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"He seems to have chosen those of us who are alone!"

"Only when we are together can Song Qing be a little bit jealous!"

"If this is the case, then we must not be separated, we must escape together, and then find a way to leave the damn world of Song Qingshu!"

By now, the meditation monks and others have tasted despair, and now they have lost their confidence.

Not to mention the shame of killing Song Qingshu, this group of people now dare not even think about fighting.

What is the road to immortality, what is invincible, what is famous, these things have been thrown into their minds now, as long as they can live now.

It's better than anything.

But what this group of people did not expect was.

The little hope in their hearts now is also something that is never realized.

Because Song Qingshu has not taken action against them for a long time now, the real reason is not that Song Qingshu is really afraid of them being united.

But Song Qingshu didn't want to end this cat and mouse game, and wanted them to escape longer in despair.

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu carried a ghostly smile, and then slowed down even further.

Song Qingshu was too slow to follow the monk Jingxin and the others, while ridiculing them, they kept making moves, killing Jingxin and the others one by one.

Killing all the way down, in the end, fewer than five or six people alive in the meditating monk and others generation, it was extremely desolate.

At the beginning.

The group of meditation monks is a total of twenty-two strong people, how majestic and majestic.

When they are united together, they can destroy one big world at will, enough to claim the title of king in any world.

But now such a majestic team was killed by Song Qingshu to such a miserable situation.

"Don't you feel like a dog?"

Song Qingshu turned his hand to kill the one with the highest cultivation level among the Jingxin monks and others, then sneered and sneered.

Hearing this, the meditation monks and others couldn't help but get angry so much, but they were helpless.

All the way to cultivating the Tao, these people are the proud children of heaven, enjoying the stars of countless people.

When have you been so insulted?

But now even though they are so angry that they want to kill people, there is no way at all. After all, they are indeed being chased down like wild dogs.

"Don't pay attention to him! Live is the most important thing!"

The meditation monk screamed, and then a total of four monks holding Xia Ye's head and the remaining monks, fleeing in horror like a bereaved dog.

On the way to escape, the meditation monk and the others were all chased down until they were spread out, covered in blood and embarrassed.

"Song Qingshu, I'm fighting with you!"

All the way to escape, the meditation monk really couldn't run anymore, so he just broke the jar and stood still.

I saw the meditation monk's face pale, and after an angry shout, he waved the whisk, turning the five-foot-long whisk into a river of thousands of miles, and drew it from Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's expression was indifferent, his combat power was extremely strong, it was not at all that the meditation monks and others could touch the existence.

"Give you time to escape, don't you run away? Don't blame me if you are looking for death by yourself!"

After Song Qingshu smiled coldly, he cut out directly with a palm, and the thousand-mile-long galaxy directly shattered, and his palms were endless, shattering half of the meditation monk's body.

The meditation monk screamed sharply, daring not to have any stupid thoughts of confronting Song Qingshu, and then fled again.

"Ah... Sister Jingxin, don't leave me, take me away!"

Xia Ye's head rolled on the ground, looking at the back of the meditation monk yelling in fear.

Although Xia Ye's primordial spirit is still there, only one head is left. His vitality is dry and his strength is limited.

Now she was thrown to the ground by the meditation monk. With only one head left, she wanted to escape, but the speed was too slow, and there was no way to escape in Song Qingshu's hands.

"Sister Xia Ye, life and death are up to you, you can't blame me for being too cruel!"

"To blame, blame you for being so stupid and believing in friendship!"

The meditation monk dragged the remnant body and said with a crazy smile.

"Meditation! I was tricked by you!"

Listening to the words of the meditation monk, Xia Ye couldn't help showing hopelessness in her pupils, crying.

Song Qingshu stepped to Xia Ye's side and said coldly:

"Seeing the truth in adversity is true."

Chapter 617

"Don't kill me, please, I'm just a ghost obsessed for a while, as long as you spare me this time, I am willing to accompany you to chase down the meditation monk to the ends of the world!"

Xia Ye used the surviving head to beg for mercy while sternly, while staring viciously at the back of the meditation monk who was going away, she spoke.

Song Qingshu shook his head and decisively rejected Xia Ye's suggestion.

Song Qingshu knew that people like Xia Ye were extremely cruel, and that he was the same as that hypocritical meditation monk.

A person like this doesn't need sympathy from others at all, and the reason why she has fallen to this point is that she only takes the blame.

One thought ends here.

"boom!"

Song Qingshu stepped forward, slammed a kick at Xia Ye's head and kicked it out.

After hearing only a soft sound, Xia Ye's head fell apart like a ripe watermelon from the sky to the ground.

A primordial spirit rushed out of it, and Xia Ye’s primordial spirit yelled in fear: "Please don't kill me, as long as you save my life, you can let me do anything! Be a bull and a horse for you. All okay"

"I can't rest assured that someone like you will be a cow and a horse for me!"

puff!

After Song Qingshu mocked his words, he stretched out his hand and shook Tianyu fiercely.

