Martial Arts Super God Chat Group

Ruthless Emperor:

"I have never wielded any weapons. I have only transformed my body into an ancient pot. This pot is called the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot. The crisis is immense and it is my body."

Master of Chaos:

"Hey, the Emperor Ruthless is really cruel, he has killed countless people, but he can actually kill himself."

Infinite Emperor:

"My weapon is just an array."

Emperor Yan:

"My fellow supreme emperors are just a few people between heaven and earth who are qualified to discuss the Tao with me. Today, I looked at my black iron heavy ruler with a whim and developed a military training book."

"If you are interested, please point out the shortcomings."

Speaking of this, Emperor Yan uploaded a military training book to the Heavenly Emperor chat group, and then all the great emperors downloaded it and studied it on their own.

Song Qingshu looked at this military training book, then lowered his head to look at the interruption sword in his hand, and whispered, "We still need a more reliable weapon. After these great emperors have finished studying, I will download it and make one. Handle it."

At this point, Song Qingshu naturally couldn't forget what his main purpose was in the Heavenly Emperor chat group.

Song Qingshu:

"Dear friends, when discussing Tao and Qi, there will naturally be different gains. Yan Di can mention this, it is really commendable."

"Now I am rebuilding the small realm of the human body and rebuilding the road. The gains are already huge."

Wuzu:

"In the realm of cultivation, the most painful thing is to rebuild the realm. The leader of the group, the emperor of the emperor, has such a disposition, which is really admirable."

Ruthless Emperor:

"I have guessed that the group leader is rebuilding the realm of the human body. The last time the group leader asked us for the cultivation technique of the Nascent Soul Realm, now it must be the god of transformation?"

Master of Chaos:

"If this is the case, then I do have a long-developed practice book that I want to teach you."

Say here.

The Master of Chaos directly uploaded a practice called the True Essence of God Transformation.

Emperor Yan and Emperor Ruthless all the great emperors hurriedly downloaded it and then read it, the Heavenly Emperor chat group fell into silence rarely.

Song Qingshu sat in the void, not in a hurry to download it.

Half a month later, Emperor Ruthless took the lead to speak, breaking the calm:

"The Master of Chaos seems to have come prepared, such a technique can be considered perfect!"

Emperor Yan:

"Every great emperor has a realm technique that can be used, no, I have to prepare the next Shenguang technique in advance!"

Wuzu:

"How can I lose to others? The true magic is my business."

See here.

Song Qingshu laughed so hard that he could hardly close his mouth.

I didn't expect these great emperors to be so eager to compete.

The Ruthless Emperor proposed the Jindan technique, the Infinite Emperor proposed the Yuanying technique, and the master of Chaos proposed the Divine Realm technique.

Today, Emperor Yan Wuzu is the magic light and true magic.

In this way, Song Qingshu doesn't have to try to ask for the exercises from these great emperors, and it will be done by downloading it directly.

"System, start to learn the true meaning of God."

Song Qingshu closed the Heavenly Emperor chat group, reduced the smile on his face, and only opened his lips to the system in his brain when his heart became clear.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is downloading the True Essence of God, and the download progress is 50%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is downloading the True Essence of God, and the download progress is 99%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts, the download is complete, the exercises are profound, and the learning time is a little longer. Do you want to start learning now?"

Song Qingshu listened to the system prompts in his mind without hesitation:

"Start learning! Lao Tzu wants to win the world of God!"

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning the true meaning of God, the learning progress is 5%, the learning time is slightly longer, please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning the true meaning of God, the learning progress is 10%, and the learning time is slightly longer. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning the true meaning of God, the learning progress is 20%, the learning time is slightly longer, please also the host to wait patiently."

...

Although Song Qingshu's current strength has reached the peak of Yuan Ying, the system functions are no longer the same.

However, the time to learn such exercises is indeed extremely long.

It took a full three days before the system practiced this magical technique to half.

Song Qingshu was also quite helpless at this speed, but also shook his head with a wry smile and waited.

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning the true meaning of God, and the learning progress is 80%. The learning time is slightly longer. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that you are learning the true meaning of God, and the learning progress is 99%. The learning time is slightly longer. Please wait patiently for the host."

Song Qingshu only smiled slightly after hearing this prompt:

"Finally it's over, transforming the gods, I'm here!"

Chapter 525

I don't know how long it took, the profound and incomparable true meaning of god transformation was finally studied systematically in Song Qingshu's mind.

"Ding, the system prompts that the true meaning of god transformation has been learned, and now I will pass the learned experience to the host's mind."

With this quiet life.

Song Qingshu's mind suddenly heard four extremely dull Donglei tremors.

