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When this happened, Song Qingshu believed that there was absolutely no one who could escape!

"Song Qingshu, don't pretend to be a god, do you think you can trap us by putting an unknown pattern on it?"

"I've never seen this before, and I can only imagine it!"

Sikong, the descendant of Yaochi, said indifferently when he saw the voice transmission.

Yaochi is a master of formations, and Sikongjian, who has inherited most of the inheritance of Yaochi Holy Land, can be described as a master of formations.

"You can try."

Song Qingshu sneered. He didn't have the ultimate move to activate the formation, but quietly looked at the people trapped in the formation.

"Friend Sikong, Guizong is a great formation, how can he be looked down upon?"

"That's right! Fellow Sikong, you go to break his formation and give us a bad breath!"

Just when Sikong saw that he was hesitant, countless strong people spoke out, encouraging Sikong to try the depth of Song Qingshu's formation.

Song Qingshu looked at the eager Sikong See, jokingly said:

"Stupid people."

Chapter 742

"If you have the courage, try it."

Song Qingshu looked at the eagerly eager, arrogant Si Kong saw, a joking smile was raised on his mouth, and his lips opened.

"Try and try, is it possible that I will be afraid of you?"

"Everyone, my Jade Lake is the first Fa sect in the world. When I break through his ancient formation, I will kill him!"

Seeing the yelling words, Sikong immediately jumped away, breaking out of the circle.

Seeing that Sikong came from Yaochi and was the next generation heir to Yaochi, he didn't know how terribly powerful he was, and he had already entered the threshold of the master of formation.

"Nine Heavens Flower Fairy Formation!"

"Blue Dragon and White Tiger Formation!"

"Changxian descends the demon formation!"

"Tiandi Lanzhou Array!"

...

Sikong saw the dancing slender ten fingers, the ten fingers moving like flowers, trembling lightly in the wind, like catkins blown by the wind, seeming to sway randomly, but naturally.

Sikong saw that as soon as he pointed out that a large formation was born, all his fingers moved and he called out ten gods and miraculous ancient formations in one breath.

"Oneness!"

He clasped his hands together, screamed, and controlled the integration of the ten magical ancient formations, and the splendid visions suddenly appeared.

There was a flood of flowers and rain slowly falling, the blue dragon and white tiger broke through the sky, the nine gods descended to the world, and an orchid bloomed in the sky and earth!

"Very strong!"

The one who is strong in light speaks succinctly, without much comment, but it is already obvious how powerful this ten formation unity is.

"Now you kneel on your knees and beg for mercy, and you think it's not as good as it is, you still have time!"

Seeing that, Sikong sneered coldly, and looked at Song Qingshu outside the formation.

"Without further ado."

Song Qingshu yelled, with an indifferent expression, and didn't pay attention to the formation that Sikong saw with him.

Hear the words.

Seeing his face sinking, Sikong cursed:

"Things that live and die!"

After saying this, Sikong saw the Dao robe shake, manipulating all kinds of ancient anomalies, the magical ancient formation blasted towards Song Qingshu.

"Roar!"

An immortal king drove a white tiger and a blue dragon to kill Song Qingshu in the sea of ​​flowers. The chaotic aura lingered on it, and the laws of the great road were ups and downs, which was extremely terrifying.

"You are also called formation? Get out!"

Song Qingshu looked at the shining brilliance of the ten magic formations, and smiled coldly, then urged his magic formations to kill the mind and attacked the fairy king.

puff!

There was a muffled noise.

The mighty fairy king died instantly, the white tiger's hair withered, the green dragon's horns were broken, the sky was contaminated by the rain, and the orchids blooming in the sky turned to dust!

"puff!"

The law formation was broken, and Sikong's knowledge of the sea suddenly became cloudy, the Yuanshen villain shattered half of his body, vomited a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was crumbling.

"You..., it's impossible..."

Seeing that Sikong stretched out his right index finger and pointed at Song Qingshu, he couldn't believe that he had shattered his magic circle to the present level with just a word.

Song Qingshu didn't say a word, but looked at Sikong and saw it coldly like Shura.

"Ha!"

In Song Qingshu's formation, a green light bred out of nothingness and turned into a thunder to see Sikong.

After a soft sound, an unusually scorching smell puffed his nose, and Sikong saw white smoke coming out of his body, his flesh and blood and internal organs were shaking, and his facial features were twisted.

"boom."

Sikong Jian, who held out his index finger, fell straight down while maintaining this posture. His flesh and blood were completely burnt, and he was chopped to death by a cyan killing thought, and his thought turned into flying ashes.

"Sikong is dead..."

"The Young Sect Master, who is a great sect, was killed by the formation. This is really..."

Looking at the index finger that Sikong Jian pointed out to the sky on the ground, many people inhaled air-conditioning, even if many half-step Divine Light Realm powerhouse figures changed their colors.

Just now Sikong saw that they had been pushed out to test, but in the end he was killed in one blow, and he couldn't even probe the depth of Song Qingshu's formation.

