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An afterimage appeared under Song Qingshu's feet, and the figure floated unreasonably and illusory.

It was so dangerous that he avoided the 27 poisoned silver needles one by one.

clang!

When he avoided No. 20 six pieces, Song Qingshu swung the Zixue soft sword smoothly, followed by a clear sound of metal collision.

The silver needle was cut off directly from the middle by Song Qingshu.

"The Pear Blossom Needle in the rainstorm, the empty return is unknown, and the urgent situation is like rushing to the thunder. It is really worthy of being the king of hidden weapons."

Song Qingshu bent down to pick up the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle that had been cut in half.

Looking at its sharp and cold light, Song Qing wrote in admiration with a smile.

Although it was a heartfelt admiration, to the great elder of Tang Mengu, it seemed to be the whisper of death.

"Are you a human or a ghost? Even a Nascent Soul second-tier powerhouse will have to die before my Rainstorm Pear Blossom and Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus."

"Why, as long as you are safe and sound, even unscathed?"

The Great Elder Tang Mengu clutched the bloody hole in his chest with his left hand.

While struggling to back away, looking at Song Qingshu was like looking at a Shura ghost.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly:

"I'm Song Qingshu, the one who destroyed Tangmen Valley!"

Then Song Qingshu directly swung the Hell Tower and smashed it at the Great Elder Tang Mengu.

The Great Elder resisted fiercely, and countless hidden weapons burst out from his sleeves.

However, with a muffled sound, the Great Elder Tang Mengu turned into a pile of meatloaf.

"Ding, Hell Terrace collected one undead from the first stage of Nascent Soul, and obtained 11032 recovery experience points."

So far, the four masters of Nascent Soul of the three sects have all fallen.

But Song Qingshu didn't even show a wound on his body.

This is the first time in Song Qingshu's life that he has confronted so many Nascent Soul masters, and it is also the most successful and also the most dangerous!

The confrontation between the four Nascent Soul powerhouses and Song Qingshu was extremely straightforward.

The law enforcement captain of Fengjian Villa stabbed the strongest sword in his life.

The deputy owner of Fengjian Villa cut out a sword of heaven and man.

The Great Elder Tang Mengu was first the Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus, and then the Rainstorm Pear Blossom.

The third elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect gave a palm first, and then a [-] slash.

Every confrontation is a life and death line for Song Qingshu.

He had to ensure that every strike he made was the strongest strike in his life before he could defeat these four people.

It is a dreamlike record to fight against the four masters of Nascent Soul with the sixth level of Jindan, but the facts have proved that he has done it...

With a sucking palm, Song Qingshu put all the storage bags on the four great Nascent Soul masters into his hands.

Just as they were about to count the loot, the other golden alchemy masters in Tangmen Valley yelled at Song Qingshu: "Song Qingshu! You are so ruthless, are you really not afraid of my three sects' revenge?"

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently, and casually hit the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the specific direction of the speaker.

A golden dragon descended from the sky and rushed towards the crowd unstoppably.

With a roar, the crowd exploded like thunder on the ground.

The broken body and limbs fell from the air, looking very sad.

However, Song Qingshu's eyes were still extremely cold, as if he had just killed a few flies just now.

Then Song Qingshu walked towards the Samsara Lake, and said slowly:

"Song Qingshu has no fear of fighting the world!"

He spoke the most domineering words in the laziest tone.

Moreover, his attitude was so firm, as if he was calmly explaining a matter of course.

Such a sense of gap caused the disciples of the three sects to be taken aback.

It wasn't until Song Qingshu's figure disappeared into the Samsara Lake that they came back to their senses: "Quickly invite the Seventh Elder of Tangmen Valley and the Thirteenth Earth Sha, and report this matter to the old Valley Master!"

"Quickly spread the news of the death of the third elder to the sect, and let the suzerain decide!"

"Contact the four affiliated villas of Hongjian Villa, Changxue Villa, Tianbai Villa, and Chongyang Villa, and ask them to send people here!"

"Through the secret order, let the old sword master come here!"

One order after another was issued from the lake of reincarnation.

The news conveyed was like countless thunders, resounding through the three major sects.

