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The fourth young emperor is not over yet.

Every time Song Qingshu displayed a new secret technique, a new young emperor appeared, and Song Qingshu could not get along with him.

The killings of Song Qingshu and the young emperors can be described as shaking the clouds and rushing down to the Nine Netherworlds, shining brightly on the universe.

Song Qingshu fought bloody battles among the stars and experienced several fierce battles, and the harvest was exceptionally great.

For every secret technique he had mastered before, it can be said that a young emperor was evolving, and that technique was evolving to the end of its limit.

However, Song Qingshu used the same secret technique to fight against the young emperor, and the benefits of this were too great to be estimated.

Those dozens of young emperors were like dozens of Song Qingshu, each proficient in a skill, and then competed with Song Qingshu.

And Song Qingshu, after a decisive battle with the great emperors, constantly verified his own strength, and finally enhanced the deeper power of this Dao, and understood the true meaning of the laws.

"System, who are these dozens of young emperors, and which emperors are I fighting fiercely with?"

Song Qingshu retreated from the thirteenth young emperor, sneered and murmured to the system in his mind.

Although Song Qingshu didn't say it on the surface, he was still slightly interested in who he had defeated.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is being analyzed and scanned, and the analysis progress is 10%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is being analyzed and scanned, and the analysis progress is 30%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

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"Ding, the system prompts that it is being analyzed and scanned, and the analysis progress is 70%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

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"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing and scanning, and the analysis progress is 90%. Please also the host to wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the analysis is in progress. The analysis is progressing 100%, and the scan results have been transmitted to the host's brain."

As the system's prompt sounded, in Song Qingshu's eyes, the faces of the 13 young emperors who were originally quite vague suddenly became a little clearer.

That is a familiar face.

The curve on the face is as firm as a knife, and the eyes are as tough as iron, with cold glow. The facial features on the face are not particularly handsome, but they have a special charm...

"It turns out, am I fighting with myself?!"

"No wonder……"

Song Qingshu smiled, looked up at Cangyu, and left Tianpidiji far away. At this time, he did not know how long had passed.

Song Qingshu only knows, and now all his secret magic techniques have been completed.

Every kind of Taoism has been tested and polished, and it has reached a new realm.

Shino.

A collection of Song Qingshu resembling a young emperor, stalwart and majestic, each silent, standing on one side, surrounding Song Qing's body in the center.

"It seems to be the case. The emperor has been myself for so many years, not an unknown emperor."

Song Qingshu muttered to himself, and then shook his head, with an intriguing smile on his lips.

at this moment.

Song Qingshu began to use his own method to think about what this mighty tribulation was, and began to think about whether this heaven and earth really had will.

Why did this happen? Why would there be more than a dozen of them killing themselves after Thunder Tribulation...

After pondering for a long time, Song Qingshu finally remembered the words of the ruthless emperor in the Tiandi chat group: "Tao, born from nature, does not follow the will of heaven and earth, but only follows the heart."

When Song Qingshu first heard this sentence, he didn't take it seriously, because his realm at the time was too low to understand the meaning of Emperor Ruthless's words.

Now Song Qingshu recalled this sentence, but the more I read it, the more memorable it became, and he sighed: "It is true, the way is in the heart."

In this cosmic starry sky, there have been imprints of countless outstanding personalities from the past and present. I think it should be those outstanding personalities who are too powerful to affect the Tao here, and they will leave a trace.

Now Song Qingshu himself appeared here, fighting against the robbery, furiously fighting dozens of his incarnations.

In the course of the battle, Song Qingshu proved that his secret method was powerful, understood some shortcomings in the secret method, and benefited a lot.

"I'm afraid, these young emperors should be manifested according to my mind..."

At this moment, Song Qingshu suddenly had an epiphany, and he had insight into some of the truth about the catastrophe. In Song Qingshu's heart, he had an invincible belief, but I am the only one who is the supreme, and will not waver no matter what difficulties occur.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qingshu's invincible will affects the heavenly way of this starfield, so heavenly will copy Song Qingshu's will.

