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"Get me up!"

Song Qingshu roared, he knew that this golden monument was transformed by thunder and could not be avoided.

Now it is always pressed on top of Song Qingshu's head, making Song Qingshu's situation extremely dangerous, as if it might be destroyed at any time.

"Dangdangdang..."

Song Qingshu shook his fist, and the fist mark was almost an afterimage, hitting the golden sky monument continuously, making it rattle, then rumbling again, and a slight crack appeared.

"Click!"

The top left corner of the golden monument was broken.

Countless people who bowed and worshipped behind the golden monument were shattered by the golden monument.

They all screamed in horror, and trembling collectively.

Although both the creature and the golden sky stele were transformed by thunder and lightning, this scene is so real.

"Chang!"

There was a sharp blade of light rising, breaking through the clouds above Song Qingshu's head, and a brief earthquake dispersed the sea of ​​thunder.

The golden celestial monument with a broken corner fell sideways.

Countless knives burst out from it, and the knives are vast.

It's almost piercing the blind's eyes, it's so sacred there.

The blade light scattered, a golden heavenly sword pierced from the golden heavenly stele.

The so-called sky stele is nothing more than the external manifestation of the golden sky sword, which is actually the hilt.

"puff!"

The Thunder Heaven Sword is terrifying and possesses unpredictable power.

When Song Qingshu didn't react, the Heavenly Sword came to Song Qingshu's front door instantly.

"Die!"

The first disciple of Shen Zhenzong shouted excitedly.

"swallow!"

Song Qingshu looked at the oncoming Heavenly Sword and screamed at the Yuanshen villain on his head.

There was a grunt.

The golden sky sword was swallowed directly by the villain of the soul, and refined it.

"vomit…"

The first disciple of Shen Zhenzong vomited a mouthful of blood and his face was extremely pale.

The law of thunder is intertwined in the belly of Song Qingshu Yuanshen villain, and the thunder light is constantly attacking.

The Thunder Heavenly Sword kept cleaving Song Qingshu's body, hoping to eventually destroy it.

At this time, every piece of Song Qingshu's flesh and blood contained thunder and was fully tempered.

Although Song Qingshu's body began to scorch black, he knew it.

Once you get past this hurdle, you are destined to go to the next level, or even reborn.

Snapped!

Song Qingshu's body seemed to make a crisp sound.

A certain shackle was shattered under the Thunder Heaven Sword, and Song Qingshu was completely promoted to the fourth level of Yuan Ying, and his strength was even more extraordinary.

In an instant, all of Song Qingshu's previous dark injuries healed.

He was full of energy billowing, like a wolf smoke, rushing straight into the Xiao Han, breaking through the thunder sea, which shocked people.

The broken bones on Song Qingshu's body regenerate, and the cracks are gone.

Every bone on his body was white and crystal clear, with a moving luster.

As for the flesh and blood of Song Qingshu, after he was promoted, it was even more brilliant, like chalcedony, flowing with incomparably powerful power!

"Hehe, thank you for giving me such a great fortune! I will give you something too!"

Song Qingshu felt the primordial spirit in his body become extremely powerful, and smiled very satisfied.

Immediately he looked up at the first disciple of Shen Zhenzong who was missing outside the Lei Jie formation, smiling.

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu raised his hand and put his index finger and thumb together.

With this random movement, the vitality of Song Qingshu's whole body also gathered in his hand.

"It should be pulled to shoot the bow, but if there is no bow, then the finger can be used."

Song Qingshu felt the powerful breath of vitality coming from his hand, smiled slightly, and muttered.

When the first disciple of Shen Zhenzong saw this, his mind was not guarded, and after a strange cry, he flew behind him at a very fast speed.

But the person Song Qingshu wants to kill, who can leave alive?

boom.

Song Qingshu snapped his fingers, the air was shattered,

Snapped.

The air of Song Qingshu's empty bullet shattered the Thunder Tribulation Formation.

puff.

The flesh and blood of the first disciple of the Shen Zhen Sect was directly beaten into mustard powder, and the Yuanshen villain disappeared together with the flesh and blood.

With the death of the first disciple of the Shen Zhen Sect, the Lei Jie Array suddenly shattered into clear light in the sky.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly and lowered his head to look at the chanting statue:

"How about, do you want to accompany them?"

