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There were tens of thousands of chaotic sword auras in the mist of that avenue, and the sword light rushing out of the ground was completely destroyed while the breath was floating.

The regular chain flowing out of the tripod was invincible, suppressing the old man's sword power.

Chapter 889 Lost in one move!

"Chang!"

The world trembles, and the regular chain is as thick as a mountain, like a dormant horned dragon. When it shakes, a huge piece of metal shimmers and the atmosphere of the avenue fills.

"Chacha!"

The regular chains are extremely vigorous, with gleaming patterns on them, like dragon scales. The regular chains plunge into the void, condensing with the heaven and the earth, and they are motivating the power of the avenue.

Seeing this scene, the old man's face showed a cold look.

"Cut me!"

The skinny old man shouted, and the peerless sword light fell. Although the void was collapsing, the chain of rules did not break.

It is like a horned dragon, vigorous and majestic, on which there is an endless power of the great avenue, and a group of energy is a dao map, condensing the void.

This piece of heaven and earth, suddenly stabilized, was completely immobilized, unshakable, and the atmosphere of the avenue filled.

The regular chain that integrates with the heavens and the earth continuously condenses the power of the void, connects with the avenue, and turns it into a whole.

The thin old man's'Sword of Heaven' could not be cut in, and the regular chain was like a real dragon, spreading to him, bound him and sealed it in this area forever.

The sky is unpredictable, and the earth is far away. In this great world, Song Qingshu has become a god with irresistible power.

"boom!"

Song Qingshu waved his hand, the chain of rules stretched, pierced through the void, obliterated the'Sword of Heaven', and surrounded the thin old man in the center. The Taoist pictures flickered, and the Taoist pictures were like an abyss, unfathomably suppressed.

The skinny old man changed color, and then tried his best to attack, but in vain, he suddenly stopped moving, his body flowed with horrible energy, Sen Han said: "I don't believe you can really suppress me!"

Huge fluctuations, such as mountain torrents destroying the plains, waves hitting the sky, and the mysterious old man suddenly dimmed, where is it getting more and more dull.yuyV turned into a black hole in the end. The terror wave originated from the dark center. It began to swallow everything, extremely crazy.

"boom!"

The chain of rules was broken, the road map was messy, and they rushed forward to be swallowed by the black hole. The power of the big avenue of the square is like a tsunami that bursts a bank.

"Song Qingshu, take your means for my use, depending on how you contend!"

The skinny old man sneered sharply.

At this time, he became the black abyss that swallowed everything, and he was no longer able to see a trace, and he extracted the natural power from the void completely.

The extremely terrifying fluctuations destroyed everything, Song Qingshu was a little untenable, and the space beside him collapsed and shattered.

In the distance, a mountain was torn apart, like the end of the world, swallowed madly and absorbed by a black hole.

Song Qingshu was also shrouded in a black hole and was about to be involved. A huge crisis came, Song Qingshu's heartbeat, strange magic skills, really terrible.

at this time.

"boom!"

The vigorous vitality exploded, a pure white and flawless flower branch emerged, with luxuriant branches and leaves, it was branded in the void, the leaves clashed, and nine Taoist pictures fell down.

The flower branches that appeared suddenly, like those grown from this piece of heaven and earth, hang down from the corolla to the rhizome, smelt with the void, and become one with the avenue.

The natural energy is at its peak, and the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth is used by me, which is the real manifestation of this time. Song Qingshu sits on the flower crown, motionless.

This Dao method was created by Song Qingshu under the sacred tree in the restricted area of ​​life, using the power of the fountain of life, plus the source of life in the body, to refine the Dao method that belongs to his own life-Daoyuan Flower!

This flower can allow Song Qingshu to continuously get supplemented by the breath of life, and even the power of that true energy will increase a bit.

After that, Song Qingshu performed the immortal-level technique inherited from the demon Taoist, and the purple-gold color lingering around him, blending with the Taoyuan flower under Song Qingshu.

Then Dao Yuanhua burst into a dazzling light, and the majestic breath of life enveloped Song Qingshu.

