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"Being able to possess such a powerful secret technique, I think I finally understand why the gods dare to be called gods."

"Unfortunately, what's the use of this? In front of me, all so-called powerful things are nothing more than this!"

Song Qingshu closed his eyes and smiled coldly.

When Song Qingshu opened his eyes again, a ray of clear light swept through the fallen body with the unique principle of the Great Dao.

So far.

All those wonderful Law Bodies lingering in Fallen Heaven turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

His eyes regained clarity, and the sharp pain from his body made his eyes full of hideousness.

And Song Qingshu's invincible demeanor made Fallen Heaven unable to help but despair, almost collapsed.

"Thousand beasts are determined to be broken for you? Where are you sacred?"

Falling to heaven without any means is finally desperate.

Although he still had some vitality in his body, he had lost the courage to fight Song Qingshu.

"Song Qingshu!"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, and then took a serious look at Fallen Heaven.

There was a loud bang.

The fallen sternum directly exploded, a bloody flower splashed from it, and the realm of Fallen Heaven disappeared.

The assassinated god son from the god organization turned into a mediocrity.

"You can't even hold a glance at me, so you are ashamed to say that you are a god?"

"I will send you to see the god of death now!"

Song Qingshu raised his right hand, which had been behind him, and pointed it at the fallen head.

call out!

A burst of clear light flew out of Song Qingshu's fingers, shattered the void and went straight to Fallen Heaven's head.

"Little friend, wait a minute."

Just when Song Qingshu thought that he would definitely die when he fell.

The clear light of his finger was suddenly swallowed into the void by something unknown, disappearing invisible.

Then a rune exuding light golden fluorescence appeared in the fallen head.

Runes are projected in the void.

A very old figure with a cane appeared in the void.

The strong man looks very characteristic. One of his eyes is very muddy, and the other is pitch black, as if connected to a black hole, very terrible.

"What's the matter?"

Song Qingshu put his hands behind him, looked at the figure in the void, and disdainfully said.

Although Song Qingshu was so disrespectful.

The peerless and powerful man still smiled indifferently, not paying attention to Song Qingshu's disrespect.

"It doesn't matter too much, I am the third pavilion master of the gods organization, the reason for looking for a friend."

"I want to save my only grandson."

The old man chuckled calmly, then pointed his finger at Fallen Heaven, and said with open lips.

Song Qingshu curled his lips and smiled coldly:

"It was your grandson who shot me first, I have no intention of deceiving others."

The Lord of the Three Pavilions of the Gods Organization still looks calm:

"I know, so I will give you some compensation."

Song Qingshu nodded, and then asked:

"What compensation?"

The Lord San Pavilion smiled coldly, and then directly threw out a bottle of sapphire liquid exuding a brilliant glow in the void.

"This is a breakthrough fluid. It happens to be used to allow you to break through the five-fold realm of the Nascent Soul. Is such a favor of the treasure and the gods organization enough?"

The Lord San Pavilion looked at the bottle of sapphire liquid, and there was a slight pain on his face.

Know.

This bottle of sapphire liquid must be a valuable divine object, otherwise the three pavilion masters who are like the gods will not feel distressed.

Song Qingshu heard this and put the sapphire liquid into the storage bag contentedly.

Now that he is just above the threshold of breaking through the fifth level of Nascent Soul, the temptation given by this peerless powerhouse is indeed great.

"enough."

Song Qingshu raised his head and dissipated the killing intent from his body, a smile on his indifferent face, his lips opened.

The Lord of the Three Pavilions of the God Organization smiled coldly upon hearing this:

"Thank you! This great favor will be reported in the coming day."

After that, the illusory figure in the void tore a door of space in the void.

Just before he wanted to throw his grandson into the door of space.

Song Qingshu's eyes shined brightly.

Kun's artistic conception turned into a big mountain, hitting Fallen Heaven, and the parts below his waist shattered into blood.

The death in the avenue of life transformed into a flying scythe, which was chopped toward the fallen sky, with a light puff, the fallen sky's head separated, and the soul was annihilated.

So Fallen Heaven was only glanced at by Song Qingshu, and he suffered a tragic end.

"Song Qingshu! How dare you do it to... my grandson! You are not afraid of the anger of the gods' organization?"

The Lord San Pavilion looked at Fallen Heaven who was too dead to die, and his voice trembled with anger. Looking at Song Qingshu, he said with anger.

Song Qingshu laughed.

