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"Tsk, this is terrible, right? This purple gold gourd is definitely a terrible fetish."

"Even its cork can emit chaotic light, so terrifying, the gourd itself can be imagined!"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but shake his heart when he looked at the two-in-one gourd. He knew that this purple gold gourd definitely had a great origin.

"Nangong saintess has just gotten this purple gold gourd just not long before I think about it. I don't know how to use it, so she will use the plug to confront the enemy.

Song Qingshu murmured while tinkering with the Zijin gourd, still not forgetting a joking smile.

After a while, Song Qingshu still hadn't discovered the purpose of the purple gold gourd, which was stronger than the ordinary fairy iron sword.

Even Song Qingshu turned into Kunpeng's finger phantom cannot penetrate it.

"Although the extremely Yin Jue Shui is invaluable, it is really not worth mentioning compared with this purple gold gourd. It is a waste to install it with a gourd!"

Song Qingshu said while shaking the purple golden gourd, spilling the remaining extremely cloudy and absolutely water into the formation.

"what!"

Countless masters have tried their best to resist Song Qingshu's formation method to kill Nian, and now Song Qingshu has put a very gloomy water on them, which is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

Countless masters cried out in pain, their bodies were melted, their white bones were exposed, and the scarlet blood clot dripped onto the ground as meat sauce.

at this time.

Scarlet blood sludge was everywhere in the area covered by this formation, and the pungent smell came out.

I don't know how many people died in this place, but the scene is really scary.

Standing here, Song Qingshu was like standing on a slaughterhouse, with a stench in his hair and battle clothes.

"System, help me analyze how to use this gourd and what is its origin."

Song Qingshu, standing in the Xiuluo field, looked like an okay person. When the soldier was determined to move, the stench on his body dissipated like a blood mist and ceased to exist.

Then he opened his lips to the system in his mind, wanting to see what the gourd is.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the origin and usage of Zijin Gourd, and the analysis is progressing 10%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the origin and usage of Zijin Gourd, and the analysis progress is 30%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

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"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the origin and usage of Zijin Gourd, and the analysis is progressing 50%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the origin and use of Zijin Gourd, and the analysis is progressing 80%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

...

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the origin and usage of Zijin Gourd. The analysis is progressing 100%. After the analysis is complete, the results are being transmitted to the host's mind."

With the sound of the system's prompt sound.

Song Qingshu's mind suddenly rose to millions of ancient words, and a scene of ancient battlefields also came into Song Qingshu's eyes with the ancient words.

It was a terrifying battlefield.

The world was broken to pieces, hundreds of suns rose to the east of the sky, and countless star bodies fell on the earth, smashing the earth full of pits.

The earth is full of scarlet blood, the stumps are all over the ground, and there are countless deaths and injuries. The tragedy is a million times more terrifying than Song Qingshu's magic circle asura field!

And in that battle.

On the east side of the sky, there are several gods who look like myths and mighty figures, that is the emperor!

The figures of the emperors were extremely vague and fleeting, it was the brilliance of this moment that made the sky crumble and the earth turned to dust.

And this purple gold gourd had a momentary picture in this emperor battle.

Then the gourd was beaten and disabled, losing the supreme power...

"Purple gold and red gourd...The Battle of the Great...?"

Song Qingshu opened his eyes suddenly and murmured.

Chapter 750

The battle of the emperor.

These four words have a heavier weight than anything else.

After all, the name of the emperor came out to suppress the existence of countless great realms. What terrible secrets are involved in this level of battle?

Song Qingshu is unknown.

He only knew that the purple, gold and red gourd in his hand may have a great origin, maybe it would be an emperor-level artifact.

"Purple gold and red gourd, like the cornucopia, are imperial-level artifacts damaged after the imperial war."

"Thinking more now is just to no avail. These things are too far away from me now. Leave them to the future."

Song Qingshu took a deep look at Zijinhong Gourd, then shook his head and sealed it in a cornucopia.

The cornucopia is the treasure that seals the treasures of the heavens and the earth. This purple, gold and red gourd is stored in it, and the injuries suffered by the body can be gradually repaired.

After dealing with the related matters of Zijin Red Gourd, Song Qingshu once again turned his attention to this magic circle.

...

The saint of Nangong is now dead.

Qingcheng Juggernaut was beheaded by the sword.

The descendants of Yaochi were destroyed in the formation.

The incarnation of the Son of All Eyes shattered.

The Taoist body of the Jiurou monk was shot into blood with an arrow by Song Qingshu.

Now, in the formation.

The Son and Daughter, who Song Qingshu thought was extremely dangerous at the beginning, had already died seven or eight, and his death was extremely terrifying.

If this matter is known to the people of the Second Divine Pass, it will inevitably cause another sensation.

These people are destined to be the future masters of the holy places in the world, and Song Qingshu has been killed.

