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Song Qingshu looked at the blood and mud on the ground, frowned lightly, and muttered to himself.

...

At this time, it was late at night, and the thick dark clouds above the second god pass began to dissipate, and the brilliant stars fell like a waterfall like water, and the god pass was quiet.

but.

The atmosphere in the starlight array.But it is not as peaceful as Shenguan.

The scent of blood raged in the starlight array, and it came to the nose.

The strong breath of death and the shadow of death permeated here, and it seemed that a nose hell descended on the world.

The big grinding disc transformed by the pseudo-emperor-level killing array has disappeared. Under the cold moonlight, the place where Song Qingshu stood was a very thick layer of blood mud.

In the scarlet blood mud, there are also some very eye-catching white bones.

At first glance, this is a scene that is intuitively hairy, white bone fragments and scarlet flesh mud mixed together, brains and residual limbs are all over.

As long as anyone saw it with their own eyes, they were terrified and had a numb scalp. This is a real place of Shura, the hell of the nose.

Except for the monk Chu Jiurou and the Son of All Eyes who used their incarnations to prevent disasters, the rest of the people in the circle died.

No one can escape, this is the power of the pseudo-emperor formation pattern, whether it is in the realm of divine light or the realm of transforming gods, all are cut all!

Song Qingshu stood in the slaying ancient formation of the imperial emperor and found out his spirit, but he did not find Liu Yunxiao and his relationship Huyan Chiyun in the formation.

Song Qingshu could perceive earlier that these two people must have come for him, but for some reason, they didn't enter the battle.

Perhaps his keen inspiration was Superman, he sensed the danger, turned and left, avoiding the killing game arranged by Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked up at the night sky.

Now, he could no longer notice even a ray of energy here, and those who entered the battle were dead, without exception, those who did not enter the battle were taken away.

Seeing the might of Song Qingfeng's killing array, no one dared to stay any longer, the star light array also dispersed with the wind under the influence of Song Qingshu's killing array.

A long time later.

The second Shenguan was very far away from Song Qingshu's residence, and there were people who appeared, looking at this place through the starlight array, and they were all horrified, cold from head to toe.

It was almost dawn, and it was the darkest time of night.

The moonlight was still soft as water, and the starlight was slightly dim, but also bright.

However, at this time, the entire Second Divine Pass was extremely depressing, and there was no sound in the huge city.

It's like a ghost town.

"Purify everything."

Song Qingshu set off a big fire, which burst into flames in his residence. The broken bones and blood on the ground burned, crackling in the light of the fire.

Song Qingshu stood here, quietly waiting for the blood mud and broken bones to turn into ashes, burning some things clean.

suddenly.

Song Qingshu's eyebrows ached slightly, and the villain Yuanshen seemed to tremble slightly, as if some danger was approaching.

"Ding, the system prompts that a terrorist energy body has been detected around the host, and the host should be careful to deal with it."

But for a moment, the system prompt sounded in Song Qingshu's ears.

Song Qingshu raised his head, confirming that the crisis he felt now was not an illusion, his spiritual thought swept out, but he found nothing.

"Could it be that there is a holy master-level figure of the Divine Light Realm 2nd Heaven here?"

"There is still a terrifying killer spying here, what is going on?"

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, feeling the danger coming, and couldn't help being shocked: "No, it seems that this place must be reduced to the center of the storm. You can't stay for a long time, you have to leave here."

Chapter 753

"It seems that I have to take refuge temporarily, and wait for the time when Taikoo Dojo opens!"

Song Qingshu, a psychic with six senses, realized the danger inexplicably, so he didn't want to stay long.

He could predict that no matter how many people were killed, the fire of greed in the hearts of others would not be quelled. This place would definitely become the center of the storm, or it would be better to leave earlier.

"Song Qingshu, hurry up to avoid the limelight, the real danger of the Second Divine Pass is far beyond your imagination..."

When Song Qingshu was about to leave, the city lord's prompt sounded in his ears.

"How long will it take to open the Taikoo Dojo? The second god Guan, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, I don't know how many people want to kill me, they can't kill them!"

Song Qingshu frowned and said, now Song Qingshu also hopes that the Taikoo Dojo will open as soon as possible so that he can find a place to live.

"It's not for me to decide, but it's coming soon, just in these few days!"

The voice of the city lord gradually became hasty, and he opened his lips to Song Qingshu and said.

Obviously, the city lord is also afraid that Song Qingshu will be anxious again, and the second gods will be overwhelmed.

"Just these few days? All right, then I will stay away from the limelight for a while and take a short rest for a few days."

Hearing the speech of the city lord, Song Qingshu nodded and said.

In fact, Song Qingshu's body is not tired, he is still as powerful as the sea, and his vitality is still flourishing, even if he fights for another month, I am afraid that it will be no problem.

However, Song Qingshu had vaguely sensed that the time to break the barrier was approaching before the war started. Now that he has experienced such a bloody battle, his realm will vaguely break through.

"It's time to find a quieter place to upgrade your realm..."

Thinking like this, Song Qingshu waved his sleeves between the sky and carved several magical patterns in the void.

The Heavenly Dao between his eyebrows opened, and nine-color brilliance emerged, erasing the false emperor killing formation, leaving no trace here.

"Just leave."

Song Qingshu's body bloomed with great brilliance, and the light was shining, crossing faster than the streamer, and disappearing in place.

With the disappearance of Song Qingshu's whereabouts, Song Qingshu's breath can no longer be found, as if he disappeared in this world, even the city lord did not understand where it went.

"Song Qingshu, how strong are you?"

"The flesh is immortal, the primordial spirit is as bright as the sun, all kinds of great avenues can be used to help the gods, and the formation of the cultivation is so terrifying...the real gods."

