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"boom--!"

Song Qingshu’s avenue rules directly bombarded the barrier of the white phantom. After bursts of explosions, although the barrier became dilapidated, the power of Song Qingshu’s avenue rules was not much surplus. .

At this time, the evil spirits were like a strange army, slamming directly under the barrier of the white phantom, and in a moment they fetched in front of the white phantom.

At this time, the white-clothed phantom didn't have any defense. Even if he wanted to find something to protect himself, he didn't have any means.

The phantom in white clothes was wrapped in the array by the evil spirits and couldn't stop the soul power.

His defeat is a foregone conclusion.

Sun Ze on the side could barely find the soul of Zhao Yuan. After Zhao Yuan was seized by the white phantom, the soul did not completely dissipate, but turned into a wandering soul, wandering around.

According to Zhao Yuan, the reason why this white phantom kept him was simply because he wanted Zhao Yuan to watch him use Zhao Yuan's own body to slaughter all the people in the Vermillion Bird Domain.

But I never thought that as soon as the talents reached the sixth floor, they saw through his identity.

After Lin Fengyu saw that Sun Ze returned Zhao Yuan's soul to his place, he also carried this thin sword and stepped into the formation.

"Woman, leave the last blow to me. If you dare to steal my last blow, I will count all my anger on you."

Suddenly, the altar came to Lin Fengyu's side and stared at Lin Fengyu.

"whatever."

Lin Fengyu's expression was indifferent, and he went straight across the melee, and took down a crescent-shaped magic weapon from the last weapon rack on the sixth floor.

"Anyway, I just want this thing. If you want to kill him, that's your business."

Lin Fengyu walked to the side and started refining the magic weapon without regard to himself.

Song Qingshu took a break for a while, seeing the wronged souls was enough to clear the white clothes phantom, but he didn't even have any thoughts about it.

However, even so, Song Qingshu still opened his mouth and asked.

"Senior, do you know how to construct the means to the fairy world?"

"Ha, of course I know."

"Then senior, can you..."

"No! I can't escape death now, I just want you guys to bury me!"

Song Qingshu was right, seeing that the white phantom really looked like he didn't want to say more, he just smiled faintly.

"Since I don't want to say it, then I won't force you. The problem is just a matter of searching for a soul later."

"Searching for the soul? The old man's soul is not something you can search for."

Baiyi Xuying didn't put Song Qingshu in his eyes, Song Qingshu looked down, directly called the system, and let the system help him.

Ruo Tan quickly filled the white phantom with a gun. Just when everyone thought everything was completely over, the world suddenly shook. At that time, the empty pieces were shattered, and even half a complete space was lost. There is nothing left.

Song Qingshu was startled, and wrapped Yan Luo Dengjian and Song Linger on the side into the invisible, avoiding the battle of fragmented space.

After a jolt, Song Qingshu finally noticed the sound of landing.

He slowly unfolded the invisible and took a deep breath, and he was also aware of this spiritual power gap, which was enough to prove that they were most likely out of this secret realm.

"call--"

Song Qingshu hadn't breathed the fresh air of this Ling Pavilion for a long time, and couldn't help but miss it a little.

"Dad, are we just thrown out?"

Song Ling'er got up and looked around.

The people thrown out are not just them, there are many other monks around them, but most of them are dying, and they seem to have been half-lived by this secret.

Chapter 1590

In the main hall of Daoling Pavilion.yuyV

The complexion of the Lord Daoling Pavilion today is not pretty.

Not only did the secret realm fail to allow the people he sent to have a slight improvement in strength, but he didn't want to clean up the monks who went in for the experience and half to death, which made him really miserable.

Just as the pavilion master of Daoling Pavilion sighed above the main seat, Song Qingshu and Song Linger on the other side were distinguishing where they were.

"Dad, have you been to this place?"

Song Ling'er scratched her head. She had already come to Daoling Pavilion Great Thousand World not long ago, and she didn't like to travel around. It was normal that she hadn't seen anywhere.

"I haven't been here, but with such a thin spiritual power, even if you don't need to use your brain, you can guess what remote location it is."

Song Qingshu glanced at a frothy monk beside him, and looked around again, but found no other shadows.

It seems that it was because of the rift in time and space that caused everyone to be scattered by the turbulent flow of the time.However, on the other side, there are Lin Fengyu who can't figure out the details and the realm of Wonderland strength, so there is no big problem.

Song Qingshu threw this thought aside, and kicked the monk who was still in a state of unconsciousness.

Song Ling'er looked at the monk for a long time before saying: "Dad, let's just leave him alone, see if he doesn't make any noise..."

Just when Song Ling'er wanted to pull Song Qingshu away, the cultivator coughed slightly, and he slowly woke up.

"Huh...this...this is?"

The cultivator raised his eyes and looked around. When he saw that his body was finally not those strange things, he almost took off directly from the floor.

Song Ling'er was so startled by the monk that she stepped back several steps, using a look similar to looking at a madman, and baptized the monk up and down.

"What are you doing?"

The monk also discovered Song Qingshu and Song Ling'er beside him, and when he saw Yan Luo with a human face and an animal body beside Song Qingshu, he almost urinated.

The monk retired and pointed to Song Qingshu and his party: "I can tell you that my teammates are in the space next door. If you dare to do something to me, I...my teammates will definitely not let you go! "

Song Qingshu and Song Linger looked at each other, and finally laughed.

"What's so funny?! I'm not kidding you two!"

The monk was very angry, and when he got up, he started to make his fists at Song Qingshu and his group.

"Ah, why, is it possible that you still want to fight us?"

Song Linger smiled and waved her small fist.

The monk looked at them for a long time: "Wait, you are also monks?"

"Otherwise."

Song Ling'er pursed her mouth. Could it be that the two of them now look like some monsters and ghosts?

"No... It's been a long time since I haven't met other monks except my teammates, I'm just a little uncomfortable."

The monk scratched his head: "My name is Luo Changjun, dare to ask your surname?"

"Song Qingshu, this is my daughter, Song Ling'er."

Song Qingshu gave a brief introduction, and then glanced at the person more: "You just said that you still have teammates, how about your teammates?"

"Just now we were almost driven to a dead end by a monster, and suddenly it was a spatial shock, which directly drove my head away. God knows where I am now."

Luo Changjun looked around: "I have lost my way in such a ghost place. I really don't know what to do."

"We are not really lost now. Is there anything so sad?"

Song Ling'er probed her head and tilted her head in confusion.

"What..."

Luo Changjun choked: "Then where are we now?"

"I have returned to the Great Thousand World. After the secret realm collapsed, everyone was thrown out. We just walked a long way to find our companions before we saw you."

"You said that you met me after a long walk, so how come you say that the secret realm threw everyone out?"

Luo Changjun cautiously stepped back several steps, even holding his magic weapon in his hand.

"Because we saw a lot of corpses on the way here just now, if you don't believe it, you might as well go and see for yourself."

Song Linger's expression was flat, and Luo Changjun frowned.

Luo Changjun turned around and rushed behind him.

"That—you went to the wrong place!"

Song Ling'er kindly reminded him that he saw Luo Changjun's figure for a while, slowly stopped and then walked back: "Which direction?"

"Over there."

Song Ling'er pointed to the small road on her right, Luo Changjun nodded, and rushed over with the magic weapon in his hand.

"Dad, but where should we go now? Can't we stay in this place forever?"

Song Ling'er looked around: "Moreover, there is not even a monster beast, I am almost starving to death."

"There are still some ingredients in the small world. If you really want to eat it, I will cook it for you now."

Song Qingshu smiled, and invisibly reached out and picked up a few firewood, he directly raised the bonfire on the spot, took out the demon beast meat that had been preserved, and cooked it for Song Linger.

Only when Luo Changjun's face turned pale and tremblingly touched it back, Song Qingshu cooked the first batch of monster meat.

"You have seen those things just now, but you can still eat something?!"

Luo Changjun had a nausea, and that battle was not acceptable to everyone.

"Otherwise, what else can I do, because I have seen it, so I won't eat anything?"

Song Ling'er curled her lips and continued to eat the monster meat in her hands.

"Brother, do you eat?"

Song Qing has baked a few more copies of the book, and he wanted to pass it to Luo Changjun.

"...I still can't," Luo Changjun looked constipated and sat aside, clutching his stomach, "I really can't eat anything right now, I can't bear this."

Song Qingshu nodded and put the food straight into his mouth.

Song Qingshu and his party were full and ready to go on the road.

When Luo Changjun saw that Song Qingshu and the others were about to leave, he also followed up: "Um...senior, do you want to consider giving me a little bit?"

Song Qingshu glanced at the man.

Luo Changjun is just a cultivator of the Divine King Realm, even if he wants to do anything bad, it is impossible for Song Qingshu and them to pose any threat.

"Okay, then you just follow."

Song Qingshu nodded and opened the way ahead.

After all, different from the treacherous secret realm, Song Qingshu and his party quickly reached the edge of the jungle and stepped out of the barrier that covered the sky and the sun.

Outside the jungle is a gentle slope, and there is a small town under the gentle slope.

"Ah...I've been to this place before."

Chapter 1591

Song Qingshu looked back and saw that Luo Changjun pointed to the town road in front of him.

"Then tell me, which aspect of the world is this?"

"On the southeast corner, but this is a long way from Daoling Pavilion, and I don't know why it was teleported to such a troublesome place."

Luo Changjun scratched his head: "Should we go to the city and take a good rest?"

Song Qingshu was silent for a while, but said: "No, I have to hurry back to Daoling Pavilion now. Once this secret realm happened, I am afraid that Daoling Pavilion will also make a mess of porridge."

"Hey, I don't know what evil is in that secret realm. It's fine if we don't get anything. The secret realm will still absorb our spiritual power and even devour the monks. I have never seen such a terrible thing. "

Luo Changjun couldn't help complaining, Song Qingshu just listened to a few words, and then left behind Luo Changjun's nonsense.

This secret realm was originally a formation laid by the white phantom. The existence of that formation was to attract them and monks to it, so as to provide him with a body that could be used to seize the house.

Moreover, the secret realm itself also needs a lot of spiritual power supply, in the eyes of the white clothing phantom, these monks are just nourishment.

Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing.

Coupled with the system search for souls, he also knew a lot of inside information that was not clear at the time.