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Now the number two person is on top of the white dragon, and his right hand is lifted lightly, and a simple war gun appeared in his hand. I don't know how many jins it weighs!

The No. 2 figure of Deng Xian Jiuqi is covered in red and gold armor, and the white dragon sitting down is also in dense armor.

When the second figure held the quaint war gun, the two of them seemed to merge into one, just like the unparalleled martial arts in the lower realm of the God of War.

boom!Haoran pierced Song Qingshu's Dao body with a single shot, and Tianyu was pierced through the hole.

"A very powerful shot!"

Song Qingshu's Dao body strength is almost the same as Song Qingshu's real person, but he still feels dangerous in front of this gun, which shows how powerful this gun should be.

Chapter 625

"You are very strong with this shot."

The afterimage of Song Qingshu's incarnation swayed at his feet, and in the blink of an eye he retreated hundreds of steps, pulling away from the number two figure in Dengxian Nine Horses, his face solemn, and his lips opened.

Standing in front of Song Qingshu's incarnation now is the second-ranking powerhouse among Dengxian Nine Horses.

His strength is extraordinary and otherworldly, and he is one of the great powerhouses among the first gods.

An existence like this is definitely not comparable to the meditation monks and others killed by Song Qingshu earlier.

Now this simple long spear that was held out of the void by the second person weighs tens of millions of catties.

It is a veritable top-grade fairy weapon, and it is said that it has killed the peak powerhouse of the Nine Layers of Transformation God.

Its dark cyan barrel, sharp blades, the whole gun has the power of shredding the sky, and the whole body makes an unusually terrifying howling sound.

"Take the head!"

The second character shouted angrily and urged the Bailong under him to slaughter him towards Song Qing Shudao, and then madly waved the simple spear in his hand.

Rumble!

In an instant, the second person swung out countless spear shadows worth tens of millions, and shook out many spears.

There are boundless guns and boundless power.

The flowers are blooming and the sky screams.

With a brush, the spear clasped tightly in the hands of the second person is fascinating, like a group of ancient demon gods roaring, and then followed by the spear and smashed at Song Qing Shudao. Under the power of the second person, the spear and gun might pierce through. After the universe, the hole shattered all obstacles, and shattered the thunder cloud around Song Qing Shudao's body, terrifying!

distance.

The expressions of all the people watching the battle changed drastically. The second figure of Dengxian Jiuqi was too strong, beyond people's expectations.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is infinitely close to the Demon Lord of Heavenly Might, it is too strong, and it is even possible to touch the power of the Divine Light Realm.

"Dengxian Jiuqi? Sure enough, they are very potential immortal climbers. It is no wonder that Liu Yunxiao will pin his hopes on this group of people."

"Song Qingshu, you must not pin your hopes on me. If you can't survive this kind of test, you will die if you die."

The city lord in the restaurant looked at the number two figure who was fighting with Song Qing's calligraphy body, nodded, and smiled.

His speech is calm, it is completely impossible to detect whether he is happy or angry, and it is extraordinarily mysterious and transcendent, beyond contemplation.

The realm is as vulgar as the city lord, and he couldn't help but sincerely admire the strength of the number two character, let alone other onlookers.

All the onlookers watching the fierce battle were so frightened that they lost their voices. Some people had forgotten all their breaths, and only remembered them when their entire faces were flushed.

Not only were the onlookers like that, but the remaining four people who were in the same position as the number two person Deng Xian Jiuqi were all shocked, with extremely complex emotions on their faces.

Only this group of Dengxian Jiuqi knew how terrifying the existence that ranked second among the Dengxian nine people was, far better than them!

Song Qingshu's body spilled the tea in his hands on the ground, with a joking smile on his face, and he never felt troublesome because of the strength of the second person.

"No matter how strong it is?"

"How about being detached?"

"I can play you all around with my external avatar. If my real body also shot together, you would have collapsed long ago."

Song Qingshu put his hands behind him, his words were so disdainful in his heart that his voice was as fine as a hairspring, and he couldn't even notice it.

The third-ranked iron cavalry in red looked at Song Qing, who was fiercely fighting with the second person, and shouted: "Even if you die ten thousand times, it is difficult to atone for your sins. Now, you will use your poor and humble soul to confess eternal repentance. Right!"

Stop talking.

The red iron cavalry roared loudly, coordinating with the surging body of him, the murderous aura stabbed a decisive sword.

This sword also cooperated with the simple spear that the No. 2 figure wielded, and killed after collapsing a sky, piercing Song Qingshu's forehead.

Want to kill Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain who was hiding in his forehead.

Seeing this.

The several Immortal Climbing Iron Cavaliers who are still alive now also screamed, doing their best and doing their best to make a move, regardless of the consequences, to urge the magic and the fairy.

The magic and the fairy tools are like a meteorite community, powerful and terrifying, all of them rushed to Song Qing Shudao alone, as if the end is coming.

A soft click!

There was a cracking sound in this ancient street handed down for thousands of years, and part of the guardian formation carved by the Lord of the City Lord himself was broken.

This made every onlooker discolored, unable to imagine how terrifying the ultimate move Song Qing was facing today.

At this moment.

A total of five people attacked Song Qing Shudao body violently, these five people stood on the five sides, making Song Qing Shudao body into a dangerous situation of life and death!

