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The two divine light powerhouses who could only threaten Song Qingshu turned around and left without hesitation, knowing that they could not defeat Song Qingshu.

So far, only half a day has passed since the third day of the treasure hunt.

After about three quarters of an hour after the god light strongman left, the whole alien strongman of the second god pass was a sensation.

The prince of the god rhinoceros has a superb position among the alien race, and death in this life is an unbearable pain for the alien race: "Even if it is not for the heaven and earth, and for our alien race, Song Qingshu must die!"

Chapter 707

"The prince of the rhinoceros is the hope of my generation of foreign races to conquer the human race, and now that he is dead, human forces must participate in this!"

"What is said is that since the despicable human race has taken action against our prince, then we will also tear up this thriving Song Qingshu!"

"Even if it is not for the sake of heaven and earth, and for the future of our three thousand alien races, Song Qingshu must die!"

"revenge!"

I don't know who is yelling in the army of alien races, and then the entire alien race of the Second God Pass is temporarily united.

The strong people of light came out one after another and began to encircle Song Qingshu.

This is a bloody battle involving the entire second divine pass, and the contradiction between the human race and the alien race reached its peak for a time.

If it weren't for the city lord and hundreds of soldiers to suppress the restlessness of the alien race in time, maybe the second divine pass would turn into a battlefield between races.

At that time, Dengxian will no longer be peaceful all the way, completely turning into a bloody road, no matter who it is, no one can escape death in the end.

Under the admonition of the city lord.

The hatred of the three thousand alien races towards the human race only now dropped a little, but their revenge strategy against Song Qingshu was still unswerving, no matter who would persuade them, there was no wavering.

In an environment where all the foreign races conquered together, Song Qingshu fought millions of li all the way, once again from the northernmost end of the second Shenguan to the southernmost end.

There were countless battles along the way, which took a very long time, directly from noon to the moon on the sky.

Song Qingshu didn't know how many people had been killed along the way, but his dark gold spear was as scarlet as a blood stick at the end, and it smelled like a blood stick.

Killing all the way, Song Qingshu has defeated countless alien races, and each alien race has demonstrated different means.

Among them, the principles of Tao are complex, and the laws are so wonderful that even the Song Qingshu that melts all the laws into one can not understand it.

In the half-day of fighting all the way, Song Qingshu broke through the sixth heaven of God Huashen several times and entered the seventh heaven of God Huashen.

But every time he was suppressed by Song Qingshu, there was no real breakthrough.

In the end, 13 strong aliens from different races came out. Song Qingshu was unwilling to confront the enemy, so he temporarily retreated. Otherwise, the dead alien strong must be doubled!

Song Qingshu sneaked into the ground, but never thought that there were also strong foreigners in ambush.

"Even here, how much do you miss me to die!"

Song Qingshu looked at the foreign powerhouse like a group of ants flying in the depths of the earth, his heart sank, his anger rose, and he roared.

"Kill the prince of my clan, this hatred is not shared, Song Qingshu, pay your life!"

In the end, Song Qingshu still showed the earth-shattering cultivation base, smashing the heads of nearly a hundred strong foreign races underground, and directly annihilated the soul, making his Dao disappear.

It was just this underground battle that Song Qingshu felt that the alien dao from it was too complicated, and could no longer suppress the realm, and could only allow it to break through.

that's it.

In the bloody battle, Song Qingshu entered the realm of the Seventh Heaven of Transformation, and ascended to the sky in one step, directly ascending to the peak of the Seventh Heaven, only a short distance away from breaking into the Eighth Heaven.

"The system helps me suppress the realm back to the sixth heaven. Every step I take must lay the foundation. If it is a hurried step, how should I take the road behind it?"

Song Qingshu wanted to lay an extremely strong foundation in the Transcendent God Realm, so that he could go further in the Divine Light and even the True God Realm.

