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"It deserves to be the cursed blood arrow specially used by the True God powerhouse to kill the enemy in the secret law formation pattern. It is endless, and even the pseudo-emperor formation pattern cannot be wiped out."

"when!"

The bloody arrow dashed like a dragon, and even though it was suppressed by the Baichuan in the giant cauldron, it continued to stab at the wall of the giant cauldron in all directions. If it were not strong enough, it would have been worn.

"clang!"

"clang……"

The strength of the blood arrow is extremely large, and every attack is almost like pushing the sun, the moon and the stars, and several times it directly smashes the Cauldron into flight.

Song Qingshu let out a cold snort, and broke the ancient curse wrapped in blood arrows with a single thought, and then used the word soldier to suppress it.

Song Qingshu didn't know who released the blood arrow, but the material of the blood arrow is extremely rare, and even the true gods can't get it out.

The divinely strong person here is already rich and powerful.

"Smash!"

Song Qingshu shouted violently.

"puff!"

After a soft sound, this blood arrow turned into ashes and was wiped out by Song Qingshu.

"The last hope seems to be over."

Song Qingshu sneered and looked at the poor people trapped in the formation.

Chapter 745

The blood arrow shot at Song Qingshu was a forbidden weapon, not a common magic weapon.

The so-called refers to weapons that can only be used a few times. Although they are powerful, they cannot be used for a long time.

"Huh, after all, it is just a very crude forbidden device imitation, dare you show it off?"

"Let me just say, there is no real god powerhouse in the second god level, how can there be a curse blood arrow dedicated to the real god realm to be passed down?"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, and the four-sided giant cauldron faintly suspended on the top, the regular chains hanging down like catkins, covering Song Qingshu's figure.

"This should be your last hope? I'm sorry, that's it."

Song Qingshu stepped out of the sky with the big quartet, looking at the other people trapped in the formation like a god, with unparalleled power.

Seeing that no one spoke, Song Qingshu completely relieved his heart and urged the formation, intending to kill this group of people in an instant.

"Hey!"

At this moment, another blood beam between Tianyu shot towards Song Qingshu, and for a while, there was a burst of wind and thunder, murderous, and shot towards Song Qingshu's throat.

This is another bloody arrow, and Song Qingshu will be killed by one blow!

"It turned out to be you, damn monk!"

Song Qingshu was interrupted for the second time to seduce the formation, frowned, and shouted in a deep voice thinking about the formation.

It turned out that the bow archer was a Taoist incarnation of a wine and meat monk. He didn't know what the origin of the wine and meat monk was. There were seven or eight blood arrows.

Nowadays, the Taoist priest incarnation of the wine and meat monk has already put down the whisk, his eyes are cold as snow, he draws his bow, and then pulls the bow and plucks the strings.

In the blink of an eye, several blood-red arrow feathers in the quiver all shot towards the head of Song Qingshu, killing intent to the sky.

"Monk! You are quite rich, but your blood arrows are just crude forbidden imitations, and they are not effective in front of me!"

Song Qingshu joked, yelled, and stopped talking. Song Qingshu's mind was automatic and aroused the supreme energy in the formation.

"boom!"

A giant dragon shaped like heaven and earth vitality rises into the sky, piercing through the nine heavens.

The giant dragon is a condensed existence of murderous aura. At this moment, the perfect formation pattern of the pseudo-emperor level finally reveals its terrifying side.

"go with."

Song Qingshu gently pointed his finger, and controlled the dragon's breath in the formation to blast towards the immortal climbers.

"what……!"

As the dragon entered the formation, a harsh scream came immediately, and dozens of cultivators died out among the lightning and flint.

Without exception, they were all crushed by the dragon-shaped slaying air in the formation, leaving nothing from the flesh to the soul.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The sound of metal crushing came from the sky, and the blood arrows shot by the wine and meat monk bent bow all turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

"hateful!"

The Taoist priest in the incarnation of the wine and meat monk screamed, then turned directly, planning to hide in the crowd, so as not to convene Song Qingshu's liquidation.

"Stop Lao Tzu!"

Song Qingshu pointed to the wine and meat monk, speaking like a god, and his words were decisive and affirmative, beyond doubt!

Following Song Qingshu's words, the night sky couldn't help but shake for a while, and the avenue lines appeared in the pseudo-emperor formation.

Swipe it.

Countless formation patterns entangled the wine and meat monk like spirit snakes, restraining it, and could no longer move in the killing formation.

When Song Qingshu confronted the wine and meat monk, the other people in the formation, whether it was the strong or the transforming god, were desperately attacking.

Thunder bursts out of the array, and the vast kills shot out, many people turned into blood and died on the spot.

But the formation was also trembling, and the life-death impact of this group of the most powerful people still caused some damage to the formation.

"brush!"

Song Qingshu turned into a stream of light and rushed over, and collected the red longbow in the hands of the wine and meat monk and the few remaining blood arrows.

"Untie the formation, or I will kill you!"