Therefore, Song Qingshu himself appeared in the tribulation and became part of the tribulation.

Song Qingshu fought against different selves, this kind of beauty is beyond words, which allows Song Qingshu to more clearly realize the shortcomings and strengths of various secret methods.

"Your mission has been completed, go back!"

Song Qingshu looked around at the four fields, with a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth, speaking with a solemn will to touch the law of the great cosmos.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Xingyu Avenue was influenced by Song Qing's calligraphy heart, and controlled by him, so he had to follow his will, and the Song Qingshu disappeared.

After the thirteen sounds came, every incarnation of Song Qingshu disappeared, and there was no trace of Dao marks left, and they were annihilated like fly ash.

Heaven and Earth planned to transform thirteen Taoist bodies of Song Qingshu, each of which has the emperor's capital, which can be called invincible.

"But I am also invincible."

Song Qingshu smiled at the corner of his mouth and said softly, with an unusually flat tone and no emotional ups and downs.

After this battle, Song Qingshu's will became firmer and could not be shaken.

Chapter 783

The thirteen Song Qingshu with great emperor's capital disappeared, but there are still endless calamities and thunders in the sky.

The Tribulation of Heaven and Earth has passed, but the Tribulation and Lightning of the Day are still surging, which indicates that the Tribulation has not completely passed.

The mountain-like thunder rumbling above Song Qingshu, shaking the vast star field, the thunder dazzling, like the creation of the world.

Song Qingshu stands tall under the sky.

After calming down slightly, Song Qingshu chose to go up to the sky again to face the boundless thunder.

Song Qingshu knew that the punishment had never ended, and behind this, there were countless crises waiting for him to overcome.

"Kill..."

"Slay the disrespect of God!"

An extremely desolate breath hit Song Qingshu head-on. At this moment, Song Qingshu seemed to have come to the end of Honghuang Xingyu.

Countless cavalry armed with golden iron spears and wearing Primordial Divine Armor shouted to Song Qingshu to kill, and he immediately seemed to be trapped in a battle of God before the Primordial Age.

Jin Ge iron horse, the vitality on each iron horse's head is as strong as a pan-long, killing the sky!

In fact, Song Qingshu is still in the celestial calamity, but the phantoms of heaven and earth around here seem to have brought Song Qingshu to the ancient times.

Thousands of troops and horses roared, the sky was cracked by howling, the ancient gods rushed, and the aura was extremely magnificent.

With the sound of shouting and killing, endless heavenly soldiers will appear in the sky.

The reason why they are called celestial soldiers and generals is because there are still ancient palaces and giant halls of gods standing in the chaos of thunder.

"Is it a thunder illusion again? A view of heaven?"

These words appeared in Song Qingshu's heart for the first time, and his mind was shocked, as if he had actually gone to that legendary place.

"kill!"

With the sound of shouting and killing, countless humanoid lightning rushed in the sky. The clothes of this group of people were ancient, like the heavenly soldiers and generals of the ancient times.

With such a magnificent scene, Song Qingshu couldn't help asking himself, is this the age of mythology?

The chaotic gods roaring across the sky are wandering in the void.

The golden crow metamorphoses flying above the nine heavens.

Song Qingshu fought against the sky in the thunder phantom. This is a magnificent picture scroll, which can also be called an immortal poem.

Magnificence and horror are the true portrayal of this battlefield in front of him. Song Qingshu always uses unparalleled moves that make the stars tremble.

The heavenly soldiers dressed up by the ancients roared, the heavenly generals incarnate roared, and Song Qingshu fought to the point where the galaxy collapsed.

Amidst the thunder, the magnificent palaces were floating and boundless.

The majestic and majestic Tianques emerged in the void, sitting on the sky.

The fairy mist here is hazy, and there are more avenues and chaotic air. The ancient temple is vast and vast, and the heavenly soldiers are innumerable.

