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The space is extremely vulnerable under the rapid attack of the Lord of Samsara.

If you look closely, you can see that there are countless cracks slowly cracking out under that space.

The shot was unremarkable, but it shattered the void unknowingly, and the shot of the Lord of Samsara was extremely terrifying.

Seeing the true appearance of the initiative of reincarnation, where did Song Qingshu dare to stand there alive?

"Kun's artistic conception!"

"Heaven Tribulation!"

"Soldiers!"

This was just a moment after the Lord of Samsara confronted the above.

Song Qingshu had already used several incredibly powerful techniques.

Kun's artistic conception was condensed into a small world before Song Qing wrote it, like a strong shield.

The Heavenly Tribulation Palm blasted away at the Lord of Samsara with a terrible meaning of annihilation, like a hammer of thousands of catties.

The word Bing decided to control the breeze and drizzle beside the Lord of Reincarnation, turning into countless fairy swords to stab Song Qingshu.

"It's interesting, but it's not enough."

The Lord of Samsara looked at the shield, hammer and fairy sword in front of Song Qingshu, smiled and commented.

In the face of Song Qingshu's thunder method, even the pinnacle master of the Ninth Stage of the Nascent Infant Realm could not resist.

Even the Zhangliu golden body and the old man riding a bull, and even the three masters of chanting gods stood again in front of Song Qing's writing.

But I am afraid that before Song Qing writes, he can't stop it even for a moment.

However, the Lord of Reincarnation has a very high level of cultivation, and Zhang Liujin and others are worse than babies in his eyes.

Although Song Qingshu was stronger in his eyes, it was still not enough.

Suddenly!

The finger of the Lord of Reincarnation touched Song Qingshu's body like a flash of lightning, and countless soft sounds came, just like a torrent of rain falling on the bluestone slab.

So Song Qingshu's bloodline was like a torrential rain falling in the emerald sea, with infinite waves shaking in it.

puff.

The small world condensed by Kun's artistic conception was shattered into open, and Song Qingshu's iron shield was annihilated.

boom.

The tens of thousands of thunderbolt that was transformed into the palm of the sky was extinguished in nothingness, and Song Qingshu's hammer was crushed.

clang.

The breeze and drizzle gathered in the Bingzi Jue was scattered in the world, and the breeze and drizzle were nowhere to be found.

In an instant.

The Lord of Reincarnation shot three thousand one hundred and fifty one after another.

Song Qingshu blocked two thousand one hundred and fifty of them with the speed of ordinary people's imagination.

So Song Qingshu's meridian points even a thousand violent points in the Lord of Reincarnation.

"what!"

Song Qingshu roared and swung his broken sword to the Lord of Samsara.

The sword aura is vast, surging like a hundred zhang waves.

The Lord of Reincarnation chuckled, and the index and middle fingers closed together, directly squeezing Song Qingshu's extremely powerful sword.

A drop of blood flowed from between the fingers of the Lord of Reincarnation, holy and glowing.

It can be seen that taking such a slash from Song Qingshu is not something that seems so easy to him.

"Can make me bleed."

"Song Qingshu, you are very strong today!"

The Lord of Samsara looked at the blood bead between his fingers and praised earnestly.

Song Qing's written color is indifferent:

"Why did you shoot me?"

The Lord of Samsara shook his head:

"Song Qingshu, can you try your luck?"

"Look at what is different from before being attacked by me?"

Hearing that, although Song Qingshu had scruples, he still used his own practice.

Boom!

A tumbling sound of vigorous blood resounded through Song Qingshu's body.

Chapter 457

With the thousand fingers of the Lord of Reincarnation fell on Song Qingshu.

It was just a moment.

Hundreds of acupuncture points on Song Qingshu's body were tapped.

All of a sudden.

In Song Qingshu's body, the eight main entrances of the human body of Du, Ren, Chong, Tai, Yin Qiao, Yang Qiao, Yin Wei, and Yang Wei are full of turbulent rivers of vitality.

So Song Qingshu's crystal veins collapsed and surged like a dragon.

That majestic blood qi kept tumbling in Song Qingshu's body, like blood dragons roaring constantly.

"Why is this method so magical?"

Song Qingshu felt the warm current flowing on her body, so comfortable that she couldn't help groaning.

Immediately, Song Qingshu calmed down his emotions slightly, and asked the Lord of Samsara in amazement.

The Lord of Reincarnation looked at Song Qingshu and said with a solemn lips:

"This method is just the easiest way to live acupuncture points."

