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"Walking on the path of immortality, passing here occasionally."

A divine weapon was condensed from the hand of the divine crocodile, and the armour stomach radiated a cold glow on its body: "Since it is a person who climbs the immortal, then it must be a battle to prove it, come on, kill it!"

Song Qingshu looked at the menacing crocodile, and suddenly said with a light smile: "Die."

boom!

Following Song Qingshu's words reached the ears of God Crocodile.

Suddenly, the crocodile seemed to be bombarded by thunderbolt, and the imperial palace under him and the magical soldiers in his hand were crushed into a sky full of glory.

Tu Yi Xiaoxiong with a chuckle.

Song Qingshu's first battle on the road to ascend to the immortal came to an end with such an anticlimax.

With the death of the crocodile, a clear light shot on Song Qingshu's body, leaving a little star.

"Ding, the system prompts that Xinghui is a testimony to the success of the road to ascend to the immortal. When a hundred points are collected, the ascending to the immortal will be successful!"

Hearing this, the smile on Song Qingshu's face was even greater.

When Xinghui arrived, Song Qingshu left this world directly, and then flew towards the depths of the road of ascending immortality.

Chapter 466 Bone World

After a chuckle of the crocodile, Song Qingshu's journey to ascend to the immortal suddenly became extremely boring.

Under the instructions of the Lord of Samsara, he has been traveling for several months, from one big world to another.

Among them, he is tireless, repetitive and monotonous, and has yet to encounter a creature.

Sometimes Song Qingshu would raise his head and look at the vast sky, the darkness and coldness on it are boundless, endless.

It's just like the road to immortality that I have experienced.

I don't know the length of Xianlu, Song Qingshu had to keep his head stuffed and then flew down.

Seeing Song Qingshu, I didn't know how far away I was from the Lake of Reincarnation.

Song Qingshu has no goals.

Therefore, he can only walk along a road to ascend to immortality that the Lord of Samsara has already paved.

I don't know the road, I don't know the destination on the way, and I walk passively all the way.

This kind of road is lonely, with indescribable loneliness.

Except that the mechanized sound of a system occasionally rang in Song Qingshu's ears.

So no one can talk to Song Qingshu anymore.

He was far from the glitz of the world, and he could only choose a person to practice in loneliness, but there was no other way.

"The strongest cultivators in the world have walked this road to ascend to immortality, so the great emperors in my group must have also walked."

"As the group leader, how can I be inferior to them in everything? I must reach the end when following their footsteps!"

Song Qingshu said to himself.

I don't know how long Song Qingshu has been on the boundless road of Dengxian.

"Ding, the system prompts that a world full of life is coming soon."

When I heard the system prompt.

The expression on Song Qingshu's face changed from calm and indifferent to an extremely carnival.

So many worlds passed by Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu now really needs a world where someone can chat with him, fight, and shed blood.

"bring it on!"

Song Qingshu adjusted his breathing slightly.

He took a sudden step, and his figure appeared in another new world.

Welcome Song Qingshu this guest.

Not the breeze and drizzle that this world occasionally raises.

It's not a flower or wine.

What greeted Song Qingshu was a bone knife wielded by a half-step transforming god realm powerhouse!

boom!

Only when Song Qingshu's figure condensed appeared in this world.

A depressed, heavy aura rushed towards Song Qingshu.

The air was smashed by this shank knife, and a loud explosion sounded from the air: "Bang!"

Followed by this explosion.

It was a crystal-clear bone knife with a powerful force, and the power contained on it far exceeded the Yuan Ying's nine-fold realm.

The owner of the bone knife is willing, I am afraid that this slash will be able to smash a small world.

The moment Song Qingshu left the gate of space, he encountered such a terrible attack, which was naturally touching.

But Song Qingshu didn't have a trace of fear in front of the oncoming Bone Sword, but there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that my road to the immortal will not be lonely anymore. Without friends, some enemies are also very lively!"

Song Qingshu calmly looked at the bone knife he had cut on him, without a trace of anger.

Not only was he not angry, but he was surprised, because he was fed up with the monotony and loneliness on Dengxian Road.

"Snapped!"

Song Qingshu's left finger flicked lightly, the space shook, and an extremely powerful force broke away from his fingers, and then hit the crystal-clear bone knife hard.

