What Should I Do If I Can’T Die?

"Who the hell is this, so violent?"

"It would be terrible to blow up the Nascent Soul monk with one punch."

The monk who was following him was so frightened that he stopped hastily, fearing that he would get too close and follow in his footsteps.

They looked at Song Shi with fear. Someone thought of something and said in horror: "Song Shi, you are the legendary Song Shi who killed the ancient demon saint!"

"What, it's him. I heard that his strength is more terrifying than the average Soul Formation master. No wonder he can defeat the leader."

After recognizing Song Shi's identity, the group retreated another hundred meters and were on full alert.

"Who else has an opinion now?"

Song Shi lightly accepted the unlucky man's loot without even having time to name him.

A group of people all shook their heads. Even if they had opinions, who would dare to show them here?

"No objection, you just support my decision, then follow me and kill the guys who massacre civilians."

Song Shi said that many monks were a little stunned.

What does this mean? Just because they don't speak doesn't mean they are going against their own people, let alone taking action.

"He is probably out of his mind. How could we kill one of our own?"

"It's too self-righteous, it's better to stay away from it."

Everyone secretly communicated and prepared to retreat first.

"Space Confinement!"

Song Shi grasped the eight Gold Cores with the highest cultivation level, and the space seemed to be grasped in Song Shi's hands from a distance, making it difficult for all eight people enveloped to move.

"I'll give each of you a talisman."

Song Shi swiped with one hand, and the silver-white spiritual patterns were flying and phoenixes were dancing, and the soul-controlling talismans were quickly drawn. These were simplified versions of the soul-controlling talismans. With his cultivation, drawing them was almost like playing.

Seeing the Soul Control Talisman, the imprisoned Bada Gold Core was instinctively uneasy.

"what are you up to!"

"Help us quickly!"

"Let's attack him together."

The eight people turned pale with fright and shouted for help, thinking they would be crushed.

Thousands of people took action, hoping to defeat Song Shi with their numerical superiority.

"A group of stragglers is not as good as a dragon army."

Song Shi dismissed it and raised his other hand?

Buzz!

The void shook, and the terrifying pressure erupted. The momentum alone made thousands of monks tremble.

Flames danced all over Song Shi's body, and nine suns emerged, turning into eighty-one suns, blooming with brilliant brilliance. For a time, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, and the sun and the moon were without light.

The immortal golden body circulates, and the Unmoving Bright King appears. Song Shi is like a god and Buddha, raising his hand and striking out with a slap.

The powerful mana surged like a volcano erupting, and in a blink of an eye a mana hand exceeding a hundred feet was formed, pushing across the army of thousands of monks.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers around the big flame hand, making the power of the mana palm even more terrifying, containing astonishing explosive power.

There was a boom.

All the hundreds of Foundation Building monks were beaten back and flew backwards one after another. The Law Weapon that was hit head-on by the big hand was smashed into pieces, and some monks vomited blood.

They looked shocked. The strength of a hundred people could not be compared to one person!

This is because the gap in strength is too big. In the face of Song Shi's combat power that is comparable to Soul Formation Late Stage, if it is not at the Gold Core level, the quantity is meaningless.

The remaining thousands of Qi Refining monks, under the aftermath of Song Shi's release, retreated in a circle uncontrollably like facing the strong wind and dust.

Rest, rest, rest!

Song Shi's eight soul-controlling talismans were completed. With a press of his finger, they turned into rays of light and shone between the eight people's brows, and began to control them forcefully.

"The rest of you are not qualified to enjoy this treatment. Go away. If I see you in Daqian again, I will send you on your way."

Song Shi is too lazy to deal with the monks under Gold Core, killing them is too boring.

The monks who had been beaten to the point of collapse by Song Shi turned around and ran away, like frightened birds and beasts, they dispersed in the blink of an eye.

"It's not even an ordinary army with orders and prohibitions. These guys should not be an army of monks from the royal families of the two countries. They are mostly temporarily organized."

Song Shi was thoughtful, his eyes falling on the eight people whose souls had just been controlled: "Let's go, if we encounter the massacre by the armies of the two countries, we will kill them directly."

He arranged for one person to deal with the children and took the remaining people to the next place.

On the way, when I met someone with some strength, I would draw charms to control them, so that more and more monks followed them.

After the army he dispersed was defeated, the news was sent back one after another, and the person in charge behind it was dissatisfied.

When Song Shi destroyed the army of monks in the Three States, he was already followed by more than forty Gold Core and three Nascent Soul monks.

These were supposed to be the elites of the Wind and Thunder Kingdoms, but now they have become puppets.

When he arrived at the fourth occupied state capital, before he arrived, thunder suddenly rolled from the sky and the weather changed drastically.

Song Shi raised his head and said with interest: "The army of regular monks is finally here, I'm looking forward to it."

Everywhere he looked, there were rolling dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and sharp hawk calls piercing the sky, as if they were about to burst people's eardrums.

Crackling!

A bolt of thunder flashed across hundreds of miles in an instant and appeared above Song Shi and many of his men. The surrounding air was instantly filled with thunder and lightning, and many people stood on their heads with their hair.

"Song Shi, why do you need to get involved in the war between the two countries?"

In the thunder light, a cold voice came out with a domineering tone: "These three northwest states were originally the land of our Lei Kingdom, and now it is justifiable to take them back."

Wow!

The lightning cracked, and a man and an eagle came out of it. The former had perfect Nascent Soul, and the latter was also a being in the same realm among demons.

Swish, brush, brush!

Amidst the thunder, lightning appeared densely behind him, and monks riding black hawks and wearing thunder armor appeared one after another.

The power of these people was faintly condensed into one, and their momentum was like a rainbow. It was completely different from the army of monks they had encountered before. To Song Shi, it felt like facing the Qianlong Army, and it looked more dangerous.

Because the monks in front of them obviously cooperated with the Demonic Beast, the thunderous aura emitted by each person condensed together and turned into a huge thunder eagle. The power of the surrounding heaven and earth was affected and turned into a thunder and lightning field.

The number of monks and thunder eagles that came was only three thousand, but it made Song Shi feel more terrifying than a Qianlong army of ten thousand people.

"The Lei Kingdom's Thunder Eagle Army is only 30% as large as the Qianlong Army, but the combat effectiveness of the same number is more than three times that of the Qianlong Army."

Song Shi told the recently learned information: "It looks good, let's do it, I want to take a bath with the power of thunder."

The leader of the Thunder Eagle Army was named Lei Xuan. He stared at Song Shi like an eagle: "Do you really want to fight?"

He had collected information about this person, and although some of his deeds were unbelievable, he didn't want to act rashly until he found out.

Song Shi mocked: "It's fine without fighting. Get out of Daqian within three days, compensate you for the losses you caused, and prepare a sum of money for me as hard work."

"This is already the territory of our Lei Kingdom, what qualifications do you have to say this?"

A sword appeared in Lei Xuan's palm, and suddenly countless lightning lights from the sky and the earth converged on the sword, as if Thunder Tribulation was brewing.

"You may not know that my Thunder Eagle Army, also known as the Thunder Tribulation Army, can wield the power of heavenly punishment. No matter how powerful you are, can you be bigger than the sky?"

Lei Xuan transformed into the God of Thunder with proud eyes.

The terrifying momentum made the monks who were controlled by Song Shi feel frightened and wanted to retreat.

"Come on, snap here."

Song Shi stuck out his head and pointed at his neck, shocking everyone.