So far, the pursuit of Song Qingshu by the three major sects has completely kicked off...

As the light in front of Song Qingshu's eyes dissipated, he successfully entered the mysterious space of Samsara Lake.

What floated in front of his eyes was a silver-white waterfall flying down from the nine heavens, and a few people who stood in front of the waterfall and sighed.

Song Qingshu recognized at a glance that these people were the five people who had just arrived at Samsara Lake one step ahead of him.

"Congratulations, all six passers-by are here, and the inheritance of Samsara Lake will be opened in a quarter of an hour."

As Song Qingshu's figure fell to the ground, a reminder came from the mysterious space, which made Song Qingshu overjoyed: "It turns out that this lake of reincarnation is the place where all six passers-by can only start inheritance."

"This is really great, I thought my chances were all taken away."

It's different from Song Qingshu's joy.

When Song Qingshu's figure just appeared in the Samsara Lake, the members of the Sanchangzong were overjoyed.

I am very much looking forward to seeing the people of my sect from the light.

But after the light dissipated, the faces of the three major sects showed endless sense of loss.

"How did you get in? Why did the Black Feather Evil Sect let you in?"

The Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect frowned, and asked a question that everyone in the three sects wanted to ask.

The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth curled up slightly:

"Of course I walked in. Do I have to climb in?"

The master of Fengjian Villa raised his eyebrows lightly:

"Bastard! A monk at the sixth level of the golden core dares to be rampant!"

"Let me ask you, why did the group of people in Fengjian Villa let you, a waste, come in?"

Song Qingshu laughed:

"They couldn't stop me, so I naturally came in."

Chapter 289 The Chaos of Reincarnation Lake

Song Qingshu's words were like thunder on the ground, resounding in everyone's hearts.

"Hahaha, little guy, judging by your appearance, you are like the old man, a poor boy with no family or school, right?"

After listening to Song Qingshu's natural reply, Patriarch Pengshan couldn't help laughing.

Then Patriarch Pengshan came forward, patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder so familiarly, and said with a smile.

Song Qingshu nodded, still expressionless.

"Since you have no background and no sect, and you are only at the sixth level of Jindan, you can't talk big and flash your tongue."

"Do you know that these people are masters who cannibalize people without spit out bones."

As the ancestor Pengshan spoke, he glanced at the people from the three major sects, and the ruthlessness in his eyes was hard to hide.

It can be seen that the ancestor Pengshan also has an indescribable dislike for these three sects.

Song Qingshu saw the disgust in the eyes of the ancestor Pengshan, and knew that he should not be on the side of the three sects.

Immediately, Song Qingshu's face curved up:

"Seniors don't need to worry, this junior is just telling the truth and won't let his tongue slip."

Patriarch Pengshan was taken aback when he heard the words, and the arm that patted Song Qingshu also stiffened immediately.

It's not waiting for Patriarch Pengshan to ask another question.

The owner of the Tangmen Valley, with a kind smile on his face, walked towards Song Qingshu like a ghost: "Little brother, Senior Pengshan has made you stop lying, why are you still talking nonsense?"

"Little brother, tell me quickly, which party is it that you come in for? Is it from the Black Feather Evil Sect, or from Fengjian Villa?"

"Or, it was my Great Elder Tang Mengu who asked you to come?"

Although this possibility is not very high, the Valley Master of the Tang Gate still thinks that Song Qingshu should be sent here by one of the three sects.

It's a pity that Song Qingshu's answer directly made the owner of Tangmen Valley lose his smile: "I walked in by myself, and the people of the three sects resisted desperately, but they still couldn't stop me."

The owner of Fengjian Mountain Villa sternly said:

"Just relying on your golden core cultivation base? Even if you ask me to draw a sword, I'm not worthy!"

"If you don't tell the truth again, you really don't believe that I will kill you here with a sword?"

The second elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect frowned, and looked up and down Song Qingshu who was dressed in black in front of him.

The Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect smiled coldly:

"Desperate resistance? Still haven't stopped you?"

"Young man, do you still want to say that the members of our three sects have all been slaughtered by you?"

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently and shook his head lightly:

"There was no killing spree."

Patriarch Pengshan echoed: