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The barrier gradually lost its vitality because of Song Linger's flying kick and the flames of Yan Luo's slaughter avenue. The body became more and more brittle, and it actually looked like an ordinary wall.

"It's going to run."

Song Qingshu slowly opened his eyes.

Because he gained control of the several avenue rules in the barrier, he naturally found a touch of wisdom in the barrier, and gradually tended to separate himself from the barrier.

"It's already this time, I still want to run... Oh, interesting."

Song Qingshu sneered, pierced the invisible into the barrier, opened the way along the rules of the avenue, and directly caught up with the wit who wanted to escape.

Lingzhi was overtaken by Song Qingshu within a few breaths. When Lingzhi had penetrated through Lingzhi invisibly, Lingzhi made a sound like a scream, which disappeared without a trace and lost his breath.

At the moment when the spiritual wisdom disappeared, not only the variegated barrier, but even the pure black liquid disappeared instantly.

The people in the Vermilion Bird Region didn't notice the movement on Song Qingshu's side at all. After the pure black liquid disappeared, they still froze for a few breaths before turning their heads to look at where Song Qingshu was standing.

Song Qingshu returned to the crowd after a few leaps: "It's solved, there is a wise mind that manipulates pure black liquid and the barrier. It seems that the thing is not a random trap, but it can be said that someone wants to intentionally harm. Our product."

"Who would want to intentionally harm us?"

Lin Fengyu was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth.

If in this secret realm, someone wants to murder them, then they should pay more attention no matter what.

Chapter 1536

After Song Qingshu got rid of the abyss trap, everyone just modified it a bit and set off on the way to the second floor.

Lin Fengyu faintly sighed and whispered to his ears, and said to Song Qing: "What you just said, whoever wants to harm us, should you be a little eye-catching?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure yet."

Song Qingshu coughed slightly, and his hands were invisible and attached to the robe, blending with the robe.

Everyone came to the second floor of the minaret together, and saw that there were so many differences between the second floor and the first floor.

On the first floor, the densely packed bookshelves and storage cabinets become a lot looser on the second floor, and even the collections are different from those on the first floor.

However, everyone can feel that the spiritual power of the collections on the bookshelves is not comparable to those of ordinary secret books.

"That... Miss, can we..."

Although some people in the Vermillion Bird Territory are already ready to move, perhaps because of a series of changes just now, they are all a little awe-inspiring.

Even in front of this embarrassing treasure, it is not easy to be able to retain some sense of reason.

Rao is Lin Fengyu's eldest lady in the Vermillion Bird Territory, looking at these treasures, she was moved a little bit.

"Sun Ze, see if there is anything wrong here."

Lin Fengyu restrained his temper and ordered Sun Ze behind him.

Song Qingshu walked aside and patted Yan Luo on the head.

Although the appearance of Yan Luo's human face and animal body has always been a shadow in his heart.But after spending a long time with Yan Luo, it seemed that he didn't mind Yan Luo's looks so much.

Song Ling'er, as a creature of Jinxing Avenue, was originally a monster-like existence, and did not have a human aesthetic. Naturally, she did not think that there was any problem with Yan Luo's appearance, but played well with Yan Luo.

Yan Luo whispered one or two obediently, completely without the ferocious aura of his looks.

Although Song Qingshu looked like he was lazy, in fact, he had been thinking about certain issues.

Except for Lin Fengyu, they haven't even met anyone else yet.

It stands to reason that as a secret world left by a powerhouse in the fairyland, it is impossible for no one to come in and explore.

And the name left by this fairyland powerhouse flying ascend should not be considered small, this person who came here in admiration is enough to fill the entire small world.

But they have not encountered people from other forces for a long time, and this really cannot be regarded as a normal development.

If he counts himself as a pedestrian as an extraordinary variable, it is the existence where Heaven cannot control whereabouts, then he can meet Lin Fengyu, it can be regarded as normal.

