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The old man riding a bull watched Song Qingshu walk to the bank of the reincarnation lake, and when his figure was about to disappear by the lake, he couldn't help but reprimanded him and asked.

Song Qingshu gave the old man on the bull a cold look, his eyes were cold, his face was cold, and his pupils released an infinite power.

puff!

The power pierced through the void and dispersed the purple mist beside the old man riding the bull.

The old man on the bull was startled, he circulated the vitality in his body like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and chopped off with his sword.

There was a clang.

The power in Song Qingshu's eyes collided with the sword mark in the old man's hand, and there was a metallic crackling sound.

"what."

The old man on the bull was defeated by Song Qingshu's glance, his figure flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground after screaming in pain.

The blue bull under him suffered an impact and let out a wail, then fell to the ground dead.

Qingniu, whose strength was comparable to that of the five-layer Nascent Soul, suffered a catastrophe.

With the power of Song Qingshu's glance, it directly turned into a shower of light and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

After glancing at the old man's cow, Song Qingshu said coldly: "I will run away? I am still eager to fight, but you are too weak, no one dares to fight with me!"

Say it.

Song Qingshu didn't care how wonderful the expressions of the old man on the bull and the other two were, and stepped directly into the lake of reincarnation.

The figure is about to disappear.

"Are you eager for a fight?"

"Then stay here for now!"

Just when Song Qingshu's figure was about to disappear.

There was a voice falling gently from the sky, and the light and fluttering sound disrupted the space by the Samsara Lake.

That's why Song Qingshu, who was about to leave in a blur, showed his real body alive.

Song Qingshu raised his head with a solemn expression.

boom!

Song Qingshu looked up and a finger appeared on the sky, which was golden yellow and crushed the sky and the earth.

With the meteor falling in the world between his fingers, he crushed Song Qingshu with lightning speed.

It was a terrible sight.

Such a finger can definitely shatter the moon on the sky with one finger.

Such a huge golden finger is like a pillar supporting the sky and the world.

As it kept hitting Song Qingshu.

The rumbling sound continued for a while.

Song Qingshu looked at this finger with a cold and nervous expression.

According to Zhang Liu Jinshen, there are five people who came to Song Qingshu's world from Yuhua Tianmen.

Four of them appeared in Song Qingshu's Siye, so the last one must be the one who is now attacking Song Qingshu.

It's just that Song Qingshu didn't think of it at first.

The person who made the move at the end was so extraordinary, standing in the sky, sitting high above the sky, extremely tyrannical.

And if you shoot at will, you will kill yourself in the world.

"presumptuous!"

Song Qingshu roared angrily, and the broken sword in his right hand swung upwards like a thunderbolt.

Boom!

The broken sword in Song Qingshu's hand made the sound of thunder, and the rules of heaven lingered on it.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were filled with dazzling and blazing light.

With a bang, Song Qingshu's broken sword struck the golden finger like iron.

Tianyu was torn open a hole thousands of feet wide.

A big hole was completely shattered in the space of this world.

Small stars above the starry sky were broken by the sword force, turned into pieces, and fell to the world.

The golden finger was shattered into three pieces under the broken sword, and golden blood fell from the sky.

As a result, the piece of land where Song Qingshu stood was shrouded in a majestic rain of blood.

In the rain, the figures of three people are no longer vain, but gradually gather together.

Song Qingshu felt something in his heart, looked at the old man riding the bull and the other three, and said indifferently: "Is it finally unbearable to make a move?"

The old man on the bull smiled slightly:

"The three of us have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

A real bloody battle has begun.

Chapter 440 Perfection

A bloody rain not only brought a bloodbath, but also brought three people including the old man riding the bull.

In the beginning, the three of them were unable to be born together in their real bodies due to the lack of the way of heaven, so they had to be projected to appear in the world.

But with the fall of the blood rain, the huge opening was opened above the sky.

The old man riding a bull and the three of them could finally have a hearty fight with Song Qingshu.

And it's not fighting alone, but pure encirclement and suppression and bullying the few with the more.

"Humph!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and the Yuanshen villain in the mud palace immediately released his spiritual power.

Song Qingshu's cold snort shattered the blood rain all over the sky into a blood mist, which drifted and shrouded the world.

"The three of you appeared together in this world where the Dao of Heaven is broken, and you are planning to attack me."

"Aren't you afraid that this world will collapse?"

heard.

The statue of the chanting god who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up straight, looked at Song Qingshu, and said expressionlessly: "There are five sects in Yuhua Tianmen."

"The Divine Sword Sect where the bull riding old man is, and the Wanfa Sect where the Daoist Mingfa is."

"The Buddha's Word Sect where the Zhangliu Golden Body is, and the Fayan Sect where I am."

"The last sect is the Shenzhen sect."

Song Qingshu frowned:

"That is to say, all the five sects have sent their most powerful first disciples?"

"So, the number one disciple of the Divine Formation Sect has engraved a formation to kill me?"

The old man riding the bull smiled slightly, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered in his hand, turning into a fairy sword emitting a cold light.

Immediately, the old man riding a bull took a step towards Song Qingshu, and thousands of swords were suspended in front of him.

The old man riding a bull looked at the sword, then at Song Qingshu, and said with a smile on his lips, "Of course!"

"The guy from Shenzhen Sect didn't act at the beginning, just to engrave a formation that can deceive this world!"

"Song Qingshu, just look up."

heard.

Song Qingshu raised his head and looked at Tianyu.

There is a huge and incomparably huge formation above Yu, which is trembling slightly and emitting infinite light.

There are stars and rivers born and died in them, like morning dew and clouds, like rivers and rivers in chaos.

Today, the world seems uncertain under the invasion of so many strong men.

All kinds of light chaos under the sky, complex and mysterious order appear in the sky, appear and then suddenly collapse.

Incomparably terrifying fluctuations are intertwined with incomparable aura.

And that void is like an incomparably dilapidated picture scroll, shaking and rattling in the abnormal light and mist.

The power of heaven kept pressing towards the formation above the sky.

But the formation is still extremely strong, and it never shakes.

A ray of clear light slanted down from above the formation, covering Song Qingshu and the others.

There are some inexplicable laws in the clear light, which are obscure and complicated, and the chaotic light circulates, which is very terrifying.

It was these clear lights that allowed the old man on the bull and the other three to show up in the world, and they fought together, no longer fearing that the world would be destroyed because of them.

"In just a short moment, such a perfect formation can be arranged, and it can become a heavenly sect. It's a well-deserved reputation."

Song Qingshu put away his eyes looking up at the sky, smiled slightly, and said softly.

Taoist Mingfa nodded:

"That's natural! I am the number one disciple of the Ascension Tianmen Divine Formation Sect, and if I make a random move, it will be a heaven-shaking formation!"

"Even the head of the sect ordered him to be the next head of the Shenzhen Sect."

"Such an existence is completely different from that of a lowly-born idiot like you."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu finally couldn't help chuckling:

"You think I'm a worthless person from a humble background?"

Taoist Mingfa nodded, looked down upon Song Qingshu, and his tone was full of disdain and contempt: "If you didn't kill the apprentice of the Ninth Elder and annoyed Yuhua Tianmen, you thought I, Yuhua Tianmen, would really treat you, little shrimp. interested?"