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"Ding, the system prompts that this is Xiao Tun Tian Jue's cultivating illusion."

Song Qingshu was not surprised when he heard the system prompt, but he was also curious.

He didn't know what kind of experience this Xiao Tuntian Jue's cultivation fantasy realm would bring to him.

Just when Song Qingshu was slightly startled.

The vast and boundless sea above the sky dome of Song Qingshu began to pour.

With a bang, the entire sky of sea water fell like a sky avalanche.

The fall of the sky and sea is not particularly fast, but it gives people an unstoppable sense of horror.

Even Song Qingshu could only watch the Man Tian Haibo swallow it himself.

"Move the sea!"

Song Qingshu raised his sword eyebrows and moved slightly in the midst of the tide and sea. With a loud bang, the tide and sea dissipated directly beside him.

Before Song Qingshu took a breath, a roar resounding like thunder on the ground rang in Song Qingshu's ears.

immediately.

One head is bigger than Tianyu, the wings spread out seems to be able to cover Xingyu's Peng Ying, rolling and roaring in the waves.

"There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun."

"Kun has two wings, so he is called Peng!"

"Peng carries thousands of miles away, his wings cover the world."

"Receive the heaven and the earth, and spit the moon!"

At the moment when Peng Ying appeared, there was a loud and solemn sound in this world.

With the loud noise, an eye larger than the sky and the moon stared at Song Qingshu.

"Roar!"

Song Qingshu was too late to react.

Oncoming was a beak that was bigger than the sky, and Song Qingshu shunned it.

So in a blink of an eye, Song Qingshu was swallowed directly into the beak, and the darkness in front of him seemed to be in the abyss.

"I was eaten?"

Song Qingshu fell down Pengniao's throat, as if he had fallen into an abyss, falling for a long time, and had not landed.

In Peng Niao's invisible throat, Song Qingshu smiled jokingly, and whispered, "If you want to, you will eat me? Dream!"

"Bing Zi Jue! Sword!"

Song Qing's mouth chanted the Bing Zi Jue, and an iron sword shining with cold light appeared in his right palm.

Song Qingshu used a tiger's mouth, holding a sword and cutting forward.

With a bang, the penguin swallowing sky was full of swords, and the penguin wailed.

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As Song Qingshu wielded this sword, the penguin bird that swallowed the moon and sun was directly cut into two pieces, and finally had to die amidst the wailing, and lost its power.

With the death of Pengniao, the scenery in front of Song Qingshu returned to Jiuyang Shrine.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes, the light in his pupils was like a torch, and the power was majestic, and the void burst and shattered wherever he could see, cracks filled the air.

Among its pupils, there was a bit more extremely deep black than one of them at the beginning, which seemed extremely mysterious and powerful.

"So, start practicing, Little Swallowing Heaven Technique!"

After getting over the spirit a little, Song Qingshu let out a suffocating breath, crossed his legs to the ground, and lightly recited the Dao Heart Technique in the Little Swallow Heaven Technique.

boom!

Following Song Qingshu's recitation of Xiaotuntianjue's mind, the sky full of vitality in the Nine Suns Shrine rushed towards Song Qingshu, coming with waves.

Song Qingshu is now in the eye of an ocean current, surrounded by surging heaven and earth vitality, and the speed at which he absorbs heaven and earth vitality has a qualitative leap compared to the previous months.

At such a crazy rate of absorbing the vitality of the heavens and the earth, Song Qingshu had only been in retreat for seven days, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth in the Nine Suns Temple became intense.

The land of auspiciousness is no longer what it used to be, and Nine Suns Temple is gradually becoming mundane.

After seven or forty-nine days, Jiuyang Shrine was completely turned into a wasteland, the glow was gone, and the strange rock shattered.

Same day.

Song Qingshu had a feeling, pushed open the gate of Nine Suns Palace, stepped into the sky, quietly waiting for the thunder to descend.

Now the vitality of heaven and earth contained in Song Qingshu's body is enough for an ordinary monk to step from the first stage of transformation to the peak of the nine stage of transformation.

However, such a terrifying energy was only enough for Song Qingshu to break through a level, from half-step transformation to the first stage.

From this, one can imagine how strict Song Qingshu was on himself on the path of cultivation.

It is precisely because of this.

Therefore, no one knew better than Song Qingshu at this time. He could hardly imagine how terrible the disaster of thunder that was conceived after such a thick accumulation would be.

Song Qingshu only knew that once the sky thunder broke out at this time, it would be a devastating blow to him. This time it was different, Song Qingshu himself had no bottom.

"It should be here, indeed it should be here too! Just get over the catastrophe!"

Looking at the cloudless Tianyu, Song Qingshu smiled coldly, whispering in his heart.

A word fell.

Song Qingshu began to urge the terrible deeds on his body, so that the vitality he had gained from retreating in Jiuyang Shrine for several months was released.

Song Qingshu no longer struggled to suppress his own strength, but instead let go of the connection between the body and mind and the world of the first divine pass, and issued a will to surpass the heavens.

A loud bang resounded in the sky.

There was nothing above the clear sky of Wanli, but at the moment Song Qingshu released his cultivation realm.

This Tianyu Avenue is like a big enemy, suddenly clearing the sky, a vast expanse, boundless, this is a divine sea transformed by the thunder of the gods!

