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A shallow white mark appeared on Song Qingshu's arm. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been completely destroyed before this sword, but he was only cut with a white mark.

"There are many people who want to shoot at me, and they are actually stronger than the god saint?"

Song Qingshu looked at the light white marks on his arm, and even though his face didn't change, he opened his lips with frowning.

And when Song Qingshu was distracted and confronted Jianfeng, the dying god saint successfully escaped into thirteen purgatory.

She could be described as no trace, even Song Qingshu could not force her to emerge from purgatory.

"Old ancestor, this son must never be left! Now that the five levels of transformation are far better than me, the future will be my god's great trouble!"

The saint of the gods who had fled away in the thirteen purgatory did not know where they were, knelt in front of a frail man, opened her lips and said.

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Listening to the sincere words of the god saint kneeling in front of him, the figure whom the god saint called the ancestor fell into deep silence.

After a while.

The ancestor just nodded slightly, and whispered in a tingling voice: "These thirteen gods are one of my gods' great killing techniques. I thought that Song Qingshu can be killed by this."

"It seems that I was thinking too simple, and the organization didn't put Song Qingshu in his eyes, that's all!"

Stop talking.

The figure of the god ancestor dissipated immediately, and then a black whirlwind crazily rolled up among the thirteen gods, which was extremely terrifying and trembling.

This is not the real body of the ancestor of the gods, but just an afterimage of his trust in these thirteen purgatory.

Although this afterimage is completely incomparable to its true combat power, it is also trying to shake the sky to pieces, and everything trembles.

At the moment when the ancestor of the gods decided to take action.

The system prompt sounded deep in Song Qingshu's mind suddenly:

"Ding! Warning, a very powerful presence is about to launch an attack on the host, and the host should be careful to deal with it."

Listening to this prompt from the system, Song Qingshu turned the black and white brilliance on his body to the extreme, intending to force the terrible existence.

But Song Qingshu had not yet revealed all his strength, and a very abrupt and frightening scene suddenly appeared above Tianyu!

There was a loud bang.

Among the thirteen black prisons that just disappeared, a right palm that was so dry that there was no flesh and blood came in and shattered Tianyu into a big hole.

The right palm was as thin as dry wood, and the whole body was surrounded by a strong killing intent. Wu Sen was so cold that he grabbed Song Qingshu in an instant.

It's just a probe.

The violent wind that emerged above it actually blew out countless palaces.

The horror of its power, even Song Qingshu could not help but feel tricky.

The real strength of the shooter has definitely far surpassed the Transcendent Realm, and Song Qingshu even guessed that it had landed in the Divine Light Realm.

A blow at the Divine Light Realm, its profound and powerful has far exceeded the power that can be mastered in the Transcendent Realm.

and so.

For Song Qingshu, it is not an exaggeration to say that this blow was a sure-fire blow!

"Who is here!"

Song Qingshu screamed angrily, turning the Bingzi decision to the extreme, and then shot a square giant tripod and seven-story exquisite pagoda.

The giant tripod carries countless mountains and stars, and the atmosphere of a great road flows on it.

There were endless howls of evil spirits from the pagoda. I wonder what kind of ghosts are being held in the seemingly sacred pagoda.

Although Song Qingshu's giant ding and pagoda have been cultivated to the highest level, they can kill the nine levels of God.

But in front of those dry palms, the giant cauldron and the pagoda only maintained their power for a moment, before they shattered into ashes and drifted between heaven and earth.

"Ding! The system prompts that the person who came is an ancestor-level figure in the gods organization, and is a master of Shenguang Triple Heaven!"

It's just a breath of time.

The system prompt in Song Qingshu's mind rang very quickly, making Song Qingshu's scalp numb.

As far as Song Qingshu knows, Shenguang has seven heavens, and one heaven has nine minor realms.

The improvement between each small realm is not too difficult, so the strength gap is not very large.

The seven heavens are different, and the promotion between the seven heavens is really difficult.

A strong person who can reach the realm of divine light is enough to rule a middle world.

And every time he climbs into the heavens, his combat power will increase significantly.

Nowadays, in order to punish himself, the gods actually hired a master of the three heavens of divine light, even if it is the afterimage, it is a world-destroying terror.

One thought ends here.

Song Qingshu yelled at the dry palm:

"Let's stop here! I will let the gods organize a way of life, if not, kill the door!"

The last two words of Song Qingshu used all the spirit and roar, so the whole Tianyu was trembling by these two shouts.

Countless palaces disappeared into ashes, and it was like an extinction.

Listening to Song Qingshu's violent drink, the god ancestor was taken aback for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he sighed: "I believe you are capable of this, but I have done it, how can I stop it?"

Hear here.

Song Qingshu frowned and decided to use peerless means to leave first.

If Song Qingshu made an all-out effort, even a master of the Divine Light Dual Realm he would have the confidence to fight.

But Shenguang Triple is really too strong, Song Qingshu cannot guarantee victory...

"You can kill me?"

Song Qing's eyebrows sank, then he sneered, and was about to get away after saying that.

At this moment.

