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The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth was raised slightly, and the purple blood soft sword in his hand pointed at the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect in the guardian formation: "Since you are not afraid of death, where do you come from so much nonsense?"

Song Qingshu's language is concise and his tone is firm.

Just a common sentence, but there is a sense of oppression like a golden iron horse.

After listening to Song Qingshu's plain words.

The back of the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect suddenly became wet.

"Okay... What a guy who doesn't know what is good or bad."

"If you can really break the formation, then Song Qingshu, you can give it a try!"

"I don't believe it anymore."

"In the whole world, except for the strength of the sixth level of Nascent Soul from Lord Mo Yejia."

"The strength of the world and the existence of being able to forcefully break through this patriarchal formation with brute force?"

"Song Qingshu, it's not that I want to irritate you. If you really don't want to lose your face, you can leave early!"

Song Qingshu heard the words and remained silent for a long time.

clang.

Song Qingshu retracted the purple blood soft sword into the scabbard, and the collision between the hilt and scabbard heard a clear sound.

The sound is crisp and sweet.

The sixth elder of Heiyu Xiezong watched Song Qingshu's movement.

While secretly relieved, he couldn't help but smile:

"How about it, Song Qingshu, did you suddenly figure it out."

"You turn around and leave, your invincible prestige will not be swept away. If you make a move, what is waiting for you is..."

Do not wait for the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect to finish speaking.

Song Qingshu shook his head slightly, interrupting him.

Song Qingshu looked at the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect seriously, and asked:

"I take the sword."

"It's not because I don't think my sword can pierce your formation."

"But I don't think it is necessary, no need to move the sword to break the formation."

"You said that the power of the world cannot break your formation, then I want to tell you that you never know what power is."

The blood coat was floating in the wind.

Song Qingshu flew into the air.

In the calculation of the system, here is the only weakness of the guardian formation.

Except for this point before Song Qing wrote.

This guardian formation no longer has other weaknesses.

So there was only one way before Song Qing wrote.

Since it is a road, it must be taken.

Song Qingshu thought of this, raised his palm, and patted the Huzong array.

clang!!

When Song Qingshu's palm fell on the guardian formation.

It was like the faint sound of the morning bell on the West Tianlingshan Temple.

A very crisp sound blasted through the whole world like thunder.

Then the sound floated in the world, not dissipating for a long time.

clang!

Song Qingshu frowned slightly looking at the cracks in the formation, then raised his palm and dropped it again.

clang!

The sound is continuous.

One sound, one thunder.

A thunder, a mouthful of blood.

The six elders of the Black Feather Evil Sect in the guardian formation became pale as snow.

He went from standing proudly just now to sitting cross-legged now.

With the help of the vitality transmission of hundreds of Jindan disciples behind him, they are struggling to support the continuation of the guardian formation.

"what!"

Song Qingshu let out an anger, and then shot nine palms in an instant.

So nine muffled thunders rang in the world.

So far.

The crack on the guardian formation finally widened, barely enough for one person to enter.

Song Qingshu stood proudly in the wind, his bloody clothes fluttering.

"The force of the world can't break this battle, what do you think of it now?"

Song Qingshu was condescending.

Looking at the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect standing in the guardian formation like a god, he spoke indifferently.

The sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect stood up with difficulty, raised his head and looked at Song Qingshu in the air, frowning and said: "Song Qingshu, can it be that you are so proud."

"Only then broke the formation a little bit, do you really think you have broken the formation?"

Song Qingshu was puzzled and frowned.

Sure enough, after the words of the sixth elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect were finished.

Countless crows emerged above the guardian formation.

The sky full of crows was like a black mist blowing over Song Qingshu's body, filling the broken formation in front of Song Qingshu.

So the crack that Song Qingshu took a lot of effort to break was filled in the black smoke again.

Song Qingshu looked at the intact Huzong Formation, unhappy.

Song Qingshu stood in a very high air.

The breeze here is disturbing, and from time to time, there are violent winds passing over Song Qingshu's clothes.

He floated his blood cloak, blowing his long black hair into disarray.

Song Qingshu was not happy, so he was sulking.

So he took a breath.

For a time, a violent wind rose by Song Qing's body, blowing his blood suit to the ground.

Standing in the world and watching.

Song Qingshu at this time was like a bright red remnant cloud above the sky.

This tone.

Song Qingshu sucked for a long time, so the golden core in his abdomen was fluctuating with his chest and abdomen.

Song Qingshu seemed to suck the vitality of the whole world into his body.

Song Qingshu once again raised his delicate right hand that was suitable for holding a sword.

At this time, the right hand spread out in the strong wind, and then fell heavily.

His hand fell on the circle.

A loud hum resounded through the world like a thunderstorm.

Chapter 384

Song Qingshu's shot this time.

No matter in anyone's opinion.

Those are extremely simple existences.

He really just raised his palm very simply, and then fell heavily.

It's like a stubborn child in the village waving and hitting people at will.

The action is not beautiful, chic, and even clumsy and funny.

In the palm of the hand, there is only the morning breeze that is lingering and hunting.

In addition.

There was nothing in Song Qingshu's palm.

There has never been Xingyuchen River, there has never been a green sea and barren mountains.

Some are just a palm, a simple palm.

Because there is only one palm, it is the best palm.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but a little smile appeared on his face.

But this was not because Song Qingshu deliberately let his palms clarify unintentionally in order to break the formation.

In fact, Song Qingshu also wanted to bring some barren mountains and blue seas into his palm.

I also want to make the palm look more beautiful while waving the palm.

But he really couldn't do it.

Because his simple palm is really too strong.

He has never deliberately returned to the basics and reduced the complexity to simplicity.

He just got out of his hand.

Therefore, the palm is full of natural wind and Lingxuan mood.

Apart from this, there is nothing else in Song Qingshu's palm.

Hum!

A thunderous blast sounded in the ears of Tiantian and Song Qingshu.

The pattern of the Huzong Great Formation shattered into countless fragments scattered into the world.

A hurricane came from above the sky clouds.

So the countless fragments that should have scattered into the depths of the clouds began to dance and soar.

Just when countless array fragments flooded into the depths of the clouds.

The sound wave generated by the collision between Song Qingshu's right palm and Huzong's large array just shook the world under Song Qingshu.

The ancestor Pengshan snorted and forcibly resisted the aftermath with a profound cultivation base.

But after the aftermath, the ancestor Pengshan still paled and backed away a few steps, almost falling down first.

The ancestor of Pengshan is so.

Not to mention the hundreds of weak Jindan monks behind Pengshan Ancestor.

With the sound of the aftermath.

The hundreds of Jindan cultivators collapsed directly to the ground.

What's more, he fell directly to the ground in a coma, foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

The violent sound wave dispersed the floating clouds in the dome and spread far away.Even spread to places thousands of miles away.