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However, Song Qingshu's current military character is decided, which is bad news for many people, and the balance will be broken.

"What is your secret method? Why is even my fairy clock affected now!"

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen sat cross-legged on the immortal bell, desperately urging the immortal bell not to be attracted by Song Qingshu.

But in the process.

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen felt so angry and aggrieved, so he shouted at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"Have you heard of such a mysterious method of Bingzijue?"

As Song Qingshu said, his palms were slightly folded.

The breeze on the shore of the Samsara Lake became thousands of Ling Xian swords.

The breeze blew gently towards the fairy clock.

So thousands of immortal swords were cut at the immortal clock.

Between heaven and earth, only the fairy sword and the fairy clock were left for a time, and nothing else.

clang!

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen roared and beat the clock.

Zhongkou faced Song Qingshu with a faintly new wave, and the space was shattered under the sound wave.

Thousands of Immortal Swords dissipated into nothingness for a time, like nothing, nowhere to be found.

Song Qingshu frowned, not happy.

So Song Qingshu threw a stubborn stone at the immortal clock, and sprinkled a touch of fine sand on the shore of the reincarnation lake against it.

The stubborn stone turned into a meteorite that broke through the air in the battle. It rubbed the space and produced an extremely thick fire tail.

The fine sand is still fine sand in the Bing Zi Jue, there is no difference in appearance.

But today's fine sand carries its own profound and incomparable Dao rune, which is extremely frightening.

As soon as the word soldier comes out, a sand and a stone between heaven and earth can be a soldier in Song Qingshu.

If Song Qingshu is willing, even the enemy's weapons are born for himself, which is wonderful.

Boom!

Boom!

The fairy bell rang against the fine sand and stubborn stones.

The meteorite was crushed into mustard powder in the sound waves.

The fine sand blew lightly on the fairy clock, and in an instant, countless fine lines appeared on the clock wall of the fairy clock.

"vomit!"

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen vomited a mouthful of blood, and the glow of the sun suddenly fell down.

"The cornucopia, suck!"

Song Qingshu sneered coldly, and the word "Bing" turned to the extreme state, opening his lips to the cornucopia.

For a time.

The powerful suction emanating from the mouth of the cornucopia suddenly shattered the space.

Seeing that the Eighth Elder of Yuhua Tianmen gradually wanted to leave his control, he couldn't help but let out a strange cry, and then desperately shot one after another.

"boom!"

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen desperately urged the immortal bell under him at the expense of burning his own soul.

After Xianzhong hesitated for a moment, a ray of extreme force shone from the mouth of the clock.

The extremely powerful soldier turned into a vague image of an immortal standing in the air, like a million volcanoes erupting, pressed against Song Qingshu, extremely tough.

"Huh! Why are you so stupid?"

Song Qingshu sneered looking at the vague immortal imprint that rushed to him.

Grunt.

The majesty of the immortal bell was directly swallowed by the cornucopia in Song Qingshu's hands.

With the extreme force was swallowed.

The body of the cornucopia suddenly shined brightly and rose from the ground.

The glorious glow made Song Qingshu's place extremely dazzling for a while.

"Huh, it's really delicious and extremely powerful."

"Master, I can feel it, as long as I eat more of this kind of breath."

"Then sooner or later I will be able to re-enter the pinnacle of the world and accompany you to fight the world!"

After the cornucopia swallowed the mighty power, he opened his lips to Song Qingshu with great satisfaction.

Song Qingshu sneered, then asked:

"Back to the peak? Where is your peak?"

The cornucopia said with excitement:

"When I was at my peak, even a half-emperor master would not dare to be hit by my full strength!"

Hear the words.

The brilliance in Song Qingshu's pupils was extremely dazzling for a while.

Half-emperor masters can't receive a full blow from the cornucopia, so wouldn't it be equivalent to the cornucopia as an imperial weapon?

"Emperor soldiers... Hahaha, I will collect all the emperor soldiers in the world sooner or later."

"What is the endless bell, the mother of all things, the magic pot, as long as it is the emperor's soldier, I will get it sooner or later."

At this point, Song Qingshu's smile became more brilliant.

So brilliant that the eight elders of Tianmen of Yuhua thought that Song Qingshu was insulting him.

