Martial Arts Super God Chat Group
Martial Arts Super God Chat Group Chapter 784
At this moment, Song Qingshu sighed and looked back. In the range of two or three miles in front of him, there were all kinds of low-level spells and magic weapons, as mighty and mighty descended.
Even the cultivators of Yuanying Peak could only avoid this terrible attack, but it was a pity that they encountered Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu, who had initially dismissed these low-level cultivators, saw these people so ignorant of good and bad, a sharp expression flashed in his eyes.
"Since you are so stupid, don't blame me over there!"
Song Qingshu uttered a clear drink, stretched out his hand and waved back, and at the same time moved in his heart, he had just acquired the evil sun's essence, and now he was just trying his power.
Thinking about this in my heart, I saw that the golden flame mark on the back of Song Qingshu's right hand suddenly brightened, and at the same time a terrifying golden flame burst out from the back of his hand, and in a blink of an eye it enveloped the sky of a hundred meters square, and the void was burned into waves.
However, Song Qingshu did not directly attack after the overwhelming flames appeared. With his strength, these flames rushed out, and no one on the scene could survive.
Although Song Qingshu was quite dissatisfied with the stupidity of these people, he also knew that these people were just being used, so there was no killer.
"call!"
Song Qingshu opened his mouth and preached slightly, a divine power flew out of his mouth and hit the ocean of flames in front of him, and the golden flames that condensed into a curtain of the next moment were suddenly blown into pieces of sparks the size of pinky fingers.
"Ahaha, he is not strong enough to motivate the evil spirits, brothers kill!"
The middle-aged man who was on the offensive in the air had already started, and the middle-aged man who was attacking Song Qingshu saw that the boundless fire curtain was still in his heart. At this moment, seeing that the flame did not attack and collapsed, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and the giant hammer in his hand once again accelerate.
Seeing that this terrifying and powerful hammer was about to fall on Song Qingshu’s forehead, Song Qingshu’s face did not show the slightest fear. If nothing else, even if he stood here and beat this person, he wouldn’t be hurt for ten years. .
"what!"
Just as a trace of pride flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes, a terrifying pain rose from his face, even if it was a Yuan Ying, he couldn’t help screaming, even the offensive in his hand was soft. The giant hammer slashed to Song Qingshu's side.
It really hurts too much. The middle-aged man only feels that his face is eaten by a ghost, and it hurts into his soul.
"Ah, it hurts!"
"what is this!"
While the middle-aged man hugged his face and fell to the ground, screams came from behind him, struggling to look back, finally holding back the pain and opening his eyes, but the scene in front of him made him dull. Up.
I saw that all the monks who had killed Song Qingshu with him behind him were all wailing on the ground with their faces in their arms.
But the monks who were originally thinking about watching the battle in the distance were even more shocked. They saw the scene just now clearly.
Just when most people wanted Song Qingshu to attack, a terrifying flame rose from the sky as soon as the opponent waved his hand, and in one mouth, the flame turned into stars in the sky.
But unlike the expected collapse, every flame rushed toward a monk as if it were wise.
The number of flames in the air was not too much, just enough to make all these tens of thousands of monks fall to the ground, and no one could even resist half a point.
"No! You ruined my face!"
Just as everyone echoed the dreamlike scene before, a stern female voice resounded across the sky, and it was one of the monks who killed Song Qingshu.
At this moment, her face looked very hideous because of the pain, and a bronze mirror appeared in her hand, and her hideous face appeared in the bronze mirror.
I saw the words "stupid" on the left and right on his face burned into shape by the flames, deep black.
Chapter 1403
"No, you ruined my face, I will kill you!"
A female nun waved a long sword in her hand, and she shot out her magic power indiscriminately. Her face with stupid handwriting seemed very hideous at the moment. For a mortal woman, she can imagine how important her appearance is.
This is especially true for female cultivators after practicing. Some women also specialize in beauty and beauty when choosing exercises.
It ruined her appearance at this moment, and it was more uncomfortable than killing her. What's more important was that the writing on her face was not an ordinary scar. Even if it was washed by her force, it would be difficult to wash away the weird energy.
Obviously these two writings will stay on her face for a long time. This is a terrifying thing for a woman who loves beauty, and it is more uncomfortable than killing her.
Behind the crazy woman, a male monk with the same words on his face was holding his female companion desperately, waving his hand to interrupt the woman's lasing mana.
"Lily, don't be impulsive, you can't offend this senior, it's our fault first."
The male cultivator persuaded his female partner in pain, and felt miserable.
With the persuasion of the male cultivator, many monks in the field looked very sad, and many of them were female monks.
However, unlike the crazy woman, they all dared not say a word with their heads buried.
Love beauty?The prerequisite for beauty is to survive!
Although many female cultivators who also hated Song Qingshu were angry, they did not dare to look up at each other, for fear that Song Qingshu would do anything to them again.
Just thinking about the scene of defeating tens of thousands of cultivators with a wave of their hands just now is frightening. They understand that surviving at this moment can only be regarded as their luck.