Chapter 447

As Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain swallowed the Thunder Heaven Sword, the countless energy in the Thunder Tribulation Array turned into one of the nutrients of Song Qingshu's cultivation base.

Following Song Qingshu, there was a soft noise in the body.

Song Qingshu's cultivation level completely broke the Yuan Ying's triple yoke, and he reached the Yuan Ying's fourth peak in one step.

Song Qingshu's flesh and blood was violently moving.

His bones crackled.

An astonishing power permeated from the soul and the depths of his flesh and blood, constantly repairing Song Qingshu's body.

The Thunder Tribulation Array of Yuhua Tianmen failed to make Song Qingshu dead.

On the contrary, it was like a stone of refining soldiers, constantly polishing Song Qingshu, making him extremely powerful.

Song Qingshu broke through, and he realized the transformation of his life level.

This is tantamount to having completed a sublimation, and the body treasure is unlocked on its own due to the upgrade of Song Qingshu, unleashing his full potential.

At this time, Song Qingshu's clothes were all turned into ashes, and his skin was as bright as jade.

His long black hair was stained with blood from others blowing in the wind, and his whole body radiated brilliantly, with boundless mana.

"No wonder you can kill the Ninth Elder, and you just stepped into the metamorphosis of the Nascent Soul's Fourth Layer as soon as you were promoted. You really deserve these methods.

The statue of the chanting god sitting on the ground, looking up at Song Qingshu above the sky, said with sincere admiration.

Song Qingshu glanced at him indifferently, then flew back to the ground.

In fact, Song Qingshu had absorbed too much spiritual stone energy when he was in the Golden Core Realm.

Moreover, Song Qingshu's cultivation level was rather slow when he was in the Golden Core Realm.

It can be said that he has been suppressing all the time.

Now his cultivation base growth after ascending to the Nascent Soul Realm can definitely be regarded as accumulation.

Now, once Song Qingshu made a breakthrough, he was extremely overbearing, and immediately pushed his cultivation base from the early stage of Yuanying Fourth Layer to the peak of Yuanying Fourth Layer in one breath.

Looking at the world, this kind of rise is amazing.

"So many people are dead in my hands, are you not running away?"

Song Qingshu suppressed the murderous aura on his body, calmly and amiably opened his lips to the chanting god.

Hear the words.

The chanting god statue asked very seriously:

"If I break through the void and escape now, you can let me have a way out?"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"How can you be so naive? I gave the opportunity at the beginning, but you don't cherish it!"

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu stepped directly towards the statue of the chanting god.

Boom.

Song Qingshu took a step.

The lingering Dao runes around the chanting gods suddenly disappeared and dimmed.

Boom.

Song Qingshu raised his foot and stepped on two more steps.

The chanting idol could no longer maintain the solemn and beautiful lotus seat, spit out a mouthful of blood, with a wilting spirit.

Boom.

Song Qingshu took the third step.

The heart of the chanting god was shattered, the veins were severed, and it was worthy of death.

"The first disciple of the Fayan Sect of Feathering Talent, really is not weak."

Song Qingshu stopped and looked at the statue of chanting gods playfully.

Song Qingshu stepped on three seemingly unremarkable steps.

But in fact, every step Song Qingshu is stepping on by the law of the great.

The soft sound of each step can easily kill the Seventh-Strength Yuan Ying.

The chanting idol supported Song Qingshu's three steps, so naturally it was not weak.

The statue of the chanting god raised his hand to wipe the incomparably bright red blood from his mouth, clasped his hands together, and was extremely sincere: "Speaking can condense shape, it's not a skill."

"Speaking can transform the Tao, is the strongest meaning."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu suddenly thought of Mo Xiejia's wonderful way of uttering words to transform his soldiers.

When Song Qingshu Town killed other people before, this chanting idol never took action.

It can be seen that he must have prepared a lot of methods for killing Song Qingshu!

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but screamed up to the sky, and then squeezed his fist mark and rushed to the chanting god.

The chanting god screamed:

"Soldiers!"

The stern sound of chanting the statue of God came from the ages ago, but the simple two words have infinite power.

It was like a thunderstorm on the flat ground, extremely terrifying and appalling.

With the sound of thunder and thunder, there is a living being.