After a while, Song Qingshu in Daoyuanhua exploded with a very strong aura, which was very terrifying. This aura suppressed the void around Song Qingshu, and there appeared a series of small spatial cracks, and from that spatial crack .A lot of'chaos aura' emerged.

These'chaotic auras' are very violent, like tigers in the mountains, wanting to tear everything here.

But when these'chaotic auras' appeared, Song Qingshu's body emitted a milky white light, swallowing those'chaotic auras', and then Song Qingshu's body shone with purple-golden patterns.

This is the immortal-level cultivation method of the magic Taoist, which uses the chaotic aura outside the void of the universe as nourishment to nourish itself.

Seeing this trick by Song Qingshu, the skinny old man's face became more gloomy.

At this moment, he already felt the breath that threatened his life from Song Qingshu.

However, the skinny old man yelled in the black hole immediately, saying: "This is useless! My method is invincible in the world, and it is enough to crush your way!"

Song Qingshu responded: "The means are not important, the important thing is people."

Daoyuanhua swayed and connected with the avenue. Nine picture scrolls spread out and turned into nine gates of heaven and earth, mysterious and mysterious, flowing out mysterious auras.

"boom!"

In the distance, a mountain collapsed, and a black hole formed by the mysterious old man swallowed in. The earth was trembling, and the sky seemed to fall down.

The Daoyuan flower roots in the void, and the more vigorous it is, the nine Dao diagrams rotate, and they merge with the Song Qingshu and merge with the big world, and there is a sound of chanting.

It is unclear whether it is from the Daoyuanhua, or from the gate of the world formed by the nine Daohua, it seems to have come from the ancient times, unpredictable.

It's like the ancient heroic spirits are resonating with the Tao, and it's like the ancient gods are feeling the natural world and sending out ancient scriptures.

In the nine Taoist pictures, a Song Qingshu appeared in each of them. He became an absolute god in this natural world, and his energy was everywhere.

"you……"

Seeing that Song Qingshu's methods were so unpredictable, the skinny old man was shocked and tried to contend, but the black hole was cracking and slowly disintegrating.

"boom!"

In the end, after a loud noise, the huge black hole disappeared, and the heaven and the earth were clear and full of vitality, and the green sprout was pulled out by the ruined mountain.

The skinny old man's eyes shot out evil rays, extremely flaming, and then suddenly rushed out of two beams, piercing the void, and wanted to escape.

However, under Song Qingshu's big hand, he could not escape, and the two divine lights were imprisoned in his palm.

After that, Song Qingshu, standing on the crown of Taoyuan flower, clenched a fist with his right hand, and his true energy flowed above the fist.

From the Kunquan cast, a Kunpeng phantom flew directly towards the skinny old man detained by Song Qingshu.

"boom!"

When Kunpeng Xuying was reprinted on the skinny old man, the old man was instantly knocked away. His body was almost half destroyed. One hand was on the ground and the other was covering his chest. Squirting in the mouth.

Chapter 890 Self-destructive Divine Sense!

After that, the thin old man and the movement technique, his figure directly dodge the side of the road, and distanced himself from Song Qingshu.

The old man looked at Song Qingshu standing on the big flower formed by the true energy and the power of Dao rules, his eyes were filled with endless anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Song Qingshu, I admit that you are strong! I didn't expect you to be young. At a young age, he was already a master of the Sixth Heaven, I was the one who whispered to you.

However, I'm just the first killer, so be prepared to be hunted down!"

Hearing the skinny old man's words, Song Qingshu's eyebrows were cold, and he held a spirit-powered divine iron bow, slightly adjusted his breathing, and shot arrows successively.

"Puff puff!"

Song Qingshu's archery is so fast that his right hand has turned into an afterimage. The thin old man can only see that his left hand holding a bow is as stable as Mount Tai, but he can't see the right palm that is quickly plucking strings.

He used the killing intent as the arrow and the war intent as the string. One sharp arrow flew towards the seriously injured old man, and one after another blood mist erupted on the arrow, like a sorrowful flower blooming on the flat ground. .

The skinny old man knew that he was not Song Qingshu's opponent, and knew that he had no chance of escape, so he immediately caught the fire of life and rushed towards Song Qingshu.

