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The strong man on Tianmao roared, his face was full of grinning smiles.

Song Qingshu's expression is still indifferent:

"Who is dead?"

In a word, Song Qingshu's right hand fingers shook slightly behind him.

Hum!

Stopped with Song Qingshu's little action.

A very harsh sound suddenly came from between heaven and earth.

As the sound stopped, the space within ten feet of Song Qingshu was full of thin lines transformed by the vitality of heaven and earth.

Shen Tiejiu is a supreme master who can beat down, even though he is a five-fold realm of transforming gods, he can beat the ordinary eight-fold masters of transforming gods.

So when Song Qingshu's right hand finger tapped behind her back.

Shen Tiejiu felt an indescribable sense of crisis.

"Stop! Hurry back!"

Shen Tiejiu stopped the old horse under him, and while telling the other cavalry behind him not to move forward, he reminded the strong man who stepped on Song Qingshu to come back.

However, Song Qingshu's shot was too fast and too fast, like a ghost and generally unable to resist, there is no way to predict and avoid it.

"what!"

Following the sound of a stern horse howl, the terrifying Pegasus of the Eightfold Elementary Infant Realm was chopped into a pool of fleshy flesh directly in the thin line.

Its primordial spirit is directly transformed into a puddle of blue smoke floating between the heaven and the earth.

However, the powerhouses of the gods of the Tianma generation are also real masters.

As soon as Shen Tiejiu's scream sounded, he had already broken his horseback, and the man flew out like a feathered arrow, his sturdy body turned into an afterimage.

In an instant, this strong man wanted to quietly go away and leave the death penalty area beside Song Qingshu.

"Want to go?"

Song Qingshu's mouth curled up with a cold smile, and the palm of his right hand behind him closed suddenly.

Two puffs sounded softly.

A soft pop came from Song Qing's palm.

A soft sound was a prelude to blood splattering after the strong man was cut into countless fragments by the thin line array.

There was a muffled sound.

The body of the triple powerhouse of the Transcendent God Realm turned into a puddle of mud and fell in front of Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked at the mud, gently brushing his sleeves, and arrested the primordial spirit of the powerhouse from the mud.

"Master Shen, save me, I don't want to die yet!"

The primordial spirit of the powerhouse of the god transformation completely lost his previous temper in Song Qingshu's hands, crying and begging Shen Tiejiu on the side.

Shen Tiejiu was cruel and decisive. He was just a follower dog and couldn't make himself angry.

It's just that now there are so many younger brothers watching behind him, even if Shen Tiejiu doesn't care about his life, he still has to care about his own face.

One thought ends here.

Shen Tiejiu took a few steps forward.

"If you hadn't come prepared and wanted to sneak on me with a formation, then in the first moment, you had prepared a formation that made me a little tricky."

"It seems that you are the master of formation?"

Shen Tiejiu deserves to be extremely arrogant. By now, he has forgotten that he wanted to trample Song Qingshu into a meatloaf.

Not only that, he also defined Song Qingshu's formation as a sneak attack on himself. So arrogant, Song Qingshu couldn't help but chuckle: "I set up a formation specifically to attack you? Hahaha, what kind of green onion are you? ?"

Listening to Song Qingshu's mocking words, Shen Tiejiu's entourage couldn't help but raised his sword eyebrows, and shouted angrily: "Legacy! Lord Shen is one of the famous Dengxian nine riders! How dare you be so rude, you can't live or die!"

When Song Qingshu heard the words, his brows were slightly raised, and he indifferently glanced at the person who was calling him: "I don't know how to live or die!"

As the last movable word was spit out by Song Qingshu, a thunder and roar suddenly sounded in the ears of the monk, and the soul was shaking and shaking.

"puff!"

Listening to Song Qingshu's stern sound, the cultivator of the Divine Transformation Stage 2 fell directly onto the unicorn holy beast, foaming at the mouth, unable to speak.

Shen Tiejiu coldly looked at the monk who was yelling at the unicorn holy beast by Song Qingshu, and for the first time there was a solemn expression of Song Qingshu in his eyes: "A good cultivation level, it seems that you, like me, are both compressing the supremacy of the realm. Master."

"Well, forty-nine riders behind me don't mind adding you one more. Come on, I agree with your strength."

Chapter 534

"I agree with you."

This simple phrase caused an uproar among the monks before Xiongcheng.

Able to embark on the road to ascend to the immortal, and walk on the moon, all the way to the current monk, ask who is not the supreme powerhouse with arrogance.

But now Song Qingshu has shown such a powerful cultivation base and realm, even the four-tiered powerhouse of the God Transformation Realm dare not look down on Song Qingshu's half-step Transcendent God Realm cultivation realm.

But nevertheless.

He only got Shen Tiejiu's approval, which can be said to be an insult, or even a kind of contempt.

"Oh?"

"You said you recognized me?"

"Then what position do you plan to arrange for me?"

Song Qingshu looked at Shen Tiejiu, his eyes were still extremely indifferent, like a thousand miles of cold snow.

