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But at this moment, a ray of chaotic energy overflowed from the ancient bronze coffin, and Song Qingshu suddenly collapsed and flew out.

Song Qingshu's divine body that had been transformed by the fountain of life was also punched with a translucent blood hole.

If it weren't for the pure Jun sword and the dark blade that sent out a burst of energy to resist the chaotic energy at the moment of crisis, it is estimated that Song Qingshu had been destroyed by the chaotic energy.

Song Qingshu was shocked, this was terrible!

A trace of chaos!The flesh comparable to the emperor's emperor was like paper, unable to stop it at all.

It can be seen how powerful Demon Dao was before his life!

Song Qingshu was inexplicably shocked, what is in the bronze coffin?It might be an ancient scripture to be able to recite the heavenly sound of the Great Dao, and it might be a treasure that overflows with a ray of chaos, and it is even more terrifying if it is a corpse.

Chapter 874 The small copper coffin under the ancient bronze coffin!

After a long time, Song Qingshu's wounds wounded by Chaos Qi healed. Naturally, he did not dare to lift the lid of the coffin anymore, because of the peerless murderous intent!

Song Qingshu paced beside the ancient bronze coffin, carefully observing every engraved picture on the ancient bronze coffin, thinking carefully, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and countless amazing thoughts arose in his heart.

There are so many secrets in the vast universe. There is no end and no end to the ancient roads. This ancient and mysterious starland may be just a journey.

Song Qingshu pondered for a long time, and then sacrificed a pure Jun sword and a dark blade, and the powerful breath of life in his body lingered around him.

He came to the huge dragon corpses and made up their minds, whether it was a real dragon or not, but the shape is so similar, it must be unusual.

Taking a step back, most of the flood dragons have evolved to an unpredictable state, perhaps only one step away from the real dragon!

The fact that these dragon corpses were left here in the ancient or desolate period and has not been corrupted so far is enough to explain everything. These dragon corpses are all treasures.

Even if Song Qingshu didn't use True Qi at this time, his physical body was unparalleled.

But he came to the dragon corpse, grabbed a scale on a dragon corpse with both hands, worked hard for a long time, but did not pull it off, let alone cutting the flesh and bleeding.

Song Qingshu stood in front of the dragon corpse, sighed deeply, and opened his lips: "This dragon corpse is so hard? Thousands of years have passed, but the flesh is still not rotted, it is still so hard. The dragon's Taoism is not shallow, and it may even be a real dragon!"

Seeing that the scales on the dragon corpse could not be removed, Song Qingshu then placed the target on the dragon's horns.

"when!"

Aside from anything else, Song Qingshu walked to the position of the dragon's head and smashed the dragon's horns, but his own tiger's mouth broke apart, but he couldn't pull it off at all.

Song Qingshu kicked the dragon's head fiercely, and complained: "These are peerless gods, I guard them, but I can't get any of them!"

Song Qingshu was really wrong. He wanted to try to carry a dragon, but found that he was heavier than a mountain, let alone resisting to go, he couldn't even lift it slightly off the ground.

Song Qingshu had to shook his head, and then returned to the ancient bronze coffin. In the next few days, he was repairing the wounded body and pondering the bronze coffin and these dragon corpses. Unfortunately, he knew that they were treasures and could even pass the ancient coffin and The dragon corpse found the secrets of the ancient period.

But there was no alternative, he kept cutting, unable to move, guarding Baoshan empty, but unable to get a copper, this is a very helpless thing.

In a blink of an eye, Song Qingshu has entered this restricted area of ​​life for more than half a year. In the restricted area preserved in this barren ancient period, Song Qingshu's cultivation level has been greatly improved, and he also has the secrets of the barren ancient period. Understand.

Half a month has passed, and the fruits picked by Song Qingshu have almost been refined. There are nearly ten Dao rules that he can fully grasp at this moment. These Dao rules are integrated with his meridians. As long as Song Qingshu runs the exercises, it can be He calls the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth for his own use at any time, and this is the terrible thing about a real powerhouse of God.

Then, Song Qingshu struck up several other mountains that had not been picked.

Soon Song Qingshu was ready to pick the divine fruit from other mountains.

This time he went very well, and he picked another kind of fruit, shaped like a small sun, all golden and perfectly round, each of which was the size of a baby's fist.

After picking the fruit, Song Qingshu returned to the ancient bronze coffin. What he didn't know was that at the moment he left after picking the fruit, a man in black appeared in the fountain of life on each mountain. .

This man looked at the direction Song Qingshu was leaving, with a relieved expression on his face, and then turned into a pool of spring water, blending with the entire fountain of life.

Of course he didn't know this Song Qingshu. After returning to the ancient bronze coffin, he directly began to refine the fruit.

When Song Qingshu was refining the fruit, the ancient bronze coffin was full of brilliance, overflowing with sweet fragrance, and the brilliance shone, and the smell of the breath made people have the illusion that the sky would rise.

