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The Blood Demon Bull King of the Blood Ox clan snarled up to the sky, and then shouted at the countless masters behind him.

Hundreds of masters responded to the invitation of the Blood Demon Bull King and tried their best to sway the brilliance of Song Qingshu.

The law, Lingbao, martial arts, primordial spirit killing method, different avenue killing methods skimmed through the sky, reaching the world, dazzling and unusual!

For a while, the space of the palace world began to tremble uncontrollably, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Just come!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, and immediately opened the black and white two-color Tai Chi sacred picture behind him, and it was difficult to get close despite the thousands of rules flying around.

The vast majority of the attacks in the sky were countless by Song Qingshu. For a while, he rushed forward like a god and holy lion, and began to kill the Quartet.

His left hand is holding a large square cauldron, and his right hand is holding the Great Dragon Sword.

Immediately, there were countless casualties under the tripod, the souls of the dead under the sword, and Song Qingshu's one tripod with one sword, turned the killing field into the Shura hell.

"what……"

"I'm leaving now! Don't kill me!"

The centaur shot a moon longbow in his hand and was broken by a tripod, and then his body became a pool of blood.

The horns of the blood demon bull king were directly cut off, and Song Qingshu chopped out more than 7,000 swords, cutting them into fleshy blood.

"Sword intent is complete! Ask a sword!"

The Mayi human monk carrying the Lingyu Qingyan sword roared, and then pulled the Qingyan sword from behind him like lightning, and stabbed it towards Song Qingshu.

This is a very simple sword.

It is also an extraordinary sword.

The cold light on the sword was so fast that it was incomprehensible. This sword seemed to have penetrated through the obstacles of time and space, and slammed into Song Qing's writing gate.

"kill!"

The Maid Swordsman was on the right hand side of Song Qingshu, only one foot away from him. With a sword out of this distance, the Maid Swordsman was confident that Song Qingshu would be smashed with a single sword.

However, Song Qingshu still didn't bother to turn his head back, directly roared, and then the right hand sword changed, changing from holding to picking, and took the sword to his side.

There was a hum.

The arm of the Maid Swordsman holding the sword was cut off by Song Qingshu's Great Dragon Divine Sword, and the Blue Nightmare Sword was violently shattered.

"You are a human race, I won't kill you, get out."

Song Qingshu didn't turn his head back, and after shaking a sentence, he continued to kill in other directions.

Song Qingshu simply and casually got a few moves, and then killed several well-known seed players along the way.

Such terrible strength really made the other onlookers take a deep breath.

"Ma Ling of the Centaur tribe, Niu Kuang of the blood cow tribe, and Sack Swordsman of the Terran tribe, these three people can't even handle Song Qingshu's move?"

"My God, how terrible Song Qingshu is?"

Seeing this.

The other onlookers who were murderous at first couldn't help but retreat, and several people directly tore up the space and tried to leave.

"You don't need to be afraid, King Jinshan Luo is here!"

As more and more people were about to retreat, King Jinshan Luo's full-fledged roar came from the sky.

"boom!"

After a clear and muffled sound, a three-story heavy tower fell and smashed onto the Tai Chi Yin-Yang picture behind Song Qingshu.

This three-story heavy pagoda directly staggered Song Qingshu, causing his danger to fall to the ground first.

One can imagine how heavy the blow was, and how terrifying the shot was.

"Hurry up and reincarnate! It's impossible to kill you this time!"

Song Qingshu looked back and shouted angrily at King Jinshan Luo.

Chapter 666: Fellow Taoist Qiu Tianyi

Song Qingshu looked back and found that the person who shot himself was the brilliant blonde King Jinshan Luo. Not long ago, King Jinshan Luo stepped on him with his supreme boots.

"Are you looking for death! I didn't bother you yet, but did you come here by yourself?"

Song Qingshu yelled, watching King Jinshan Luo yelling, killing intent on the sky and leaving, like a sea of ​​blood ups and downs.

