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An ancient emperor heart sutra, enough to transform the gods to save their lives regardless of everything!

So far.

When no one was afraid to retreat, countless masters were so silent that they were getting closer and closer to Song Qingshu, as if there was a tacit understanding, they suddenly shot!

All of a sudden, the foreign race's splendid gods and secret treasures with a strong atmosphere of avenues lifted into the sky at the same time, heading towards Song Qingshu.

"I have given you a chance, I can't blame others if I don't cherish it. Today, I will kill!"

Song Qingshu snarled up to the sky, and behind his back, Tai Chi Wushuang in black and white, was stretched to the maximum in an instant.

Thousands of Taiji pictures are ups and downs. This is the strongest vision that Song Qingshu had just condensed into a melting pot.

With a light tremor, the Tai Chi diagram behind Song Qingshu directly enveloped it.

In an instant, Song Qingshu didn't touch his body, smashed all Taoism tools, without a trace of fear on his face, rushed to the enemies.

An extremely fierce battle broke out completely under Lan Yuxiao's vigorous urge.

Hundreds of alien masters, most of them are the supreme masters of the Heavenly Transformation Seven or Eight Heavens. They have also compressed the realm, and their true strength is inestimable.

Such a group of people, even if everyone only makes one move, it is still terrifying. Together, the strong of the quasi-shenguang realm must be afraid.

What's more terrifying is that among this group of people, I don't know how many killers of the god organization are hidden.

Once this class of people is shot, it is a lore, and ordinary masters in the same realm can't stop it, even if Song Qingshu can handle it, it will be somewhat difficult...

Chapter 671 Another Fierce Battle

"Even if Song Qingshu's cultivation base is so against the sky, if we make a joint move, we will surely kill him!"

"No matter how strong a person is, is he fearless in the face of group attacks? No matter how strong, there must be a limit!"

In the roar and rage, hundreds of masters around Song Qing's body suddenly shot.

Each one is an elite of all ethnic groups, and the combined strength is really scary.

Amidst the bombardment of hundreds of masters, the black and white Tai Chi behind Song Qingshu was suddenly turbulent, as if it would be pierced at any time.

This is not because Song Qingshu's black-and-white Tai Chi diagrams are not strong enough, but because there are too many people who shoot, it is extremely scary.

"How is the defensive power so shocking? It is comparable to the defense of a divine light in the first realm!"

Song Qingshu was shocked by the mighty combat power of this group of people when they shot together, but the strong Song Qingshu who attacked was even more shocked, even a little creepy.

Logically speaking, even the powerhouse of the Ninth Layer of God Transformation will be turned into dust by this group of people.

But Song Qingshu persisted, not even a drop of blood was spilled.

"How can this be? Everyone, kill him together, do your best, don't keep your hands!"

Everyone besieged and killed around Song Qing's body, and the roar of killing vibrated in Tiangang.

The black and white Tai Chi behind Song Qingshu was torn into a very inconspicuous small opening, and the light spilled in, making Song Qingshu's battle robe annihilated and a little embarrassed.

Looking at the gray shirt, Song Qingshu felt cold in his heart, and felt that a few of the strong men who besieged around him were not much weaker than the Tianwei Demon Lord.

Some people have even stepped into the realm of divine light with one foot, and are about to ignite the divine fire, shining brightly, and invincible.

"Damn it, who did the city lord invite? There are so many powerful men of the rank of Mighty Demon Lord!"

Song Qingshu mumbled in his heart while confronting the besiegers, very unhappy, but also extremely excited.

Song Qingshu has now reached the realm of the Five Heavens Transformation, and the spirit stone energy can no longer provide for its rapid growth.

Only in real battles, the insights and experience in it can make Song Qingshu rise step by step.

So this battle is a trial for Song Qingshu, or it can be called an opportunity!

Perhaps after this battle, Song Qingshu's threshold for monasticism will begin to waver, and that will be the best opportunity for Song Qingshu to improve his realm.

Boom!

Hundreds of terrifying foreign elites who besieged around Song Qingshu's body set off together, urging a whole body of cultivation to kill Song Qingshu.

The sun and the moon were all killed for a while, and the black and white Taiji behind Song Qingshu was hit hard, and several times it was almost broken.

There were even a few extremely strong rays of light that shredded the defense, directly sitting on Song Qingshu's body, tearing his battle robe to tears.

"Is it really not invaded? The evil is at its extreme."

"Everyone, blast his Taiji Tu with me! Let him lose his defense, so many people will definitely kill him!"

Among the shots, the strongest shouted, and it was obvious that Song Qingshu's Taiji Tu vision had begun to become turbulent.

The strongest guessed right, the black and white two-color Tai Chi picture behind Song Qingshu is only preliminary now.

The opposing forces of yin and yang, heaven and earth, and life and death are not perfect enough to stop the collective bombardment of so many people.

On the battlefield of chaos, Song Qingshu mainly relied on his unparalleled body and speed, dodged lightly in the thousands of laws, and did not panic.

have to say.

After entering the realm of the gods, Song Qingshu has experienced more than ten sieges, but now it is the most terrifying fierce attack he has experienced.

On such a terrifying battlefield, Song Qingshu would never use his body to force the law of the Great Dao without a last resort.

"Song Qingshu, you're hiding, you are embarrassed to be called a dark horse?"

"Do you dare to face the enemy head-on? The big deal I will let you three tricks!"

Countless rays of light passed by Song Qingshu's body, and they could not cause even a trace of harm to Song Qingshu's body.

Song Qingshu was harmless, even a little indifferent, and the caster tried his best every time he shot, a little tired.

One goes down.

Finally someone couldn't help but yell at Song Qingshu, and wanted to use agitation method to excite Song Qingshu.

I heard the irony of dozens of people.