What true practice requires is accumulation, not one step.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is compressing the host realm, and the compression progress is 10%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is compressing the host realm. The compression progress is 20%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is compressing the host realm, and the compression progress is 30%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

...

"Ding, the system prompts that it is compressing the host realm, and the compression progress is 60%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the compression of the realm has failed. The host realm is already very solid and cannot be compressed again."

Just when Song Qingshu waited for the state to return to the Sixth Heaven, the system's error sound made Song Qingshu couldn't help smiling.

It turned out that before not knowing it, Song Qingshu always suppressed the realm intentionally or unconsciously.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qingshu has taken every step very practically, and his realm is as steady as iron, without even a hint of impetuousness.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, feeling the majestic strength of his whole body, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and he murmured with a smile: "Divine Light Realm... just around the corner!"

Just when Song Qingshu was satisfied with his realm.

The siege of the alien army encircled Song Qingshu again, and nearly 800 strong aliens came to Song Qingshu.

This is almost the entire number of foreign powerhouses in the Second Divine Pass.

"Compared to the natural avenue, bathing in blood can make me soar and start war!"

In this battle, Song Qingshu waved his dark gold spear horizontally, the spear shot out, and the spear trembled.

It was late at night on the third day of the Treasure Hunt, and the remaining time was extremely short, and no matter how many people came, there was no time to prepare for the killing array.

Everything was just said to be a hurried battle, and after such a battle, Song Qingshu not only did not die, but slaughtered two hundred powerful aliens.

Song Qingshu's spear stabbed out, directly nailing the heads of two alien races, and swinging the spear to the enemy.

Those two heads were also dancing, and this scene smashed the hearts of many strong men.

Just by relying on such a hurried battle, Song Qingshu has established a fierce reputation in the hearts of foreign powerhouses.

In the end, whether it was the original inhabitants of the Second Divine Pass or the immortal climbers, could it be that they talked about Song's disguise and avoided them for fear of annoying this killing god.

At this time, if Qiu Tianyi is said to be the legend of the first god pass, then Song Qingshu can really be called the nightmare of the second god pass.

Moreover, this nightmare has been circulated in the Second Divine Pass for thousands of years. Even if Song Qingshu is no longer here after a thousand years, some people can't help but sigh: "The battle for the treasure a thousand years ago is better than the hero of the first pass. The battlefield is even more terrible, bloody and stray, and a thousand dead bodies."

"The alien race has been beaten and has no temper, and the human races have avoided..."

How the descendants after a thousand years commented on Song Qingshu's invincible time, Song Qingshu naturally did not know.

The only thing he could know was that in the middle of the night on the third day of the Treasure Hunt, he finally gained a moment of peace.

The army of foreign races was beaten to pieces, those in the Divine Light Realm did not dare to be an enemy, and those who transformed the Divine Realm wept bitterly and fled.

In the middle of the night, every time Song Qingshu visits any place in the Second Divine Pass, it will cause a burst of great fear. The powers retreat and the original inhabitants avoid it.

Among the immortal climbers, except for the few people such as the monk of wine and meat, the fairy, the blood knife Yu Wenyu and a few people, I am afraid that no one would dare to fight Song Qingshu.

Chapter 708

In the middle of the night on the third day of the Treasure Hunt, there was less than three quarters of an hour before dawn.

At this time, the night is the heaviest, and the moon is dim, and the gods are slightly silent.

The breeze was blowing from time to time, and a few drops of rain broke the breeze and sprinkled on the street, bringing a little coolness to the autumn scenery of the Second Shenguan.

The drizzle continued, but it could not wash away the stench of blood on the countless long streets of the Second God Pass.

Nor could he wet the clothes of the man standing on Shenguan South Street with a gun.

...

Song Qingshu was independent with a gun, and his face was cold, waiting for Chen Xi to wake up the second god from the silent night.

When the first rays of morning light shattered the sky, Song Qingshu's treasure hunt will come to an end, and all three days of hard work will be drawn to a perfect end.