His pores were relaxed, and he was constantly baptized by divine power. It really looked like the essence of the sun. The medicinal power was mysterious and powerful, beautiful and crystal clear, and it made people intoxicated just by looking at it.

Song Qingshu began to retreat again. On the sixth day, after refining two golden sun fruits, fragments of Taoist pictures surrounded him, branding his body, and submerged in the meridians.

It can be clearly seen that in Song Qingshu's meridians, the lines with the rules of the great avenue are constantly flashing on it.

At the same time, Song Qingshu's body began to change, bones and flesh and blood seemed to be regenerating.

Three days later.

When Song Qingshu refined the third sun god fruit, his bones crackled, his body cracked, a layer of old skin shed, and a new body was born.

At this time, his physical body is extremely tyrannical, his pendulum is full of vitality and vigor, and his fleshy shell is stronger than before!

Song Qingshu shook his fist, feeling the strength of the fist it brought, and said to himself, "It seems that my physical strength is about to reach the peak of the god emperor, but it is possible. I can't reach the physical body of the emperor realm."

After speaking, Song Qingshu turned to look at the ancient bronze coffin beside him.

"Chang!"

Song Qingshu forcefully lifted the ancient bronze coffin, one can imagine how powerful his divine power was at this time, surpassing the past.

Although it was very difficult, he was really shaken, as if he was moving with a mountain on his back, his body was surging with energy, sweat was flowing long, and his golden blood was wrapped around his body like a flame.

"Dang!"

When he lifted the ancient bronze coffin completely, a copper coffin that was much smaller than the ancient bronze coffin fell down and hit the ground with a loud noise.

"Huh? What is this?"

Seeing the small copper coffin that fell out from under the ancient bronze coffin, Song Qingshu was very curious.

Then he slowly put the ancient bronze coffin aside, and reached out to grab the small copper coffin.

But when Song Qingshu just wanted to pick up the small copper coffin, he found that the small copper coffin was also very heavy. Song Qingshu exhausted all his strength to pick up the small copper coffin.

Looking at the small copper coffin in his hand, Song Qingshu was very curious and surprised, because there was no crack in the small copper coffin, as if it were a whole body, it was impossible to open it.

After careful observation for a while, Song Qingshu put the small copper coffin aside, but when he placed the small copper coffin on the ground, two chains from the bottom of the small copper coffin suddenly entangled Song Qingshu.

Chapter 875 God Lord Five Heavens!

When the small copper coffin was attached to the back of Song Qingshu, his whole body was bent down.

Song Qingshu was completely unprepared, and was directly crushed by this heavy copper coffin almost lying on the ground.

Then Song Qingshu was really angry and dragged the small copper coffin on his back with a helpless expression on his face.

Chun Jun Sword came out of the body and wanted to cut off the entanglement around his back, but it backfired. Chun Jun Sword slashed on the curtain, only a burst of sparks splashed, and no small crack appeared.

No matter how hard Song Qingshu tried, the small copper coffin remained motionless on his back, and then Song Qingshu had to give up.

Song Qingshu then ignored the small copper coffin on his back. Although it was heavy, he could bear it.

Song Qingshu slowly walked out of the scope of the ancient bronze coffin and looked at the tops of the other three mountains. There were three kinds of fruits on them that he did not pick.

Song Qingshu stood there, vaguely able to see the sacred tree on the top of the mountain in the distance, muttering to himself: "There are three more fruits, I want to pick all of them, and complete the power of the sword in my body!"

So, after a day of rest, Song Qingshu carried the small copper coffin and set off.

In the next few days, Song Qingshu encountered Huang Slave several times, because the existence of the small copper coffin greatly restricted his strength, so Song Qingshu did not climb to the top of those mountains.

After a few more days, Song Qingshu seemed to have made up his mind. He directly carried the small copper coffin and walked up the mountain step by step, the bones all over his body were shaking, and every step of the way fell, the hard as iron mountains burst into big cracks.

After climbing the mountain, he saw the deserted slave again, except for the female deserted slave, everyone else was there!yuyV Song Qingshu moved forward step by step, several Huang slaves stared at the small copper coffin on the back of Song Qingshu in a daze. They did not take any action, and were retreating, as if they didn't want to get too close.

"brush!"

In the end, these barren slaves all jumped into the abyss and no longer appeared, seeming to be extremely afraid of the copper coffin.

Song Qingshu was carrying a coffin on his back to collect medicine. This was really the first time. On this day, he picked three kinds of fruits in succession, all of them were strange and extraordinary.

There is another kind that resembles a flying bird, resembling a Suzaku, red as blood, and lifelike, as if to spread its wings and volley into the air. There are two in total.

The last kind of fruit is also very special. It is shaped like a small disc with gleaming blue light. There are eight scars on it, which are pale golden, like gossip. There are four in total.

"This……"

Song Qingshu looked at these fruits and was amazed. These fruits are really special. There are no duplicates. They are all wonderful, dazzling, and shining.

Then Song Qingshu sealed them with the fruits of True Qi Realm and put them in the Universe Bag.