The top master forgotten by everyone, the city lord of the first Shenguan said: "Kill Luo San, your god's business is not my business, but now, he can die, but he can't die in an unfair battle! "

The city lord shredded the sky in one step, Long Xinghu stepped out, pointed at Song Qingshu with his finger, and called the name of the god ancestor.

"I'll kill him, what can you do?"

Sha Luo San laughed loudly, no matter what, he spoke again.

"Do you want to die! I will fulfill you, in the realm of divine light, I have already ascended to the fourth heaven!"

The city lord murmured indifferently, and then his shoulder-length black hair rose up without wind, his eyes instantly deep as black holes.

There was a dark universe evolving in the incomparably dark eye hole, and the city lord did not make a full move, but revealed a ray of the strongest energy and rushed forward.

This kind of breath is too profound, neither killing nor warfare. It is hard to detect, but it has infinite destructive power.

"You! You have actually reached this point..."

"The Gods Organization will never give up!"

Sha Luo San directly retracted his hand in front of the city lord's breath, then turned and disappeared instantly.

The other strong men standing in various corners of the palace world are unknown, so, for some reason, someone suddenly took action and then suddenly retreated.

"I was shocked by the city lord? The city lord's breath was so powerful just now, I even realized it after a half a beat."

Song Qingshu's heart shuddered, only he felt the strong aura of the city lord.

Although this is just a small episode, it is indeed extremely dangerous. Even Song Qingshu is in danger of falling.

After a moment of silence, Song Qingshu's thoughts swept away, trying to find the god saint, but found that she had already disappeared despite the killing Luo San.

"Everyone, please go ahead."

The city lord glanced at Song Qingshu, then he spoke with a deep voice to the other strong men standing in the palace world, and the other strong men immediately came back to their senses.

Song Qingshu heard the words and looked around, but didn't intend to break out. Although he was besieged by dozens or hundreds of great masters, he was still calm and contented.

"Who else wants to make a move? Song Qingshu will stay with him to the end."

Song Qingshu was extremely indifferent and invited the most powerful young masters from all walks of life.

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"Who else in the room wants to make a move?! Song Qingshu, I will stay with me to the end!"

Song Qingshu looked at the powerful people around him who looked at him badly, with a cold expression on his lips.

he knows.

Both are strong, and today I can only fight for a life and death, and there is absolutely no other way to survive.

Moreover, Song Qingshu suspected that so many powerful people gathered here, it should not only be for the rules of heaven in the ninth area of ​​his body.

This group of powerhouses is a rare leader in the first divine pass. It is not difficult for them to perceive the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

There should be other deeper reasons that really drove them here. The rules of heaven in the ninth area are just a cover.

Sure enough, after Song Qingshu finished these words, more and more imperial palaces came out of scattered strong monks.

"Song Qingshu, Qiu Tianyi ordered me to wait to shoot you, now you want to leave is a dream!"

A monk with a head and horse body shot the moon longbow in his hands, and the sound of horse hooves cracked the palaces and shouted at Song Qingshu.

"Yes, let's be honest, Qiu Tianyi also specifically confessed to me. If I find you, I must hold it back. Naturally someone will kill you and I will leave today."

The Blood Bull Demon King of the Niu Demon clan exhaled a very long white column, and his voice calmly shouted to Song Qingshu.

Among the powerhouses of other races, the character monks seem to be few but also extremely powerful, and among them, a swordsman is the most amazing.

The swordsman was dressed in ordinary linen clothes, his body was shabby and his eyes were muddy. Only the blade of the blue nightmare sword behind him was so bright that it was chilling.

The swordsman hugged his fists towards Song Qingshu, and opened his lips fearlessly:

"Qiu Tianyi also has some friendship with me, but it's none of his business now."

"It's just that I've always wanted to fight you to the death with a sword. Today, I took this opportunity to give me a wish."

In addition to these few people.

There is still a large group of people around Song Qingshu's body, preventing him from breaking through, and wanting to kill him.

Among these people, some are truly powerful, such as the linen swordsman, who just want to fight Song Qingshu to sharpen themselves.

But some enemies were very hostile to Song Qingshu, and came here with a clear purpose of killing Song Qingshu.

These people crossed Song Qingshu's path and became a thorn in the eye and flesh that Song Qingshu had to pull out.

Moreover, Song Qingshu also guessed that there should still be saints or sons in the god organization.

The group of people did not leave, but lurked in the dark, staring at them, waiting to move.

"I don't care if I leave within one breath time."

Song Qingshu stretched out his right index finger up to the sky, and looked at the hundreds of masters surrounding him with open lips.

After the breath time, none of the masters around Song Qing's body wanted to evacuate, and several even made provocative moves toward Song Qing's.

Very arrogant and domineering.

Seeing this.

Song Qingshu's expression sank, killing intent to the sky:

"Since you insist on fighting me here, don't blame me for killing!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, and immediately his whole body's combat power soared, raising his realm to the extreme within a short time.

The lion fights the rabbit, still doing its best.

Song Qingshu naturally understands this truth, and what is in front of him now is not a rabbit, but one after another wolves, tigers and leopards!

"Everyone! No matter why we are here, kill him!"