"Song Qingshu, your realm has risen too fast, this is really a big hidden danger, you know?"

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and respectfully bowed to the Lord of Samsara with a fist: "The foundation in the Golden Core Realm is really too solid, and the sky thunders have smashed too much."

"Just after entering the Nascent Soul Realm, the realm has been promoted like crazy like unable to stop the car."

Hearing this, the Lord of Reincarnation couldn't help but sneered:

"Hahaha, this is the first time I heard, can lightning strike speed up your promotion?"

When Song Qingshu heard this, he wanted to say something more.

But the Lord of Samsara waved his hand directly and stopped Song Qingshu's words: "Well, you freak, I don't think I can control you so much."

Then the Lord of Reincarnation pointed to the door of space and said to Song Qingshu:

"Now your cultivation level is still a little vain, Song Qingshu, it's somewhat difficult to walk the road to immortality in your realm."

"Now you go in and polish your current state."

Song Qingshu looked at the door of space, with a hint of excitement that could not be hidden in his eyes, but also a hint of expectation: "What is the so-called road to immortality?"

The Lord of Samsara closed his eyes slightly, and opened his lips to Song Qingshu in a particularly nostalgic tone: "Song Qingshu, do you think you are in this small world now?"

Song Qingshu frowned:

"There is a lack of heaven, I am invincible in the world."

Hearing this, the Lord of Samsara couldn't help but laugh:

"The world is invincible? Isn't that too boring?"

"Song Qingshu, on this road to ascending to immortals, it is a chaotic zone where countless worlds merge."

"Geniuses, ghosts, and countless strong people stand among them. Even if you are such a terrifying character, you will not be uncommon on the road to ascend to the immortal."

Hear here.

The light in Song Qingshu's eyes was unstoppable:

"Lord of Reincarnation, do you take this seriously? There will be so many strong people on Dengxian Road?"

The Lord of Samsara nodded indifferently, then opened his lips and said:

"At the end of the journey to the immortal, I will personally go over and pick you up. By then, you will feel so many laws of the world."

"Mending the Three Thousand Heavens Dao is naturally not a problem."

After that, the Lord of Samsara immediately turned around.

He left a silent back to Song Qingshu, but no longer said anything.

A kind of heaven represents a world of laws and regulations.

And the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao naturally represents the rules of the entire three thousand great worlds.

The rules of heaven in the Three Thousand Great Worlds are all incomplete and then stored in the Lake of Reincarnation. There is a hidden secret in this, and Song Qingshu can't think of why now.

But Song Qingshu knew.

Repairing the broken way of heaven can more or less improve one's own realm of cultivation.

Moreover, there is still such a way to ascend to the immortal, Song Qingshu can feel that his cultivating career will definitely become more exciting!

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu stopped talking nonsense with the Lord of Samsara. After holding a fist, he turned and stepped onto the door of space.

The laws of space appeared shining, and the space trembled.

Immediately, Song Qingshu's figure turned into a golden streamer and dissipated in the door of space.

"Song Qingshu, the chosen son of heaven, waiting for you before you will be endless opponents."

"If I really didn't look away, then you can kill it again!"

The Lord of Reincarnation watched Song Qingshu's figure dissipate, and after a long time he sighed and whispered his lips.

As the aurora flickered, Song Qingshu's figure suddenly appeared in a vast sea of ​​thunder.

The world where Song Qingshu was originally established is still bright and clear, and the sky is like washing.

Suddenly, as Song Qingshu suddenly felt a tinge of unpleasant feeling, there was a hot air in the air with a sound.

Then watching the electric glow flooding the wilderness, this was a terrifying scene.

"See the robbery again?"

Song Qingshu raised his fists at random, fisted a thunder that was stronger than a mountain, and then said with a slight frown.

Under Song Qingshu's constant punches.

In a moment.

Song Qingshu's ears were heard one after another in the deep and secluded void.

Song Qingshu looked at the void as if it had collapsed, and raised his fist in constant resistance.

Wuqi electric snakes danced in the dark sky, like countless dragons.

The sound of thunder crossing the sky is deafening. If ordinary monks are here, I am afraid that the eardrum will be penetrated by it.

And the huge voice was like a unicorn roaring the mountains and rivers.

As if to turn the whole earth over.

Looking from a distance in the middle of Lei Hai, the place where Song Qingshu had stood up was naturally extremely dull and terrifying.

Except for Thunder, this world seemed to have nothing else.

In an instant, thunder poured down like a flat pouring rain, densely packed with thunderstorms everywhere.