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However, the primordial villain of Song Qingshu carries on the avenue transformed by black and white Taiji, and there is also a way of breaking ten thousand ways.

In front of the gods killing all, Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain just crushed the four-sided giant cauldron in his hands, and with a bang, the gods killing all was directly smashed, and the sky passed away.

"Ding, the system prompts that an enemy is coming, aiming at the host's body, please be careful with the host!"

Just when Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain wanted to end the battle.

The system's rapid, short and powerful prompt sounded deep in Song Qingshu's mind, making Song Qingshu feel extremely dangerous.

Now Song Qingshu Yuanshen leaves the body, and the flesh becomes an empty shell, but now something has happened in the flesh, and someone wants to attack it.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain couldn't help but frowned slightly, not knowing why.

It should be noted that before killing the enemy in close quarters, Song Qingshu once called the Promise World to cover this area.

And once this technique appeared, the world would be still and all creatures would be frozen, except for Song Qingshu, almost no one could break through the shackles.

However, at this moment, someone was forcibly breaking through, trying to shred the envelope of the Promise World, approaching Song Qingshu's body.

"No one has ever climbed into the Divine Light Realm, but never thought that there is such a person here!"

"Forget it, let's kill an enemy first!"

Song Qingshu's heart sank, his brows furrowed, and he was full of dislikes.

Chapter 681

"You are physically ill! Are you still chasing after me now? Don't you think it's too unwise?"

"Don't return it yet!"

As one of the top figures, the god Saint Son can naturally notice the strangeness of the world and the abnormality of Song Qingshu's body, and shouted to Song Qingshu.

Listening to the voice of the God Son, Song Qingshu raised a sneer: "I will kill you first, and then take care of the others!"

After saying this, Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain held the Sifang giant cauldron and blasted down directly, and fell on the body of the god Saint Son with a heavy blow like a mountain.

With a bang, the entire body of the god Shengzi collapsed directly, the flesh turned into sauce, and the head exploded. In the end, only the soul escaped with half of the head.

"Huh! It's not enough to fight, but let you go first."

Song Qingshu looked at the god saint son who had rushed away, and did not pursue after a cold smile.

Now Song Qingshu's body is an empty shell and will be torn apart. Even if Song Qingshu is not reconciled, he still has to abandon everything here and return to his body.

Song Qingshu gave a long roar, and the villain Yuanshen walked in harmony, and dispersed the giant tripod in his hands, very fast.

In the Promise World, the enemy seems to be bound in this space, his movements are slow, and his perception is also reduced a lot.

Compared with the group of strong men whose speed has been much weaker, Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain is as fast as a brilliance lightning, and he rushes thousands of miles away in an instant.

Hum!

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain returned to the body with a light tremor, and as soon as he returned, he evaded the destruction of his body and avoided this move.

And it is this moment.

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen returned to his place, and the Wuji world bred by black and white Taiji shattered into ashes, and the movements of the people around him returned to normal. The various gods and weapons were as fast as lightning.

"who are you?"

Song Qingshu coldly snorted, shouting at the man who had just shot his body.

It was only now that Song Qingshu discovered that there was a nine-layer powerhouse of the God Transformation Realm who was only a moment away from igniting the divine fire lurking here.

Moreover, he has never made a move, and now, when Lei Ting made a move, he almost destroyed Song Qingshu's fleshy shell.

Song Qingshu's thoughts were swept out and found that the strong man who suddenly shot was just a guinea pig, little-known, from a small family.

It is said that there are three thousand foreign races, and the strong clan is like a cloud, but not all masters are from the royal clan.

For example, this little-known guinea pig powerhouse is like a human monk.

No one knows, among the three thousand alien races in the world, which tribes will finally have extraordinary masters.

The journey of monasticism is so wonderful.

No one knows, who can laugh at the end, maybe this guinea pig who takes one step of the magical light can dominate countless worlds in the future.

No one can say how far, vast, and spectacular the road in the future is.

"You are strong, but you come from a small clan but you can have today's cultivation base. It seems that you are also a hardworking genius."

"What, do you want to join forces with me?"

Song Qingshu didn't care about the guinea pig's shots, but kindly invited him, wanting to draw him to his camp.

Song Qingshu never talked about heroes based on his birth. You know, some great emperors were born in small clans.

On the difficult battlefield, he fought step by step, and finally proved the Dao, was recognized by the heaven and the earth, and achieved the imperial power.

"Not interested in!"

The strong guinea pig shook his head, but the consequences were invisible.

Just now this person had no results with a single blow, so he no longer entangled, escaped into the crowd, unwilling to make another move, unwilling to join Song Qingshu's camp.

Maybe the guinea pig hasn't realized it yet.

Now his three words will cause endless regrets for his monastic career.

Maybe in a few years, in the unknown small world, Song Qingshu's reputation will be sung in the name of the emperor.

And this strong man of the guinea pig clan can only repent from the beginning amidst endless remorse, and finally feel depressed all day long. It is difficult to make a big thing by drinking alcohol.

Sometimes this is the case. Opportunities are fleeting, and no matter how careful you are, you can’t take care of everything.

Song Qingshu looked at the strong guinea pig who walked away, smiled coldly, and didn't take it to heart.

He was given a chance to follow, and since the guinea pig didn't care, he didn't need to care about saying more, no longer.

Now for Song Qingshu, the immediate task is to survive this killing.

Except for the top masters of Guinea Pigs, there is still such a group of people, each of them is the supreme powerhouse in the same rank.

