a fifth of his breath.

The swiftness of his own speed, coupled with the fact that the vitality of the world has just been affected by the explosion of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect.

So Song Qingshu is very confident that this little action of her will never be noticed by anyone.

however.

The Lord of Samsara on the gossip chart chuckled lightly for the first time.

Chapter 303 Submission and Oppression

It's different from all the barely smiles before.

The chuckle of the Lord of Samsara this time is a joy from the heart.

It is a kind of comfortable smile that clears away the sorrows and clouds, and sees the sky.

"Song Qingshu, it seems that the person chosen by Heaven is you?"

The Lord of Samsara opened his lips and spoke lightly, and there was unspeakable ease in his eyes.

Then, the Lord of Samsara flicked his fingers.

With a soft sound.

Song Qingshu's figure reappeared on the gossip map.

The existence of the reincarnation arena was also erased from the gossip map, and no longer exists.

"Song Qingshu, well done! Your thunder sword is even half a point better than the sky sword!"

"I had doubts about your strength, but now it seems that I was wrong."

"Song Qingshu, you really are the right one."

The Lord of Samsara said with a smile.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned by the appreciation and liking in the depth of his tone without any cover.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly and whispered in his heart:

"This, or the Lord of Samsara who was so indifferent just now?"

"Even if my performance is really good, he shouldn't praise me so much?"

Although he was suspicious in his heart, Song Qingshu smiled slightly on the surface, clasped his fists and bent over: "Musan, the Lord of Reincarnation, Song Qingshu is just lucky. Killing the Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder is just so easy."

Listening to Song Qingshu's unreasonable dodge.

Old Ancestor Pengshan sneered directly, shook his head and said:

"Brother...Song Daoyou, your every move in the Samsara Arena is captured by us."

"Don't talk about anything else, just rely on the shocking sword that you severely injured the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect."

"Even if the three of us make a concerted effort, I am afraid we can't stop it, two of you, what do you think?"

The ancestor Pengshan changed his name to Song Qingshu from his younger brother to Song Daoyou.

This is undoubtedly his greatest recognition of Song Qingshu.

At the very least, in the eyes of today's ancestor Pengshan, Song Qingshu is no longer a golden core monk who can only speak big words.

It's a terrible existence whose status is equal to or even slightly better than one's own.

When the ancestor Pengshan finished speaking.

He also deliberately brought the topic to the owner of Tangmen Valley Valley and Fengjian Villa.

It means deeply, and only he himself knows why.

Song Qingshu looked at the ancestor Pengshan's eyes full of admiration, and smiled slightly:

"Senior Peng Shan doesn't need to be polite."

"Furthermore, the two seniors, the valley owner of Tangmen Valley and the owner of Fengjian Villa, are all heroes."

"Think about it, Qing Shu's performance just now can hardly be recognized by the two of them..."

Having said that, Song Qingshu lightly glanced at both the owner of Tangmen Valley and the owner of Fengjian Villa.

The occasional cold haze flashing deep in their eyes made both of them feel a chill in their backs.

Without waiting for Song Qingshu to finish, the Valley Master Tang Mengu directly folded his fists and said respectfully: "Song Daoyou is too humble!"

"Friends of Daoist slaughtered the old thief of the Black Feather Evil Sect in the realm of the golden core, and earned a trace of clarity for this bright universe!"

"Now, as the fourteenth generation of the valley owner of Tangmen Valley, I express my highest respect for the heroic actions of the honorable Daoists!"

Song Qingshu knew that the valley owner of Tangmen Valley was a grassy young man.

But he never thought of it.

The Valley Master of Tangmen Valley was able to squeeze like this.

He didn't even let out a ruthless word, he had almost bowed his head to court...

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu said amusedly:

"But, Tang Sect Valley Master, I killed many of you outside of the Samsara Lake."

"Let's not talk about your ordinary Golden Core disciple, who is Tang Sect Deputy Valley Master, who was also beheaded by me with a single sword."

"Can you really not ask for justice for them now? I don't believe it."

The Valley Lord of Tangmen Valley heard this.

Thinking of the price Tang Mengu had paid for training so many Golden Core cultivators, he couldn't help but pull.

And thinking that Tang Sect has lost a deputy valley master who is also a strong Yuan Ying since then.

His heart was even more painful.

But even so, he was really unwilling to confront the infinite potential Song Qingshu before him.

Immediately, the valley owner of Tangmen Valley laughed, pretending to be quite hearty: "Those trash without vision, death is also Tangmen Valley's blessing."

"Friend Song, don't care, don't care."

Upon seeing this, Song Qingshu nodded very satisfied, and removed Tang Mengu from his list of kills.

Then Song Qingshu turned his head to the owner of Fengjian Villa who was silently aside, and opened his lips: "Master Fengjian, what do you think?"

"Tangmen Valley obviously doesn't want to be an enemy of me, so is Fengjian Villa an enemy or a friend?"

Strange to say.

It was clear that Song Qingshu's vitality at this time had disappeared, and it was his weakest time.

But when Song Qingshu said these words, the owner of Fengjian Villa really felt the shadow of death...