King Jinshan Luo has been rebellious throughout his life, where would Song Qingshu be in his eyes or in his heart?

No matter what terrible fighting power Song Qingshu has shown now, King Jinshanluo still dismissed it with a smile: "I just want to deceive you, and ask what can you do?"

"Everyone! Kill him with me."

King Jinshan Luo has an extraordinary reputation among these monks, and now he raised his arms, and all the lords immediately responded to each other: "King Jinshan Luo is here, Song Qingshu, you naturally cannot escape today!"

"I can catch it with my hands, I can still plead in front of Qiu Tianyi, let him spare you a dog, if you don't comply, kill it on the spot!"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense with him? Kill it!"

After a period of hustle and bustle, the clanging sound here was endless, and many strong men who originally wanted to leave the palace world stopped and chose to wait and see, waiting for the opportunity.

With the mobilization of King Jinshan Luo, most of the cultivators at the scene made a fierce move, urging pieces of ancient treasures to fly to Song Qingshu with their spirits, which was terrifying.

"Fight if you want to fight!"

Song Qingshu yelled, and the treasures on his body were shining brightly, raising his own combat power to the extreme, starting to fight the Quartet and retreat the people around him.

Divine Sense was swept out, and after being surrounded by countless masters, he arrived at King Jinshan Luo's body and yelled at King Jinshan Luo: "Soldier!"

A simple word for soldiers, but combined with the nine-character secret mantra, at this time Song Qingshu couldn't be scornful and shouted, turning into the word for soldiers into physical sound waves, impacting the Quartet!

The sound waves raged out, and eight or nine top masters were among them in just one face-up, and the body souls collapsed one after another.

Seeing this.

Everyone present could not help being taken aback. The dead strong were of different races, but they were all kings among the elites of all races, and each one was powerful against the sky.

But it was such a group of terrifying kings with extraordinary strength, but they turned into fans in Song Qingshu's roar.

When King Jinshan Luo encountered this roar, he couldn't help coughing up blood, and the villain of the soul trembles, almost breaking apart first.

He stood in front of him with a three-story heavy tower, and wanted to confront Song Qingshu's anger with the rules above the heavy tower.

But now the three-story heavy tower collapsed directly, and then its flesh flew out directly, even if it was as powerful as King Luo, there was no way to stop the blow.

"Didn't you just want to kick me with your foot? Now it's my turn!"

Song Qingshu chuckled, his body suddenly became huge, his right foot lifted up, and he stomped toward King Luo of Jinshan, pressing down like a mountain.

King Jinshan Luo was terrified, and the supreme boots under his feet burst into light, taking him incarnate into a great stream of light and flew back quickly.

however.

Song Qingshu didn't have a hint of irritation that he could not kill the enemy at this time, but once again used the word "Bing Jue": "Profound meaning, control the soldier!"

With the soft voice of Song Qingshu, an extremely mysterious aura spread from Song Qingshu, directly acting on King Jinshan Luo's legs.

Hum!

With a soft trembling sound, the supreme boots on King Jinshan Luo's right leg suddenly emitted a strange light.

King Jinshan Luo screamed, and the demon-looking light in his supreme boots turned into a cloud of blood.

Then his feet turned directly into a pool of blood.

"Do you dare to hurt me?"

King Jinshan Luo shouted angrily, yelling at Song Qingshu while repairing his wounded body with supreme spiritual power.

"I dare to kill you!"

Song Qingshu was indifferent, and then stomped down, followed by a muffled roar from the world.

This strongest king from the Jinsheng clan has already stepped on the threshold of the peak of the Ninth Level of Transformation God, but he still couldn't resist it and was trampled to death by Song Qingshu.

The blond hair all over his head turned into ashes, and his fat-like skin rotted on the spot, leaving only a pair of broken supreme combat boots.

"boom!"

I don't know if it was an appointment. King Jinshanluo was stepped into the ashes. On the sky, there was a rather delicate Qianqian jade that came down.