At this time, most of the pain on their faces had disappeared, but the burning handwriting remained on their faces like permanent marks.
Many people even couldn't help but want to laugh miserably.
Stupid, yes, how stupid they are?It was so easy to be used as a gunman.With the abilities of the senior in front of me, do I need to explain to them if the other party did this thing?Anyone who resists is killed.
"Now, do you know your stupidity?"
Looking indifferently at the low-level monks who were silent in front of them, Song Qingshu spoke indifferently.
Hearing that, several Yuanying monks looked ashamed, and the middle-aged man who had used the giant hammer before took the initiative to admit his mistake.
"Sorry senior, this matter is our impulse, thank you senior for not killing."
Compared to other monks, these Nascent Soul monks have a much clearer experience. With the power of the flame just now, it is really easy to kill them. It is just a flame. If the curtain of fire is thrown out at the beginning ?
And the words on the face are nothing more than a small punishment given to them by the other party.
When he said this, the middle-aged man had already hated the Bailing in his bones. If it weren't for the other party's provocation, how would they stupidly attack this senior?yuyV However, thinking about the strength and background of that Bailing, the middle-aged man can only sigh slightly, and these little monks can only grit their teeth.
Following the confession of several Yuanying monks, the other monks also understood, and quickly confessed their mistakes to Song Qingshu, for fear that they would provoke the other party again and cause other disasters, even the woman who had shouted at Song Qingshu before was blocked by her companions. The repair base was pressed on the ground respectfully.
Seeing that most of the monks were still sincere, Song Qingshu chuckled and waved a roll without using any supernatural powers. The writing on everyone's faces began to squirm, and the next moment small flames shot up into the air from their bodies. Dissipate and disappear.
At this time, everyone was secretly surprised. At first they thought that the flame burned their faces and it was over. Only now did they understand that this senior still left one hand, maybe when they do it again It is their death date.
Thinking of the scene where they were burned to death by that terrifying flame, many monks burst into cold sweat on their foreheads.
"Okay, at this time I will treat you as a small punishment. Comprehension is intriguing. If you can't tell right from wrong, there is only a dead end waiting for you! These two handwritings will automatically disappear after three years, so you don't have to try to find it. People are eliminated. Few people can do this in this vast world."
Seeing the appearance of these people in horror, Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction. Although these people are stupid, they are not too stupid, otherwise he would have to kill them.
After glanced at the casual Xiu who was watching the battle, Song Qingshu no longer stayed for a long time, turning around and chasing in the direction where Bai Ling was escaping.
People who dare to calculate themselves like this, how can Song Qingshu want to survive?Even if he runs to the ends of the world, he will be caught.
"Senior, wait a minute."
However, just when Song Qingshu was about to take a step out, the middle-aged man in Yuanying stage spoke again, hearing that Song Qingshu was puzzled and turned back.
"Senior, don't worry, that Bailing is a direct disciple of our No. 1 sect in Yunhai Prefecture. Seniors have to think more about it here."
A direct disciple of the first major sect in Yunhai Prefecture?
Song Qingshu touched his chin when he heard the words, only then did he recall the message left by the monk rescued by Daoling Pavilion earlier.
This vast world is unified by the Tianfeng Empire, and its territory is boundless. In order to strengthen management, its territory is divided into twelve prefectures, and each prefecture is subdivided into twelve state capitals. Directly managed by the royal family.
Although the major sects are free from interference, they are actually subject to the supervision of the state capital and county government. The first sect of Yunhai Prefecture should have a good strength, but it was not enough before Song Qing wrote.
If you dare to protect that Bailing, don't blame him for being cruel under Song Qingshu. He really doesn't have many people who are afraid of in this big world.
"Well, all right, I know."
After thinking about it, Song Qingshu felt that there was no need to fear a small sect in a small state, so he waved his hand and stepped away.
Seeing Song Qingshu go away so free and easy, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly.
He knew that this time that Bai Ling had provoke a behemoth that shouldn't be offended. Facing the first sect in the land of a state, he could still be so indifferent. Obviously he had a different kind of confidence.
"Finally gone?"
After a long while, the respectful monks finally raised their heads and looked at the empty void where Song Qingshu stood before, and someone breathed a sigh of relief.
Listening to Song Qingshu, their wounds can disappear in only three years. Although three years is not short for their low-level cultivators, it is better than living a lifetime with the word stupid.
Some female cultivators actually shed tears in despair, as if they were very grateful. Seeing these few Yuan Ying casual cultivators, they smiled bitterly at each other. Why should they have known this before?There were many people watching the battle around, but they were all injured.
"Hey, let's go."
With a wave to the person behind him, several Nascent Soul cultivators disappeared, and they continued to be embarrassed here.
Chapter 1404
The wind screamed, and the clouds flowed away like a rush, and a monster snake thick as a bucket galloped high in the sky.If there is a monk here, you can see that there is a skinny old man sitting on the back of the monster beast.
