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Here the stars are shining, the bright moon is in the sky, holy as water, and the breeze comes.

Just when he appeared above the star, someone uttered an exclamation.

Right in front of the person who exclaimed, there was a rather huge island floating in the void.

This island is not a world, not a cosmic morning star, but really just a very simple and mysterious giant island.

Although it is an island, it is several times more magnificent than the First God Pass, and there is a breath of eternal vicissitudes in it.

I don't know how many catastrophes the giant island has gone through in this star universe. At this time, it is lying here quietly, leaving the immortal climbers endless daydreams.

"This island is where the heroic battlefield opens. You can kill at will on this island, even if you are fighting for the crown!"

The city lord glanced at a group of black immortal climbers in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he opened his lips.

"Sir, how can you be considered as winning the battlefield of heroes? And then have the qualifications to go to the path of immortality?"

An extremely tall immortal climber raised his hand among the black crowd, and asked questions to the city lord.

Faced with the sudden question, the city lord was not surprised. For so many years dominating the First Shenguan, he has long been familiar with this kind of mechanical work.

Immediately, the city lord nodded, and said without emotional fluctuations:

"If you want to win, you must survive."

"The second is that there are a hundred great laws on the island. Those are the remnants of the rules of heaven and earth. Only one hundred of you can comprehend those hundred rules."

"Those who do not understand the rules will not be able to continue on the road even if they are alive!

Stop talking.

The city lord's right index finger pointed out a little light and sank into the island.

There was a soft buzz.

The islands, which were originally more majestic and countless than the First God Pass, were instantly divided into seven or seven forty-nine pieces by a glorious glow.

Each island is about the same size, and there is no special place.

After finishing all this, the city lord directly threw out the sentence:

"Choose where you want to go."

"You are not allowed to go to war until you have chosen."

Then his figure drifted away and ceased to exist.

Seeing this scene, the immortal climbers who were originally a little confused were even more surprised, not knowing why the island was divided into seven or seventy-nine pieces.

but.

The first thing Song Qingshu did after reaching the First God Pass was to collect all the information about the First God Pass.

Even as subtle as these forty-nine pieces of the island, there is still no way to make Song Qingshu a little confused.

"Forty-nine plots of land seem to be superfluous, but it greatly protects the deaths of talents in the hero battlefield."

"Every person who climbs the immortal can only go to one place to feel the laws of the great road, compete with the local heroes, and must not cross the boundary.

"So, even if the heroic battlefield fights fiercely, at least forty-nine people in the forty-nine world will survive, won't they all die?"

Song Qingshu glanced at the forty-nine division of land, opened his lips and spoke softly. The speech was not too loud, but it enabled other monks to understand the role of the forty-nine division of land in the shortest time.

At the moment when each of the males decides which division to enter.

"Wow..."

There was a huge roar coming from this island. It was the shock and shock that belonged to the soul, tyrant like the sea, boiling like a tide.

This terrifying roar clearly came from the depths of the mountains on the island, and it was obvious that there were ancient savage beasts in it.

"Song Qingshu, are you still not in?"

When Song Qingshu was picking up the battlefield on the island that he wanted to enter, the voice of the Demon Lord Tianwei sounded in his ears. Hearing the voice, he knew he had no good intentions, with infinite killing intent.

Song Qingshu glanced at him, did not pay too much attention to the Mighty Demon Lord, but wanted to see how many of the thousands of monks were masters of terror.

The first god, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, Song Qingshu didn't believe that the top powerhouse was Dengxian Jiuqi and his party.

Chapter 642

Although the battlefield of heroes had already appeared in front of the immortal climbers, most of them did not move after hearing Song Qingshu's prompt.

Countless immortal climbers stood aside, choosing to watch first.

Although everyone has their own pride in their hearts, not many people are willing to be that early bird.

All of them were afraid that after they stepped into a certain area, they followed up with a few strong competitors and killed themselves together.

This worry is not impossible, nor is it unreasonable.

After learning that the heroic battlefield was about to open in the past few days, the loose repairs who were originally in the first divine pass formed an alliance, united and formed some extremely terrifying teams.

The strength of those teams has long surpassed the strength of a single body.

After all, these people are people who have Zhidilu, and they are all masters of the same domain, and no one is much worse than anyone else.

Of course, there is no absolute in the world. On the way to the immortal, Song Qingshu is by no means the only exception to the power.

"No one moves first? Then Yu Wenyu is welcome."

Just when the immortal climbers looked at each other, formed gangs with each other, and planned to step into the same district together.

A rather clean male voice came from the crowd.

Song Qingshu's thoughts were swept away, and he knew that the person who had spoken was the man in Chinese who had something to do with the dead meditating monk in the Feitian Restaurant that day.

Everyone only saw the brilliance flashed in front of their eyes, and the young man in Huayi who lightly waved the feather fan left.

The world he lives in is from the southern sky and belongs to one of the super realms. His name is Yuwenyu, who has great power and extraordinary strength.

Song Qingshu also felt that he would be in some trouble, so he temporarily shelved the decision to deal with him and did not rush to kill him.

Most of the people present didn't even see Yu Wenyu's brilliance, so he disappeared at the entrance of the fifth district.

"Amitabha, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?"

At the same time as Yu Wenyu's figure disappeared, the wine monk who was eating meat and drinking in the Feitian Restaurant also moved that day.

A phantom of the Holy Buddha appeared behind him, folded his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, rushed to the sixth area, and disappeared.