A strong man who deserves to be famous all over the world has become history and tribulation, it is sigh...

Standing under the dark night sky, Song Qingshu raised a very cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't say anything, just glanced at everyone peacefully.

Except for the few existences who showed their true colors as Sikong saw, none of the people present was true.

The people who came to win the world and the two emperor scriptures have used various means to cover up their original appearances. There are dazzling figures, immortal climbers, god killers, and even the original residents!

"You have a lot of people here. It seems that my residence in the Second God Pass tonight is the most lively."

"I don't know. So far, what else do you want to say?"

Song Qingshu smiled powerfully outside the circle, with his hands behind his back, he wanted to ask some questions that he wanted to ask a long time ago.

"Hurry up and let me go! The name Song, if you dare to offend me, there will be no place for you in the Second God Pass!"

A strong divine light who lit the red divine fire yelled, he did not realize the danger at all, and did not know that this was a perfect formation pattern of the pseudo-emperor level.

"But I ignited the lowest level of sacred fire, so trash guys dare to threaten me? Go to death!"

Song Qingshu spoke indifferently, and the perfect killing array started to run with his fingers.

"Hey!"

A red glow in the sky is in full bloom, splendid like fireworks, extremely beautiful and moving.

But there was a murderous intent in that beauty that was conceived like ice, and it was sealed for more than 30,000 miles, and the coldness directly covered the old man.

"what……"

The old man who ignited the scarlet sacred fire screamed, and was turned into a pool of pus and blood by the red glow on the spot. The sacred fire on his head was extinguished, and the beheaded man died.

Watching this scene, many of the originally incomparable divine light powerhouses changed their expressions, fearful, for fear that the next person would die.

Everyone trapped in the magic circle felt chills in their hearts, looking at each other, and the atmosphere was extremely dull for a while.

Such a mysterious formation pattern that can cut the power of the gods, if activated, there will be a catastrophe here.

"Song Qingshu, I will spare your life for a while, and when the time is right, I will definitely have another battle!"

After a few conceited experts with profound knowledge of the magic circle, after abandoning such a scene, dozens of people carved a magic circle and worked together to tear open the void passage.

I want to escape.

"It's okay to let you go, but why should you say more?"

Song Qingshu shook his head and said indifferently.

After that, Song Qingshu frowned slightly, controlling a wave of killing thoughts in the circle.

"puff!"

With a soft sound, the lines carved by dozens of conceited masters burst like bubbles.

At the same time, there were nearly a hundred blood-colored thunder and lightning intertwined, smashing and killing these dozens of people.

"boom!"

Red thunders and five thunders roared to the top. The dozens of people smoked all over, their clothes turned into fly ash, and their bones turned into coke.

Their bodies were cracked and scorched, the blood-colored electric glow pierced through their sea of ​​consciousness, and the primordial spirit cracked with one blow.

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"Song Qingshu, let you go for the rest of your life this time, we have met in mountains and rivers!"

Dozens of masters who were conceited on the way of the formation thrown off such a sentence, and then they laid down their own rules, trying to tear the void and flee.

"If you don't talk so much nonsense, maybe I can spare your life!"

Song Qingshu sneered, frowned slightly, and moved a ray of breath in the circle to kill the dozens of masters.

"boom!"

Amid the roar, a hundred feet of red thunder blasted towards him.

These dozens of masters who set up their own formations to tear apart the void were all hit and suffered the terrible disaster of five thunders.

Puff chick...

The electric glow was lingering around his body, white smoke rose up, their robes were all turned into fly ash, their bodies were charred, their bones shattered, and their skulls were cracked.

Just a thunderbolt caused these dozens of top masters to shatter the chaos, and the soul villain was shattered together.

In a flash.

All of those dozens of people died, they were all the strongest masters of the Jing Channel Pattern, but now even one person has not survived, becoming the second batch of victims.

"What kind of formation is this, how can it be so terrible?"

"Is it possible that this is a real god's avenue array? Otherwise, how could it be possible to have such a power, killing the strong of God is like slaughtering a chicken."

Seeing more and more people dying, no one was able to calm down, and fear finally appeared in people's hearts.

There were no fewer than a thousand people present, and now so many people came together, but they were all trapped here by Song Qingshu's formation.

If all these thousands of people were killed by Song Qingshu's formation, then this would be a big slaughter that could not be ignored. Thinking about it would make people chill.

"The surname is Song! If you have a seed, you will come in and we will single out!"

"If I win you, let me go! I don't want to die here."

An unknown immortal climber pointed at Song Qingshu's nose and yelled at him. Under the shadow of the horror of the formation, he had already lost his mind, and just wanted to survive and ignore the others.

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently when he heard the words, then stepped into the formation and glanced at the immortal climber: "You have lost."

The immortal climber hadn't reacted before he found that the flesh and soul of his body had begun to disintegrate, turned into flying sand, and drifted away.

One person was dead at a glance.