Song Qingshu succeeded in harvesting the fruits from these mountains, carrying the small copper coffin on his back, and he almost rolled down on the way down the mountain. The small copper coffin was too heavy, and all his bones were about to break.

Back next to the ancient bronze coffin, the small bronze coffin on the back of Song Qingshu still clings to his back.

But a strange thing happened. When Song Qingshu was sitting next to the ancient bronze coffin, the small bronze coffin on his back gave out a simple atmosphere.

These breaths lingered beside Song Qingshu, and the power of the great avenue in his body also circulated autonomously.

When the breath of the small copper coffin was absorbed by Song Qingshu, the small copper coffin on his back automatically fell down, and the curtains entwined with Song Qingshu disappeared.

In this regard, Song Qingshu is even more strange. What is this small copper coffin, why does it appear under the ancient bronze coffin, why does it cling to his back, and why does it leave voluntarily now? It was so magical that Song Qingshu was puzzled.

Then Song Qingshu closed his eyes and opened his lips to the system and asked, "System, what is this small copper coffin, and why does this happen?"

When Song Qingshu’s voice just fell, a cold breath came out of Song Qingshu’s eyebrows and shot towards the small copper coffin, and then the system prompt sound appeared in Song Qingshu’s ears: “Ding, the system prompts, it’s scanning and analyzing. The progress is 10%, please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is being scanned and analyzed. The current progress is 20%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is being scanned and analyzed. The current progress is 30%. Please wait patiently for the host."

...

At this time, Song Qingshu took out a fruit just picked, sat cross-legged, and began to refine.

The aura from the fruit permeates the side of the ancient bronze coffin. It is rich and fragrant, and it bursts out incomparably gorgeous light from time to time.

When refining the Chiniao Fruit, Song Qingshu's body seemed to have a flying red bird, a phoenix whispering, and the incomplete Taoist figure circulating, every inch of flesh and blood was shaking, constantly changing blood and rebirth.

When refining Xiaoding Shenguo, Song Qingshu's bones were broken inch by inch, and then reorganized, constantly being reborn, the incomplete image of Tao was winding, and finally submerged in the rules of the meridian.

When refining the divine fruit of the gossip scars, eight kinds of innate patterns were transformed into gossip and arranged in all directions, surrounding Song Qingshu, and one after another mysterious Taoist pictures emerged, submerging him.

When Song Qingshu finished refining these three fruits, Song Qingshu had a completely reborn change. His physical body was extremely powerful, raising his hands and feet, it seemed that he could pierce the world.

The red bird fruit, tripod-shaped fruit, and gossip fruit are pure and flawless, such as colorful colored glaze shining, dazzling, and after being refined, the incomplete Tao map is also mysterious and imprinted into his body.

Song Qingshu must not use the exercise technique to gradually refine the energy remaining in the body.

Outside of Song Qingshu's body, blood-red birds are flying, quaint and natural small tripods are floating, and the profound gossip diagrams are spinning, very strange.

Just at this time.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is being scanned and analyzed. The current progress is 70%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is being scanned and analyzed. The current progress is 80%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is being scanned and analyzed. The current progress is 90%, please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning and analysis is complete!"

Along with the sound of the system, a series of cool breaths appeared in Song Qingshu's mind and turned into messages.

And Song Qingshu also quickly converted the fruit's excess energy into his own true energy. Now he is already a powerhouse in the fifth heaven of the gods, and he can destroy a world with a hand.

It couldn't help but, in Song Qingshu's body, the power of the Dao rules had been completely absorbed and mastered by Song Qingshu. At this moment, if he encountered those deserted slaves again, he could definitely solve them instantly!

Chapter 876 The crack on the road rules!

When the information appeared in Song Qingshu's mind, he practiced physique, but entered in with the spiritual sense and began to check the information.

Song Qingshu only knew when he saw the information in his mind.

It turns out that all these are the methods of the magic daoist, including the fountain of life and the fruit on the sacred tree are all transformed by the magic daoist's body.

The fountain of life is the blood of the magic daoist, and these sacred trees and the fruits on the sacred tree are condensed by the great power of the magic daoist.

Song Qingshu picks these fruits and refines them, which is equivalent to transferring the power of the Dao Dao he had before his life to his own meridian. The only difference is that the power of the Dao Dao of Song Qingshu has not reached the level of the Dao people. Height.

And this small copper coffin is the source of energy for the sacred trees and the fountain of life above these mountains, which is the so-called nutrient.

The man in black that Song Qingshu met before was the spirit of this small copper coffin. He has been waiting here for thousands of years just to wait for the destined.

And those deserted slaves are the test given by the demon daoists to the destined. If you want to completely subdue these deserted slaves, apart from their killing, there is another point to find this little copper coffin.

The contents of this small copper coffin are the source of all these mountains. When someone can pick all the fruits in the hands of the slaves, the small copper coffin will automatically open, and the energy in it will be poured into the fruit pickers.

Because when the fruits on the sacred trees are picked for nothing, those sacred trees will gradually enter the withering period, and the fountain of life will lose its effect.