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Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help shaking his head secretly:

"As expected, it is the perfect golden elixir cultivation method discussed in the group of heavenly emperors."

"The spiritual stones required for each level of promotion are far more than before."

"If this is the case, I am afraid that when I reach the ninth level of the golden core, if I want to improve, won't I have to supply more than [-] spirit stones?"

Although Song Qingshu complained a bit.

But he still felt very happy in his heart.

After all, the pill he formed was a colorful golden pill.

Once he is promoted to the sixth level of Jindan, he will be a person of the second level of Nascent Soul, and Song Qingshu has [-]% hope of victory.

Even if he meets an unworldly monster from the Nascent Soul Third Heaven, he still has the power to fight.

Therefore, although the price paid was quite high, the reward Song Qingshu received was unimaginably generous!

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu no longer felt sorry for the spirit stones around him, but continued to absorb the energy in the spirit stones frantically.

I don't know how long Song Qingshu absorbed it.

Just when the spirit stone energy in front of him was about to be completely absorbed.

"Ding, congratulations to the upgrade of the host's level. The current level is the sixth level of Jindan."

With a soft sound from the system, he knew,

I have already successfully cultivated to the sixth heaven of Jindan.

Feeling the incomparable strength all over his body, Song Qingshu also raised a smug smile on his face: "If you see the head of Lan Leizong again at this time, you can kill him on the spot within ten moves!"

After adjusting his breathing slightly, Song Qingshu no longer stayed in the inn.

However, it was not long before Song Qingshu left the inn.

He vaguely felt that there were at least thirty monks with profound cultivation behind him following him all the way.

Among them, there are more than 20 monks at the eighth level of Jindan, and nearly ten monks at the ninth level of Jindan.

What surprised Song Qingshu the most was that.

Among this group of people, there was actually an unworldly master who was at the first level of the Nascent Soul, and who was worthy of being promoted to the second level of the Nascent Soul.

However, Song Qingshu was not in a hurry.

Song Qingshu has experienced countless times of being hunted down like this.

In the worst case, open the door of the interface to travel through dimensions, there is nothing to be afraid of at all.

What's more, in the eyes of Song Qingshu, the current Yuanying Yizhong is just an ordinary master, and can no longer be called extremely powerful.

Thinking like this, Song Qingshu flew and came to a deserted wilderness.

Not as he expected.

When his front foot had just landed, those more than 30 monks also came to his side and surrounded him.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly:

"Everyone, Song Mou has just arrived here, and he shouldn't have done anything excessive. Why is it so laborious?"

As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, someone in the crowd shouted impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and hand over your reincarnation order! We can still keep your whole body!"

"Song, we know that you are a formation master, but now that you don't have the protection of a magic formation, I advise you to be wise."

Song Qingshu laughed when he heard the words:

"I didn't expect you to be chasing after me like dogs for a mere reincarnation order."

"In this way, I can't give it even more."

Song Qingshu's voice just fell.

The aura of heaven and earth suddenly went into chaos, and the unworldly strong man of the first level of Yuanying roared angrily: "Presumptuous!"

The sound wave carried the profound cultivation of the Nascent Soul powerhouse, and even a person with the ninth level of the Golden Core would feel dizzy for a while.

But Song Qingshu still smiled like a normal person:

"You fart."

Seeing Song Qingshu's contempt for him, the Yuanying strongman couldn't help being so furious that he rushed to kill Song Qingshu.

As soon as he waved his palm, there was a thunderous explosion in the depths of the sky.

It is the floating clouds floating in the sky.

Following the furious blow of the strong Nascent Soul, they immediately joined together to form a palm print.

It was so frightening that he slapped Song Qingshu with his palm.

Take the general trend of the world and kill the enemy.

This is the best method of killing the enemy of these Nascent Soul powerhouses, and it is infinitely more practical than any kung fu method.

Song Qingshu looked at this extremely ferocious slap, and nodded a little appreciatively: "With just this slap, you are somewhat better than the head of the Blue Thunder Sect."

"Unfortunately, I am far superior to him!"

