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"Humph!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and the Yuanshen villain in the mud palace realm immediately released his spiritual power.

The rain of blood was scattered by Song Qingshu's cold snort and turned into a blood mist, which was scattered and enveloped in the world.

"The three of you appear together in this world where the heaven is incomplete, and you plan to attack me."

"Could it be that you are not afraid of this world falling apart?"

Hear the words.

The statue of the chanting god who had been sitting on the ground stood upright, looked at Song Qingshu, and said blankly: "Yuhua Tianmen has five sects."

"The Divine Sword Sect where the old man riding bull is located, and the Ten Thousand Fas Sect where the Ming Fa Taoist is located."

"The Buddha Yan Sect where the Zhangliu Jinbo is located, the Fa Yan Sect where I am."

"The last sect is the Divine Formation Sect."

Song Qingshu frowned:

"In other words, all the five sects sent their strongest first disciple?"

"So, the first disciple of the Divine Formation Sect, has already carved out the formation to kill me?"

The old man riding a bull smiled slightly, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered in his hand and turned into a fairy sword that exuded a cold light.

Then the old man riding the bull took a step towards Song Qingshu, and thousands of swords hovered in front of him.

The old man riding a bull looked at the sword, then at Song Qingshu, with a smile on his face, opening his lips and said, "Yes!"

"That guy from the Divine Formation Sect was not active at the beginning, just to create a formation that can deceive this world!"

"Song Qingshu, please look up."

Hear the words.

Song Qingshu raised his head and looked at Tianyu.

Above Yu, there is a huge and incomparable formation that is trembling gently and emitting infinite light.

There are galaxies that come and go, like the dew and the clouds, just like the rivers and the chaos.

Nowadays, the world seems unpredictable under the invasion of so many powerful people.

Under the sky, all kinds of chaos, complex and mysterious order appeared in the sky, and then suddenly collapsed.

The extremely terrifying fluctuations are entwined with the incomparable breath.

And the void is like a very tattered picture, shaking and rattling in the abnormal light fog.

The power of the heavens kept pressing toward the formation above the sky.

But the formation is still extremely strong, and it has never shaken.

A clear light leaned down from above the formation, covering Song Qingshu's people.

There are some unspeakable laws in the clear light, obscure and complicated, flowing chaotic light, very terrifying.

It is these clear lights that allow the three people including the bull riding old man to be exposed to the world, and to take action together, no longer fearing that the world will be destroyed because of them.

"In just a few moments, you can set up such a perfect formation to evolve into the Tianmen, and you will be well-deserved."

Song Qingshu put away his gaze looking up at the sky, smiled slightly, and said softly.

The Taoist Mingfa nodded:

"That's natural! I'm the first disciple of the Heavenly Gate Divine Formation Sect, and my casual shot is a great formation!"

"Even the Sect Master will order him to be the next Sect Master of the Divine Formation."

"This kind of existence is quite different from a grass and mustard with a humble background like you."

When Song Qingshu heard this, he finally couldn't help but chuckle:

"Do you think I am from a humble background?"

The Taoist Mingfa nodded, scornful of Song Qingshu, his tone was full of disdain and contempt: "If it wasn't because you killed the disciples of the nine elders and annoyed the Yuhua Tianmen, you thought that I Yuhua Tianmen would really treat you little shrimp Interested?"

"The strength is low, and his birth is unknown. Compared to the first disciple of the Shen Zhenzong, Yinghuo is only inferior to Haoyue!"

Song Qingshu laughed, raised his head and looked at the profound formation: "In that case."

"Then if the brilliance of the fireflies is greater than that of Haoyue, wouldn't it be very interesting?"

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu spoke to the system in his mind:

"System, give me the fastest way to find where the person who casts the magic circle is hiding in the world!"

Hear the words.

The sound of the mechanical gears of the system sounded.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning the hiding place of the person performing the formation. The scanning progress is 5%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning the hiding place of the person performing the formation. The scanning progress is 10%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

...

The system in Song Qingshu's mind is much more powerful than before.

But its running speed is not fast enough.

So the scanning of the system takes time.

But the three old people riding the bull were just unwilling to give Song Qingshu time.

The chanting idol sits crouched behind the old man riding the bull and the Taoist man, surrounded by a bright silver halo.

He put his hands down naturally, his face was plain, and he whispered a profound and incomparable decree language: "Dan Jiahuo, Linhu..."