There was a soft sound.

The crystal clear bone knife was instantly bounced into mustard powder flying in the sky.

As soon as Song Qingshu remembered his hand, his right hand swept Tianlei's palm.

With a bang, the extremely ruinous palm of Heavenly Tribulation brought a tens of thousands of thunderbolts to the front of Song Qingshu.

Tian Jiezhang did not photograph anyone's body, but fell on a bone.

So with a muffled noise, that snow-white skeleton broke apart on the spot, and the half-stepped god-level realm turned into ashes.

"What kind of world is this? Why don't you see humans, but see the bones?"

Song Qingshu waved his sleeves at will, dispelling the scattered bone meal in front of him.

Immediately, Song Qingshu looked forward, frowning.

Where Song Qingshu saw, there was an extremely heavy breath of death in all places.

There is no light in this world, but it is not very dark either.

It seems to be abandoned by the world, letting it fend for itself.

Song Qingshu raised his foot and walked forward, and the four fields he saw were still drowsy, with a band of black mist encircling it.

He seemed to have come to a kingdom of death.

The thick floating clouds above his head are like mountains pressed into the sky, covering every inch of space that Song Qingshu can see with his naked eyes.

So this world has no sunshine, no moonlight, and no stars.

"What the hell is this?"

Song Qingshu kept walking, whispering softly, indifferently.

From what Song Qingshu observed.

The world in which I stand is a black and white world, without any splendid brilliance.

Only the darkest evening, and the dense bones on the ground, full of bone meal.

How many people died to accumulate so many bones?

How long does it take to die to be covered with so much bone meal?

For so many questions, Song Qingshu did not know the answer.

In this world, he couldn't see a creature with flesh and blood.

Only the bones are walking around in the world, and the ghost fire flickers and beats in their eye sockets, dark and mysterious.

"What kind of world did I come to?"

Song Qingshu murmured softly, helpless and a little lost.

In such a world, although there are things in motion, this is not the world Song Qingshu wants after all.

Song Qingshu walked a long distance in a helpless mood.

It is a pity that the floor in front of him is still covered with bones, and it is difficult to see the end.

In the end, Song Qingshu gave a cold snort and started flying through the air. He flew over many seas and mountains, but it was still white!

Seeing this, even though Song Qingshu's heart was as strong as iron, he couldn't help but feel cold.

Because this is too scary.

Even if it is a big world, it is impossible for the creatures on it to be wiped out and slaughtered to death. It is impossible to have so many bones. How did this form?

"boom!"

Just when Song Qingshu sighed.

There was a loud noise under him.

Then all of a sudden, a cruel gleam shot at Song Qingshu.

Shattered the blue sky where Song Qingshu was standing.

It was like an endless ocean.

The gloomy light envelops a black ancient spear.

Several strands of supernatural power representing the rules are condensed on the spear.

Song Qingshu was surprised when he saw this.

His figure turned into a thunder arc and flew across the sky, quickly avoiding the black ancient spear.

"kill!"

After Song Qingshu avoided the spear.

Not far from him, there was a black figure standing on the white bone mountain.

The black figure looked up to the sky and roared, which was very different from the other white bones and was deafening.

Chapter 467

"Who are you! Why step into the world of bones!"

The black figure standing on the bone mountain looked up at Song Qingshu, Senbai's white bones never opened his mouth.

Now it is a bone, without a tongue and vocal cords, even opening its mouth is useless.

So it just looked at Song Qingshu, and its consciousness was shaking, so Song Qingshu heard the horrible voice in his mind.

"Passers-by on Dengxian all the way."

Song Qingshu also stood on the pile of bones, looked up at the black figure not far away, and opened his lips indifferently.

When I heard the words Deng Xian Lu Yi, the black skeleton couldn't help but stop.

Then, in the divine consciousness that it exudes, there was a mood of sneer and ridicule: "Hahaha! At best, it is only a half-step visible existence of the five-layer Nascent Soul, dare you to embark on the road of ascending to the immortal?"

"Tell you! If you think of an existence like you, there can only be a dead body on Dengxian Road!"

"My White Bone Realm is the place on the road to ascend to the immortal, the strongest is already the first layer of the gods, do you know how terrible the existence at the end of the road is?"