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I originally thought that the spirit beast egg would attract the most heavenly thunder from the Divine Emperor Realm, but unexpectedly, this black thunder turned out to have the power of the fairyland!

At this moment, Song Qingshu also opened the last restriction!

Song Qingshu threw both Song Ling'er and Yan Luo into the hollow, and kicked the spirit beast egg into Song Ling'er's arms.

Just when he himself was going to get in, the formation formed by the rules of the avenue had already recovered some!

Now if the ban is broken again, I'm afraid the black thunder will enter along the crack!

That's too late!

Chapter 1503 Little Bird?

"father!"

Song Linger stretched out her hand, trying to reach the corner of Song Qingshu's clothes.

One or two restrictions had been restored and the two were separated. Song Qingshu turned around and saw that the black thunder had fallen in front of him!

"hateful!"

At the moment when the swamp liquid has disappeared, there is no restriction on space, so even if it is Yukong or the opening of a wormhole, it is no longer restricted.

"boom!"

Before the black thunder bombarded him, he first opened up a wormhole and blocked him.

However, Hei Lei directly bypassed the wormhole opened by Song Qingshu, and the goal did not change Hei Lei's goal, it was still Song Qingshu.

"Tsk!"

Song Qingshu sideways avoided a small bunch of black thunders that came first, and the sound of thunder blasted in his ears, and even the hem and the restraint behind him were burned out of a hole.

"...Damn it."

"Dad! Come back soon!"

Song Ling'er yelled, hammering his fist above Ban, but did not cause any harm to Ban.

The spirit beast egg rolled down Dao Yan Luo's body, shining a strange light.

"Papa--"

When this strange sound sounded, the black thunder appeared even more violent, as if it was about to destroy everything on the ground, turn it into dust, and annihilate it in the turbulence of the road.

Song Qingshu lifted up the aura and drove the aura into the black thunder.

Heilei instantly swallowed Song Qingshu's aura and transformed it into his own.

It would be great if this black thunder was a component of the rules of the road......yuyV

Song Qingshu couldn't help thinking, but this black thunder could be anything, but it could not be the rule of the great road.

When Song Qingshu dodged the black thunder, when he was wiped by the black thunder, the black thunder directly penetrated the invisible Xianhai King Jing.

If it's what constitutes the rules of the road, it is impossible to break the intangible...

But now he has nowhere to escape.

Behind him were Song Ling'er and Yan Luo. Yan Luo's claws kept holding on to the restriction. Song Ling'er also bombarded all the Jinxing Avenues around him above the restriction, but there was no sign of shaking the restriction at all.

Just broke the formation, but Song Qingshu personally broke the restriction, how could he not know how strong the restriction was.

It was precisely because of the intensity of the restriction that he was relieved of Song Ling'er and Yan Luo who were hiding in the restriction.

The black thunder hovered in mid-air and struck again.Song Qingshu looked at the Lei who was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help sighing.

It seems that I have to explain here today, but anyway...

Song Qingshu held the intangible long sword in his right hand and Chun Jun in his left hand. Even if he were to die here, he would definitely fight to the last moment!

Defeat without a fight is not his style!

Just as Song Qingshu is about to swing his double swords

"Pop."

The egg shell is shattered, and the master in the egg is about to show up!

Hei Lei became manic as a result, almost crazy!

Just a little bit, just a little bit!

They only need to devour one more master, and they will become their own king!No one can use them, no one can resist them!

They are the top of the disaster in this world, in charge of the fear of the entire world!

"Papa--!"

Hei Lei Si ruthlessly smashed the invisible long sword in Song Qingshu's hand, and knocked off the invisible to protect the other side. Just when the black thunder was about to bombard Song Qingshu's body, the golden wings restrained it. Zhong fluttered out and stopped in front of Song Qingshu!

"bell……"

Seeing the golden streamer, Song Qingshu thought it was Song Ling'er who had escaped from the restriction somehow, and his heart was tight, and he wanted to catch the vague shadow.

When I caught my hand, I realized that my hand was just a little yellow bird that had been chucking round.

"What the hell?!"

Song Qingshu wanted to cry without tears, he had already felt the temperature on the black thunder, and in just one breath, the black thunder could blast him into dregs.

"Chop?"

The little yellow bird glanced at Song Qingshu, his little wings flapped twice, and he faced the black thunder.

"idiot!"

Song Qingshu still wanted to catch it, but when its beak opened, the black thunder was directly sucked into its stomach and swallowed up.

The little yellow bird flopped twice again, stopped on Song Qingshu's shoulder, as if he was extremely comfortable, and burped.

Not only Song Qingshu was stunned, but even Song Ling'er and Yan Luo, who were under restraint, were stunned.

The black thunder that almost killed them just now was eaten by this weak yellow bird?

Song Qingshu was a little unacceptable, but this little yellow bird was indeed in front of his eyes, swallowing all the black thunder into his stomach.

Not only that.

The little yellow bird seemed to have had enough rest, flapping its wings, and flew before the restriction.