If this incident is spread, the entire Dengxian Road will be followed by an earthquake.

"Song Qingshu, are you satisfied now?"

"Anyway, too many people have died, it's time to stop."

The voice of the city lord came from Song Qingshu's ear, quite helpless, his tone was no longer as strong as before, and even came with a trace of pleading.

"It's okay, but I can't stop it yet."

"Unless everyone in the formation is killed, otherwise, I will never stop!"

Song Qingshu said indifferently, shrugged, did not explain anything else, then put his mind in the formation, and ignored the city lord.

"You...oh."

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, the city lord couldn't help sighing, and said nothing else.

"what……!"

There are constant screams in the formation, the imperial emperor-level perfect killing formation is unparalleled in the world.

The killing array turned the heaven and earth vitality into a tangible and qualitative big grinding disc, and the grinding disc revolved, directly crushing the world, turning one life after another into meat sauce.

"what……"

No one could escape in front of the millpan where the vitality of the earth turned out that day.

The murderous aura on the Puppet Emperor's ancient formation swept out, just like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, every time it threw out a large group of people would be killed.

At this time, this killing formation had already turned into a veritable meat grinder, smashing the flesh and blood of countless immortal climbers into blood.

Many strong men in the circle.

Even if you are a half-step Divine Light Realm, or even a super master of Divine Light Realm who really took that step, it is difficult to escape the destruction of the Puppet Emperor Formation Pattern.

now.

Among the bright red on the ground, there were pieces of pale bones mixed with pieces.

Look at it at a glance.

This scene can not help but feel that the scalp is numb, it can be described as horrible, and those who are not determined dare not face it...

This is the cruel world of repairers.

There has never been any kind of compassion.

In this road to Dengxian, it is difficult to tell which is right or wrong, and no one knows whether it is right or wrong.

Some are just life and death, and some are just arrogance of who is strong and who is justified.

"what……"

The screams between the sky and the universe continued one after another and lasted for a full half an hour.

The original crowd of eight hundred, few people have been able to survive until now.

The vast majority of people had already been crushed into sludge by the vitality grinding disc, the earth was scarlet, gorgeous and bloody, and there were only a dozen people left in the circle.

Song Qingshu seemed very plain from beginning to end.

Looking at the sad and bloody earth, there is no wave in his eyes, just watching all this quietly.

Song Qingshu has always been like this. If he doesn't make a move, he has to cut the grass and remove the roots once he makes a decision.

"I said why one person is missing, Snake third, so you are there!"

Guanghua flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes, turned into a streamer, and quickly rushed towards the circle.

Finally, his figure appeared in front of a pile of corpses, with a blood man buried in the deepest part of the corpse.

The whole body of the blood man was submerged by the smelly blood, he was motionless, his body temperature was cold, and he lost all his vitality.

Elder Snake didn't know when he began to mix with blood and mud and was buried underneath. If other people can't perceive it at all, he must think it.

She Lao San had long since been a dead person who could no longer die, and would not come to trouble him again.

However, Song Qingshu had long since cultivated the Taoist Eyes of the Heavens. With a glimpse of brilliance, he looked through all obstacles and learned that the third snake was still alive.

The origin of his life is still very vigorous, and the sea of ​​consciousness is still radiating fiery light like fire, and it has not been extinguished.

The youngest Snake, who is famous for Xingyu, chose to die by fraud and wanted to escape the catastrophe. It seems that he was also forced to death by Song Qingshu.

After Song Qingshu found the third child of Snake, he stepped forward and stepped on Tianyu with a tremor, rushing down like a god.

The blue veins on his right arm bulged like a pan-long dragon, and the large dragon sword, which was heavier than the mountain, turned the sword's edge into a savage dragon.

The thick sword light is connected with the dark clouds above the nine heavens, and the power is extremely terrible, just like the slash of the sky!

"brush!"

The third snake who sensed the danger turned into a serpentine green glow, rushed up like a light, and escaped from the corpse pile.

Song Qingshu hit the ground with a sword, and the entire land was dented, revealing a black hole with no bottom!

"Brother Song, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."

"Brother Song, please don't kill me first, my old snake knows my fault, and voluntary compensation..."

Old Snake flattered and wanted to say something to save his life.

But Song Qingshu didn't want to talk more with him at all, and tried his best to urge the army to decide. After greatly increasing the strength of the dragon sword, he turned it around and cut it forward.

From the attack to the second shot, Song Qingshu did it in one go, and didn't give Snake a chance at all.

"Zheng!"

Song Qingshu's Ling Ling sword was cut open directly from the sky.

The sky was heavy as iron clouds, and the infinite stars above the second divine pass gathered like a waterfall.

There are hundreds of stars, and a vast expanse of whiteness, like a waterfall, hanging down, embellishing the entire second god pass.

"If you die, then this battle should come to an end."

Song Qingshu looked at the terrified Snake third, and joked.