Shen Tiejiu pointed at the three-fold Yuan Ling of the Transcendent God Realm held by Song Qingshu with his finger, and smiled slightly: "I know that you are very happy with my approval."

"But now you'd better return the primordial spirit in your hand to me, otherwise everything will not be discussed, and I will chase you to the end of the world!"

Shen Tiejiu is now a terrifying master of the five levels of the God Transformation Realm, and there is no need to deliberately urge him, there is a sense of heaven and earth between talking and smiling.

Just such a simple word made the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth around Song Qing's body tremble fiercely.

Vaguely between.

The Great Avenue of the Heavens seemed to move with Shen Tiejiu's words and crashed towards Song Qingshu.

With a pop, Song Qingshu's ankle plunged directly under the extremely strong diamond ground, and there was a soft sound.

"Hurry up!"

Following Shen Tiejiu's movements, the forty-eight riders behind Shen Tiejiu all made loud noises.

Every one of them has the absolute strength of Huashen Yizhong at the lowest.

When they roared together, a series of great words flew out of their mouths and smashed toward Song Qingshu, like the forty-eight gods and demons were roaring.

Obviously, Shen Tiejiu and the forty-eight riders behind him are an extremely powerful force.

Just this loud roar almost suffocated everyone around them.

The forty-nine wild beasts under their crotches roared wildly, and the sky was about to split. A few of the distant God-Transforming Realm experts were directly stunned to the ground, foaming at their mouths, unable to themselves.

however.

For Song Qingshu.

Although Shen Tiejiu and the forty-eight riders behind him are strong, they are far from the point where they feel tricky.

At best, it can be regarded as annoying for Song Qingshu.

"To shut up!"

Song Qingshu's right palm closed sharply, and instantly pinched the villain in his hands into a spiritual light.

When Song Qingshu decided to make a move, Song Qingshu also had enough vitality in his body and roared wildly.

He roared that Shen Tiejiu and Forty-eight were silently riding a crow and bird, and he even roared alive the primordial spirits of a few lower-level cultivators.

With a few muffled noises came.

Forty-eight riders who were able to stand on a horse were suddenly only a little over half left.

The weapon has already retreated thousands of miles before taking the blade.

The realm that Song Qingshu has shown now is already unpredictable.

The countless monks who were not optimistic about Song Qingshu at the beginning of Xiongcheng completely closed their voices, and did not dare to comment on Song Qingshu any more.

As a result, the noisy and difficult world was also quiet, no longer the previous noise.

"Oh shit!"

"Dare you declare war on me?"

"I don't care who you are, anyway you must die here for me today! Give it to me!"

Shen Tiejiu shook his head, and forcibly dispelled the confusion in his mind with the supreme cultivation base, and gained a trace of clarity.

Then Shen Tiejiu looked back at his forty-eight rider, who had suffered heavy losses, and roared furiously.

Listening to Shen Tiejiu's order, a four-tiered god of transformation who was riding a blue bull echoed: "Everyone, follow me and smash this rude person to pieces!"

"Let him know, we are forty..."

Not waiting for the four-tiered powerhouse of God Transformation to finish the words of mobilization, the god of death has arrived.

"To shut up!"

Song Qingshu's body was rippling with the rules of the avenue, and he was full of surging blood.

In a blink of an eye, Song Qingshu cracked the solid ground beneath his feet, and flew, turning into a ghostly afterimage, and suddenly came to the strong man.

With a loud bang, the air in the air was shattered.

Song Qingshu's punch that carried Heavenly Tribulation Thunder blasted over.

After another muffled sound, the head of the strong man was directly smashed, holy blood splashed, white bones shot in all directions, and blood misted into the sky.

The fist with the thunder and robbery became the only one in the world at this moment.

Song Qingshu smashed the strong man who was the first to speak with just one punch, and the blood mist dispersed.

The person's head was shattered, and the body and the soul were annihilated.

"Roar!"

The green bull under the crotch of the four-tiered powerhouse in the transformation of the gods roared endlessly, and the horns above the bull's head shone ten thousand feet away.

"Loyal to protect the Lord? You also have to see how much you can have!"

Don't wait for the horns on Qing Niu's head to reach Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu had already acted sensibly, smashing the two horns on the top of Qingniu with an extremely cold punch.

"Roar!"

The Green Bull screamed sternly.

"Die."

Song Qingshu shot again, his fist almost turned into an afterimage, and the fist directly smashed the head of Qing Niu, extinguishing the soul.

The four-fold powerhouse of the Transcendent God Realm hadn't even challenged Song Qingshu, but merely mobilized.

However, what he was waiting for was Song Qingshu's decisive punch, and the soul and head were beaten to pieces together, and he couldn't believe it to death.

The sense of panic and horror between life and death accompanied his end of life.

At the last moment of life.

This powerful person in the God Realm was so remorseful that it was a pity that time could not be repeated, otherwise he would never have anything to do with Shura, Song Qingshu.

"I want to kill this person, other people, shall I give you a chance?"

After Lei Ting took the shot, Song Qingshu pointed his finger at Shen Tiejiu, who was frowning, and said with a sneer grin.

"you!"