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Just like the crisp sound of fireworks.

There was like a bright firework blooming on the silent sky, the divine light of the avenue was trembling and dazzling, and like a huge sleeping volcano erupting in the deep sea, the sound of straight into the sky made people tremble.

"The Yuanshen Sacrifice Bell!"

Zhao Yi's golden mecha was severely damaged and almost collapsed.

At this point, Zhao Yi realized that Song Qingshu was really desperately trying to obliterate him in this space.

Begging for mercy is meaningless, because Song Qingshu will never let him leave here alive.

Therefore, Zhao Yi frowned and shouted directly, causing the soul villain on his body to rise a dazzling flame.

Song Qingshu looked at Zhao Yi's actions and guessed that this should be Zhao Yi's last lore: "Give up resistance and die!"

Song Qingshu screamed in a deep anger, and there was pure death in the shout.

Death is invisible, hidden in the invisible, but in the invisible, it is condensed into a flying sickle, which is cut off at Zhao Yi.

"Now."

Zhao Yi's soul villain burned into a ball of light, and then Zhao Yi shouted.

clang!

A big golden bell appeared in the void, the bell sounded melodiously, and golden ripples continued to spread out in the air.

The flying sickle, which Song Qingshu had just condensed from pure death, shattered into flying powder in the golden ripples, and was nowhere to be seen.

The bell-colored ripples continue to come.

After smashing Song Qingshu's flying sickle, it shook Song Qingshu's mecha again.

puff.

A tortoise crack appeared on Song Qingshu's mecha and the mecha was damaged.

Zhao Yi's primordial spirit villain exudes infinite light in his body.

And a golden holy bell reappeared on the head of his bronze and golden mecha.

Zhong Bo kept consuming Zhao Yi's original power to fight against Song Qingshu's various attacks.

"When you reach your realm, the power of the source is the foundation for improving your cultivation."

"You consume your original strength so much, I'm afraid that it won't be hopeless for a lifetime."

The arc of thunder under Song Qingshu's feet was uneasy, and his figure turned into an afterimage, and he evaded hundreds of miles in an instant, avoiding Zhao Yi's endless Zhongbo.

Song Qingshu commented on Zhao Yi with a calm face, and didn't feel even the slightest worry about Zhao Yi's impact.

The power of the origin is the most basic thing for a monk to improve his realm, and only a little bit can be accumulated after hundreds of years of penance.

But now Zhao Yi has ignited it all, and the price is not small.

But Zhao Yi is indeed a hero, cruel to others, and able to deal with himself: "If you can die, then what is this little original power!"

Zhao Yi roared, raised his hand and patted Admiralty again.

clang!

The bells sounded long, the void was shattered, and the avenues of the void erupted surgingly.

So the sound of the bell blasted Song Qingshu with the wind.

The golden avenue ripples in the bell are composed of thousands of avenue characters, which are the laws of the gods and the lines of heaven and earth.

At this time, the law of the gods and the lines turned into a stream of light flying out, densely engraved in the boundless void.

In the face of such an offensive, even the six-tiered powerhouse of the Transcendent God Realm would be devastated. After all, the long sound of such a bell came with the law of the Great Dao.

If it is looming, the battle established by Song Qingshu has involved rules and powers.

Under the rules, no one can contend with the exception of the Supreme Being who can create a world by himself.

This is exactly why there have been tens of thousands of years in the history of monasticism.

No one can shake the power of the gods with the strength of the gods.

Even the emperor is no exception.

Except for the ruthless emperor who once used the six levels of strength in the transformation of the gods to fight against the strong of the gods and retreat.

The rest of the great emperors did not dare to shake the power of the gods when they turned into the gods.

Therefore, this kind of battle that touches the rules is the most dangerous and also the most terrifying.

However, Song Qingshu was not afraid.

He stood proudly in front of the golden ripples in the sky, swiping the fist that wiped out everything.

boom!

Heavenly Tribulation Fist exploded countless afterimages instantly.

Clang clang!

Heavenly Tribulation Fist punched on the golden bell, the bell roared endlessly, as if it would burst at any time.

This is an extremely terrifying scene, Song Qingshu's Dao Mecha dyed pure gold at this time.

Behind Song Qingshu's mecha is a world of immeasurable weapons outlined with the character of soldiers.

Knife, gun, sword, tripod, bell.

Countless magic weapons of the shining road laws linger in front of him. At this moment, Song Qingshu is like a god descending to the earth, invincible, invincible.

Song Qingshu raised the spear and stab Jin Zhong, the gun body bent into a heartstrings arc, then the gun broke, Jin Zhong broke a hole.

