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The existence in the golden light sphere suddenly shattered the golden light shield like an orange light with a punch.

"Curse Seal!"

With a scream.

The existence in the golden light sphere directly entered Song Qingshu's left chest.

It turned into a black font and was engraved on Song Qingshu's body.

Pfft!

A cloud of white mist suddenly burned up on Song Qingshu's left chest, which looked very strange.

Song Qingshu felt the white smoke rising from his left chest, and frowned.

Immediately, Song Qingshu mobilized the true energy in his body to suppress it on his chest.

But no matter how Song Qingshu's blood flowed against him, the temperature on his body surface would boil like boiling soup.

But the black handwriting engraved on Song Qingshu's left shoulder is still clearly visible.

"Don't you really want to know, who are the group of people from Yuhua Tianmen?"

Looking at Song Qingshu in the golden light sphere, there was a ferocious smile in his playful smile.

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and said:

"speak!"

The existence in the golden light sphere raised his eyebrows coldly, and laughed jokingly:

"Hahaha!"

"Song Qingshu, at this time, I don't care if you know anything or not, let's ascend to Tianmen."

"Because in the rest of your life, you will inevitably be hunted down and killed by people from the Yuhua Tianmen!"

Song Qingshu frowned.

So the punishment that had just stopped started again.

"You're really loud."

Song Qingshu looked at the existence in the golden sphere of light coldly. After a long silence, logically speaking, the existence in the golden sphere of light could no longer feel any physical pain and was already numb because of pain.

Although the existence in the golden light ball should not feel any coolness.

But the next thing that happened to the existence in this golden light sphere.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as extremely miserable.

Song Qingshu's two fingers merged slightly, before slashing at the golden ball of light, Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Last chance!"

"Tell me everything you know."

Those who responded to Song Qingshu were still indifferent.

So Song Qingshu sneered helplessly, and cut off his finger.

puff!

A soft sound resounded in the golden ball of light.

Immediately, the existence in the golden light sphere looked down with difficulty.

He saw that his own legs were bloody and bloody after the soft sound just now, and he had a very important thing that disappeared, although he usually didn't pay attention to this thing.

But this is the dignity of a man after all.

So the existence in the golden light ball felt unbelievable for a while.

Then he just felt unbearable pain hit.

The pain went straight to his heart, it was so intense that he almost fainted in just a moment.

Yuan Ling in the golden ball kept twitching in his lower abdomen and thighs.

The pieces of flesh and blood remaining on it kept swaying, and the picture looked extremely bloody.

"How dare you castrate me?!"

The existence probe in the golden light sphere shakes it down.

Constantly groping in excruciating pain.

After a long time, the Yuan Ling roared in a heart-piercing low voice.

Song Qingshu laughed.

Point out a finger again like lightning.

Snapped!

The air in the air was shattered and exploded by this finger.

Then even Yuan Ling's body was shattered and exploded.

"You only have one head now, how about it, are you still stubborn?"

Song Qingshu sneered and opened his lips.

"Even if there is only one head, I will fight with you!"

After listening to Song Qingshu's speech, Yuan Ling immediately forgot all about life and death.

I saw the Yuan Ling's head roaring angrily in the air.

Then it turned into a gust of wind, violently blowing away the heavy clouds in the sky where Song Qingshu was standing.

Although the head attack is as fast as a gust of wind and lightning, it is very swift and fast.

But in Song Qingshu's eyes, this thunderous blow was so childish.

This move is full of flaws, and it is not powerful at all.

Song Qingshu just stretched out his palm.

It is enough to hold the head again and smash it severely.

Song Qingshu thought so, so Song Qingshu really did it.

In the midst of the violent storm, Song Qingshu raised his palm with difficulty, and there were many such people in him.

But at the moment when Song Qingshu's head was about to be held.

Billowing black mist, rising above the head.

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"The power of the curse!"

The head grasped by Song Qingshu gave a ferocious laugh, and then sprang out from the head in endless black smoke.

"Die."

Just at the moment when black smoke was emitted from the head.

A faint fluorescent hole broke through the black mist and came to Song Qingshu's hands.

As a result, an extremely thick layer of spiritual power sticks to Song Qingshu's generous palm.

Immediately, Song Qingshu squeezed his mouth hard, and closed his five fingers together.

Snapped!

With a very crisp sound.

The head in Song Qingshu's hand also became a pool of radiance.

The Yuan Ling in the golden light ball died completely and ceased to exist.

puff!

Just when Song Qingshu slightly relaxed his vigilance.

In the midst of a pool of golden radiance, a bead of golden liquid pierced through the black smoke.

Then he hit Song Qingshu's left chest hard on the place where the mark was left in the book.

Being hit by the golden bead, Song Qingshu felt as light as a drop of dew on his face.

Although its momentum is enormous.

But in fact, apart from making the imprint on Song Qingshu's left chest more conspicuous, there is nothing else.

"scan it!"

Song Qingshu looked at the imprint on his left chest, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Immediately, Song Qingshu flew slowly towards the world, and at the same time activated the scan in the system.

In countless big worlds, except for some very few objects that cannot be judged by scanning.

Most of the other things have to obediently reveal their true colors under the plug-in.

As Song Qingshu's commanding tone fell, the sound of mechanical gears suddenly appeared in Song Qingshu's mind.

When the sound of the gears stopped, the system's prompt sounded in Song Qingshu's ears: "Ding, the system prompts, because the level of the caster is too high and the skills are relatively profound, the cracking scan may not be successful. Do you want to continue the scan?"

heard.

Song Qingshu curled his lips unhappily.

If Song Qingshu's cultivation level was high enough at this time, he would not have heard this voice.

But as long as there is even a glimmer of hope, Song Qingshu will not let it go.

"Continue to scan!"

Song Qingshu put his feet on the ground, put his hands behind his back, and opened his lips to speak.

"Ding, the system prompts that it will take time to crack. Please wait patiently. At this time, the scan and crack will start."

"Ding, the system prompts that the cracking is in progress, and the cracking level is [-]% at this time, please wait patiently for the host."