Martial Arts Super God Chat Group
Martial Arts Super God Chat Group Chapter 257
Chapter 381
"You try?"
"it is good!"
"Song Qingshu, I'm going to have a look, you have some skill!"
"The patriarchal clan protection array, the smoke is rising!"
The sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect raised his hand and pointed at the guardian formation above the sky.
Then a misty and profound aura suddenly emerged from his hand and poured into the guardian formation.
immediately.
The lines on the patriarchal guardian formation quietly floated.
The incomparably powerful aura trembled in the circle.
"Hu Zong!"
The sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect sat cross-legged on the mat, with a solemn expression, angering the other Black Feather Evil Sect disciples who stood quietly behind him.
Following the anger of the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect.
Hundreds of Jindan disciples cross-legged down together, and raised their right hands to the guardian formation above the sky.
For a time, countless misty and profound auras poured out of the magic circle.
As a result, this guardian formation became more generous and tough, unshakable.
"Song Qingshu, if you can still blast my guardian sect in this way, then come!"
Feeling the strength of the lines in the magic circle, the sixth elder of Black Feather Xiezong triumphantly raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Then he raised his head proudly and looked at Song Qingshu.
Proudly, he raised a proud smile at the corner of his mouth, watching Song Qingshu speak proudly.
Song Qingshu's face was indifferent, looking at the banner of the Black Feather Evil Sect fluttering in the air in the guardian formation.
It was a black crow flying between the blue sky and the clouds.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, remembering the flag that was broken by his finger, and said: "The flag of the Black Steel Army is a black dragon."
"Although ugly is a bit ugly, it is also considered mighty."
"But what about your banner?"
"Never mind the ugliness, there is still such a lack of style, so what is the meaning of such a banner without being torn up?"
The six elders of the Black Feather Evil Sect looked gloomy and snorted:
"Humph!"
"Those with sharp teeth!"
"Song Qingshu, if you are really capable, then you try to pass the battle!"
"The lives and beliefs of hundreds of disciples of the Black Feather Evil Sect are on the line."
"Even if you kill people again, can you kill so many people in one go?"
Song Qingshu laughed and nodded proudly:
"If you don't believe that I can break through your formation, then I can only break it to you."
"If you don't believe that I can kill all your disciples, then I can only kill them for you to see."
"If you still don't believe me, please tell me and I will slap you in the face."
Hearing this, the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect directly shot out a sword.
"Song Qingshu, don't deceive others too much, die for me!"
Accompanied by scolding.
It was a sword of the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect.
That sword has been nourished by his body's vitality for ten years.
He remembered the pattern on the sword clearly all the way.
Therefore, the six elders of the Black Feather Evil Sect and this Juehong One Sword are almost a human sword.
The sword is rushing like thunder and lightning.
The sword spirit danced in the wind.
Just a blink of an eye.
This Juehong sword pierced Song Qingshu's neck.
"Friend Song, be careful!"
The ancestor Pengshan watched this Ling Yu cut through the space with a sword, and asked himself that he could not hold it.
So the ancestor Peng Shan lost his voice in horror and roared at Song Qingshu.
But what is Song Qingshu now.
Facing such a sharp sword.
Song Qingshu was never desperate and troublesome.
He just stood proudly, his eyes looking at the faint fluorescence on the Black Feather Evil Sect's guardian array.
Song Qing wrote with a smile, and Feng Qingyun looked at this guardian formation indifferently
He didn't reach for the sword behind him.
He didn't even control the Hell Terrace behind him.
He did nothing.
Very cleverly touched and waited in place.
About waiting.
Some people are looking forward to it.
Wait for the wind, wait for the rain, wait for the return.
And Song Qingshu stands on the ground.
He was equally eager.
But he did not wait for the wind to wait for the rain to return.
All he was waiting for was the sword of the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect.
There was a loud clang.
Song Qingshu's neck hit the iron sword of the sixth elder of Heiyu Xiezong.
After a burst of sparks.
The iron sword nourished by the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect with the vitality of his body directly interrupted and fell.
The rust on the sword that hadn't been conspicuous before had already spread all over the iron sword.
As a result, the original Xian Xian's extremely profitable iron sword was directly broken into three pieces.
The blade, blade, and hilt were all scattered around Song Qingshu.
The six elders of the Black Feather Evil Sect merged with Jian.
When the sword was broken, he also felt the emptiness in his heart.
And Song Qingshu’s neck only showed a shallow white mark
There seems to be a red line on the white line.
"Ahem, the speed and angle of the shot are perfect."
"Unfortunately, the power is too weak."
"If you are now in the Nascent Soul's fifth peak state, then I might still treat you as an opponent."
"but."
"The first level of Yuan Ying is really too weak. Weak to despair."
Hear the words.
After hearing Song Qingshu's words, the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect, his pale face became more rosy and bloody.
Immediately, the sixth elder of Black Feather Evil Sect became angry and couldn't come out.
After hammering his chest a few times, he suddenly coughed, and blood was coughed up from his saliva.
He vomited a mouthful of extremely red blood.
The blood was sprinkled on the ground and rolled down between the grass peaks.
Three inches of land was sprinkled red, and Qingyou Valley was smelly.
He didn't say anything in response to Song Qingshu's words.
No curse or unwillingness.
Because now Song Qingshu's strength is too far beyond Yuan Ying's five-fold powerhouse.
The confrontation on the battlefield is suspended.
No one dared to stand in front of Song Qingshu.
The sixth elder of Black Feather Evil Sect wiped the bitter smile and blood stains on his lips.
So he just kept silent.
"Can't beat you."
"Could it be that I can't even hide?"
"Song Qingshu, no matter how strong you are, your teeth will be sharper and your mouth will be sharper."
"The Guardian Formation will always be a place you can't understand and cannot crack."
The sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect looked at Song Qingshu and frowned slightly.
Raising his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, he whispered happily.
Song Qingshu raised his head and spoke to the system:
"System, turn it on and scan, I want to see how powerful this circle is?"
Say here.
In Song Qingshu's ear, another system reminder sounded from the depths of his mind.
"Ding, the scan found the Nascent Soul's five-fold peak-level formation, Tianluo Divine Formation."
"Do you want to continue scanning?"
In order to break the formation, Song Qingshu must learn to understand this Tianluo formation.
So Song Qingshu opened his lips without hesitation:
"Continue to scan, it is bound to show me what is the use of this magical formation..."
"I'm going to use the hook to pass this time!"
Chapter 382
"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning of the Tianluo Divine Array, the five-layer Nascent Soul Array, is too difficult and takes too long."
"Do you want to continue upgrading?"
Listening to the system's prompt, Song Qingshu couldn't help but frown.