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An incomparably deep Kun's artistic conception is directly enveloped in this Feitian restaurant.

Immediately, Kun's artistic conception condensed into a very bright light spot, and the figures of Song Qingshu and the meditation monk no longer exist.

Seeing Song Qingshu and others disappear into the Feitian Restaurant, the face of the Chinese man with a chuckle face suddenly changed, and an extremely solemn expression appeared between his eyebrows.

"The world of self? The universe in the sleeve?"

"Song Qingshu, you really are so strong..."

The man in Chinese stood up and looked at the light spot where Song Qingshu and others disappeared. He hesitated again and again, wondering if he wanted to use his magical powers to sneak into the light spot, and went to find out.

"Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor, is the so-called meditation on the wall. Some flowers can be bloomed after waiting. There is no need to deliberately do it."

"If you care too much, you will surely provoke you, and it won't do you any good."

When the Chinese-clothed man was tangled up, the monk with tangled hair bands tore off a mouthful of fat-filled dragon meat, while admonishing the Chinese-clothed man.

Hear that.

The man in Chinese couldn't help but smiled jokingly, and after saluting the greasy monk, he went straight back to his table, sipping tea while waiting for the end.

Like the Huayi man, there are still many monks who are against Song Qingshu's battle.

It's just that the man who is as strong as the Chinese dress dare not go too deep, naturally no one in the Feitian Restaurant dared to move rashly, and they all tacitly began to eat vegetables.

...

"This is where?"

"Aren't we supposed to be in the Feitian Restaurant? Who brought us here!"

In a blink of an eye, more than twenty people such as the meditation monk appeared on an extremely majestic mountain.

That majestic Gaoyue mountain rushed straight into the sky, and it was exceptionally magnificent. On the top of the mountain, there were thousands of white waterfalls falling from the sky.

On top of the fairy deer and birds, colorful auspicious clouds linger, the weather is extraordinary, just like a fairyland.

It's just that the meditation monks at this time didn't have the interest in appreciating the beautiful scenery, but looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

"Welcome everyone to come to my world."

"There are thousands of mountains and rivers, and everywhere is the best place on earth, the most is the holy land of bones! You geniuses, don't you pick two places?"

Just before the meditation monk had not figured out the facts clearly.

Song Qingshu's sneer speech sounded from the highest mountain above this Shenyue, and it blew into the minds of the meditation monk and others.

"What did he say! This world is his?"

"Aren't people who reach the realm of Divine Light can simulate their own world! How can he?"

"He is too strong."

Listening to Song Qingshu's words, more than 20 monks who hadn't paid attention to him suddenly exploded, and the discussion continued, some panicked and some excited.

After a word, Song Qingshu stopped talking nonsense.

Standing on the top of Shenyue Mountain, he made no secret of it, and did not hesitate to release the powerful primordial spirit in his body.

Boom!

The vitality in Song Qingshu's body suddenly swept across the mountains and seas like a surging ocean, and then swept across the vast land.

The black hair on the top of Song Qingshu was floating like a waterfall, and his eyes were like a cold glow.

Although he was standing there alone, there was a murderous aura rumbling out, and there was an atmosphere of swallowing thousands of miles in the murderous aura.

Song Qingshu at this time was several times more powerful than that in the Feitian Restaurant just now.

"kill!"

Under the threat of Song Qingshu's breath, the people who besieged Song Qingshu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Soon they stopped thinking about other things, and chose to shoot together.

With the blood of God's clothes to cover the sky, the Great Seal of Fallen Heaven directly smashed into the deep sky, the Scarlet Blood Sword cut off the earth, all kinds of sacred artifacts flew, terrifying!

And the most terrifying thing is.

Among the countless artifacts that killed Song Qingshu, a few more powerful immortal artifacts exploded directly.

The sound waves produced by the explosion cracked the void, and the countless hills around Shenyue turned into dust and ceased to exist.

Such a terrifying impact can definitely kill most of the top masters in the first divine level in an instant, this is a ruthless weapon.

Under the roar of the fairy.

In just a moment, an area the size of a thousand miles in Song Qingshu's world was razed to the ground in one breath.

The mountains are gone, the rivers and seas are dried up, the land sinks thousands of feet, the plains of thousands of miles are not growing, except for the void, there is nothing within a thousand miles.

Those immortal artifacts that were detonated were the treasures of countless great clans, and they were only obtained after they had collected them for a long time on the way to ascend the immortal.

Then they were taken on the road to Dengxian and regarded as the second life, but now they have sacrificed to Song Qingshu in the first time, which shows their determination to kill Song Qingshu.

If you don't make a move.

One shot is the momentum of the thunder, and never left behind.

This group of people is worthy of being one of the strongest people who have come to the present on the way to Dengxian. They are all fighting ghosts, and they did not want to leave Song Qingshu a little hope.

Replaced by others here.

Even the half-step Divine Light Realm powerhouse who has obtained the Dao for many years will undoubtedly die under the roar of this fairy weapon.

Because this immortal weapon's roaring killer move is too fierce, too fast and too fierce, it is impossible to avoid it.

After all, in the Transcendent God Realm, who can surpass the brilliance of the explosion of the fairy?There is no way to answer this question, even if the emperor is reborn, he can't do such a crazy move.

But Song Qingshu is an odd number.

"Lei Ling Fengshen's legs! Clouds and mists are determined! Black and white Tai Chi pictures!"

Song Qingshu thought slightly.

In an instant, thunder arcs were formed under the legs, the body was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the flesh appeared black and white.

One is the peak of speed, the other is the peak of body skills, and the other is the peak of understanding of the great path.

