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"Looking for me?" Song Qingshu frowned.

Lin Dong on the side said, "The visitor is not kind, I will go with you."

Song Qingshu didn't refuse, and the two were taken to a chic private room by Xiaoer, where a young man was sipping tea lightly.

Taking a closer look, this young man is clearly Wu Feng who bought the Three Palms of the Falling Dragon for 350 million before!

After seeing Song Qingshu coming, Wu Feng put down his teacup and said, "Wu Feng, you must have heard my name before."

Song Qingshu and Lin Dong were not polite either, each pulled down a chair and sat down, and then Song Qingshu said with a smile: "I heard it just now, why, what do you want me to do?"

"Hehe..." Wu Feng smiled lightly, and said: "350 million pure Yuan Dan is also a big number for me. I spend it all at once, and it is not easy for the sect to explain it, so I think fellow Taoists will return it to me." Some are better."

"Oh?" Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes, before he had time to speak, Lin Dong couldn't help it: "How can the auctioned items be refunded?"

"It has nothing to do with you, so just keep quiet and don't talk, or you will regret it later." Wu Feng glanced at Lin Dong, and his tone was not without threats.

After Song Qingshu let out a long breath, he smiled and said, "Get lost."

"What did you say?" Wu Feng couldn't recover.

As the chief disciple of the Great Demon Sect, his identity and strength are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The two people in front of him, he had also investigated, were warriors from a small border town, so he was going to use his identity and strength to recover some of his losses.

But never thought that this Song Qingshu would be so insolent that he would let himself go when he opened his mouth?

"I told you to get lost." Song Qingshu repeated his words with a smile.

"Then you are looking for death." Wu Feng also smiled, and the terrifying aura bloomed from his body.

Lin Dong's complexion changed suddenly, he didn't expect Wu Feng's strength to be so terrifying.

boom!

But in the next second, there was a loud noise, and Song Qingshu's palm was only seen, which was the three palms in front of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

These three palms were issued, and several golden dragons went in a vertical and horizontal direction, their power was unrivaled.

"Is this the Three Dragon Subduing Palms? It's powerful. If it's a stronger person, I'll spend the 350 million yuan, but you don't deserve it!"

Wu Feng laughed, and sent out with one hand, a dark light burst out from his palm, which could barely block Song Qingshu's golden dragon.

But before Wu Feng could say anything else, he saw a weird stone platform appear above his head at some point, and it hit his head straight down.

"what!"

Wu Feng's complexion changed, and he shouted loudly, and the light around his body bloomed, forming a body-protecting light curtain, trying to resist it.

Bang!

But the Hell Terrace could not be blocked by the body protection light curtain. In just an instant, the light curtain shattered, and the stone platform hit Wu Feng's forehead hard, causing his brain to split open and his brain to burst.

Wu Feng was too careless. He thought that the warriors from the two small places would not have any powerful means, so he didn't concentrate on fighting at all. Under this negligence, he directly lost his life. Otherwise, if he fought seriously, Song Qingshu would not be able to fight even if he leaned on the platform of hell. There will be an uphill battle.

"Ding, Hell Terrace collected a Jindan quadruple undead, and gained 1983 awakening experience points!"

Sure enough, the second-level awakening cannot be activated so easily, Song Qingshu sighed, and immediately waved his hand, grabbing the storage bag at Wu Feng's waist: "Let's go!"

Lin Dong's reaction was not slow, the chief disciple who had killed the Great Demon Sect was definitely looking for death if he stayed in the city, so he immediately followed Song Qingshu and jumped out of the inn.

The two galloped all the way, and in less than 10 minutes, they left the big puppet city.

Once outside the city, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm the one who dragged you down this time." Song Qingshu looked at Lin Dong who looked a little nervous and apologized.

Lin Dong laughed: "It's just killing people in a fit of anger. This Wu Feng is too much, and he should be killed too. I can't say I'm sorry!"

He really didn't blame Song Qingshu, if it were him, as long as he was strong enough, he would kill people.

Song Qingshu just laughed and said nothing more.

But at this moment, in the big puppet city, figures suddenly rose up. These figures were flying in the air and cruising around. Obviously, they had found that Wu Feng was dead, and they were looking for Song Qingshu and the others!

Chapter 190

Seeing this, Lin Dong thought to himself again that Song Qingshu was too decisive.

Just now whether Song Qingshu was killing or escaping, he was clean and tidy, and he didn't sloppy at all. But if he was a little slow, the two of them might have been besieged by many great demon masters now.

But now that they are out of the city, the world is so big that the Great Demon Sect may not be able to do anything about it.

"Let's go to the periphery of the Great Wilderness Monument."

Song Qingshu suddenly spoke.

Lin Dong was stunned: "The Great Demon Sect will not give up the Great Desolation Monument just because of Wu Feng. If we go there now, aren't we throwing ourselves into a trap?"

Song Qingshu chuckled: "The Great Demon Sect also thinks that we will not go to the Great Wilderness Monument to seek death, so it is the safest place instead."

Lin Dong was taken aback for a moment, but was finally persuaded, and the two immediately set off to the Great Wilderness Monument.