A Heavenly Tribulation Palm was shot out, and the thunder light swallowed it instantly.

"I didn't make a move, I just glanced at him!"

Song Qingshu looked at the humanoid image that was instantly broken in the thunder, and then the anger dissipated, and smiled coldly.

Chapter 490

Although Song Qingshu was unwilling to do things like killing people and overtaking goods.

But sooner or later the god organization will become its opponent.

Then it is the first to be strong, and then to suffer.

At least.

It is impossible for Song Qingshu to feel sad because of this kind of disbelief.

"One hundred and three top-grade spirit stones, forty-five panacea, a pair of body armor, and a god-level sage..."

"This Fallen Heaven really deserves to be one of the holy sons of the Gods Organization, a baby is so rich."

"It seems that I don't have to worry about the monastic supplies for the next period of time."

Song Qingshu flipped through the storage bag on Fallen Heaven's body, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose more and more.

After Song Qingshu's inventory was completed, he carved an array around his body that could conceal the aura of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Then he devoted his mind to his cultivation.

Now that Song Qingshu's road to ascending to immortality has just started, he offended the killer organization and the Celestial Spirit on the road to ascendant.

Moreover, in addition to these two terrifying existences, there is still Yuhua Tianmen watching.

Now there is really not much time left for Song Qingshu to upgrade his cultivation.

He must grasp every minute and every second on the road in order to make himself stand out among countless great powers.

Afterwards, he aspired to the pinnacle of eternal life, and then went to the emperors in the chat group to make a good move.

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu dare not waste a moment of time.

He hurriedly took out the cornucopia in his storage bag, and then dripped into it the breaking liquid that was bestowed by the gods of the three pavilions.

Why bother to prepare for all this.

Song Qingshu lay naked in the cornucopia.

The strongest refining body fluid in the cornucopia is still there.

When Song Qingshu was in it, he first felt the power of the stars in the strongest refining body fluid, and then he felt the special fragrance of the breaking fluid.

Song Qingshu has not moved a point in the cornucopia for a long time, nor has he absorbed the energy in it.

Because Song Qingshu is adjusting his own state, both physical and mental will have to reach the best state.

Song Qingshu understood that this time he would definitely be able to break through the half-step Yuan Ying's fifth stage.

The shackles that have troubled him for several months will be shattered by him. Today, he is about to rush to step into the five-level realm of Yuan Ying and cross the heavenly ditch.

According to normal circumstances, the five layers of Nascent Soul are the most difficult step for a cultivator.

Because the rules of heaven do not allow so many people to feel the power of heaven.

Therefore, it is several times more difficult to reach the realm of Yuanying from the fourth stage of Yuanying to the realm of Huashen than from the peak of Yuanying.

Even if an ordinary monk has spent fifty years for this, even hundreds of years are considered normal.

And how long has it been since Song Qingshu's last promotion.

It was only a few months, and now he is about to break through again, this scene has to be said to be a miracle!

In the cornucopia, there was a brilliant glow.

Xiaguang turned into a cloud of smoke that surrounded Song Qingshu.

Then the Xiaguang condensed in the air into a five-color light.

At this moment, the five-color light was covered with Rui Cai haze.

The haze, clouds and mist were all transformed by liquid, but they poured out uncontrollably and voluntarily into Song Qingshu's body.

Song Qingshu, who swallowed haze, seemed to have eaten a holy fruit, and the pores all over his body were wide.

The brilliant rays of brilliant, and extremely meticulous Xia Guang moved forward and backward along the pores of Song Qingshu's body surface, and was fluctuating.

All of a sudden.Song Qingshu's body surface is radiant and dazzling.

Boom!

An extremely loud sound came from Song Qingshu's body.

The holy blood in his body began to boil, and when it boiled, it also automatically made the sound of thunder and lightning.

The sound of thunder and lightning shook Song Qingshu's body and the universe in resonance with it, producing various incomprehensible visions of heaven.

With a click.

A bloody and muddy rain of blood fell from the sky.

The sky fire floated above the dome, boiling the white clouds in the sky.

There are great sounds of gods coming into the world from the sky.

The sea tide rolled against the current, the forest dried up and turned into a wasteland, and the sandy land was full of greenery and turned into a new dense forest.

However, even if the vision of this world is terrifying and complicated, it is definitely not comparable to the vision in Song Qingshu.

His blood began to flow backwards, and his heart beat and stopped.

The glittering meridians were broken and connected again, and the white bones shattered and then condensed into shape.