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Song Qingshu is extremely indifferent:

"The first tricky opponent on Dengxian Road, that's it."

With the death of that strange beast.

Between the heaven and the earth, another stream of light pounced on Song Qingshu, turning into a star mark, printed on Song Qingshu's body.

"Ding, the system prompts that the ascension progress is 2%."

Song Qingshu looked down at the brilliant starlight, and smiled with great satisfaction.

Chapter 475: Black Grinding Disc

Following the death of the alien beast, it shattered into a sky full of bone dust.

The second battle of Song Qingshu's Road to Immortal Climbing was finally perfect.

Song Qingshu looked up at the nearly collapsed Bone Realm, and watched the howling and crying of tens of thousands of bone creatures.

Although there was indifference in his eyes, he did not know why there was a hint of extremely concealed intolerance.

"Hey, what is wrong is this incomplete heavenly path, and you cannot be blamed on your bones."

Song Qingshu was silent for a long time before lowering his head and let out a long sigh.

Immediately, Song Qingshu waved his hand at will, and the avenue formation that covered the sky faded away into nothingness.

The coercive aura of the great road also disappeared, and the dragon veins under the sea of ​​bones returned to peace.

Song Qingshu's figure descended to the ground at a high altitude, and his clothes floated on the pale ground like a demon god.

Just when Song Qingshu was going to leave this world, tear open the door of the void and set foot on Dengxian Road.

The originally gloomy White Bone Realm suddenly emerged except for an extremely strong breath, which firmly absorbed Song Qingshu's thoughts.

Song Qingshu couldn't bear to leave for a while.

"It seems that there are some other treasures in the world of bones besides bones."

Talk to yourself.

Song Qingshu flashed his body, and his body turned into an aurora that flew by at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant he sank into the deepest part of his sea of ​​bones.

In the deepest part of the Bai Bone Sea, Song Qingshu found one after another white bone tombs.

Every large tomb is built of bones, and the will of death is hovering in countless large tombs.

Song Qingshu just hurriedly scanned, and he found several among the ancient tombs.

Later, Song Qingshu made a detailed investigation and found that there were no fewer than dozens of bone tombs here.

Inside each of the white bones tombs, there is a row of strange-looking corpses and bones in them, and the wind blows from time to time.

Sensen's coolness permeated the void, almost breaking the place where Song Qingshu stood.

Song Qingshu felt the lifelessness in the tomb of the white bones, and his brows couldn't help raising a half.

Most of the scenery in the Bone Tomb was left by the masters of the dead countries of the past dynasties.

It can be said that all of them are broken bones, all of which have lost their luster, and there is no great atmosphere, because its essence has been absorbed by that terrifying alien beast.

"The world of bones is the world of bones. As expected, there is nothing valuable to use."

Song Qingshu looked at this vast world of bones and muttered to himself.

The Bone Realm can be said to be a pure world of death, and the heaven and earth vitality above it all revealed a desperate death.

It is absolutely impossible to grow immortal medicine in this vast world of death, and no immortal liquid can be produced.

All over Song Qingshu's eyes, except for the bones and ghosts, there is nothing else.

Just when Song Qingshu was observing this world of death.

The system prompt sounded exactly in Song Qingshu's mind: "Ding, the system prompts, the treasure of the sea of ​​bones is within a thousand miles of the host. I hope the host will look for it patiently and don't miss the opportunity."

With this sentence reflected in Song Qingshu's mind.

The primordial perception in Song Qingshu's mind suddenly became extremely sensitive.

And with Song Qingshu's sensitivity, an unspeakable breath blew on Song Qingshu from the depths of the sea of ​​bones.

That breath is majestic with vitality, and gloomy with death.

His life and death are like a Tai Chi and Eight Diagrams of Yin and Yang, which are as reasonable as a picture of Yin and Yang.

"Huh, strange fluctuations!"

Song Qingshu felt the waves in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, and smiled brightly, then the figure behind disappeared and disappeared like a flash of electricity, with a boom.

Song Qingshu came to this area where vitality and death were scattered, step by step.

Waves of the avenue of incomplete life came from the cold and deep underground.

The degree of fluctuation is almost insensible, and ordinary monks can't notice anything.

Only Song Qingshu, a physical body that can be compared with the power of the gods, can keenly detect the abnormal movement under his feet.

"No shit, the King of Bones, can't stop me, just this natural defense of death? Huh, what a joke."

Song Qingshu looked at the terrible death whispering in the bone cave, smiled coldly, and shouted loudly.

With Song Qingshu's violent shout.

He began to emit ray of golden light all over his body, and finally Song Qingshu was a god of war wearing a scarlet gold armor.

Its powerful physical body is almost as powerful as decayed.

Then Song Qingshu sneered, and in a flash, he sank thousands of miles underground and reached the core area.

In addition to the boiling magma beneath the Bone Sea, there is an indescribable and extremely terrifying aura on it.