Song Qinglai's agitated mood was completely ignited, and he roared angrily:

"It's just a bunch of clowns! It's so arrogant! Kill!"

Song Qingshu was angry, murderous, soaring into the sky, no longer deliberately avoiding the thousands of killings, and began to go shopping, opening up among the heroes, and killing all directions.

The young strong man from the Ghost Clan, silently culled from behind Song Qingshu at the moment Song Qingshu was angry, hidden in the black mist, hard to detect.

"Want to attack me? Stupid!"

Even though the strong Ghost Clan had already concealed his heartbeat and breathing, even the primordial spirit fluctuations had been obliterated, as if completely dead.

But he was still discovered by Song Qingshu for the first time, and after a joking speech, he performed a great killing technique with his palm as a blade, and then he cut it out with a hand knife.

Only heard a brush, Song Qingshu's hand knife instantly split it, and the dark blood splashed high.

"Calm down Human Race! Frozen thousands of miles!"

A woman with snow-white hair softly drinks. She is a strong person of the Ice Spirit Clan, who is born to perform ice and snow holy techniques.

With a bang, a mass of white snow waves completely submerged Song Qingshu, turning Song Qingshu into an ice sculpture, locked in the ice, unable to move.

"Good job!"

Someone looked at Song Qingshu who was frozen in the ice and exclaimed, with a smug smile on his face.

"Hurry up!"

Not waiting for other strong men to perform the next move on Song Qingshu, the Snow Girl who tried her best to seal Song Qingshu frowned and cried strangely in horror.

puff!

With a muffled sound, the holy ice block that sealed Song Qingshu burst open in an instant. Song Qingshu shook his fist to generate wind, and it was impossible for ice and snow to seal him.

After getting out, Song Qingshu's double fist power was unparalleled.

He swung his fist into afterimages, and then there was a "puff" sound.

A muffled sound meant that a strong man was blasted into a bloody mist and removed from the world.

Song Qingshu hit thirteen punches, and the strong alien fell thirteen people including Xuenu!

This shocking result made countless powerful people dumbfounded, not understanding how Song Qingshu did it.

"Everyone, come on, Qilindong is beckoning to you."

Lan Yuxiao threw out the Qilin Cave as a temptation at an appropriate time, making the masters who were a little frightened couldn't stop their hands.

"You are not afraid!"

As I didn't know who raised it to the sky and shouted angrily, then an even more fierce bombardment began.

Many people sacrificed all kinds of weapons to Song Qingshu from the horizon, and suddenly attacked and killed Song Qingshu, making Song Qingshu also feel a bit tricky, and the black and white two-color Tai Chi picture was turbulent several times.

There is no doubt that this is a fierce battle.

Chapter 672

"Everyone, let me kill this son together, the Kirin Cave Mansion is waving to all of us!"

"Take his soul and cross-examine the secret of sending troops, whether my generation of cultivators can reach the sky in one step, and there is a way for the emperor, and now it depends on this time!"

"Don't fight in close hands, kill him with remote control weapons, even if Song Qingshu is stronger, is it possible that he can be stronger than weapons?"

In chaos.

Some people were emotionally excited, and roared up to the sky like an angry lion, and then slaughtered Song Qingshu.

There are also people who are careful in thinking and know that Song Qingshu's physical strength is unparalleled, and they are unwilling to use their own shortcomings to fight their strengths, and urge Dao Dharma tools to kill Song Qingshu from a distance.

have to say.

The strong who came to Song Qingshu did not pose any threat to Song Qingshu, because Song Qingshu's body ascended to the extreme realm of God Transformation and was stronger than most of the strong.

What is really terrifying is those top powerhouses with careful thinking and their great magical instruments of different shapes.

Among the dozens of different Taoist artifacts, several even penetrated the black and white Tai Chi behind Song Qingshu, cutting off several strands of Song Qingshu's ink hair.

"Use weapons to deceive me? I don't know how to live or die! Watch me kill you clean!"

Song Qingshu roared in anger, and shouted:

"The word soldier must be the secret! The secret technique of controlling soldiers!"

So far, Song Qingshu turned the Bingzi decision to the extreme, causing all the ancient soldiers flying across the sky to reverse their attack targets.

This scene is like going backwards in time, with weird changes that are incomprehensible and unbelievable.

"what…!"

Under Song Qingshu's military decision, the screams of strong men continued to be heard around Song Qingshu's body.

Only a few screams came.

In front of the inverted supreme weapon, when even eight people died under their own weapons, everyone's head was shredded and the soul was crushed into powder.

In addition, nearly 20 people were killed by weapons that killed themselves, with broken bodies and limbs flying all over the sky, covered in blood, which was extremely painful.

Compared with the deceased being split in half, the scene of the broken body and limbs is even more terrifying.

In the painful wailing of countless people, many people couldn't help but hairy, clutching their weapons tightly, their palms were sweaty, and some even couldn't help shaking.

but.

There are always people who think highly of themselves, are fearless, and despise everything.

Even if most people are in fear of scalp numbness, they are still calm and unrestrained.

"Song Qingshu is destined to die. When we are attacked by our joint forces, it will never last long. The word soldier is definitely his last straw. I want to use this to scare me away!"

Among a group of people, some people sneered and spoke quietly in the depths of the crowd, full of disdain and full of provocation.

"This is very true! After all, Song Qingshu is just an ordinary powerhouse in the realm of transforming gods, no matter how strong it is, he can't do it himself.

The woman of the Yasha Ghost Race said with a grimace.

The Yasha woman is three feet tall, with a long face and yak-like horns.

His face was white with green scales on his arms, he looked at Song Qingshu after a few sharp laughs, and said: "I taste the blood of the human race every day. It feels very ordinary and nothing special. I don't know how the strong humans taste. , It is exciting!"