Just when Song Qingshu thought that the little yellow bird would be blocked by the prohibition, the prohibition caused a wave of ripples due to the arrival of the little yellow bird, which directly opened a path for the little yellow bird.

"Tweet..."

The little yellow bird has been hovering in front of the restriction, as if to invite Song Qingshu in.

Although there is neither the threat of the black thunder nor the chasing of the swamp liquid, going in is not something that requires determination.

In addition, Song Qingshu has not forgotten, the system once told him that there are good things under this hole, and this little yellow bird is obviously the master of this black thunder and prohibition.

Not bad, even this swamp liquid can be used for it.

Song Qingshu looked at the invisible that he had just been burned out of a hole by the black thunder.

From the intangible nature, under normal circumstances, if it is damaged, it will recover immediately.

Because the intangible has no form, and there will be no substantial damage.

However, after the battle just now, Song Qingshu discovered that all the damage caused by the black thunder could only recover at a slow speed.

If it resumes at this speed, the invisible does not know when it will be able to recover to a usable state again.

The more Song Qingshu thought about it, the more headache he got, so he simply put the matter aside and followed the little yellow bird into the hollow.

As soon as Song Qingshu entered the ban, Song Ling'er stepped forward and hugged him, crying in his arms.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? I cried like this..."

Song Qingshu was helpless, but still held Song Ling'er and patted her on the head.

"Dad is a fool!"

Song Qingshu shook his head helplessly.

However, if Song Linger said yes, in fact, he also knew the fact that he would never bring children.

The little yellow bird saw the egg shell when it broke out, and made a long and pleasant cry, and then pounced on the egg shell. The bird's beak pecked on it, engulfing the egg shell in its abdomen.

"It seems...this is the previous soul egg?"

Song Qingshu knelt down and looked at the appearance of the little yellow bird eating eggshells.

This scene actually reminded him of Song Linger's appearance when she just broke out of her shell. It was exactly the same as the little yellow bird now.

Chapter 1504

Song Linger simply sat next to Song Qingshu, watching that little yellow bird devour her own eggshell: "So this little yellow chicken is a spirit beast?"

Little yellow chicken...

Song Qingshu was unable to complain. Although this little yellow bird looked a bit like a chicken, at least the bird could still fly. When Song Ling'er spoke, it turned into a chicken directly.

Song Ling'er reached out and poked the round body of the little yellow bird.

"Tweet--!"

The little yellow bird was poked by Song Ling'er so that her round body rolled out directly following Song Ling'er's movements.

"Wow! How did it roll away?!"

Song Ling'er was startled. She didn't expect that with such a small amount of strength, this little yellow bird could roll so far.

She just thought it was funny and wanted to poke the little yellow bird...

However, the little yellow bird was probably also lifeless. After it stopped, it fluttered twice, then flew back to the eggshell, continuing to peck at the remaining eggshell.

However, Song Ling'er didn't dare to disturb it any more now, she just watched quietly.

Song Qingshu looked down, if it weren't for her illusion, this little yellow bird... should have become a little bigger.

Although the little yellow bird has grown a little bigger, it is only the size that has grown. The round one is still round, and there is no change at all on this point.

The crowd waited for the little yellow bird to finish eating the eggshell, and sat directly on the ground with a plop, and then took another long hiccup.

Song Qingshu was a little silent, and he didn't know if this little yellow bird would eat so much at once.

If there is another Song Linger second...

Song Qingshu couldn't help holding his forehead. The other monks spent their money on the miraculous medicine. He was the only one who would spend more on food than mysterious things...

He didn't want to be famous for such inexplicable things, such as a certain Daoist who had a good appetite.

After the little yellow bird had rested, Song Linger hugged it in her arms and squeezed it: "Dad, it has become a lot bigger."

Song Qingshu glanced at the little yellow bird.

The little yellow bird could have been held by Song Ling'er at best, but now it can be held in Song Ling'er's arms.

However, Song Ling'er's holding method successfully lifted the two wings of the little yellow bird to the sky, and her face had to be squeezed into her shape, and she would look breathless on the spot in the next second.

However, Song Ling'er herself didn't seem to be conscious of it, and she was jumping around with the little yellow bird.

Sorry little yellow bird.

Song Qingshu secretly apologized to the little yellow bird, he planned to pretend not to see it.

Yan Luo saw all this in his eyes and decided not to put Song Qingshu on the list for help again.

Song Qingshu and others followed the passage all the way down.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu originally thought that there should be a lot of institutions or other formations where there are dual protections of swamps and prohibitions.

But not only there are not many hostile formations here, but there are even a few night pearls embedded on the cave wall to illuminate the passage for them.yuyV This is too gentle for Song Qingshu and others who are invaders.

It's like a pile of treasures beckoning to the invaders, let them grab them quickly.

However, it may also be because they are now with the little yellow bird, and the little yellow bird is likely to be the owner of this place, so the formation of this place did not attack them.

The little yellow bird is still confined in Song Linger's arms, and his death on the spot is probably only a thin line away.