Facing the oncoming blow to destroy the world.

Song Qingshu directly threw out a hand of the Great Desolation Prisoner, which collided fiercely with the palm of the strong Nascent Soul.

"Hahaha, is it possible that this Song Qingshu wants to court death?"

"Just relying on the weak strength of the sixth level of Jindan, dare to go head-to-head with the strong man of the first level of Nascent Soul."

"In my opinion, he can last a breath at most, and then he will be patted into minced meat."

Seeing Song Qingshu's blow, the Jindan monks present all laughed and commented on Song Qingshu.

But what shocked them was incomparable.

Just when the palm of Yuanying strongman carrying the general trend of heaven and earth collided fiercely with Song Qingshu's palm of the wild prisoner.

The first one to be smashed to pieces was actually the palm of the strong Nascent Soul.

boom!

When the two palms collided, the situation in the world changed, and the dome, which was still bright just now, immediately turned extremely gloomy.

Bean-sized raindrops kept falling from the top of the sky, drenching Song Qingshu and the rest of the people in an instant.

And the Nascent Soul strongman just persisted for a while in the clash of two palms, and his palm print carrying the general trend of the world has dissipated.

But the Dahuang Prisoner's Palm kept coming, and it slammed on the strong Nascent Soul.

"vomit."

The strong Nascent Soul was blown away by a palm, and flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Song Qingshu succeeded in one blow, smiled indifferently, and then flew to the front of the strong Nascent Soul.

"Don't kill me! I am the elder of the ancient inheritance, the Black Feather Evil Sect!"

At this time, the Yuanying strongman's Qi and blood were disordered, and when he saw Song Qingshu bullying him, he roared in panic.

And Song Qingshu, is it frightening?

"Die."

Song Qingshu's expression was still indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, he hit the hell platform, smashing the strong Nascent Soul into pieces.

"Ding, Hell Terrace collected the undead of the first stage of Yuanying, and obtained 12965 recovery points."

"Next, it's you guys."

Song Qingshu turned his head and looked at all the Golden Core cultivators on the ground, and said with a cold smile.

Then Song Qingshu used a fist to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms, and countless golden dragons that fell from the sky crushed these golden core monks indiscriminately.

Even if there are a few people who have escaped the roar of the golden dragon by virtue of their cultivation.

Song Qingshu also directly threw out the Hell Terrace, turning them into recovery experience points on the Hell Terrace.

Chapter 282 Gathering in the Lake of Reincarnation

As the smoke and dust on the ground gradually calmed down.

The more than 30 Golden Core cultivators who were standing proudly just now have all fallen to the ground.

Blood stains filled the land, just like a slaughterhouse.

Song Qingshu started to scan, and instantly found a Jindan Ninth Layer monk who used the turtle's breath method to hide all his vitality.

"Hmph, do you think this clumsy method can really deceive my eyes?"

Song Qingshu sneered, and while speaking, he started to suck the palm, pinching the Golden Core cultivator in his hands.

The Golden Core cultivator let out a strange cry, and looked at Song Qingshu with eyes like looking at a devil: "What do you want to do! I am the captain of the law enforcement team of the Black Feather Evil Sect! Do you still want to offend me?"

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently:

"I slapped the elders of the Black Feather Evil Sect to the ground, so what are you, the captain of the law enforcement team?"

Speaking of this, Song Qingshu turned his hand into a blade, and directly removed the captain's arm with a hand knife: "Say! Why did you come here?"

This Golden Core cultivator never thought that Song Qingshu's attack would be so vicious, and he no longer had the slightest thought of confronting Song Qingshu.

The Golden Core cultivator clenched his teeth, desperately resisting the urge to scream, and murmured stammeringly: "We... heard that you have a reincarnation order in your hand, and our elder wants to enter the reincarnation lake, so... ..."

Song Qingshu frowned lightly:

"The sect ordered you to come here?"

Jindan monk shook his head:

"No... we came here by ourselves, but now, the sect also knows the purpose of our coming out."

"So, Brother Song Dao, I advise you to let me go... Maybe the Zongmen can let you go."