One after another golden golden symbols appeared on the sky, imprinted on the sky, making extremely loud sounds.

Such as three thousand gods recite in the sky.

Wan thirty thousand evil spirits are wailing in the underworld.

Very shocking and moving.

Every time he chanted a word, it turned into a giant mountain of symbols, with thunder roaring in the sky.

After the symbol flew endlessly across the sky, it pressed towards the Song Qingshu, which was a very strange and terrifying sight.

"Saving people's celestial scripture?"

"Unexpectedly, I have mastered this technique. It seems that the background of Yuhua Tianmen is really deep."

Song Qingshu looked at the characters in the air with a solemn expression on his face, opening his lips.

One symbol after another, like winter thunder, jumped out of the mouth of the chanting god.

He chanted the celestial scriptures of saving people. When it is successful, all living beings can be saved. Now he is doing his best to save the Song Qingshu.

"Song Qingshu, although your physical body is unmatched! But how can there be perfect people in the world?"

"The Immortal Sutra of Salvation pays attention to the slaughter of the soul, no matter how unparalleled your physical strength, I can easily kill you!"

The chanting idol looked at the countless characters that fell on Song Qingshu, and said with a sneer.

Song Qingshu looked at the oncoming golden characters, and there was a burning sensation between his brows.

So Song Qingshu closed his eyes very bored.

"Song Qingshu, die!"

The chanting idol looked at Song Qingshu's painful expression and couldn't help laughing.

"Is there anyone in the world who is perfect? ​​I will prove it to you!"

After Song Qingshu closed his eyes, he opened it suddenly, with a flash of light in his eyes.

Then a villain ran out between Song Qingshu's eyebrows, and the villain looked at the sky full of symbols and roared.

Brush it.

Countless symbols exploded in the sky...

Chapter 441

The primordial villain of Song Qingshu is extremely small among the golden symbols and words in the sky.

Like a small person under a huge mountain, extremely small and inconspicuous.

However, the huge mountain collapsed, but it did not crush the villain.

The little man looked up at the giant mountain, roaring and roaring.

As a result, the huge mountain collapsed and fell, and the villain stood proudly in the world, invincible and unbeatable.

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain looks exactly the same as Song Qingshu, but he looks a little smaller than Song Qingshu.

"Humph!"

"The characters just now are just what I did at will!"

"Song Qingshu, if you are really a hero, then take me one more trick!"

The statue of the chanting god watched Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain roared his infinity symbol to pieces, his face was slightly pale, and he coldly snorted.

Song Qingshu sneered while listening to the system's scanning sound and replied to the chanting idol: "If you are not reconciled, just do it!"

"Hmph, wait, wait for me to extract a pure breath of vitality!"

The chanting god snorted coldly and closed his eyes again, like dead wood.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"To be refined? Do you think I am a fool?"

There was a flash of thunder under his feet.

The vitality of heaven and earth began to tremble gently.

This is the best manifestation of Song Qingshu's figure about to disappear into the void.

As if the next moment.

Song Qingshu wanted to deceive himself to the front of the statue of the chanting god, and killed him with a punch.

However, at the foot of Song Qingshu, the thunder arc had just emerged, and it had not yet flashed into a flash of thunder.

On the formation of Song Qingshu's dome flashed down a thunder dragon that was simulated by pure rules.

Thunder Dragon whizzed, shattered the void, and directly smashed down against Song Qingshu's body.

boom!

An extremely loud and harsh roar rang in Song Qingshu's ear.

Song Qingshu's battle armor was shattered by the sky thunder transformed by the rules, and the skin under the battle armor was pitch black.

"I'm going to you!"

Song Qingshu was in pain and roared.

Rumble!

As soon as I remembered to do it, Song Qingshu's dome formation became even more arrogant.

Numerous thunder dragons have sprung up in the formation.

After they let out the roar of Donglei, they mercilessly blasted Song Qingshu over.

"System! Can't scan faster? Now I am very passive!"

Song Qingshu kept moving amidst the sky thunder to avoid the sky thunder that soared and fell.

One side spoke anxiously to the system.

"Ding, the system prompts that this is already the fastest speed of the system. If the scanning speed is forcibly increased, there may be an irreversible danger."

The mechanical voice of the system rang in Song Qingshu's ear again, cold and ruthless.