The jade hand magnified against the wind above the sky, and this scene was like a god descending from the world, the jade hand covering the sky, heading towards Song Qingshu, smashing everything in the void.

Song Qingshu crossed his eyebrows, snorted and slammed upwards, and another confronting person appeared, in his opinion he did not live or die.

however.

This time the incident really exceeded his expectations. After a violent collision, the white Qianqian jade hand was not broken, and it was intact and unscathed.

"God Jade Palm? Chou Tianyi's best friend, Lan Yuxiao is here!"

"What? Even she came here? How powerful is Song Qingshu, and why is it worthy of so many powerful players?"

After seeing the pair of jade hands, some people around exclaimed.

"Who is the person here? With such an ability, I don't think I can hide, right?"

Song Qingshu raised his head to the sky, Tongtiandao's eyes between his brows opened in anger, and a nine-colored glow was shot out, making the people hiding in the void appear.

"Haha, the so-called visitors are all guests, Friends Song, are you just welcoming guests like this?"

Not waiting for Song Qingshu's nine-color light to force the figure hidden in the void, a sound like a silver bell rang in the sky.

Then a woman walked slowly out of the void, standing proudly in the wind.

This is a woman with blue hair, bright eyes and white teeth, red lips and white teeth, a slim figure, white skin as beautiful as jade, curvy and Nana, twisting her body, and amorous feelings.

Lan Yu Xiao, as the name suggests, the blue hair tied around his head shimmers and soft like silk.

The blue hair hangs quietly on Lan Yuxiao's waist, and there is a mini jade Xiao inserted above the hair, which is crystal clear, and there are slender beads in Xiaoshou.

A deep purple dragon-shaped pendant was hung on the beads. The dragon-shaped pattern was vivid, and the blue jade Xiao’s jade-like cheeks were even more white.

It is said that Lan Yuxiao is not a human race, but one of the other ancient tribes walking in human form, it may be the dragon or the phoenix.

In short, Lan Yuxiao's blood inheritance power is beyond the ordinary, it is unimaginable.

Song Qingshu's expression was indifferent, but his thoughts were messy, it was hard to imagine.

This is such a charming woman who can fight against his tempered body.

Moreover, Lan Yuxiao himself was unharmed, no matter where he looked really strong.

"As Qiu Tianyi's fellow Taoist, are you here to kill me?"

Song Qingshu frowned, his killing intent filled, and he opened his lips and shouted.

Chapter 667

When Lan Yuxiao heard Song Qingshu’s shout, he couldn't help but smile, and his mouth raised a curve: "Don’t get me wrong, although I have some affection with Qiu Tianyi, but those affections are far from enough to make me and you. As an enemy."

"No one wants to provoke a monster, neither do I."

Lan Yuxiao shrugged and shook his head as he spoke. He kept rubbing the palm of his right hand, frowning and thinking: "Now my god jade hand is cultivated to the highest level, even if it is a strong person who covers the realm of Divine Light with a palm. It is not impossible."

"But the physical body of Song Qingshu is so powerful, and it makes my hands a little bit painful, which is really unexpected."

That's it in one word.

Lan Yuxiao also dispelled the thought of smashing Song Qingshu to death with a palm deep in his heart, and smiled brightly and movingly.

One of his blue hair trembles gently like ocean waves, flowing with a great atmosphere.

The magical atmosphere of the Great Avenue quietly spread between the heavens and the universe, and everyone was astonished. They couldn't help but breathe in awe and indifference.

At this time, the aura spreading from Lan Yuxiao's body, in addition to the strong cultivation base aura, more or less the majestic oppression of the ancient race.

From then on, it is not difficult to see that the status of Lan Yuxiao's body is extremely high among the ancients, and it is just a breath of breath that makes many strong people retreat.

In this palace, in addition to the strong from all races, there are also human monks.

Perhaps the ancient powerful people didn't know how terrifying Song Qingshu was, but these powerful characters knew the strength of Song Qingshu's body.