There was a bang.

The scenery in front of Song Qingshu's eyes changed suddenly.

He no longer sat cross-legged on the void, but stood in an ancient temple that had been ruined for a long time.

On both sides of the temple are countless ghosts and gods with broken limbs, all of them have their heads or wings cut off, some with hideous expressions, some amiable.

Although these gods have different forms and actions.

But without exception, they had to bow their heads and pray to the god seat several feet away in front of them.

The sound of prayer was solemn and reverberated in the quiet temple, like a magnificent river that never ceases.

"Is this the great illusion carried in the God Transformation True Essence Technique?"

"Is today's exercises so detached? Just learning can bring me such a mysterious picture?"

Song Qingshu walked into the quaint temple, raised his head and wondered at the various strange decorations in the temple.

"Kneel down."

When Song Qingshu was surprised by the scenery of the temple.

A soft cry.

It sounded suddenly from behind Song Qingshu, like a soft murmur.

Although it was just an extremely calm whistle, when it was poured into Song Qingshu's ears, it was as majestic and harsh as ten thousand steel needles, straight into Song Qingshu's eardrums.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, the expression on his face turned from joy to indifference.

He didn't pay attention to the soft noise after himself, and put away his eyes on the surroundings of the temple, looking into the depths of the temple with a cold expression like snow.

In the depths of the gloomy temple, there was an extremely beautiful curtain of glass beads hanging down.

Behind the bead curtain, you can vaguely see a magnificent blood-colored god seat, and on the blood-colored god seat there is a majestic man like the sea.

The man looked at Song Qingshu, who was standing outside the bead curtain, through the glass bead curtain, with contempt for overlooking everything in the world, and even some mockery in his eyes.

"I am a god, do you dare not worship me when you see me?"

The man sat on the temple and spoke for the first time.

There was a boom.

As the word of worship blurted out, a majestic voice rolled up the bead curtain and sounded from the depths of the hall.

The huge sound hit the temple wall made of black-colored boulders.

After a roar, the walls of the temple shattered into countless fine gravel.

That soft drink, like a thousand sharp steel needles, came to Song Qingshu's body in an instant, covering Song Qingshu's whole body.

Covering his six senses, covering his soul consciousness.

So Song Qingshu turned into a deaf, blind, and dumb in this soft drink. In addition to his thoughts, Song Qingshu could not do anything else.

This man can indeed be regarded as an extremely powerful person if he can take away Song Qingshu's six senses in an instant.

For ordinary people, it is not an exaggeration to say that this man is like a god.

But under the heavens, even the most noble ancient emperor can only be compared with Song Qingshu, even if this man is really a god, how can it be?

Song Qingshu blinked, and the confusion in his eyes burned out in an instant, clear and bright, and the confusion did not exist.

Seeing Qingming in Song Qingshu's eyes, the man sitting above the temple raised his eyes slightly.

Quite interested.

Then the man glanced at the other people in his temple.

A Sacred Buddha Stone Venerable who had broken his right arm stood behind the stone pillar, looked at Song Qingshu and shouted sharply: "Kneel down! Huh, let's be arrogant!"

Following the Venerable Stone was a priest in the temple.

The clergyman in charge looked at Song Qingshu's mouth with a chuckle, and shouted furiously:

"Kneel down! Hugh is presumptuous!"

More gods and venerables emerged from all over the temple, and the shadows of the black crowd gathered on the vast temple ground.

They were all dressed in blood-colored robes, so this group of people was like a sea of ​​blood surging non-stop.

The sea of ​​blood was boiling, and the furious and cold shouting sounded in Song Qingshu's ears: "Kneel down! Hugh is rude!"

Do not know why.

Obviously, there were so many gods screaming at Song Qingshu, but when they exhaled, the screams were extremely neat, like a thunderous explosion!

In the shout of Donglei.

The expression on Song Qingshu's face has not changed even the slightest.

No matter how angry the god that kept emerging was, Song Qingshu's face was still so calm and indifferent.

He walked forward indifferently like snow, every step of the same distance.

No step is more than a point, and no step is less than an inch.

Song Qinglai is an extremely presumptuous person.

Heaven can be killed, and gods can be insulted.

Since practicing Taoism, Song Qingshu has done extremely presumptuous things.

Now that these red-clothed gods in the black temple berate Song Qingshu for being presumptuous, how could Song Qingshu be moved?

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu got up and walked towards the depths of the temple with a slight smile on his lips.

Those temple gods wearing long robes saw that Song Qingshu had insulted him so much, they couldn't help but become extremely angry, and the blue veins on their necks were violent and their faces flushed.

However, it was very strange when Song Qingshu walked into the depths of the temple.