It was different from what I remembered. This time, the Great Wilderness Monument was in a wilderness. Many warrior monks had already sensed that the Great Wilderness Monument was about to open, so they arrived here ahead of time, set up camp, and waited quietly.

The arrival of Song Qingshu and the two did not cause any disturbances at all, and the people from the Great Demon Sect did not search carefully here.

Of course, it is also possible that there are many masters here, and the Great Demon Sect dare not risk the disgrace of the world.

After raising two tents, Song Qingshu said to Lin Dong, "I'm starting to retreat now to improve my strength, otherwise we will be in danger if we enter the Great Desolation Monument."

"Improve your strength again? Brother Song, if you increase your strength too quickly, your foundation will become unstable." Lin Dong couldn't help persuading him after hearing this.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen to me."

As he said that, he went straight into the tent and began to carefully examine the perfect version of the innate good luck.

This time he comprehended very quickly, and after only two days passed, he had almost seen the perfect version of the innate good fortune.

"Let's try to attack the Seventh Heavenly Layer now!"

Song Qingshu was sure that once his cultivation reached the seventh level of innate, he would be undefeated against the fourth level of Jindan, and won't be able to win by sneak attack.

While speaking, he directly took out a handful of Pure Yuan Pills, and stuffed them into his mouth as if he didn't want money.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would definitely scold Song Qingshu for being a prodigal.

After all, if you take the Pure Yuan Pill so quickly, the potency of the elixir might be wasted before it fully dissipates.

But Song Qingshu has the perfect version of innate good luck, so there is no need to worry about this kind of problem.

Basically, in less than a stick of incense, he can digest the medicinal power of hundreds of pure Yuan Dan.

But even so, he still felt a little slow.

Because he wants to hit the seventh level of innate right now, he needs a full 20 pure yuan pills. At the current speed, it will take several days to eat pure yuan pills day and night.

"Trouble!"

Song Qingshu was like eating a snack, sighing while eating the Pure Yuan Pill.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would probably yell at him.

His cultivation has been so simple, yet he still dares to say that it is troublesome, it is really irritating.

Seven days passed, Song Qingshu worked overtime these few days and ate pure Yuandan, and his cultivation was finally infinitely close to the seventh level of innate.

But suddenly, a strange spatial fluctuation suddenly came from a distance.

Immediately, Lin Dong's voice sounded outside the tent: "Brother Song, are you still practicing? The Great Wilderness Monument suddenly opened ahead of schedule, and many people are already entering the Great Wilderness Monument!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu couldn't hold back anymore, stuffed a handful of Pure Yuan Dan into his mouth, and walked out of the tent.

Sure enough, in the distance, on the Great Desolation Monument standing between the sky and the earth, there were circles of colorless light waves constantly swaying.

And as long as someone approaches the range of the light waves, it will directly turn into a stream of light and disappear into the Great Desolation Monument.

Now many monks are rushing towards the Great Desolation Monument.

"Let's go too!" Lin Dong was a little anxious, and the little mink next to his ear kept nagging to hurry up.

Song Qingshu nodded, naturally there would be no delay, the two set off immediately, and also rushed into the fluctuation range of the Great Wilderness Monument.

With a bang, the two disappeared directly in place.

But when the foreground recovered, Song Qingshu was stunned, and Lin Dong beside him disappeared, and the teleportation was actually random.

"I hope you don't get into big trouble, kid."

Song Qingshu pursed his lips, and walked straight to the north. According to the original plot of Wudong Qiankun World, the secret of the ancient stele of the Great Desolation is at the very center of the north.

He raised his foot forward, and it didn't take long before he met a group of people.

These people are all wearing black robes and carrying a pair of coffins on their backs, which makes people feel gloomy at first glance.

Obviously, they are the well-known disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect in Dahuang County. There is a corpse in the coffin on their backs, but they have already been refined into puppets, and their strength is tyrannical.

Glancing at the disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect, he found that their cultivation bases were only around the first level of Jindan.

But Song Qingshu was not surprised. The cultivation base of the disciples of the Yin Puppet Sect was not too high, but the cultivation base of the corpses behind them was at least one level higher than theirs.

"Xiantian dares to come here, it's really daring, do you want to die?"

A disciple of the Yin Puppet Sect smiled coldly after seeing Song Qingshu.

"Don't waste time, opportunity is the most important thing."

Some people also opened their mouths and didn't want to pay attention to Song Qingshu, but they didn't have good intentions, but simply looked down on Song Qingshu.

After all, the cultivation base of innate sixth level less than seventh level is really too low here.

It's a pity that they don't know that Song Qingshu's innate talent is perfect, enough to match the third level of Jindan, and relying on the treasure card, he can fight against the fourth level of Jindan!

But the opponent didn't make a move, and Song Qingshu didn't want to kill randomly.

He continued to move forward, but what surprised him was that these Yin Puppet Sect disciples were also walking in the same direction as him.

"Hehe, this kid actually knows the way to the center. It's really a long life."

A sneer suddenly appeared on the lips of the disciple of the Yin Puppet Sect.

The other Yin Puppet Sect disciples also sneered.