Song Qingshu seemed to have come to the source of death.

In front of this gloomy atmosphere of horror, Song Qingshu's body heard a crackling sound, like fried beans.

His body is about to crack, and his hair is standing upright.

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain came out of his body and stood on top of Song Qingshu's head, spreading out a path of cultivation Qinghui.

Then the horrible aura that had overwhelmed Song Qingshu was directly annihilated and turned into blue smoke, no longer existed.

"This gloomy breath is actually stronger than the breath of that strange beast?"

"interesting."

Song Qingshu looked at the terrifying yin intent that was isolated from the clear light by the primordial villain, he smiled coldly, then whispered his lips.

Under the Bone Sea, magma gurgled under the core of the earth, and the temperature was so hot that it could refining divine weapons and different iron. Ordinary people would surely turn into ashes when they arrived here, but Song Qingshu was safe and sound.

Following his own feelings, Song Qingshu tried his best to look at a place, his eyes full of interest.

In the red pool of magma, there is a stone as big as a millstone that has been corroded by lava to almost crack.

There was a puff of black liquid in the inside of the grinding disc.

Those liquids seemed to melt like black jade.

There was dark black light flowing on it, and red magma embellished the black liquid to make it shiny.

"Extremely pure breath of death?"

Song Qingshu looked at the black light and whispered in disbelief.

Among the packages of red lava.

Every scent that overflowed from the lacquered grinding disc was so intense.

Song Qingshu looked at the rising breath from a distance, and was extremely convinced.

If it is an ordinary monk, even that monk is already a terrifying existence above the God Transformation Realm.

But as long as he inhales the breath on the dark grinding disc, it turns into white bones, and there is no more life to talk about.

Although this dark stone is only the size of a millstone.

But Song Qingshu was facing this millstone.

He felt that he was facing a vast ocean of death.

The lacquer black liquid contained in this black grinding disc made people want to collapse, almost desperate.

Chapter 476 Body Refining Liquid

"Such a strong breath of death, this ink-colored liquid must be one of the treasures of heaven and earth."

Song Qingshu looked at the pitch-black liquid flowing in the black grinding disc, and said with surprise.

After that, Song Qingshu took out a glazed vase from his storage bag. This was a Yuanying-level weapon that Song Qingshu found from Xiahouli.

However, just when Song Qingshu urged the colored glaze bottle to absorb the ink-colored liquid, the colored glaze bottle directly made a crackling sound.

Many cracks appeared in the tough bottle.

"What is the origin of this black liquid, it can actually destroy the Nascent Soul weapon?!"

Song Qingshu looked at the half bottle of colored glaze that was shattered into countless small pieces, and couldn't help being surprised.

An unbelievable color appeared on Song Qingshu's face, and then he solemnly took out a small dark purple gourd.

This little gourd is a half-step transforming god-level weapon, a trophy that Song Qingshu snatched from the Moxiejia hidden treasure hall.

"Half-step transformation god level weapon, can you ruin it if you can say it is destroyed?"

Song Qingshu looked at the dark purple gourd in his hand, sneered and muttered to himself.

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu secretly chanted the battle word decision in his heart again, and urged the dark purple gourd to absorb the pitch-black jade liquid on the black grinding disc.

"Crack"

But the moment the liquid had just been swallowed by the little purple gourd.

Above the gourd, there was the same crisp sound that was heard again.

Song Qingshu looked down and found that the spider silk cracks were covered with purple gourds.

The half-step Huashen-level small gourd also shattered, and it couldn't hold the black liquid in the big stone of the grinding pan.

The black liquid looked shiny and sparkling against the hot melt, but in Song Qingshu's eyes it was so shocking.

"The half-step God-level small gourd is engraved with the law of space, which can be filled with mustard seeds, and it is also a matter of waiting for a hundred thousand mountains."

"But, this black liquid is too weird, right?"

"What kind of liquid is this, it actually crushes Nascent Infant-level and Huashen-level artifacts one after another, which is heavier than a hundred thousand mountains? Or is it natural to destroy heavy treasures?"

Song Qingshu has read so far

I quickly opened the scan in my mind, wanting to see what the black liquid had come from.

"Ding, the system prompts that the composition similarity of this liquid to the legendary body fluid is as high as 99.999%."

When Song Qingshu heard this, he hurriedly asked:

"The legendary body refining liquid? What kind of thing is this that can temper the physique?"

The system listened to Song Qingshu’s doubts, and spoke without emotion:

"Yes, if you can reasonably use the legendary body refining liquid, you can increase your physique to three realms at no cost."

"And after use, the host will not have any backlash, it can be said that it is profitable and harmless."

Hear here.

Song Qingshu's eyes were full of excitement when he looked at this pool of black body refining liquid.

Today's physical strength can be said to have reached the Yuan Ying extreme realm.

Even if it is an ordinary God-Transforming Realm powerhouse, he dare not really compete with Song Qingshu with physical strength.