The shining sun on Bailing's face made him feel the rare warmth, feeling the warm sunshine, but Bailing regrets it in his heart. The withered hand holding the token becomes paler, and his eyes flashed by the name Despair. The brilliance.
Burning self with the essence of evil sun to burn out a pair of dharma eyes that can break through the illusion. Although it will have a lot of disadvantages to the physical body and cultivation base, it is not a big problem in the sect. It is a big deal that he respects it in the end. Some magical medicine.
However, Bai Ling felt arrogant in his heart and felt that he would be able to solve this problem alone. In the end, he even wanted to use the Blood Sun Essence Circumstance to restore his state and even go further, in order to live up to his reputation as the first genius of Yunhai State.
In the previous period, Bai Ling had imagined countless times that when he used the formation to recover his body and returned to the sect with a pair of indispensable Dharma eyes, it would be a glorious thing. Master and his brothers would be How to admire him.
Whenever I think of that scene, Bailing's heart is extremely happy and longing.
However, now Bailing's dream was shattered by someone, and that person not only shattered his hope of recovery, but also shattered his future.
At this moment, Bai Ling knew very well that even if he escaped from the nightmare and returned to the sect, it would be difficult for him to survive. Most of the road of cultivation ended here.
Because when that formation was forcibly broken, his incredibly weak foundation, which had been burnt by the sun's flame essence, had been shattered, and it was almost impossible to repair it, even if he escaped back to the sect, he would just barely use the medicine. Just keep your life.
At this time, Bai Ling was not even sure that he could survive. He believed that with the means of that young man, he might be able to catch up with him soon.
"Damn, why haven't the people from the sect come!"
Holding the token in his hand, Bai Ling cursed in his mouth. When he had just left the cave, he contacted the people of Zongmen. Zongmen also gave a reply, saying that he would come to rescue him immediately.
However, all this tea time has passed, and he hasn't seen a familiar figure. Every time he thinks of the young man's indifferent sneer, Bai Ling's heart will rise to a higher level.
That person gave him the feeling that he couldn't even compare to his master at the pinnacle of transformation.
"Roar!"
As if feeling the anxiety of Bai Ling, the monster snake, which was a contract monster beast, roared, and its forward speed increased by a level again, as it shuttled through the clouds like a sharp arrow.
With the strong wind blowing, Bai Ling couldn't even use the mana to evade the strong wind, and could only rely on the body to carry it hard.
The feeling of being so uncomfortable and aggrieved made Bailing, a Jiao Zi of Yizhou, curse.
"That kid, I must make him unhappy, and I must find a way to ask the ancestor to do it!"
Bailing even felt that his master was not the opponent of that young man, but Bailing believed that even if the young man was no matter how powerful he was, he would be nothing more than an ant in front of the ancestor of the sect.
He Yunhaizong is the first sect of Yunhai Prefecture, even if it is from the Tianfeng Empire's personally ordered state animal husband to Yunhaizong, he must speak softly. This is the strength of Yunhaizong.
Although the Yunhai State was not even ranked in the entire Tianfeng Empire, the Yunhai Sect had a legendary powerhouse in the Divine Emperor Realm, and the other Divine King Patriarchs were more than five fingers.
Even if there was only one ancestor of the Divine King Realm, Bai Ling believed that the gangster would only turn into fly ash with a quick finger.
"Hehe, is it true?"
Just as Bai Ling roared with a hideous face, a chuckle sounded from his side, and Bai Ling's cold sweat was everywhere, and his tired body turned his head with difficulty.
Beside the demon snake, a white-clothed man was standing with his hands full and negative, and auspicious clouds condensed under him. There was obviously no half-distribution of magical power fluctuations, but the whole person's escape speed was exactly as high as the demon snake.
At this moment, the white-clothed man looked at Bai Ling with a smile, but Bai Ling had no warmth in his heart. Instead, it was as cold as a fallen ice cellar.
In the eyes of the other party, Bai Ling did not see his own figure, as if he was already a dead person.
"Ahem, why did the senior chase after? Then the bad days can be overcome?"
Seeing the Lark, who was obviously afraid but forced to calm down, the smile on Song Qingshu's face was even worse. Not only was this man thinking vicious, but also thick-skinned.
But how thick is it?No matter how thick his murderous face is, Song Qingshu can't stop him.
"Naturally accepted, do you want to taste the burning taste of the bad days?"
The smile on Song Qingshu's face remained unchanged, and with a wave of his hand, a golden flame appeared in his hand, and gray traces in the flame were slowly flowing.
At the moment when he saw the flame, the fear in Bai Ling's heart rose to the point where it could not be added.
This bad day Yanjing was so easily subdued, Bai Ling didn't care too much despite the accident. What he cared about was the meaning of the young man's words at this time.
The taste of being burnt by the sun?
Every time he thought of the feeling that he had been burned by the evil sun in order to temper a pair of magic eyes, Bai Ling's body shivered involuntarily.