"Song Qingshu! Don't deceive others too much!"

"The original deity transforms the Tao, and sacrifices the bell with a god!"

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen yelled violently, and then a very bright color appeared on his body, as if he had been transformed into a Tao.

Boom!

The immortal clock trembled constantly, and it was covered with cracks and cracks as thin as spider silk.

Then the fairy clock trembles with a loud roar, like a thunderstorm.

At this time, the bells revealed endless terrifying power.

There was a white tiger carrying a violent wind, whistling towards Song Qingshu and culling it.

As the white tiger shattered into the void, the gods in the immortal clock seemed to be resurrected.

The immortal clock quivered constantly, trembling as if the universe was born, trembling wildly, and the chaotic air permeated the immortal clock.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared wildly, and the void suddenly collapsed, and a very terrifying aura vigorously emanated from the white tiger.

The breath of the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth flows on Baihu, and the terrifying breath that far exceeds the realm of Nascent Soul suddenly appears in the world.

Song Qingshu looked at Bai Hu and felt that he was facing a real master of God Transformation.

"Sacrifice your soul, just to kill me?"

Song Qingshu's mind moved, while controlling the breeze and fine sand, turning it into a sharp sword and slashing towards the fairy bell.

There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and he jokingly spoke to the eighth elder of Yuhua Tianmen above the immortal clock.

"This is just part of my soul! Song Qingshu, take it to death!"

The Eighth Elder of Yuhua Tianmen laughed in anger, and said with a terrifying laugh.

Baihu trampled into the void and flew away towards Song Qingshu.

At this moment, the light above the immortal clock was incomparably bright and extinguished, sometimes flickering extremely terrifying light, and sometimes dimmed like the night.

The white tiger roared, carrying a fiery flame that could smelt three thousand great worlds, as if it shook the eternal heavens, step by step towards Song Qingshu.

"silly!"

Song Qingshu let out a violent shout, and the primordial villain sitting on his head glowed.

Then the mouth of the cornucopia turned into a black hole.

There is infinite power and mighty power in the black hole to obliterate all the laws of the road.

With a scream, the white tiger was swallowed into the black hole.

With a soft sound, the fairy bell was swallowed into the void.

Chapter 455

"vomit!"

The moment before the fairy bell was sucked into the black hole by Song Qingshu's cornucopia.

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen forcibly broke away from the immortal bell and his fetters, and forcibly broke away from the immortal bell at the cost of damage to the soul.

As the fairy clock was swallowed into the void by the cornucopia.

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen couldn't help feeling a tightness in their chest, and then vomited a mouthful of holy blood.

All of a sudden.

His expression has changed from the arrogant before to the extremely depressed now.

Only a trace of dying breath remained, as if he would die at any time.

"Huh, Master, I can't eat anymore. Now I have to fall asleep and digest the huge energy in my body."

After Song Qingshu urged the cornucopia to consume the big silver clock.

The shining light on the cornucopia body showed a brilliant glow, and then the cornucopia spoke to Song Qingshu with a very lazy voice.

Song Qingshu glanced at the cornucopia, unresolving his lips:

"Can I still use the normal functions of the cornucopia when you are asleep?"

The cornucopia nodded and said:

"Please don't worry, Master, even when I am sleeping, my other functions can still be used by you."

"And as I continue to digest the energy in my body, my functions will continue to be strengthened, please look forward to the master."

Hear the words.

The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth was curved.

It is clear.

Song Qingshu was also interested in how powerful the cornucopia could be.

So Song Qingshu stopped talking, waved his hand and let the cornucopia fall into a deep sleep.

Put the cornucopia into the storage bag.

Song Qingshu coldly glanced at the Eighth Elder of Yuhua Tianmen.

boom!

As Song Qingshu's sight condensed on him, the eighth elder of Yuhua Tianmen felt a thunderstorm hit him.

As a result, the weak primordial spirit of the eighth elder of Yuhua Tianmen was even more shocked, as if he would die at any time.

"Haha, Song Qingshu, it's useless, even if I kill me now, I will only lose part of the soul."

"The anger of Yuhua Tianmen will inevitably burn you to ashes!"