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"Retain people!"

"Song Qingshu, don't you really dare to kill the people of my Yuhua Tianmen?"

"Keep your hands now, you are still saved!"

See Zhang Liujin body in desperate situation.

The old man riding the bull, the Taoist man, and the chanting statues roared in unison for a while, which was extremely lively.

"Hahaha? I dare to kill! Also, I don't need you to save it!"

Listening to the threatening words of others, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, but then broke his fist and blasted towards Zhangliu's golden body.

boom!

There is a human-shaped bloodstain on the shore of Samsara Lake...

Chapter 439: Blood Rain

The Zhangliu golden body is very powerful.

He is the first disciple of the Yuhua Tianmen patriarchal school, and he has already reached the first level of the gods of transformation at a young age. It can be said that he is an infinite genius.

No matter in any sect, it is something to be proud of to be able to have such a way at such an age.

It is the foundation of the sect and the future successor of the sect.

Zhang Liujin body, he was once praised by the old man in Chinese clothes of Yuhua Tianmen.

The red-clothed woman who was bloodthirsty and keen to kill had also taught me tricks, and the red-clothed woman recognized his talent.

and so.

If there is no accident, in the near future.

Zhang Liujin body should be able to occupy a place in the Yuhua Tianmen.

Megatron all directions, command the world's heroes.

It is a pity that the accident has come earlier than the future.

So Zhangliujin's body turned into a pool of human-shaped blood stains on the shore of Samsara Lake, and passed away miserably.

"Song Qingshu, you will definitely regret what you did today."

"I have already reported the matter of Yuhua Tianmen. The Great Elder Yuhua Tianmen was furious and ordered us to kill you desperately!"

"But don't worry, you won't die so fast, I will separate your soul from your flesh and blood."

"Little by little, torture you to the point of death!"

Looking at the pool of human-shaped blood stains on the shore of Samsara Lake, the old man riding the bull, the Taoist priest, and the statues of chanting gods were furious.

Apart from the anger, they each expressed their anger in any way they could think of.

however.

Song Qing is the one who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

Such verbal threats seemed to him too stupid, and there was no threat at all.

"Zhangliu Jinshen is dead, who is the next one to die?"

Song Qingshu stepped on the blood stains of the human figure transformed from Zhang Liujin's body and smiled indifferently, just like Shura ghostly said.

Following Song Qingshu's words came out.

These three people fell into silence one after another.

If it is a turn to go solo, then Zhang Liujin is the strongest among the four.

Now Zhangliu Jinshen failed to death even before Song Qingshu left a drop of blood.

in this way.

How can the three of them dare to fight alone with Song Qingshu?

Isn't this looking for death?

After a long time.

There was a moment of silence on the shore of Samsara Lake.

So Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask a few questions, but still no one said anything.

"No one dares me to fight?"

"I'm running out of time. If you dare to come out to fight me, come out by yourself!"

Song Qingshu said while looking at the old man riding a bull.

The old man riding the bull dared not look at Song Qingshu, his eyebrows drooped slightly.

Song Qingshu sneered, shook his head, and walked towards the Samsara Lake.

Song Qingshu needs to fight very much now, even though his cultivation for three consecutive upgrades looks quite stable at this time.

But Song Qingshu could feel the vague sense of turmoil from the Yuanshen.

Song Qingshu knew that this feeling of commotion needed to be dripped with the blood of battle to stabilize it.

So he is now very eager for a bloody battle.

A decisive battle that can make him feel happy.

A deadly battle that really made Song Qingshu feel difficult.

Although Zhangliu's golden body is strong, Song Qingshu still feels that it is not enough, so he still yearns for battle!

unfortunately.

No one dares to fight with him now, which is such a sad thing for him.

"Song Qingshu, are you going to run away!"

The old man riding the bull watched Song Qingshu walk to the shore of Samsara Lake, and when his figure was about to disappear on the shore, he couldn't help but reprimanded and asked.

Song Qingshu glanced at the old man riding the bull coldly, his eyes were cold, his face was cold, and an infinite power was released from his pupils.

puff!

The mighty hole broke through the void, dispelling the purple mist beside the bull riding old man.

The old man riding the bull was startled, running the river of vitality in his body like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, squeezing his sword and cutting it away.

There was a loud clang.

The power in Song Qingshu's eyes collided with the sword seal in the hands of the bull riding old man, and there was a metal explosion.

"what."

The old man riding the bull couldn't beat the power of Song Qingshu's glance, and his figure flew backwards and fell to the ground with a cry.

The green cow under his seat was shocked and directly wailed, then fell to the ground.

The Blue Bull, whose strength is comparable to that of Yuan Ying's five-tiered powerhouse, was brutally killed by Chi Yu.

With the power of Song Qingshu's one eye, it directly turned into a shower of light and was wiped out between heaven and earth.

After seeing the dead man who was riding the bull, Song Qingshu said coldly: "I will run? I still long for a fight. You are too weak. No one dared to fight with me!"

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu ignored the magnificent expressions of the old man riding the bull and the other two, and walked directly into the lake of reincarnation.

The figure is about to disappear.

"You yearn for a battle?"

"Then stay for now!"

Just when Song Qingshu's figure was about to disappear.

A sound fell gently from the sky above the sky, and the light and fluttering sound messed up the space beside the Samsara Lake.

So Song Qingshu, who was about to leave in a misty way, showed his true body alive.

Song Qingshu looked up with a solemn expression.

boom!

A finger appeared on the sky where Song Qingshu looked up, and it was golden yellow, crushing the sky and the earth.

With a meteorite between his fingers, he fell into the world, pressing against Song Qingshu like lightning.

This scene is terrible.

Such a finger can definitely break the moon dome on the sky with one finger.

Such huge golden fingers are like pillars supporting the sky and the world.

As it continued to hit Song Qingshu.

The rumbling sound was endless.

Song Qingshu looked at this finger with a cold and nervous expression.

According to Zhang Liu Jinshen, there are five people who came to Song Qingshu's world from Yuhua Tianmen.

Four people appeared in the four wild places of Song Qingshu, so this last one must be the person who shot Song Qingshu now.

It's just that Song Qingshu didn't think of it at first.

The person who finally shot is so extraordinary, standing in the sky, sitting high on the sky, extremely powerful.

And if you shoot at will, you will obliterate yourself in the world.

"presumptuous!"

Song Qingshu roared, and the broken sword clasped in his right hand lifted up like thunder.

Boom!

Song Qing Shushou interrupted the sword and made a great sound of thunder.

Between heaven and earth, for a time there was a dazzling radiance.

With a bang, Song Qingshu's broken sword hit the golden finger like iron.

Tianyu was torn open a thousand feet wide.

A big hole was completely shattered in the space of this world.

The small stars above the starry sky were broken by the sword's power, shattered, and fell to the world.

The golden fingers shattered into three pieces under the broken sword, and golden blood fell from the sky.

So the land where Song Qingshu was standing was shrouded in a majestic rain of blood.

In the rain, the figures of three people are no longer vain, and gradually gather.

Song Qingshu felt a little bit. He looked at the old man riding the bull and the other three people, and said indifferently, "I can't help but make a move?"

The old man riding the bull smiled slightly:

"The three of us have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

A real bloody battle began.

Chapter 440

A bloody rain not only brought a fishy wind, but also brought three people including the bull rider.

In the beginning, the three of them were unable to be born together in the real body due to the lack of the heavenly way, but were only able to project their bodies in the world.

But with the fall of the blood rain, the huge opening cut across the sky.

The three of them, the old man riding a bull, can finally fight Song Qingshu happily.

And not alone, but pure encirclement and suppression and bullying the less.