The City Lord's Spiritual Mind leaned out and found that he really couldn't feel where Song Qingshu's shadow had gone. He sighed and muttered to himself.

The city lord of the second Shenguan can also be called a genius of shocking level. He ignited the fire as early as fifty years ago, and now he has a profound realm.

but.

Even such a genius.

In front of the evildoers like Song Qingshu, he also had to sigh and mutter to himself.

After all, people like Song Qingshu have never been able to reason about it regularly. No one knows how strong he is, but he is very strong!

...

As the darkness dissipated, the news that Song Qingshu cloth killed countless powerful men in the second sacred pass caused an uproar!

In the killing array under Song Qingshu's cloth, the offenders can be described as endless deaths and injuries, countless human forms and spirits are destroyed, and their bodies become ashes.

I don't know how many people have lost their lives here, and there are no bones left. Now, around Song Qingshu's residence, only traces of being burned by the flames can be found.

The powerhouses of the second god pass were reduced a lot overnight, and one after another fell down here.

In the small talk of the good people on the second day, everyone came up with a vague amount.

The number of people who attacked Song Qingshu last night reached seven hundred and ninety, including seventeen overlords who ignited the fire.

If the seventeen overlords can further comprehend the divine way and detach the red sacred fire into orange, then they will be called a figure of the holy master level.

But it is a pity that these 17 top players with infinite potential died here, and the bright future disappeared.

"What, what you said is true? The seventeen overlords who ignited the sacred fire have all fallen. How can Song Qingshu's cultivation reach what level? How could there be such a method?!"

"Isn't it? Let alone those who are still in the Divine Transformation Realm, even the top masters in the half-step Divine Light Realm have been cut and cropped like weeds."

"There are countless casualties! It's impossible to count how many people died on the battlefield last night..."

"If this is the case, it would be a purgatory on earth, and life is cheaper than grass!"

"This guy Song Qingshu has broken the sky. The Shenguang master has killed so many people. Although it is rumored that they have all disappeared from their real bodies, they don't need to think about it to know they are the original residents of this place!"

After Song Qingshu's Battle of the Bloody Night, the entire Second Divine Pass was no longer calm and noisy, no worse than the Battle for Treasure.

Even though the city lord had already prepared to set up a large array of stars, but so many people died, it still caused a major earthquake at the Second God Pass.

Those who do good things know that Song Qing's affairs are not small, but they never thought that Song Qingshu was so decisive and dared to destroy all the strong, people could not breathe in the air...

And the protagonist, Song Qingshu, who was deified or demonized among the population, had long since disappeared from the traces of his body and hid in the remote mountain of the Second God Pass.

"It's time to rush off!"

Sitting in the cave, Song Qingshu quietly felt his own vigorous breath, murmured, then closed his eyes and breathed out.

The clearance this time was much easier than the previous ones, and it was a matter of course.

Song Qingshu almost just adjusted his breathing, and the vitality in his body became uncontrollably hot.

The vitality was like a wave, and Zhi broke the realm of Song Qingshu with a bang, and his breath instantly rose to the extreme!

It's as abrupt as a volcanic eruption, but unstoppable!

Song Qingshu has experienced several bloody battles, and his foundation has long been profound, and breakthroughs are only a matter of time.

"The Eighth Layer of Gods! Break!"

Song Qingshu yelled, the blood rumbling in his body, and his vitality raged like a dragon on his limbs.

After a dull explosion, Song Qingshu broke through to the realm of the Eighth Layer of God Transformation, but the vitality in his body was still surging, and there was no intention to stop.

So Song Qingshu's breath continued to climb upwards, unexpectedly breaking the barrier in a faint way...

"Ding, the system prompts that the host has reached the first stage of the Eighth Layer of Transformation God."

"Ding, the system prompts that the host has now reached the eighth-layered middle realm of the god of transformation."

"Ding, the system prompts that the host has now reached the peak of the Eighth Layer of Transformation God."

In a few moments, Song Qingshu's realm reached a saturation point again, and he had to break the boundary again!

"Human God Nine Heavens, Break!"

Song Qingshu let out a low growl, a bright light gushing out from his body, the breath of the strongest being revealed.

However, Song Qingshu had already reached the Ninth Heaven in the Divine Transformation Realm in the time of half Zhuxiang, very close to lighting the divine fire...

Chapter 754

"Human God Realm Nine Heavens, Break!"

Song Qingshu shouted violently, and attracted thousands of heaven and earth vitality surging through his body, his vitality surging like a dragon, constantly impacting Song Qingshu's limbs.

"puff!"

There was only a muffled noise.

Song Qingshu's cultivating realm directly broke through the imprisonment of the eighth-layered god of transformation and entered the nine-layered one of the god of transformation, and it is still improving.

"Ding, the system prompts that the host has now reached the Ninth Stage of Transforming God..."

"Ding, the system prompts that the host has now reached the Ninth Level of Transformation God..."

"Ding, the system prompts that the host is now at the peak of the Ninth Level of Transforming God..."

As the system's prompt sound reached here, Song Qingshu couldn't help but frowned slightly.

The most taboo in the path of cultivating is impetuousness. Regardless of the realm, whether it is the Golden Core Realm or the Puppet Emperor Realm, one must guard against arrogance and rashness.

If a monk takes one step wrong in his practice, then it can be said that he has made a mistake at every step. No matter how high the spiritual tower of practice is, it will collapse, and the level of forcible improvement will have no effect.

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu whispered softly:

"How can this be? Now if I let my realm rise, maybe it's not impossible to rush to the Divine Light Realm!"