After a pop.

Xia Ye's primordial spirit instantly turned into fly ash, and died clean in Song Qingshu's palm, with no possibility of surviving anymore.

Watching Xia Ye die.

The three people who had just fled with the meditation monk are now dead, as if they were shocked.

Ask yourself, they have never been as desperate as they are today, they are all a world of heroes, in the past.

Today, he is chased and killed so that there is no way to the ground, and it is not much better than the bereaved dog.

"Stop! Uncle Song, as long as you are willing to let us live, everything is easy to say!"

"Whatever you want, the three of us will give you everything, status, women, spiritual treasures and even our loyalty, everything can be given to you!"

The three of them collapsed completely, crying and laughing and shouting to Song Qingshu as pale as snow.

"The cat and mouse game is really boring, I'm tired of it!"

"And just begging for mercy can only make you die faster!"

Song Qingshu looked at the three people who were no longer willing to fight and fell into complete despair, and their voices opened their lips with indifference.

After speaking, Song Qingshu combined his two fingers as swords, condensing an invisible sword intent between his fingers, pressing down on the three people in despair.

"Ah...! Forgive me!"

These three people resisted with all their strength, while screaming sternly.

However, the Dao Dharma images they evoked were crushed, and their flesh was broken every inch, every inch of the cracked flesh turned into broken bones and blood mist.

In the end, the broken wound spread directly to the head, all over the bodies of the three of them.

Puff puff!

With three soft sounds, the bodies of these three people were completely broken into ashes, and then their primordial spirits rushed out of the Tianling Gai and passed away in the distance, doing the most meaningless and stupid efforts.

call out!

Song Qingshu's fingertips glowed slightly.

Then the last three flew out of the fingers with Ling Yu's cold light sword light, and crucified the three people's soul villain in the void, so that they could not die again.

After killing the last few people, only Song Qingshu and the meditation monk were left in the world of Kun.

Song Qingshu moved his mind, raised his foot and took a step, and walked directly across thousands of miles to stand in front of the meditation monk, cutting off all the retreat of the meditation monk.

Song Qingshu at this time was like an immortal sacred furnace, with monstrous warfare radiating from him.

Song Qingshu stands tall in the heavens and the earth. He is clearly a human being, but he is even more terrifying than the gods in ancient myths.

Seeing Song Qingshu, who suddenly shattered the space and came to him in one step, the meditation monk could no longer remain calm, and his body was too scared to restrain his convulsions.

At this moment, what dignity the meditation monk attaches to, and what is the strongest in immortality, has become nothingness.

"Why! Why are you so strong! Why are you blocking my way, why I can't get rid of you anyway!"

Half of the meditation monk's head was cut off, and now only half of his beautiful face was left, which looked very strange.

Especially when the meditation monk yelled and questioned Song Qingshu, it gave people a more terrifying feeling, as if a tragic ghost came to demand his life.

"It's my business how strong I am. I didn't want to die with you before, but now it seems that I really have to kill!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and there was a monstrous killing intent flowing in his eyes, which seemed to swallow the meditation monk at any time.

"Ah!"

The meditation monk was completely crazy, regardless of the gap between his own strength and Song Qingshu, and he was so angry that he slaughtered Song Qingshu.

"dead!"

"Bing Zi Jue, Universal Art!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and then Chan behind him released an unusually dazzling golden brilliance.

Dozens of golden weapons flew out of the golden brilliance.

After a light tremor.

The weapon that had flown out before cut the meditation monk into blood mud in an instant, causing his soul to be destroyed.

"System, collect the items in the storage bags of the meditation monk and others. The cursed short blade of the fellow Qingxue is still a bit interesting, see if there are any more."

After the meditation monk and others were all slaughtered, Song Qingshu still felt that the fight was not very happy.

But at this time, there was no opponent to make Song Qingshu happy. In order to distract, Song Qingshu had to turn his attention to these people's storage bags.

As Song Qingshu's words fell, the sound of the mechanical gears of the system suddenly rang in Song Qingshu's mind: "Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kun's artistic conception, and the collection progress is 20%. , Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kun's artistic conception. The collection progress is 40%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kun's artistic conception. The collection is 60% progress. Please also the host to wait patiently."

...

As the system's prompt sounds continued to sound in Song Qingshu's mind, in this small world, Guanghua wrapped various utensils and rushed towards Song Qingshu.

Among Guanghua, some are top-grade spirit stones, some are martial arts secrets, and some are body armors. The wealth of items exceeds Song Qingshu's imagination.

It's a pity that today's Song Qingshu has no shortage of spirit stones and no lack of exercises. It is really difficult to seduce his interest like these artifacts.

Just when Song Qingshu was a little boring and planned to interrupt the collection process, a roll of yellowish paper came into Song Qingshu's eyes, making his eyes shine.

Chapter 618

"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kun's artistic conception. The collection is 70% progress. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kun's artistic conception, and the collection is 80%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

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