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Before patronizing the escape, Song Qingshu couldn't even see the abyss, so he could only jump off as fast as he could, and then used his arm to penetrate the crack in the rock to forcibly create a shelter.

At this time, without the threat of the will of Heaven, Song Qingshu had time to look at the abyss.

But following Song Qingshu's look, his brows frowned slightly, and in front of his eyes was a vast and vast pit, and the cliffs around him were straight and smooth like a knife sharpened.

Want to see the depth of the abyss, but because of the inability to use divine power and divine consciousness, we can only distinguish with the naked eye.

Although Song Qingshu's physical body is far beyond the five levels of the ordinary god emperor realm, and his eyes can see through the emptiness like a beacon, he has no way at this moment, and there is no trace of the bottom of the abyss where he can see.

"It's kind of interesting, even if my gaze is not blessed by divine power, there is no problem seeing through Baili, but at this time I can't even see the bottom of the abyss."

Song Qingshu chuckled slightly. Although he couldn't see to the bottom, he still had other means.

"System, scan this abyss."

"Yes, host, please wait, scan

Chapter 1366 The Sword Is Destroyed

"Haha, that's the case, no wonder the time and space wormholes arranged by those in Wonderland can last so long!"

Sitting in the cave that just can accommodate one person, Song Qingshu clapped his hands, very happy in his heart. At this moment, he understood why he couldn't use his divine power here.

To put it bluntly, this is just a small technique, his cultivation realm is still his own, and it is applicable no matter which world he is in.

But the use of this divine power is different. His divine power comes from the perfusion of the Daoling Pavilion's original world. Although he has been absorbed and filtered into his own power, the imprint of the previous great world cannot be erased. of.

In other worlds, it's not impossible for his divine power to be released, just like a fairyland powerhouse, no matter where it is, their celestial power can be released at will.

But also because of the characteristics of their immortal power, if their immortal power reaches a certain level, in these great worlds, it is likely to cause the heavenly will forbidden land like the abyss in front of them, so they generally do not use the immortal power at will.

Song Qingshu couldn't use his divine power here. The most important thing was his lack of strength. His divine power was able to confront the rules of the outside world by relying on his physical body, but it was extremely difficult to use it.

Song Qingshu wanted to break this predicament very simply, as long as he dissipated the divine power in his body and re-cultivation based on the world in front of him.

But this method is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Although Song Qingshu has rich experience in cultivating to such a realm, it is still very difficult within a few years. At the same time, it is necessary to ensure that he is in a good cultivation environment.

At the moment, this abyss obviously doesn't meet the requirements, otherwise he will be rejected when he goes out to the outside world after he has cultivated. After all, this abyss can also be said to be a big world in a certain sense.

And there is another way to solve this dilemma, to be like a fairyland powerhouse, without using one's own divine power, using the rules of the avenue as a bridge, using the divine power of the outside world.

However, although this method does not consume much time and energy, it has some fatal flaws, that is, although his cultivation level can be restored to a certain extent, in some cases he will be beaten back to his original shape.

For example, if someone imprisoned the divine power in the air, he could do nothing, and the most important threat was the threat from the will of heaven.

Even if Song Qingshu can use the divine power of this vast world, he is still an outsider, and the punishment will not be reduced because he will use the divine power, but it will become more and more terrifying.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu touched his chin and looked towards the dim abyss below. His first choice was naturally the second approach, but the problem returned to the starting point, that is, he needed to find a way to hide the secret.

And one big way he can think of now is that the fairy rhyme in the depths of the abyss, with the blessing of that fairy rhyme, presumably not only can conceal the secrets of heaven, but it will also be of great benefit to his strength.

"Hehe, since no one in the world is going to fetch that treasure, then only I can work harder."

Sweeping at the bottom of the abyss, Song Qingshu grinned with a plan in his heart.

The fairy rhyme in this deep pit is a deadly poison to the people in this world, but it is a good opportunity for him as an outsider. After that fairy rhyme, he will be able to run wild in this world. Up.

Even because of the confrontation between this fairy rhyme and the great world, when he suddenly took out this fairy rhyme, the people around might not even be able to use his divine power.YuyV thought of Song Qingshu's face with a mean smile on his face. He is far worse than the master of Daoling Pavilion, but if this fairy rhyme blessing is added, who is the opponent below the fairyland?Even the strong in Wonderland dare not provoke him!

"The host shouldn't be too happy. This abyss has been shrouded by Xianyun for a long time, and the creatures in it are far beyond the outside world. It will be difficult for you to get to that Xianyun, let alone get it."

Just when Song Qingshu was tying Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, a basin of cold water poured out from the system, making his face very unsightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't know!?"

With an angry complaint, Song Qingshu marched towards the inside of the cave of the spirit stone, waving his hands, like a sharp blade, digging out some stones from the stone wall and stuffing them into the tattered robes.

When the clothes really couldn't fit, he retreated from the cave.

After seeing that there were no traces of creatures around him, he lightly leaped down into the abyss. With the blessing of the rocks, Song Qingshu's falling speed gradually accelerated.