"In that case, the little girl is also welcome."

The crisp bells sounded along with the melodious woman's chuckle, melodious.

Then a woman with a graceful posture like flying flowers and falling snow floated out of the black crowd.

The woman's lotus arms are snow-white, skin is like fat, beautiful legs are slender, green silk is like a waterfall, lips are red and teeth are white, crystal clear like jade, eyes are full of light, flying out one step in the crowd.

There was cold light on the woman's white wrists, like starlight bells, jingling bells, crisp and sweet, and the beauty of the woman.

"That is like a fairy!"

"The beauty of the world, it's not like a smile, it's not like two words, but it's true?"

"Unfortunately, although she is extremely pure, it is really sighing that some people say that she is from the land of smoke and dust."

After the woman floated out one step, more than thousands of immortal climbers had a heated discussion.

Some are pure appreciation and admiration, but some are malicious, constantly slandering this beautiful woman.

But no matter how the world commented, Mo Ru Fairy still looked like a nine-day banter, smiling, and Lianbu graceful.

With an intriguing smile, she walked into the entrance of the eighth district, and disappeared.

"So many outstanding people? Yuwenyu is the peak of the Eightfold God of Transformation. The Monk of Wine and Meat has already transformed into the Ninefold of Gods in half a step. It is even more terrifying than a fairy. He is a stranger who can see Shenguang Avenue!"

Song Qingshu looked at the Tianjiao who stepped back and forth into the God Island, a dignified expression lightly raised between his eyebrows, and he muttered to himself.

That's it in one word.

Song Qingshu turned around and looked at Liu Yunxiao, and smiled provocatively:

"If you can stare at people to death, I think I've died many times."

Tianwei Demon Lord is indifferent:

"The coward knows how to speak courage."

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, pointed at the ninth district, which was very close to Moru Fairy, and invited the demon Lord Tianwei: "In the ninth district, I want to pull out your head! Do you dare to come?"

Hearing this, Tianwei Demon Lord laughed, and then stepped out, his figure disappeared directly into the ninth district, waiting for Song Qingshu to come to a decisive battle.

Song Qingshu did not show weakness by stage fright, but also stepped out one step, after passing through a wave of spatial turbulence, he came to the ninth zone.

Song Qingshu just ascended to the ninth district, and he saw countless tall Gu Yue.

Among them, there is no lack of extremely tall mountains, like a god and devil standing between the heaven and the earth, occupying this heaven and earth.

Horizontally in front of Song Qingshu are towering old trees whose roots are stuck in the stone layer and are full of vitality.

There were many old vines hanging down from the trees, which were green, and the old vines were covered with moss, which must be very slippery.

The old vines are entangled with each other, each of which is as thick as a tank, and I don’t know how many years it has grown.

There are wild ancient beasts roaring in the mountains and forests. They are wild ancient alien species. Among them are apes, blood-red all over, a few feet long and ten feet tall.

Seeing it kicked slightly, it cracked a big mountain, and then jumped from one huge mountain to another, roaring and roaring into the sky.

In general.

This is a very tasteful wilderness landscape, which can be pleasing or pleasing to the eye.

But now Song Qingshu only looked at the man dozens of feet away in front of him, because he was staring at him so hard to kill him.

"Did you know? After leaving the first pass, the suppression of me by heaven and earth suddenly disappeared."

"Now, I am comparable to the heyday, and my strength is stronger than Liu Yunxiao! Song Qingshu, are you afraid?"

Tianwei Mojun raised his chin at Song Qingshu, sneered, his words were full of disdain.

Song Qingshu said fearlessly, and then said with a blank expression: "It's my shit?"

Hearing this, Tianwei Demon Lord laughed loudly, and his eyes were more murderous.

boom!

Unfounded, it can almost be said that he was caught off guard, and Tianwei Demon Lord had already taken action.

Without being suppressed by the heavens and the earth, today's Tianwei Demon Lord is countless times stronger than in the first divine pass, and now it is a monstrous divine might.

Only saw Tianwei Demon Lord reach out a big hand to cover Tianyu, this is the famous world in the palm, and Song Qingshu must be turned into the palm of his hand.

However, despite the decisive action of Tianwei Demon Lord, and the speed is like thunder, what is waiting for him is a red golden big foot.

Song Qing Shulian raised his foot and stomped hard.

There was a muffled sound.

He almost broke the big hand that covered the sky, and there was only a thunderous tremor all over the sky, and the big palm was full of cracks and cracks.

Tianwei Mojun endured the pain and forcibly retracted his palm.

Song Qingshu broke the law forcefully, just stepping out of the way, he stepped out of the world in his palm, and crushed the supreme power of the Tianwei Demon Lord!

Chapter 643: The Law of Time

After stepping into the ninth area, the temperament of Tianwei Demon Sovereign's whole person suddenly rose.

No longer being suppressed by the heavens and the earth, the strength of the Tianwei Demon Lord today is several times that of Dengxian Jiuqi's No. 2 figure.

Today's Tianwei Demon Lord took off his worn-out battle robe, wore a purple gold crown with hair tied, and a golden unicorn robe with his hands clenched, shaking the void.

The white mist that hovered around him was like a fairy air, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, two extremely sharp rays of light burst out.

boom!

Those two points of brilliance were instantly magnified, and in the end they were surging like a monstrous flood, extremely terrifying.

With a bang, the purple clouds boiled endlessly, flooding Song Qingshu in one breath like a vast river of stars.