In the eyes of ordinary climbers.

With the shot of the second person falling, the man in black who had an invincible demeanor could no longer be able to prevent it, otherwise, it would be too unreasonable.

But what everyone doesn't know is.

This man in black is Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu never made any sense.

In that moment of life and death, Song Qing Shudao held a square iron sword in his right hand, and got away flawlessly.

So Song Qing Shudao put his left hand out, and directly held the spear from the sky with his bare hands.

Cang!

A trembling sound penetrated the first divine pass.

There was a dazzling spark star shining.

The city lord looked at this scene with even more relief in his eyes.

Song Qingshu really watched this scene, calm as an ancient well.

Many monks in the scene heard this trembling sound, their souls could not help but bleed, and the impact of this blow was evident.

"what happened?"

"How is this possible, this is impossible! I must be dreaming, how can I block that shot with my hand!"

"What is the existence of this black man? Why can he have such a powerful body?"

All the onlookers were dumbfounded, and couldn't believe what they saw.

Song Qing's calligraphy body did not block with the iron sword in his hand at the previous moment. After all, the iron sword is a mortal thing. Against the ancient spear, it can only be broken.

So Song Qing Shudao's body blocked the quaint long spear with his left hand, and there was no blood splattering, and the scene where the hand bone broke.

The second person looked at this scene, wondering if what he saw was true, and murmured: "My shot has been out, and it will be able to slaughter everyone in the first realm of God! He actually blocked me!?"

Stop talking.

The second person shook his head abruptly, as if he could forget what had just happened.

At the moment when the No. 2 character doubted his life, Song Qing's calligraphy's mark flickered.

Immediately, Song Qing's calligraphy body speed increased to a dreamlike realm, and the thundering wind god's legs and misty clouds were definitely brought to the extreme.

Other people's attacks, all kinds of immortal weapons and magic arts flew past his Dao body.

Let you be troubled.

I am at a standstill.

The power of Song Qing's calligraphy body is unparalleled for a while.

Chapter 626

Now Song Qingshu's Taoist body is like dancing on a sharp mountain of swords, and like walking in front of the terrifying Shura Purgatory Gate.

Although there are many dangers and dangers, each time it can reveal a kind of grace and calmness in the front line of life and death.

I saw Song Qing calligraphy taking a few steps in the air very casually, and then a few lotus flowers were transformed into the void, and they came out from the siege of Dengxian Jiuqi.

In today's crisis, it is indeed a miracle that Song Qing's calligraphy body can do this step.

Looking at the movements of Song Qing's calligraphy body, the immortal men who were onlookers around him asked themselves if they could, or even said that they could not do it at all.

"Kill him, don't keep your hands!"

"Make him confess his crimes in Jiuyou Huangquan..."

The third person among Dengxian Nine Horses had not finished his words yet, and his bloodthirsty but cruel expression directly solidified.

because.

An iron sword suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The iron sword was square, and Ling Yu's cold light flickered on it.

Swipe it softly.

The square iron sword that Song Qingshu wielded directly passed through the shackles of the void, faster than an aurora, and in an instant it passed through the light curtain formed by the heavy energy.

With a bang, it pierced all the barriers, and fell on the body of Dengxian Jiuqi No. 3 like an unstoppable storm.

The third figure moved to think, and wanted to use the secret method to flick away the square iron sword in the hands of Song Qing Shudao.

However, a monstrous killing intent suddenly appeared on Song Qingshu's quadrilateral iron sword.

The killing intent hit the mind of the third person, messing up his spiritual sense, splitting his soul villain, making him unable to move for a while, and had to wait for death...

"puff!"

Song Qing's calligraphy pierced his body with a sword, the sword intent was boundless, and the sword penetrated his brain!

After a muffled noise came, a black square iron sword pierced through the frontal bone of the number three figure and pierced through the back of his head.

His blood dripped on the ground, and Song Qingshu's square iron sword was also stained with white brains, which looked exceptionally bloody, quite shocking.

None of the people present would have thought of it.

When it seemed to be in a desperate situation, Song Qing's calligraphy body not only did not fear and panic, but still stabbed this peerless and sharp attack!

This is definitely a sword that does not have any great rules flowing, so this sword is naturally not a miraculous magical technique, but a rather commonly used sword style.

The sword intent is lingering, simple and straightforward, unparalleled.

It is fast, comparable to electricity, and breaks everything.

After stabbing a simple, determined, and terrifying sword, at this moment.

Song Qingshu's Taoist body is as terrible as Shura.

The ink silk on his head is draped over his shoulders, and his body is slender and strong, and his skin is full of inexhaustible power.

His eyes were colder than electricity, and the killing intent in Song Qingshu's eyes after killing the third person was the same and terrifying.

"Stop! Let him go now, don't kill his soul, I will turn around and leave immediately, I won't bother you again!"

The second person in Dengxian Jiuqi watched Song Qing's calligraphy body's iron sword penetrate the youngest's head, and hurriedly begged for mercy when he was furious.

"If you turned around and left at first, wouldn't it be all right?"

Song Qingshu's Dao body voice is hoarse, like a ghost whispering in the depths of the underworld, as terrifying.

"I got it wrong! Please let him go!"

The second character looked at the sword that Song Qingshu had inserted into the head of the youngest, and then gritted his teeth and opened his lips to Song Qingshu.