Standing on the crown of Daoyuan flower, Song Qingshu bit an arrow feather made of the character of war, which is different from the arrow of killing intent.

Seeing the skinny old man coming to kill him, Song Qingshu did not hesitate to change his arrow.

plucked.

Zhang bow.

Lara full moon.

Sharp shot.

All in one go!

"Woo..."

There was a rumbling noise between the heaven and the earth, and the black arrow, which was drawn from the decision of the word of soldiers, was more amazing than a round of Wuri, and it could be described as supernatural.

Around this arrow, a corpse of a god and a devil emerged one after another, the nine gods wailing, the phoenix blazing, and the blue dragon roaring in horror!

This was an arrow of peerless level, but Song Qingshu had felt in the midst of the tribulations, and the power of the magical tribulations was an arrow.

Now, Song Qingshu shoots a black arrow feather that looks like a blast of lightning. It is naturally a masterpiece of wind and thunder, with a variety of weather and horror.

The skinny old man howled and roared, and his whole body was full of blood and energy. Even if it was him, it was even hard to avoid the arrow shot by Song Qingshu. That peerless arrow was so fast that the sun and the moon were turned over.

This arrow of Heaven's Tribulation seems to have passed through the confinement of time and the fetters of space.

Song Qingshu shot an arrow of peerless level.

This arrow gave birth to the might of thunder, and it was so fierce that it was so fast that the sun and the moon were dull, and the sky and the earth were turned over.

"Puff!" A muffled sound.

A scarlet flower bloomed in the sky, a stream of blood flew high, and the black thunder arrow feathers surrounded the galaxies.

Outside the galaxy, there were even films of gods and ghosts attacking, with a brush, penetrating the palm of Yan Yutian's right hand.

In front of that peerless arrow, the skinny old man had no time to evade, so he sacrificed all kinds of Taoism and Taoism, but they were crushed and crushed by a single arrow.

"Puff!" yuyV

There was a muffled sound, a stream of blood soared, and the Heavenly Tribulation Arrow Feather shot directly through the palm of the skinny old man, leaving him half disabled.

In the end, the skinny old man simply raised his hand and blocked the arrow with his hand, so that this scene happened.

"More than that, crush me!"

Song Qingshu yelled, the lingering power left by the black arrow feathers on the skinny old man opened like a spider web.

"Puff puff!"

As a result, more blood blossoms bloomed on the skinny old man, and the palm of his right hand exploded directly, and then the whole arm became bloody mud, and finally there were cracks on his half of his body.

There are many bloodshots emerging from the cracks. The skinny old man who was just as fierce as a lion is now fragile like ceramics, half of his body is mutilated.

The power of Song Qingshu's arrow was too great, it was incredible, like an arrow from a god.

"It's not over yet!"

Song Qingshu screamed, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared between the sky.

"Om!"

As Song Qingshu flew, the entire world here was trembling fiercely, and he brought the thunder and wind god to the extreme.

In his extreme anger, he rushed to the forefront with an unrelenting aura, and with extreme speed.

Song Qingshu shook his own Kun fist, and Kunpeng's phantom instantly drowned the thin old man.

Facing Song Qingshu's sharp punch, the skinny old man was forced to close his eyes, the whole thing looked like a withered tree.

Suddenly, the old man set himself on fire, instantly turning into a blazing light, and the stinger couldn't open his eyes, and then dimmed for an instant, turned into ashes, and nothing was left.

"The pinnacle god king unexpectedly destroyed his spiritual mind. Is there something unknown that I am afraid to let me know?"

Upon seeing this, Song Qingshu retracted from Kunquan, then retracted Dao Yuanhua into his body, looked at the ashes on the ground, and said lightly.

The old man cultivated to this level, but he destroyed himself so neatly and treated himself so cruelly.

The body on the ground is full of vitality, it seems that it has been dead for decades, there is an old and ancient feeling, and it is full of evil spirits.

"It's not easy to cultivate to this level. It's a pity that you don't think your life is too long, so you dare to make trouble for me!"

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Song Qingshu sighed softly, waved his hand gently, and a flame jumped out, fresh and natural.

"puff!"

The corpse was submerged and turned into fly ash in a breath, leaving nothing.

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