The sword and the sword slashed towards Jin Zhong between Song Qingshu's thoughts, and with two explosions, the sword turned into powder, and Jin Zhong was cut in half.

Lift the tripod.

Raise the bell.

The tripod rang the bell, and the sound wave shook the world.

Zhao Yi's Golden Bell couldn't bear it anymore, and it blew into the sky with a thud.

"what!"

Zhao Yi gave a strange cry, vomiting a mouthful of turbid blood, his face pale as snow.

Song Qingshu moved.

The world of weapons behind him smashed the mecha.

There was a boom.

The golden mecha was completely shattered.

Among the mechas that turned into a ball of fire, Zhao Yi yelled in horror, and kept begging Song Qingshu, but failed to break free from it to the front line of life.

"puff!"

Song Qingshu thought again, and a golden heavenly sword swept across Zhao Yi, and in an instant it chopped it into meat sauce, blood splattered, and the flesh became smoke.

In the shattered flesh, Zhao Yi's soul opened the void and walked quietly.

"set!"

Song Qingshu's mecha shook the void, Zhao Yi had nowhere to go, and the soul trembled fiercely in Song Qingshu's hand.

Chapter 519

"The climber! You! You can't kill me..."

"I am the only heir to the eternal family, with great potential. If you kill me, the ancestors will never let it go!"

...

"Everything is just a misunderstanding! Immortal climber, I beg you to let me go, I really don't want to die..."

"I was wrong, I shouldn't be obsessed with my heart, now I just ask you to let me go, I... I would like to conclude a contract with you to live as your servant."

In the hands of Song Qingshu.

Zhao Yi's tone went from the previous arrogance to the last pleading, no longer showing the arrogance at the beginning, and completely subdued.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"Originally, I could squeeze you into the sky with one palm, but it still made you talk so much nonsense. Guess why?"

Zhao Yi frowned, carefully:

"Because I... is there any place I can use?"

Song Qingshu is indifferent:

"Where can you use your trash? I just want to humiliate you."

Zhao Yi was so angry that his face was blue and uncertain. He wanted to swear at Song Qingshu, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of angering the murderer.

"Then, immortal climber, I think you have successfully humiliated me. Now, can we negotiate terms?"

After Zhao Yi repeatedly took a few deep breaths, he finally smoothed his breath, before showing an extremely ugly smile, opening his lips to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's face is still indifferent:

"I don't like it."

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu Dadao Mecha's rules on Dadao are radiant.

If nothing happens.

Then Song Qingshu's mecha would crush Zhao Yi's Yuanshen villain into a puddle of ashes, causing it to drift between heaven and earth.

"Do not!"

Zhao Yi Yuanshen screamed and screamed like a pig, shaking in Song Qingshu's ears.

"Die."

Song Qingshu frowned in annoyance, and squeezed his right palm tightly. With a poof, the void was squeezed uneasily.

Song Qingshu felt something abnormal, and immediately opened his palm again, but the solemnity between Song Qingshu's eyebrows became deeper.

Because at this moment, his palms were empty, without Zhao Yi's primordial spirit villain, and there was no light in the sky.

Like.

At the beginning, it was just a fantasy of Song Qingshu, but in fact, he was empty in his hands, and there was nothing left.

"Hey, why did my eternal family make you such a bastard?"

It was when Song Qingshu was about to start the system scan function to detect what happened at that moment.

Behind Song Qingshu's azure blue mecha, there was a shout.

It was a cold voice, not very old, but there was a sense of majesty without anger.

Song Qingshu turned around and looked at the place where the babble originated.

In the Song Qingshu hundreds of feet away.

There was a rather young man with a calm attitude like a mountain and wearing a five-color metal robe.

The soaring purple golden crown trembled on his head, the young man carried his hands on his back and stepped in the void, Zhao Yi's soul trembled on his head, making this man extremely cold.

It seems that this man is only more than two dozen, but his pupils are full of vicissitudes of life, and it is obvious that there is a huge difference between actual age and appearance.

The breeze was blowing in the night sky.

The man's jet black to shiny ink floats like a splash ink landscape painting.

His eyes were cold as swords, and on the whole he was not handsome, but he had an imperial aura. He was just standing still in the air, like a heavenly king.

"Ding, be warned, the person here is extremely powerful, extremely powerful, he has detached himself from the gods, and has stepped into the realm of divine light!"

When Song Qingshu just saw the man, the system in Song Qingshu's mind sounded a series of warning sounds.

And faintly, there was a very rare anxiety in the system's voice.