In the past three days, Song Qingshu has been fighting very hard. Although he has never bleed and wounded, he has long been numb, and the tiger's mouth is about to grow up.

In the past three days, Song Qingshu really gained his reputation in the Second God Pass.

The original inhabitants of the Second Shenguan passed word of mouth that Song Qingshu was the rebirth of the devil, the strong aliens retreated, and the monks of the human race trembled.

In the scene of the war, Song Qingshu used a spear in his hand to kill the Quartet and spent a bloody time.

His dark golden spear became a blood stick, and he also became a god of death who reaped the lives of others.

Song Qingshu stood with a gun, killing countless enemies, but he came from a pile of dead people, struggling between countless lives and deaths.

Today Song Qingshu is not angry and prestigious, just standing there, the killing intent revealed from his body is as shocking as a mountain of blood in Shura.

Obviously it was the last period of the treasure hunt, and this time should be a wonderful opportunity for many powerful men to come and kill Song Qingshu.

But it is at this moment.

Song Qingshu calmed down for a rare moment, and no monk with eyesight dared to fight with him.

The entire Second God Pass was quiet, as if the treasure hunt had ended early.

"when……"

The bell sounded long, and the simple and simple bell on the city lord’s mansion rang. The bell sounded extremely harsh in such a silent late night, rang out a great distance, and resounded through the entire Second God Pass.

"Two quarters later, the treasure hunt is over."

The city lord's voice was low and extremely majestic and powerful.

Listening to the city lord's reminder, Song Qingshu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that the bloody battle of three days is about to come to an end for the time being.

As Song Qingshu relaxed, the whole Second God sighed about the quiet place.

Once the three-day battle for the treasure ends, it means that everyone's opportunity to compete for the source of heaven and earth will end.

However, after the sigh, the entire Second Divine Pass seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Under the moonlight, the entire second Shenguan turned into a bloody battlefield.

Countless people competed for the source of Qi from heaven and earth regardless of the cost of their lives, and now they are all turned into a pile of bones.

Such a sight is embarrassing, it has been like a nightmare for three days, and it is not easy to survive.

Even if there are regrets and unwillingnesses, no one wants to seize the authentic source of energy that day.

"There is a quarter of the number of immortal climbers in the entire Second God Pass. This Song Qingshu is too powerful..."

"Fortunately, the treasure hunt is finally coming to an end, and a seemingly meaningless killing scene can finally come to an end."

Commander Baihu and Commander Qinglong sat beside the wine shop on the street, commenting on drizzling while eating thick tea.

From the commander of Guanzhong to the ordinary climber.

At this time, everyone thought that the battle for the treasure was finally over, and calm would be restored after two quarters of the second pass.

In these two quarters of an hour there will be calm, and nothing will happen again...

However, only Song Qingshu knew about the whole situation. During these two quarters of an hour, there would be dangers that he could not imagine.

Song Qingshu has his hands behind his back, the treasure of the flesh is opened, the six senses are psychic, and the primordial villain can almost explore the future.

In the eyes of Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain, there are still things that Song Qingshu didn't understand!

There is not much time left for Song Qingshu, two quarters of an hour is too short, and the adversary is likely to attack Song Qingshu at any time.

Although the system functions have been optimized for countless times, the future is too mysterious, even if the system takes a long time to detect a general idea.

As for the enemy, it is very likely that Song Qingshu will be caught off guard at the moment when Song Qingshu is slack.

"It should be shot, but the people who haven't shot for a long time are probably the only group of Liu Yunxiao."

"Hope, you guys can bring me a little fun. Killing so many people makes me numb."

Song Qingshu put out his right hand and drew out the dark gold spear that was deeply inserted into the ground, and the tortoise crack spread out here.

He ran across the South Street.

Seems invincible under the bright moon.

...

"Liu Yunxiao, we just lost the essence of Daoyuan in the previous days, but Song Qingshu was discovered that day with the source of heaven and earth, and there must be articles in it!"