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There was a slight tremor.

Behind the god saint, a black hell temple appeared, as if he and Song Qingshu were brought into the underworld.

After Song Qingshu's spiritual thoughts were swept away, he knew that a piece of Hell Senluo Temple appeared behind the god saint was not an entity.

It was only transformed from the infinite killing mind, and has now become a background for the god saint, further enhancing the combat power of this god saint.

Under the eyes of Tongtiandao between Song Qingshu's eyebrows, the black mist that had been lingering around the god saint suddenly dissipated.

The body of the god saint is slim and weak, looking weak and feeble, but between her gestures, there is a horrible aura that can be cultivated by killing countless people.

That kind of terrifying aura can only be sensed by people like Song Qingshu with extremely keen sense of spirit, strong sense of spirit, and great strength.

On the face of this god saint, there is a mask without emotional fluctuations, and there is no happiness or worry.

At first glance, the mask looks like it is made of bronze material, but it is not known what kind of material it is made of, and it can still block peeping in front of Song Qingshu's eyes.

The god saint was supposed to be a beautiful and unparalleled woman, but after putting her on such a mask, there was an indescribable strange feeling revealed.

"Now let you know the terrible organization of my gods!"

The god saint uttered a whisper, and then the world surrounded by palaces became pitch black, and for a while, there was a temple of hell everywhere.

The god saint turned and took a step, her figure disappeared directly in the hall of hell.

boom!

A loud bang came from the sky, and a black light fell.

Such a scene of divine might, it is as if a god saint invites hell to the world, and various purgatory endless in the black light.

The endless palace was stained with bright red blood, and the boundless mountain of bones appeared on the sky.

Seeing such a scene, the powerful people of all races couldn't help but start to be astonished.

Purgatory, blood pool, bone mountain, human head road, all these creepy scenes appeared like real scenes.

And the god saint relied on the incomparable killing intent to walk through these terrifying sceneries without being affected by even the slightest.

As soon as the god saint thought, Song Qingshu was besieged in the blood pool purgatory, and a ghost of Xiu Demon appeared, and he kept killing Song Qingshu.

"Zheng!"

In the phantom of Xiu Devil ghosts, from time to time, extremely piercing swords sounded in the sky, and after the sound of the sword sound, there were endless sword powers from various purgatory, blood ponds and bone mountains.

Every sword is the work of the godly saint's heart-filled work, which is hard to guard against, even Song Qingshu feels a bit tricky.

Song Qingshu Shennian swept across this phantom, and found that the god saint had really disappeared, merged into the void, and became a sword light that could be shot at any time.

Tianwei Demon Lord is very powerful, but the great killing technique of the gods organization is not good at learning skills.

So to be precise, this is the first time Song Qingshu has faced such a strong professional killer.

Through the saints organized by the gods, Song Qingshu sincerely felt the strength of the other party.

But Song Qingshu understood that it was still too immature to kill him by such means.

Chapter 661 Good News

"Nine Heavens Hell Jue!"

The god saint drank softly, calling on the killing intent derived from Jiuyou to smash Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly as he watched the sky full of Asura phantoms summoned by the god saint.

Song Qingshu knew that if it hadn't been for the fact that the Taoist Eyes of the Heaven had not been cultivated by himself now.

Moreover, Song Qingshu had collected the gods' great killing skills from the system, and had a deep understanding, so he would definitely appear very passive without the help of the system.

But now.

Song Qingshu just widened the eyes of Tongtiandao between his brows, and after a burst of nine-color light was emitted, the illusion of demonic cultivation in the sky suddenly dimmed a little.

Song Qingshu looked at the no longer existence of Xiu Mo Ying, and smiled softly:

"In the face of absolute strength, all tactics, martial skills, and illusions are nothing but vain, and for me, they have no effect!"

After saying this, Song Qingshu shouted angrily, and immediately rushed towards the Nine Heavens Hell Shadow that the god saint summoned.

Song Qingshu condensed a big dragon sword sharp enough to open the sky with the word of war, with the dragon sword held upside down in his right hand, opening and closing.

The sword is powerful and unstoppable, the dragon roar whispers on the big dragon sword, and there are infinite virtual dragon images in the void to tear the shadow of Shura into pieces.

Song Qingshu swept the spirit out, and kept searching for the place of the god saint in the nine-day hell.

While sweeping, Song Qingshu raised the divine sword to cut out, the sword aura was so strong that he cut Tianyu through.

Pieces of bright red blood pools shattered.

Senbai's terrifying Bone Mountain was shattered.

One sword slashed into countless hell's Senluo Temple, and now Song Qingshu is really a Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, and God blocking and killing God!

The god saint wanted to use Nine Heavens Hell to restrain Song Qingshu's movement speed and kill him.

But Song Qingshu broke through the sky full of cultivating demon phantom with a mighty sword, and then chased and killed himself instead.

This fact caused the saint who had experienced many battles to frown, panicking and uneasy.

"Open Heaven Slash!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, and the big dragon sword slashed forward. The sword wave was a hundred feet high. The entire Jiuyou Hell was cut into two pieces alive, and its power was no longer there.

When Song Qingshu came out of the sword, the saint of the gods turned around forcibly with a very deep cultivation base, and almost avoided the sword.

Only one hair length away, her head would be crushed into powdery mud by Song Qingshu's sword.

Although the steps of the god saints are light and unpredictable, they can sometimes be hidden from Song Qingshu's eyebrows, but most of the time they are in Song Qingshu's field of vision.

It can be said that it is inevitable and can only be forced to fight.

clang!

clang!

clang!

The explosion of metal between the sky and the earth is endless, like iron, but it is actually just the muffled sound of Song Qingshu's fist falling on the fist of the god saint.

