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The system's extremely sharp voice screamed in Song Qingshu's ear again.

"Ding! The system prompts, the system prompts! The extremely pure power of life is found in the thunder cloud."

"If the host gets it, he can at least go up to three levels!"

Listening to the system's prompt, Song Qingshu looked at the purple thunder cloud with extremely hot eyes.

Under Song Qingshu's eagerly looking forward to it.

The ball of pure white light in the sea of ​​thunder is incomparably conspicuous and alluring...

The power of thunder and lightning is more lethal than violent storms, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and even flames and magma.

It can be said that thunder and lightning is one of the strongest attack powers in this world.

Storms can also bring shade to the world.

Mountains, rivers, lakes and seas can also bring some scenery to the world.

The flames on the firewood and the magma in the ground also have various uses.

But Thunder is different.

The existence of Thunder purely represents destruction.

Thunderbolt can do nothing but destroy.

The relationship between Thunder and Heavenly Tribulation was once discussed in the Tiandi chat group.

The great emperors agreed that the thunderous catastrophe is the whip of heaven.

The whip can beat all the strong people standing under the way of heaven.

Tiandao is unwilling to rule the world. There are ascetics who can threaten Tiandao.

Solid this.

When the practice reaches a certain level.

Every time an ascetic continues to improve his strength, he will be greeted with a terrifying sky full of thunder.

Therefore, there is a catastrophe, and the lightning strikes the practitioners, making countless practitioners fear the way of heaven.

Because there are too many unknown secrets about these kinds of sayings, and it is impossible for ordinary creatures to understand them today.

Only the supreme taboo strong.

For example, only the great emperors in the Tiandi chat group can really touch the truth of the facts.

So when Song Qingshu heard that all the great emperors in the Tiandi chat group said so.

The first thing he chose was to believe without hesitation, without even a little doubt.

Precisely because thunder represents destruction, the power of life it produces is precious, and it can be said that it is hard to find in the world!

So when Song Qingshu looked at the pure white light hidden in the thunder from the east coming from the purple air.

Countless times in his mind, he thought about directly tearing off the Deception Formation on his body.

Then let the Yuanshen villain dive into the sea of ​​thunder, and drink the pure white light from the purple qi eastward thunder.

"Ugh."

"No, no, no! My current strength is developing too fast, and this will always leave a source of trouble."

"The power of life in Thunder, let me take it next time!"

After Song Qingshu finished the extremely fierce struggle in his heart, he finally chose to give up for the time being.

You know, this is not an easy choice to make.

The temptation to go up to three levels again is extremely terrifying to every ascetic.

However, Song Qingshu kept his true heart in the face of temptation. It has to be said that this is extremely rare.

"It's time to go to Samsara Lake."

After the thunder in the sky dissipated, Song Qingshu murmured, and then flew in the direction of Samsara Lake.

Chapter 434 Actively join

There is a rather spacious window in the tallest black hall in Yuhua Tianmen.

Bright sunlight pours down from the skylight.

Bring a ray of light to the dark feathered Tianmen, so that it will not be so dark and cold.

There is a woman in a red dress standing in the bright sky.

Her eyes were slightly closed, her brows were slightly furrowed, and there was an indescribable chill on her delicate face.

Even if she was standing in the bright sunshine at this time, the chill was never erased.

Like a piece of solid ice that has never melted for thousands of years, it faintly exudes a soul-piercing coldness.

The woman was sitting in a black divine seat, as if the brightest red flower had bloomed in the darkness.

in front of the woman.

Except for an old man in gorgeous clothes standing there with an ugly face.

A large number of people were kneeling in the dark on the spacious hall.

No one dared to look up at the woman on the throne.

Even if she is extremely beautiful, so beautiful...

But the murderous aura emanating from her body was deeper than the sea of ​​blood and thicker than hell.

The woman in Hong Yi casually supported her head with her right palm, closed her eyes and said nothing, as if falling asleep in the bright sunshine.

After a long time, the woman's indifferent voice came.It resounded in the hall: "How many days have passed since I ordered that day? Do you want to tell me that you have no idea at all?"

This statement came out.

Countless people kneeling in the hall began to tremble.

Even the gorgeously dressed old man standing at the back of the crowd began to look a little pale.

An incomparably heavy killing intent permeated the hall.

These killing intents were like real things, pressing on the shoulders of countless people present.

"Heh, no one dares to speak?"

"Then let me kill a few first."

After saying that, the woman in red waved her light sleeves.

thump.

thump.

thump.

There was a wind blowing in the hall, and then the heads of several peerless masters of the Nascent Soul Nine Layers fell to the ground like stones.

There is despair in their eyes, but they dare not show any anger or unwillingness.

It seemed that the fear of the woman in red had already been engraved in the deepest part of their minds.

"No one has spoken yet?"

The red-clothed woman's eyes were still lightly closed, and she spoke quietly on the throne.

"Then, die one more."

Say it.

The woman in red opened her eyes, pointed to an elder at the fourth level of the God Transformation Realm on the ground, and murmured excitedly.

"Report! The world where the monk who killed the Ninth Elder is located has been found out. Sect Master, are you sending troops?!"

Just when the woman in red was about to prick her finger.

The news of the messenger spread to the main hall and virtually saved the elder's life.

"Heh. Very good, bring back the other person's head, and I will take his head as my wine glass."

The woman in red smiled slightly, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, and said.

"Respect the decree!"

Everyone in the hall spoke in unison.

Just like that, Yuhua Tianmen's pursuit of Song Qingshu kicked off completely...

Talking two ends.

When Yuhua Tianmen decided to send troops to the world where Song Qingshu was.

Song Qingshu was already approaching the lake of reincarnation, to go to the agreement of the lord of reincarnation.

Brush la la.

A gust of wind blew past.

Song Qingshu's figure appeared in front of the Samsara Lake.

"Song Daoyou."

Before Song Qingshu entered the Samsara Lake, the figures of Li Zhan and Tang Xun stood in front of Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked at the two and smiled slightly:

"You two, why are you so free to come to Samsara Lake to see the scenery?"

Tang Xun clasped his fists at Song Qingshu, looked at Song Qingshu, and said with a bitter smile on his face, "Young Daoist Song, I'm just kidding. In fact, the two of us had already guessed that you would come back to Samsara Lake, so we waited here for a long time."

Li Zhan nodded his head, it was inconvenient to clasp his fists with one arm, so he chose to bend slightly to Song Qingshu: "Exactly."

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows:

"Wait for me on purpose? Why?"