When the three peaks were organically combined by Song Qingshu.

With a bang, Song Qingshu disappeared directly, not even a residual image was left behind, faster than floating light!

Soon those shattered fairy artifact fragments and sky full of sound waves couldn't cut Song Qingshu.

Now Song Qingshu has already practiced his speed level to the level of superb transformation, and when he is walking through, time directly seems to freeze.

After turning around, Song Qingshu came directly thousands of miles away, standing quietly on a mountain peak, watching this extremely terrifying scene with incomparable indifference.

"Hey! Don't you guys know that I've gotten away? It's a happy fight, but one by one is stupid than a pig."

Song Qingshu watched the desperate bombardment of the meditating monk and the others on the position he had just stood upright, sneered, and then shouted loudly, with sarcasm in his words.

The meditation monk and others turned around and looked at Song Qingshu like a ghost.

Chapter 611

The meditation monks and others who shot Song Qingshu were very cruel, and they were a big killer when they shot them, without any remaining hands, and every attack was a world-shattering terror.

Rumbling.

In Song Qingshu's Kunzhi artistic conception, the roar was continuous, and the violent sound above the sky was constant, and a total of hundreds of terrifying fairy artifacts were exploded.

After the fairy weapon bombing, the terrifying aftermath is enough to kill the half-step Divine Light Realm powerhouse without any problem.

Even if it is the invincible side on the Dengxian Road, even the hero who is expected to be on the Dilu Road can only drink hatred if he is hit by the aftermath of the fairy weapon.

If it weren't for Song Qingshu's Kun's artistic conception, which is extremely mysterious, thousands of mountains and rivers, tough like iron, and with a peerless array, the aftermath of the explosion of the fairy will definitely spread more widely.

A random roar of the fairy weapon can completely penetrate the world formed by Kun's artistic conception, leaving it torn apart.

But with such a terrifying killer move, there is no way to win Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu just turned around, and easily avoided this big killer move. Standing thousands of miles away, he jokingly shouted at the monk and the others: "Can you call at the right time? Or you are setting off fireworks during the day. ?"

Listening to Song Qingshu's provocative words, the meditation monk and others turned around and saw Song Qingshu standing on the mountain. Everyone suddenly felt a sense of panic and fear.

"How is it possible! When did he go there?"

"Unexpectedly... not dead? What's going on? Did my fairy tools just go to waste?"

Song Qingshu smiled slightly:

"Now it's almost my turn to shoot, right?"

After saying this, a monstrous killing intent descended from the sky, directly enveloping the meditation monk and others, chilling into the bones, as if the tide of killing intent would crush it into the sky.

Xia Ye felt Song Qingshu's undisguised killing intent, and she couldn't help but feel panicked.

After slightly panicking, Xia Ye seemed to vent her inner panic, and shouted at Song Qingshu: "Don't take yourself too seriously, Song Qingshu! Who can reach the first pass, who is not the top spot? Here? You are not the only evildoer!"

The meditation monk said coldly:

"You all work together to kill Song Qingshu on the spot, turning him into a puddle of ashes!"

Qingxue shouted coldly together:

"Don't be afraid, Song Qingshu must have a strange treasure in his body to escape so fast, and his true strength is only the triple realm of God Transformation!"

"Kill it with me!"

Just drink words.

Qingxue brought dozens of exceptionally deep realms, and each had its own singular abilities, and the powerful men of their respective powerful side came to Song Qingshu.

"I won't stop you if I want to die!"

Song Qingshu looked at Qingxue and several people who turned into streams of light on the sky, and said with a cold smile.

After that, Song Qingshu kicked his legs hard on the ground.

There was a loud bang, and Song Qingshu's figure disappeared, not knowing where to find it.

Song Qingshu came first, faster than the Qingxue people flying between Tianyu.

Song Qingshu turned into a golden god, carrying a terrifying and terrifying blood, and banged his fist towards Qingxue.

Song Qingshu smelted hundreds of classics, and his understanding of the Great Dao had long since returned to the original level. Now, Song Qingshu is simple and direct.

A blood-colored fist, containing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the fist shocked the ancients and the present, the mighty power of thousands of miles, the shot was the hurricane.

Under the mighty fist, Shenfeng and mountains hundreds of miles away were lifted off, and a big river that opened to the sky was blown to dryness.

"puff!"

The fist shook the void and faced a Buddhist monk in front of Qingxue's group.

"King Kong is not bad! My Buddha is merciful!"

Under the fist of Song Qingshu, the Buddhist monk pinched the rosary in his hand, recited Buddhist words, and simulated an extremely powerful Buddha image with pure and incomparable Buddhist power.

The Buddha's shadow puts his hands together, emitting a ray of light, and even thousands of Buddhist mantras can be heard from the sky. The mantras seem to fall into the sky, with infinite power.

"broken!"

however.

Although the Buddha's imaginary shadow is powerful and terrifying, Song Qingshu still shouted, just shaking his fist and leaving, ignoring the others.

There was a loud bang.

Song Qingshu's fist directly fell on the Buddha's phantom, and after a muffled sound, the Buddha's phantom exploded and then directly shattered.

Under this fist, the Buddhist monk exploded into a blood mist together with the rosary beads in his hand, which was penetrated by Song Qingshu's simple fist.

"kill him!"

Qingxue shouted angrily, and the seven masters marched towards Song Qingshu Town with the Big Dipper as an array.

Boom!

Song Qingshu lowered his eyebrows coldly, and between his hands and feet, the sound of heaven and earth cracking came from all directions.

Song Qingshu's blood flowed away from the sky, he was like a god, with a peerless elegance.