Countless people are fighting in Song Qingshu, fighting in front of the boundless heavenly palace.

Song Qingshu understood that everything here was transformed by lightning, full of the charm of the age of mythology.

"Kill..."

I don't know how long this battle lasted, Song Qingshu has already been numb.

The shouting and killing here shook the sky, and there were countless celestial soldiers and generals in Song Qingshu's all directions.

Song Qingshu was decisive, and the bronze war spear in his hand swung in all directions. The space where the war spear was pointed collapsed and the sky trembled.

The few remaining celestial soldiers and generals were transformed into streamers and slaughtered to Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu was not afraid, still standing there like a god of war, planning to carry out the final battle.

The phoenix of the bathing fire flew across the sky for nine days, the wings moved and the star river collapsed, and the thunder and blue dragon claws pierced the sky, swept away, and the stars fell. This was a world-destroying horror scene.

Song Qingshu was trapped in the chaos and did not retreat. His fighting spirit was high, and he went forward indefinitely. He turned himself into Shura and drove to the forefront. The blood was boiling, and those who blocked him became ashes.

This battle is Song Qingshu's battle before the thunderous illusion of Gu Tianting. Being able to participate in this conquest shows that Song Qingshu is indeed a first-class powerhouse in this world.

Now he is bathed in the blood of countless thunder illusions, walking slowly on their blue corpses, looking for his own direction.

Human-shaped lightning, thousands of feet of thunder in the palace, now all this is lifelike, just like a real scene in this world.

Even when Song Qingshu lifted a fist and directly smashed the head of a strong man, the sight of blood spraying and brain cracking was so magical.

Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking about these things. Are these ancient heavenly palaces and heavenly soldiers and generals all existents that once appeared between heaven and earth?

The glorious era of the ancient times has passed, and today the Taoism has changed drastically, and the time of cultivation has long been not the era controlled by the Tiangong.

The existence of these heavenly soldiers and generals is what this world wants to reveal for future generations?

Song Qingshu is very interested in these, but he still can't figure out the reason.

So now he just fights all the way, looking for his own way.

During this process, Song Qingshu had an invincible faith in his heart, turning his hands into clouds, going to the sky into the earth, holding hands into rain, and I am the only one to respect.

He smashed into the wild, and saw no opponent.

What awaited Song Qingshu was an extremely fierce battle.

Although there are not many celestial soldiers and generals left, there are still thousands of troops and horses, so Song Qingshu attacked.

Before experiencing this war, Song Qingshu had just ignited the sacred fire, and now he has experienced such a catastrophic baptism.

In terms of the solid state of Song Qingshu's own cultivation level, there are great benefits. Taking war as a fire, he sublimated his own cultivation level and carried out a precious precipitation.

After a whole day and night passed.

Song Qingshu finally felt a trace of exhaustion. The bronze war spear had long been broken. In the sea of ​​thunder, he killed tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals transformed by thunder.

Now Song Qingshu is dragging his slightly exhausted body, and a large quadrangular cauldron on his head rises and falls slowly, falling down a regular chain, wrapping Song Qingshu like catkins.

Song Qingshu finally wielded the broken bronze war spear, against the square giant cauldron, and wore a black and white Tai Chi figure, walking through the ancient heaven like an unworldly monster.

At the moment when he was about to walk out of the ancient heavenly court, various visions appeared between heaven and earth, and all the visions broke through the starry sky and universe, but unfortunately there was no one to witness except Song Qingshu.

These visions are one of the most terrifying visions in history.

The stars are shining, and the nine stars are in the sky, all coming out on ten days.

Kunpeng shook, spreading his wings and hitting three thousand realms, fierce flames reaching the sky.

"It seems that this should be over..."

Song Qingshu ascended to the top of the heavenly palace, sitting crouched in front of the last remaining thunder, throwing black and white Taiji pictures into it, watching its final rise and fall.