Gradually, the howling wind turned into a loud thunder, covering everything.

But when Song Qingshu was less than ten miles away, a cold voice rang in his ears.

"Attention, host, there are mutant creatures nearby, threatening your life now!"

...

In the endless mountains and forests, a laid-back black donkey was carrying a sloppy old man stepping forward, and the messy branches swept across the old man's face from time to time.

The black donkey seemed to have never considered the feelings of the old man. He drilled in the bushes, burying himself slightly from time to time, just dodges the tree acridine that sweeps towards its donkey's head, and moves forward without scruples.

However, just when the black donkey was about to drill down to a thorn, the abnormality protruded.

"Wow!"

A cold glow bloomed like moonlight, and the thorns in front of the black donkey were turned into a pile of dust. In the middle of the dust, a bright sword was suspended.

The sword body of the long sword was white, reflecting the emerald green of the surrounding trees. On its hilt, purple gold thread was wound on the brown-black wooden hilt, and mysterious and dazzling cold light circulated on the blade.

Every time a bit of cold light on the blade cuts across the surrounding trees, those branches will break like a sword.

But when the godly sword was about to float in front of the old man, a screaming scream sounded.

"I'm fucking your old ancestor, that turtle son actually washed the old man's Maokeng sword?! Old man, let me interrupt your leg!"

The sloppy old man didn't know when he had already woke up, and when he looked at the renewed sword in front of him, the old man made a stern voice.

He had long known that such a treasure would be cleansed by the unscrupulous descendants when he sent the letter back, so how could he not let his treasure send the letter back.

The patina that he had wrapped for so many years was washed away. Who would treat him as an old beggar when he went out?Wasn't his idea of ​​pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to travel around the world fell through again?

Thinking of this, the old man gritted his teeth and was about to fly back to teach his unscrupulous descendants, when he noticed a small kit hanging behind the hilt.

After a little thought, the old man decided to read the news and go back to teach the man, but after reading the note in the kit, the old man's complexion suddenly froze.

"Heaven's punishment goes all the way to the abyss of the sky, and its power gradually strengthens, from the light to mortal resistance, to the nine-fold difficult enemy of the Divine Emperor."

Chapter 1367

"The penalty that will increase?"

In the depths of the forest, an old man sits on the back of a black donkey, spitting in his hands and a pair of yellow mud, rubbing and wiping a sword in his hand. The sword that was originally cold and radiant turned into a fire stick digging a hole. general.

The sword seemed very dissatisfied with being treated like this. The blade was shaken, as if he wanted to shake off the dirt smeared by the old man, but the old man's hand flashed the fluorescent light and suppressed it. The next moment the sword converged like a frosted eggplant. With Hanmang, he can only let the old man do.

A gloating look flashed in the eyes of the black donkey beside him, and he was stubborn with this old man?I won't become a black donkey if it works!

"I said, you old buddy, why are you so insane? What's the use of being so glamorous? When the time comes to fight with people, I shake my hand, and you, who were originally like a sword, turned into a fairy sword in a blink of an eye. Think about that One scene is always more exciting than your direct appearance, right?"

Wiping the yellow mud, the old man comforted the sword in his hand softly with his yellow teeth covered with vegetable leaves. At the same time, he seemed to think of the scene of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in the future. The excitement in the eyes of the old man was full.

After a full stick of incense, a long sword that seemed to be almost the same as an ordinary iron sword, but still stained with various dirt, appeared in the old man's hands again.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, the old man sighed.

"Hey, unscrupulous children and grandchildren, my patina for so many years looks much more real than it is now."

Knowing that it was useless to sigh, the old man lay back on the back of the black donkey with his sword in his arms, but just as the black donkey was about to step into the jungle, the old man patted the black donkey's belly and said.

"Old man, go back to my unscrupulous descendant and see if I don't clean up him!"

The black donkey did not say a word, and continued to move forward, but the next amazing scene happened.

As the black donkey progressed, a rotating black arc of light appeared in front of him. After the arc appeared, the speed gradually increased, and a dark space-time wormhole appeared in the middle of the arc of light before his eyes.

The black donkey kept walking, and continued to walk towards the dark wormhole, disappearing with the figure of the old man. As the black donkey stepped in, the speed of the arc around the wormhole slowed down and finally disappeared.

"Hey! You shameless offspring, dare to wash my Maokeng sword, the ancestors have come back to clean up you!"

Still in that majestic hall, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face was looking at the document in his hand, and a black arc of light appeared in front of him.

At the same time, when the arc of light appeared, the old man screamed and shouted. Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man looked embarrassed and quickly waved to the attendants around him.

"You all go down, you are not allowed to come in without my permission!"

"Yes~"

As the middle-aged man waved his hand, the surrounding maid and guards quickly stepped back, for fear of hearing something that shouldn't be heard.

But just as they walked to the entrance of the main hall, the wild voice came from the black arc again.

"What's the matter, you're scared? Knowing that you can't offend me? Afraid to lose face after being cleaned up?"

Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man had a dark complexion and stared at the attendants who were in a daze at the door.

Seeing this, the attendants quickly retreated, and some of the attendants who followed long enough couldn't help covering their mouths and laugh.

"Om~"

With the closing of the hall door, an invisible formation shrouded in the hall, and the old man's scolding voice suddenly disappeared.

Outside the hall, a woman in a cyan long dress couldn't help holding the previous woman who was laughing and covering her mouth.

"Sister Lan, who is this adult? How dare to talk to the lord like this? You are not afraid of the lord being angry?"

Being pulled by her companion, the smiling woman waved her hand and explained it softly in her ear.

"It's not surprising that you don't know. This person is the ancestor of our Fengtian Kingdom. I heard that he is a strong man in the fairyland. The lord was looked at by the ancestor and grew up. How can you say that the lord dares to be angry?"

The woman in Tsing Yi had wide eyes when she heard the words, and she said in disbelief.

"Wonderland powerhouse?! Shouldn't you all go to the fairyland? The ancestors staying in the wind heaven are not afraid to affect the ascent?" The woman in Tsing Yi suddenly thought of the long sword that galloped in the void yesterday when she was in the hall when she was speaking. In charge of the attendant, that sword gave her an extremely profound image.

At this moment, she was stunned, no wonder that the sword splashed the landlord's body and the countrylord was not angry. It turned out to be the saber of the ancestor.

"How could it have all ascended? We do not leave some fairyland powerhouses in the wind and heaven to dominate the great world. If a monster descends, who will stop it? In fact, you don't know it is normal. The fairyland powerhouses are practicing and traveling everywhere, even The country's lord has not seen many sides."

Listening to her companion explain to herself, the woman in Tsing Yi was very excited. Originally, she thought that the most powerful person in the Fengtian Kingdom was the lord, but she did not expect that there would be many Wonderland powerhouses.

"I'm telling you, we heard that the most powerful fairyland powerhouse in Fengtian Kingdom is the ancestor of the kingdom, and ordinary fairyland powerhouses can be cut with a single sword. However, the ancestor heard that there is a bad hobby... "

When asked by her companion, a weird color flashed in the eyes of the woman who was answering the question of the Tsing Yi woman, and when she saw that there was no one around her, she spoke softly in her ear.

"Hobby? What hobby?"

"I heard that this ancestor was too lonely because the world was invincible, so he liked to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and travel the world like a beggar. When someone provoked him and his momentum rose to the peak, he cut the opponent with one sword, scaring the crowd. people……"

"Ah! Have you said enough? Are you still going to retreat?!"

Just when the two women were talking very cheerfully, a majestic cold snort sounded from their ears. Hearing this, the two women's complexion became stiff, and they hurriedly bowed to the closed hall.

"The slave and maid knew what was wrong, so let's go on."

After speaking, the two women confided in their heads and stuck out their tongues at each other, then turned and walked outside the palace, never daring to talk any more.

At this time, in the hall, the middle-aged man with Guozi face was standing aside with his hands folded, his expression was very embarrassed, he saw the old man rudely eating all kinds of spiritual fruits, he spoke in an angry manner.

"Old ancestor, can't you give me some face? I am also the lord of a country anyhow, where will I have majesty in the future like you?"

"Majesty? Majesty is good for ass? The old man's experience for so many years tells me that the so-called majesty hasn't played a pig and eat a tiger!

Throwing out a fruit core casually, the old man waved his hand angrily, and at the same time took the long sword in his hand and slapped it heavily on the table, the peel on the scum fell on the dragon chair under him.

"If it wasn't for your boy to be a country lord, the old man broke your leg today. Who told you to wash the old man's Maokeng sword?!"

Seeing that the old man looked bad, the middle-aged man gave a dry cough and quickly took a plate of Lingguo from the side and handed it to the black donkey standing on the side.

"Senior Jin Ji, you have to call the shots for me, then Mao... Mao Keng Jian is obviously a fairy treasure, how can he be so insulted?"

Chapter 1368

"Call the shots? If I can call the shots for you, I will still be like a donkey?"

The black donkey didn't refuse the spirit fruit brought by the middle-aged man, and opened his mouth to chew, rolled his eyes and didn't pay attention to him.

Seeing that the black donkey ignored him, the middle-aged man touched his nose awkwardly, then turned his head and whispered softly.

"Ancestor, you are already the first person in our world, and your usual dress is too..."

"What's the matter? You think the old man is not domineering, right? What's the use of domineering? Is it cool?"

"And you stinky boy, all day long, I only know that you pretend to behave in front of those servants. A hundred years have passed and you still haven't stepped into the fairyland. Instead of taking care of these nostalgias, you might as well practice more. You will not become a fairyland for a day. , The old lady can’t go to the fairy world in one day, are you embarrassed?"

Seeing the middle-aged man asking for help from the black donkey, the sloppy old man's fruit pit was suddenly thrown under his feet, and he pointed to the opponent's nose.