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Less than a breath later, there was an inaudible cracking sound from Song Qingshu's colorful golden core.

After two breaths, Song Qingshu’s golden core was about to be burst and shattered...

Chapter 373

Song Qingshu felt the cracks in the colorful golden pill in his belly, and his face was pale with horror.

"Fuck, what's going on?!"

Song Qingshu felt the cracks on the golden core in his belly, a little unbelievable, and muttered in panic.

Note, for a monk.

Since the golden core was condensed, the golden core can be said to be an existence second only to the importance of the soul.

Since the golden core is condensed, the speed at which monks can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth will be much faster.

And the body can also store more vitality.

It can be said that the golden core is the gathering point of the vitality of the golden core monk.

The flesh was chopped down to mutilation, and with the golden core, it could be repaired slowly.

Like the old sword master on Lingxi Mountain.

Even if his right arm was cut off with the iron sword, he never despaired.

But if the golden core formed by the monks' hard work is broken up.

That would really be considered dead and dead.

Song Qingshu would never allow such a bad situation to happen.

So Song Qingshu took a deep breath, desperately expelling the energy released by the best spirit stone.

But to do so, the energy fluctuations entering Song Qingshu's body like the Yellow River bursting into the body is still a drop in the bucket.

No matter how Song Qingshu discharges the energy from the best spirit stone.

The vitality pouring into Song Qingshu's body was still more and more.

Just after spitting out a breath of spiritual energy, thousands of breaths of spiritual energy were poured into Song Qingshu's body.

Snapped!

As the billowing spiritual energy poured into Song Qingshu's body more and more.

The golden core in Song Qingshu's belly made a very crisp cracking sound.

It's like glass in the cold.

Under the blowing of the cold wind, the heat expanded and contracted, and then it cracked.

Inconspicuous cracks of the tortoise covered the whole body of the cup.

Also spread over the golden core in the belly of Song Qingshu.

Originally, it was exquisitely like the proudest ceramics of the ceramic master.

Now with countless turtle cracks appearing on the golden core.

The golden core of Song Qingshu suddenly became a lot of broken pieces, and it was covered with fine lines and dust.

With this crisp cracking sound, Song Qingshu's face became paler.

A sense of passing energy.

As the golden pill in Song Qing's abdomen shattered and spread.

A sense of powerlessness arises from the body.

From the heart of Song Qingshu.

And the eight golden dragons that were originally soaring and dancing on the golden core of Song Qingshu also wailed.

It seemed pitiful to die at any time.

"How can it fall short in this way?!"

"Shenning Dantian, Cyclone Tianguan, Ren Du Channel is connected."

Song Qingshu felt the strangeness of the golden core in his body, and roared loudly.

At the moment of crisis, Song Qingshu suddenly recalled the secret of luck he had learned in the chat group of the Emperor of Heaven.

After Song Qingshu finished his luck dictation silently.

The vitality that was originally in Song Qingshu's body was like the Yellow River bursting its dyke, and it was docile for a long time.

But even if Song Qingshu struggled any more, the speed of the golden core in his body was getting faster and faster.

It can be said that Song Qingshu worked harder.

The cracks at Jin Dan became more and more obvious.

In the end, the energy on the best spirit stone has not lost half of it.

But the golden pill in the belly of Song Qingshu split into two directly.

"Roar!"

After a stern dragon howl, the golden core in Song Qingshu's belly dimmed directly.

So far, there was no trace of energy emerging from Song Qingshu.

Mediocre as mortal.

"This is over?"

Song Qingshu felt the sense of loss that was empty in his belly.

He murmured ugly.

He stretched his hand to his belly.

Song Qingshu shook his hand lightly, and found that there was only a sensation of pain, other than that, there was no other energy fluctuation.

Just when Song Qingshu was about to fall into despair.

The system prompt sounded in Song Qingshu's ear:

"The seven-color golden pill must be determined, and it must stand after breaking, and the host needs to break the fetters of the golden pill before he can see the colorful glow in the rain."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu just breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the crushing and rebirth of the golden core is still a process that must be experienced in the cultivation of this colorful golden core.

Just when Song Qingshu relaxed and relaxed.

The deadly golden pill in Song Qingshu's belly suddenly twitched.

A shallow white cyclone formed in the belly of Song Qingshu.

A white cyclone less than five inches in width.

Like a glutton who never knows what is hungry and full.

The white cyclone drifted quietly.

As the white cyclone trembles slightly in the wind.

So the best spirit stone also shuddered.

The sound of a cyclone came from Song Qing's body.

The endless energy mist seemed to have never been exhausted, pouring into Song Qingshu's belly all the time.

Despite the energy rushing like water from the Yellow River bursting, this white cyclone is not rejected by everyone...

The energy of the spirit stone around Song Qing's body is immense.

But the bloody mouth of the white cyclone swallowed all the spirit stone energy beside Song Qingshu.

At the end of the swallowing, colorful brilliance emerged on the white cyclone.

So a colorful cyclone was ups and downs in the belly of Song Qingshu.

Like a whirlpool eye, endless energy poured in, but never satisfied.

"Roar!"

In the eyes of the whirlpool, lightning flashed.

Then there was a fierce dragon howl from the whirlpool.

The figure of the flying dragon flashed in the whirlpool, and it was faintly visible that they were constantly devouring the sky's energy.

After half an hour.

Song Qingshu's egg-sized superb spirit stone was completely refined by it.

Although the amount of energy emerging from the best spirit stone was huge enough to make Song Qingshu feel surprised.

However, Song Qingshu's body was still stable, without a trace of disorder.

The energy rushing into the whirlpool turned into a throbbing, causing Song Qingshu's bones to be continuously widened by the baptism.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes so suddenly, his pupils were as cold as snow.

There was a faintly flickering colorful glow in his pupil.

Song Qingshu's pupils looked at a piece of night pearl above the dense cave.

Electric light flint room.

There was a smashing sound from the cliff.

Ye Mingzhu was shattered by Song Qingshu.

Ye Mingzhu shattered, but the cave never fell into darkness, and the cave fell into a splendid glow.

Because Song Qingshu's double pupils showed a splendor.

It seemed that there were colorful clouds floating in his eyes.

It was like an incomparably beautiful universe floating in Song Qing's pupil.

A golden pill the size of a thumb floated in Song Qing's belly.

There is no more magnificent picture of Kowloon soaring.

Some are just pure to the extreme power.

Some are just dozens of times stronger than the Golden Core Eightfold.

Song Qingshu put the remaining two top-grade spirit stones into the cornucopia, got up and left the military warehouse of the Black Steel Army.

He never scraped any more objects.

The sword, the spirit armor, the battle helmet, Song Qingshu didn't take anything.

Because he has reached the peak of Jin Dan Nine Layers.

He felt that he was invincible in the world!

Chapter 374

Since Song Qingshu set foot on this mountain, and now stepped into the Golden Core Nine Heavens, many things have happened in it.

However, the time that has flowed is extremely short.

For a short while, when Song Qingshu reached the top of the Black Steel Army's mountain, the night had not dissipated.

However, in this short period of less than a day.

In the Black Steel Army, no one can stand in front of Song Qingshu.

Xia Houli proudly holding an iron gun fell on the ice of the big river, and the blood stains on his belly had already frozen.