The two fought, the battle was endless, Xiu Mo Yingying and ten thousand golden dragons were entangled together, unable to separate.

This god saint is not only superb, but even the realm is amazing.

She seemed to be just a young woman of twenty-eight years old, but she had already reached the Ninth Heaven of the God of Transformation.

And the realm is deep, obviously it has been compressed before, even Song Qingshu guessed that this woman might have compressed the realm more than once.

Instead, it repeatedly compresses the realm several times, until the realm is too deep to be deeper.

Now this god saint, after repeatedly compressing the realm, still stepped one foot into the Nine Heavens of Transforming God Realm. What is lacking is only the last step, understanding the Tao with clear heart, and otherworldly.

but.

Even if the god saint stepped past with just one foot, her combat power should not be underestimated, and her strength was unparalleled.

And the thing that annoyed Song Qingshu the most was that this god saint always did not compete head-on with Song Qingshu.

Instead, he used various illusions to confuse Song Qingshu and then suddenly assassinated it, which was extremely dangerous.

Now, although Song Qingshu is only the fifth-level Heavenly Consummation of the Transcendent God Realm, except for the masters in the first Shenguan who are expected to consolidate the road.

Few people could compete with Song Qingshu. Obviously, this god saint who didn't know where came from was one of those few people.

"Don't you dare to confront me head-on? The so-called saint of the god organization turned out to be just a tortoise with a shrunken head?"

Song Qingshu used the big dragon sword to cut out the sky and cut it, and even the thousands of miles of palace faults were cut to pieces, but the saint still sneaked into the void without being injured.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but frowned and yelled in Tianyu.

But nevertheless.

The god saint didn't say a word, didn't talk to each other, but was silent and kept swinging her sword to cut a sharp edge.

Various avenues of light flickered on the god saint's body, and then waved a forest white bone pagoda to fly lightly towards Song Qingshu.

Senbai Bone Pagoda did not show any aura, it seemed quite mediocre, but Song Qingshu still didn't dare to be careless, but decided to use the word soldier to make a long spear and throw it out!

boom!

After a roar.

The broken bones on the Nasen White Ancient Pagoda shot, and the thirteen-story bone tower was directly shattered, spreading apart an extremely violent breath.

After the breath calmed down, thousands of ray of black light burst out of Senbai Ancient Pagoda. This is a death curse organized by the gods, and the middle must die.

"Ding, the system prompts that the system has detected a very strong curse on the host. The curse can kill all powerful enemies in the gods. Please be careful with the host!"

At the moment when Wuguang Huajian flew towards Song Qingshu.

The system prompt sounded deep in Song Qingshu's mind, and the prompt sound was rather rapid, showing the power of this curse.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu's body trembled suddenly.

Immediately, Song Qingshu forcibly calmed down, and a black light appeared on his body, and the soul was as bright as day, holding up the black and white two-color Tai Chi picture.

The Tai Chi diagram flows quietly, cutting off all the light of the curse and blocking this great killing technique.

Seeing the clear wind on Song Qingshu's face, many strong men of all races in the palace couldn't help changing their colors.

Although many of these powerhouses have never seen the curse of this kind of god organization kill them all, they are aware of its danger.

In the realm of transforming gods, almost no one can survive that kind of curse.

However, Song Qingshu used black and white Tai Chi to shake off thousands of curses and kill them all. The magic of the method is unbelievable and unimaginable.

"Song Qingshu, you should be fortunate that there are six saints and three saints in the god organization, and the saints today are only the weakest among the three saints."

"If you even him are the strongest goddess and goddess in the world, they haven't come."

The city lord was hidden in the void, and his divine thought transmitted to Song Qingshu.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel stunned. The saint who was stronger than the Demon Lord of Heaven turned out to be the weakest.

The others are more powerful. No wonder there are rumors on Dengxian Road that all the gods, sons and saints, can kill all the kings of Dengxian!

"It's really good news."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly and murmured with his lips open.

Chapter 662

The reason why Song Qingshu embarked on this journey of ascending to immortals was to fight all over the world and let the talents of nine days succumb to his feet!

Let the darlings of all walks of life know what is truly powerful, making countless powerful people desperate.

Song Qingshu was about to become an insurmountable sacred mountain and giant peak on the road, standing proudly in front of countless people, which is lamentable and admired.

Now Song Qingshu is advancing all the way on Dengxian Road, and he has never encountered even a slight obstacle between advance and retreat.

Defeating Dengxian Jiuqi, Tu Jingxin monk, seizing Nine Sun Shrine, killing Heavenly Feather, fighting Liu Yunxiao, can be described as invincible for a while!

But despite this, Song Qingshu was still unhappy, and still did not have a good time.

Now that she learned that the god saint who was stronger than the demon king of Tianwei was only the weakest among the nine gods, how could Song Qingshu not be excited?

The real powerhouse should be Invincible World, disregarding the Nine Heavens, the more enemies, the more powerful it can be proved.

Thought of this.

Song Qingshu looked at the god saint in front of him with disdain:

"The god organization will send you the weakest one to take my head? It's ridiculous."

"Now the bone tower is no longer useful, does the skill stop here? You are truly entering the Ninth Level of the Transformation God Realm, and I am not afraid!"

Listening to Song Qingshu's heartfelt ridicule, this god saint couldn't help but become angry, with her waist-length hair rising without wind, quite terrifying: "Kill! Nine Asura Shadows!"

With the shout of the god saint, nine ghosts of death with a flying sickle suddenly appeared above the sky and beheaded to Song Qingshu.

The cold light flashed above the flying sickle, and the void sneered under the sharpness of the sickle, which made the scalp numb to those who heard it.