But now, because he is with Lin Fengyu and the others in the Vermillion Bird Region, he can't run around. If he has to say it, it can be regarded as the meaning of the black hand behind the scenes.

"Dad, you still don't think this place is right, right?"

Song Linger naturally could see what Song Qingshu was thinking, sitting next to him, over Song Qingshu's shoulders, and looking at the deeds of the people in the Vermillion Bird Region.

"There are too many things wrong, I don't know where to start."

After Song Qingshu was silent for a while, he said leisurely.

"Dengjian told me just now, this place makes it feel very bad."

Song Ling'er shook her head and lifted the lamp from Yan Luo and placed it on her lap.

Deng Jhin wanted to run at first, but maybe because of too many times, he gradually got used to it. Even the idea of ​​running gradually lost his sound and gave up the struggle.

"There is no trace of the will of heaven in this place, or the will of heaven who wants to swallow me."

Dengjin flung his wings, flew a little in the direction of Song Qingshu, and stood still in front of Song Qingshu.

"In other words, the spirit that wants to harm us this time is not the so-called will of heaven."

Song Qingshu had a hunch for a long time, and the people who wanted to harm them were not only the will of the day.

In addition to the will of heaven, there are other guys who belong to this small world, who are a little jealous of them and monks.

It's a pity that Song Qingshu still doesn't know for the time being, what good will it do for the wise master to harm them.

If you know it, it should be easier to infer who it is.

Under Lin Fengyu's order, Sun Ze was busy for another long time.yuyV Song Qingshu had always broken the battle before, and there was no such a waste of time.

After all, the cultivation base of this group of people only needs tricks and tricks.But these guys in Vermilion Territory can't be as reckless as they are.

Whatever I have to say, I can only say that Song Qingshu and the others never liked to follow those serious methods when they explored certain places before, and they have always taken a different approach.

"Miss, you haven't solved it clearly yet?"

Song Qingshu nodded to Lin Fengyu, and actually began to call Lin Fengyu the eldest.

"The entire second floor is much larger than the first floor, how can it be so fast."

Lin Fengyu couldn't help complaining and looked at Sun Ze's formation.After a few breaths, he said to Song Qing's calligraphy: "But I have searched for so long, there should be no formations."

"Then I'll go take a look first."

After Song Qingshu moved his muscles and bones, he took Song Linger's hand and flew straight forward.

"Hey you--"

Lin Fengyu was taken aback by Song Qingshu's actions, and now he almost has a headache.

Song Qingshu's recklessness is simply testing whether her heart can stand it.

What Lin Fengyu was worried about was not whether Song Qingshu would swallow the treasures in the spire alone, but what she was worried about was whether something would happen to Song Qingshu.

After a few breaths, Song Qingshu and Song Linger landed without triggering anything that could be called a trap.

"Oh, since it's all there and there is no problem, there is probably no problem."

The white phantom slapped his tongue in the air, a bit lost.

How could Song Qingshu fail to hear the disappointment in the words of the white phantom. He glanced at the white phantom, and then said somewhat irritably, "What formation did you originally plant here?"

"Eh...I can't say what formations were laid, but it's just a small means to protect my darlings."

"Small means? Senior, would you put that kind of meaningless little things? I don't believe it."

Song Qingshu let out a cold snort and stretched out his hand to the bookshelf.

Under the gaze of the white clothing phantom with some expectation, Song Qingshu directly triggered the organ on the bookshelf.

Suddenly a silver king appeared on the bookshelf, approaching Song Qing's writing gate.

Without waiting for Song Qingshu's move, Song Ling'er's killing figure stretched out two fingers and directly pinched the silver net in his hand.

Chapter 1537 Silver Restriction

"be careful!"

Lin Fengyu's heart was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't care about the etiquette that the eldest lady should observe, and shouted to Song Qingshu.

The silver net turned into a trace of liquid in Song Linger's hands, slipped out of the fingers of the killing human figure, and went straight to Song Qingshu!

"Senior, you are really naive."