"Hey!"

Beside the monk of wine and meat, five strong men who lighted the sacred fire suddenly appeared. After a word of curse, they attacked Song Qingshu Thunder, and wanted to use this opportunity to destroy him.

"Try it and see who killed who."

Song Qingshu didn't bother to turn his body, turned his back to these powerful men, and said with a cold smile.

"Zhengzheng...!"

For a time, ten thousand swords cried together.

In the false emperor's formation, there are thousands of rays of light transformed into thousands of sword lights, and they hit the four and five masters who ignited the fire.

"what……"

One of the strong men was unable to dodge, and turned into a sieve on the spot, and everything from the sea of ​​consciousness to the soul was crushed.

The skull was pierced in an instant with as many as thousands of swords, it can be said that the body and spirit are destroyed, and it instantly becomes bloody.

"go with!"

Killing a major enemy, Song Qingshu Gujing is not waved, his expression is still calm and calm, his left hand shows a sword style, manipulating the sword light raging.

After shuddering for a while.

"what……"

Two more divine light powerhouses howled in pain. In an instant, thousands of sword lights pierced their hearts and lungs, and they died violently.

The sacred fire is extinguished, the primordial spirit withers, and a generation of myths ends here and no longer exists.

"brush."

After Song Qingshu took the bow and arrow of the wine and meat monk, he retreated, as if entering a man's land in the formation surrounded by the laws of the great road, nothing can stop him.

Then Song Qingshu bowed his bow to shoot out the bloody arrow in the quiver, the blood flashed, and flew out like a dragon.

"puff!"

The fourth strong man who ignited the sacred fire was almost wiped out by the ten thousand swords of the pseudo-emperor's formation. Now Song Qingshu shot him in the center of his eyebrows, and he shouted on the spot, turning into a bloody mist.

"Don't worry, now is your turn!"

Song Qingshu took the arrow, bent the bow, and moved smoothly and smoothly.

"Monster! You are a monster!"

The last dying divine light powerhouse screamed, and just as he soared up into the sky with all his strength, a blood glow in Song Qingshu's hand landed on his head.

There was a soft sound.

Song Qingshu's arrow directly penetrated his Tianling Gai, his body and spirit were destroyed, and those who died could not die again.

As the Heavenly Spirit Cap shattered, the strong man instantly turned into mud, and when he was killed he could not even make a scream.

Seeing such a scene, everyone present couldn't help being terrified to the extreme.

The strong man who ignited the sacred fire can be described as one of the most important figures in the second sacred pass, and now there are five great figures who have been killed instantly.

How does this make them not afraid?

I don’t know who screamed first, and then everyone shouted: "I don’t want to die, ah, I don’t want to die!"

"Rush out, we must rush out! No matter how powerful the formation is, we will definitely be able to get out!"

The crowd flocked, trying to build a passage with a pile of corpses.

Chapter 746: Destined to Die

"Om!"

Song Qingshu drew the bow and shot, the blood arrow turned into an afterimage and passed by the sky in a flash, penetrating the head of the last strong divine light.

So there was deathly silence left here.

There is a terrifying breath spreading here, and everyone is in danger. Those who are not determined have already trembling legs and dry tongue.

"No, I can't die here! I definitely have to get out alive, I can't die!"

"Rush out, I have to do it later!"

After a brief period of panic, the maimed flocked together, hoping to make a living with a pile of corpses.

"Damn Song Qingshu, dare to lay out this array to calculate me and wait. As long as I can survive, I must kill him a hundred times!"

"Yes! Wait for me, Song Qingshu, I hate him forever, I will definitely cut him off!"

At such a critical juncture, there are still some people who haven't figured out the situation, secretly and ruthlessly, uttering wild words.

"Don't worry, none of you can get out alive, trust me."

Song Qingshu has six senses and psychics, with clear ears and clear eyes, his eyes can be seen for thousands of miles, and his ears can hear thousands of sounds. He has long heard such cruel words.

Immediately, Song Qingshu threw out such a sentence, his words were slightly flat, but they were firm, with a certainty that could not be changed.

"Boom!"

With Song Qingshu's words, the perfect formation of the pseudo-emperor level lit up with great brilliance and dazzling.

The vitality between the world and the earth is like a big grinding wheel spinning, cruelly crushing lives, blood and light continue to rush, and people are crushed into meat sauce one after another.

The screams are endless, and this place has now turned into a hell of Shura, making the scalp numb.

Although this formation is only a pseudo-emperor-level formation, and it is not a very powerful type, it already possesses the mighty power to kill all the creatures in the world.

Once trapped, relying on the meager cultivation of the first stage of the god transformation and the initial stage of the light, it is basically difficult to get out of it.

Thousands of great dragons leaped in this formation under Song Qingshu's cloth.

That was the most terrifying murderous aura, not even weaker than Song Qingshu's own murderous aura.

The killing intent dragon is surrounded by various lightning flashes, as long as it is hit, no matter who it is, it will definitely become ashes.