If someone can really kill them all, it is undoubtedly a mythical existence.

"Go together! Give me Song Qingshu to death!"

"I don't believe in this evil anymore. Is Song Qingshu really so powerful? You can't even kill him with a hundred enemies?"

Lan Yuxiao was furious, and slapped the jade made of beautiful jade behind her into fly ash powder with a palm. She could no longer bear the anger in her heart and tore her face directly, shouting at the top masters who were besieging Song Qing's body. .

Even if Song Qingshu was stronger, Lan Yuxiao was unwilling to believe that he could kill a hundred elite kings of this level with one.

"Princess Lan Yuxiao is right! No matter how strong this Song Qingshu is, is it possible to get out of me while I wait for the siege?"

"Kill him! The blood of such a powerful human race must be delicious, hahaha, if my blood demon can drink such blood, my strength will surely rise to the next level!"

"Song Qingshu, let's catch it!"

Hundreds of elite alien kings who besieged around Song Qingshu roared, and then they rushed towards Song Qingshu.

The weaker among the strong aliens have been eliminated, and now only the strong among the strong aliens can stand in front of Song Qing's writing.

The war is now near the end, it is the cruelest and most terrifying time period!

"Just because you want to kill me? You don't think you are too weak!"

Song Qingshu sneered when he heard the words, and laughed, Song Qingshu was full of light, exhibiting visions with his supreme strength.

With a bang, the black and white Tai Chi picture, thousands of green lotus in the void, the Supreme Immortal King ascended for nine days, and the vast mountains and rivers were waiting behind Song Qingshu, forming one piece.

The black and white Tai Chi picture is not complete and still lacks.

However, the superposition of so many visions made it glow like a vast ocean of smoke in a very short moment.

The immeasurable light gave birth to immeasurable Taoism divine power, divine power hovering over Song Qingshu's body, giving it infinite power!

"Purification!"

Song Qingshu flicked his long sleeves, and the immeasurable light from his body shot out, and for a while, there were screams after another.

The 18 people who were closest to Song Qingshu and threatened to drink the blood of Song Qingshu suffered from this kind of light, and all of them became feathered and turned into a rain of light for a while, and they fell.

Chapter 682

"Kill Dao Shenguang? This is not the supreme killing method mastered by the powerhouse of Shenguang realm? How could Song Qingshu also do it?"

"Could it be possible that he has been preserving his strength, and he is actually an old ghost in the realm of divine light?"

"No! It's impossible! Even the old ghosts of the Divine Light Realm, but they should die now, how can they be surrounded and not die!"

Looking at Song Qingshu's thunder means now appearing.

The foreign powerhouse who had planned to kill Song Qingshu came to a halt, staring at each other, wondering what happened to Song Qingshu.

At the moment when the foreigner was hesitating, Song Qingshu was full of blood and breath!

Immediately, Song Qingshu roared in a low voice, and then rushed past the sky, breaking out into the depths of the crowd.

He actually took the initiative to launch an attack on hundreds of powerful aliens, it can be said that no one has reached the extreme.

"hateful!"

"Don't even put me in your eyes? Kill him!"

Looking at Song Qingshu, hundreds of powerful foreigners not only didn't escape, but instead looked at this scene of chasing him, one by one roared like an angry lion.

"boom!"

In the process when Song Qingshu took the initiative to culminate in the depths of the crowd, there was an immeasurable path between the heaven and the earth, and it was overwhelming!

Lan Yuxiao looked at the overwhelming laws with joy in his eyes.

Watching this scene, the lord of the first city pass quietly dropped a drop of cold sweat in his palm, quite nervous.

Even if it is a master of Shenguang, who has withstood so many heavy blows, there can only be one result, and that is death!

So, how can you Song Qingshu?

Under the killing of the law of the sky, the black and white Tai Chi picture behind Song Qingshu suddenly shattered, and the rest of the vision was hit hard.

The immortal king who came to the nine days fell among thousands of brilliance, and blood splashed into the sky.

The golden lotus blossoms overgrown in the sky withered and shattered, and the petals were all over the sky.

The vast expanse of green mountains and blue sea suddenly shattered, landslides and tsunami, the world turned upside down.

Under the bombardment of the overwhelming laws, Song Qingshu was physically intact, but the vision behind him suddenly collapsed.

"Purification!"

When the vision was on the verge of extinction, Song Qingshu still waved his sleeves indifferently, spilling out a handful of Dao Guanghua, smashing into hundreds of alien races.

Puff!

The sound of flesh and blood melted in Guanghuazhi.

In a blink of an eye, seven or eight people were involved, and they dimmed in Tianyu along with Song Qingshu's vision.

For a time, it was bloody and bloody, and the bones became ashes, all of them died tragically in the high sky, and the blood was raining.

"His vision disappeared! Kill!"

Seeing Song Qingshu's body protection vision dissipated, the group of people who had surrounded Song Qingshu's body couldn't help but roar with joy, and then killed him even more excitedly.

"clang!"

Song Qingshu summoned the ancient and simple clock with the word soldier, and knocked on the wall of the clock, causing it to vibrate leisurely, ripples spread, and the void was broken.

There was only a light trembling, but it contained Dao Yin killing method, shaking dozens of foreign masters like dumplings to the ground.

On the top of Song Qingshu's head, a large quartet cauldron appeared, and there was hot molten slurry falling down from the cauldron.

Holding a black halberd in his hand, the whole person continued to rush towards the outside world like an ancient god of war.

at this moment.

Except for sheer strength, everything is false.