In this instant, Song Qingshu didn't even have time to react, so he was directly buried in the Thunder Sea of ​​Gods, and he kept accepting the torture and punishment of the rules of Heaven in the First God Pass.

Rumble!

One after another, huge electric lights as thick as rivers and seas and as heavy as mountains were smashed into Song Qingshu's body.

What is the god of lunar yin, what is the god of sun, what is the tribulation, what is the fallen god of Thunder

It's no surprise that there are endless waves in this sea of ​​thunder, like a cabbage.

This is an extremely magnificent picture that is beyond the imagination of others.

If at this time someone in the First Shenguan portrayed Song Qingshu's crossing the catastrophe scene and then circulated it to the world.

Then Song Qingshu will inevitably shake the first divine pass, and make countless cultivators shudder.

This kind of heavenly calamity, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that only the emperor's youth can have such a terror.

Any tribulation in Song Qingshu's tribulation was far better than the great tribulation of others, and it was extremely terrifying.

Rumbling.

Thousands of brilliant tribulation lights above the sky gathered together and turned into the first round of heaven tribulation test that struck Song Qingshu.

This is a kind of heavenly punishment that can be called a doomsday, and this heavenly calamity descended from the sky is to destroy Song Qingshu, not for other.

Starting from the robbery.

Song Qingshu could feel this world's fear of itself. It was afraid that it would grow up, so it lowered the thunder and tried to kill him.

After changing Song Qingshu, no one among the cultivators who were also half-step gods could bear such a vast and boundless thunder.

Even if the ancient emperor is reincarnated!

In this sky full of thunder, only a very inconspicuous electric light is enough to destroy a monastic evildoer.

However, Song Qingshu was bathed in the whole piece of electric light, disheveled, and did not borrow any foreign objects to fight against this vast catastrophe alone.

"Bing Zi Jue! Body Tempering!"

In this vast expanse of thunder sea, Song Qingshu has a naked and strong body, chanting Bingzi Jue, using thunder light as water, seeing himself as an instrument, and then washing away his body and soul.

Every time the thunder exploded in Tianyu, a shattering sound came from Tianyu.

This is a great destruction.

In the thunder sea, even the extremely tough void of the First Divine Pass was smashed apart, and one after another terrifying black abyss appeared in the wind.

Amidst the thunderous sky, Song Qingshu's bronze-colored and slightly thin body shone with stars and silver light, and he never interrupted to accept the thunder and baptism.

It's the same as Song Qingshu thought.

The duration of this thunderstorm was still very long, and the first round of thunder test alone took up half a day of Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was in the middle of the sea of ​​thunder. Looking around, the sea of ​​thunder was boundless and boundless.

He was very curious whether the tribulations of thousands of years in this first divine pass seemed to be concentrated on him alone.

If not, where is there so much thunder in this world?

The thunder and thunder from the ages to the present suddenly became one, and the sun was too cloudy and thunder implied in the Nine and Nine Tribulations, turning into a terrifying thunder dragon.

Thunder Dragon shattered the void, swallowed Song Qingshu in it, and kept tempering his body.

"broken!"

After Song Qingshu opened his mouth and swallowed the breath of life in the Thunder Dragon's body to strengthen his cultivation, he raised his eyebrows coldly and threw a punch.

With a pop, the thunder dragon that can kill the gods is scattered in the thunder sea.

This scene is just a phantom of Song Qingshu's ups and downs in the endless thunder sea.

After not knowing how much thunder force was absorbed, every inch of Song Qingshu's skin became extremely dazzling.

Every small pore on his body is now constantly spitting out electric light, just like a magic soldier bathed in thunder.

At the same time as the flesh grew, a splendid villain in Song Qingshu Tongtiandao's eyes also stepped out, opening his mouth and inhaling a sea of ​​thunder, and his power was terrifying.

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Boom.

A Taishan-thin thunder, the sun god, melted the void and slashed on Song Qingshu's body, like a puddle of molten slurry poured on him, instantly engulfing it.

"what!"

The skin on Song Qingshu's body instantly turned red, and then became tougher, as if he had just walked out of the iron furnace.

Not waiting for Song Qingshu to catch his breath, another piece of Taiyin god thunder fell like a vast ocean, making Song Qingshu tired for a while.

"There is no end!"

Song Qingshu yelled violently, raised his fist and slammed out a celestial palm. The vanishing aura in the palm of the palm fought against each other, dispelling the crisis.

But after a thunderbolt exploded, more and more divine thunder fell on Song Qingshu...

The dull thunder of winter thunder blasted into the void, and the mighty roar resounded through the sky and the clouds, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

Even though Song Qingshu had arranged a concealing formation within a hundred miles of his body, the power of the thunder robbery did not spread out, and it became unnecessary trouble for himself.

However, although Song Qingshu's concealing formation method is perfectly arranged.

But the monks in the First Divine Pass felt extremely dull in their chests, and some powerful men who had just ascended to the God Realm couldn't even breathe, which was extremely painful.

Song Qingshu had countless calculations, but he still missed two points.

One thing is that he is really too strong, and the power of the Tribulation that has been triggered is difficult to block with the Great Array.

The second is that none of the monks who can appear on the first god level are mundane.

Without exception, the people on this sacred soil are all strong in the same world, and working together can make countless worlds shattered.

At this time, the atmosphere in the first divine pass was extraordinarily solemn, and there was not even a single sound on the streets where people came and went.