Song Qingshu had already noticed the little expression of the white phantom, and deliberately triggered it, just to see what kind of trap the white phantom would be.

"Hey, you all triggered it anyway, that's just fun, but it's just a little thing, it's fun to pass the time."

The white shadow is smiling as if watching a good show, and there is no idea that he should reflect after he is half-deceptive.

"Anyway, you don't feel sorry for yourself, so don't blame me."

Song Qingshu chuckled in a low voice, and a black thunder, which symbolized the power of the rules of the Great Path of Destruction, was condensed in his hands.

After crossing Song Ling'er, the silver net turned into a silver short spear, until Song Qingshu had a mentality of not giving up until he reached the goal.

"call out--!"

The silver short spear screamed through the air, and the silver spear curled up with the wind that was enough to cut human skin and approached Song Qingshu's facade. There was no plan to let Song Qingshu go.

"bring it on!"

Song Qingshu turned the black thunder into a spear shape and faced the silver short spear.

The tip of the gun was connected with the tip of the gun, and a vacuum area was directly bombarded at the point of contact.

After a sour explosion in the vacuum area, it actually exploded directly, and the space-time turbulence gushing out of the hole spread out in all directions like an oncoming tide.

The silver short spear was swept ten feet away by the turbulent flow constructed by the rules of the Time and Space Avenue, and instantly released all the momentum, like a dry leaf boat, floating in the turbulence of time and space.

Song Qingshu directly opened up a space in the turbulent flow of time and space, and the turbulent flow of time and space did not have the clothes that could be next to Song Qingshu.

"Call—" yuyV

Song Qingshu exhaled a foul breath, and the power of the rules of the Time and Space Dao circulated on his side, but with a wave of his sleeves, the power of the rules of the Air Dao was gathered to his side at that time, and it did not spread to Song Linger, the others and the people in the Vermillion Bird Domain. Away.

The silver short gun shook a few times, shaking off the turbulent flow of the time-space avenue on the gun body, and the silver gun accelerated again. The speed seemed to be a stream of light that pierced the space, and it was aimed at Song Qingshu, engulfing several avenue rules. The power is coming!

"I can't help myself."

Song Qingshu turned around, and the silver spear passed straight ahead of his nose.Seeing that the silver spear failed to achieve a single blow, he turned back and went straight to the back of Song Qingshu's head.

"Senior, this thing you made here is too much trouble."

Song Qingshu complained in an angry voice, condensing the Destroyed Thunder into a short blade somewhat similar to the silver short spear, and directly facing the silver short spear.

"boom--!"

There was another roar, and the floor within a few feet of Song Qingshu's foot was actually suppressed by the shock and showed signs like a spider web.

"Song Qingshu!"

Lin Fengyu naturally saw Song Qingshu's seemingly deflated appearance, holding a sword in his hand, and yelling at Song Qingshu with some worry, "I'll help you--"

"No need, and there is no need."

Song Qingshu looked at the silver short spear in front of him and couldn't help but hooked his mouth.

To outsiders, this silver short gun seemed to be a bit stronger than him.

However, Song Qingshu himself knew that this silver short spear, although there were no traces left after the battle on the surface, but the silver short spear came from the tip of the spear and was struck by the thunder of the Rules of the Fallen Road in Song Qingshu's hand. A pair of wear.

"Oh, I'm a little uncomfortable to be cracked so simply by the younger generation."

The white phantom floated beside Lin Fengyu, couldn't help but stroke the beard that was no longer visible, smiled and told the onlookers watching the victory or defeat.

"This...how can he win this? This is obviously because Song Qingshu was at a disadvantage. How could it be that he won?!"

Lin Fengyu pointed to the floor under Song Qingshu in disbelief. The floor was already shattered, and the original shape was no longer visible.

Even the bookshelf that originally existed in the middle of the second floor didn't know which corner Song Qingshu flew to because of the confrontation between Song Qingshu and the silver short gun.

But the only thing to be thankful for is that those secrets have some restrictions, but there is no damage in this fight.