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As for Song Qingshu's flesh and blood, after he was promoted, it became even more translucent and brilliant, like chalcedony, flowing with incomparably powerful power!

"Hehe, thank you for giving me such a great fortune! I'll give you something too!"

Song Qingshu felt that the primordial spirit in his body had become extremely powerful, and smiled very satisfied.

Immediately, he looked up at the first disciple of the Shenzhen Sect who had disappeared outside the Thunder Tribulation Formation, and smiled.

Say it.

Song Qingshu raised his hand, putting his index finger and thumb together.

With this action at will, the vitality of Song Qingshu's whole body also gathered in his hands.

"I should draw the string and shoot the bow, but if I don't have a bow, I can just snap my fingers."

Song Qingshu felt the strong vitality coming from his hands, smiled slightly, and whispered.

Seeing this, the first disciple of the Shenzhen Sect was distracted, and after a strange cry, he flew behind him at top speed.

But the person Song Qingshu wants to kill, who can leave alive?

boom.

Song Qingshu flicked his fingers, the air was smashed to pieces,

Snapped.

The air of Song Qingshu's empty bomb shattered the Thunder Tribulation Formation.

puff.

The flesh and blood of the first disciple of Shenzhen Sect was directly beaten into mustard powder, and the villain of Yuanshen disappeared together with the flesh and blood.

Following the death of the first disciple of the Shenzhen Sect, the Thunder Tribulation Formation instantly shattered into a sky filled with light.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and lowered his head to look at the statue of the chanting god:

"How about it, do you want to accompany them?"

Chapter 447 Battle to the High Song

As Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain swallowed the Thunder Heaven Sword, the countless energies in the Thunder Tribulation Formation turned into one of the nutrients for Song Qingshu's cultivation.

Following Song Qingshu's body came a soft sound.

Song Qingshu's cultivation realm completely broke through the shackles of the third level of Yuanying, and reached the peak of the fourth level of Yuanying in one step.

Song Qingshu's flesh and blood were throbbing violently.

His bones crackled.

There was an astonishing force emanating from the villain's body and the depths of his flesh and blood, constantly repairing Song Qingshu's body.

The Thunder Tribulation Formation of Yuhua Tianmen failed to kill Song Qingshu.

Instead, it was like a weapon refining stone, constantly polishing Song Qingshu, making him extremely powerful.

Song Qingshu made a breakthrough, and he realized the transformation of his life level.

This is tantamount to his completion of a sublimation. The treasures of his body are automatically opened because of Song Qingshu's upgrade, and he can fully release his potential.

At this time, Song Qingshu's clothes were reduced to ashes, and his skin was as bright as jade.

His long black hair was stained with other people's blood and fluttered in the wind, and his whole body shone brilliantly, with boundless magic power.

"No wonder you were able to kill the Ninth Elder. A pervert who stepped into the fourth level of Nascent Soul just after being promoted, you should have these means."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the statue of the chanting god looked up at Song Qingshu above the sky, and said in admiration from the bottom of his heart.

Song Qingshu gave him a cold look, then flew back to the ground.

In fact, Song Qingshu had already absorbed too much spirit stone energy when he was in the Golden Core Realm.

Moreover, Song Qingshu's cultivation was quite slow when he was in the Golden Core Realm.

It can be said that he has been suppressing all the time.

The growth in his cultivation after reaching the Nascent Soul Realm can definitely be regarded as a solid accumulation.

Now, once Song Qingshu breaks through, he is extremely domineering, directly pushing his cultivation level from the initial stage of the fourth level of Nascent Soul to the peak of fourth level of Nascent Soul in one breath.

Looking down on the world, this kind of rise is very amazing.

"So many people died at my hands, why don't you escape?"

Song Qingshu suppressed his murderous aura, and spoke calmly and amiably to the statue of the chanting god.

heard.

The statue of the chanting god asked very seriously:

"I break through the void and escape now, can you let me survive?"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"How can you be so naive? I have given you the opportunity at the beginning, but you don't cherish it!"

Say it.

Song Qingshu stepped directly towards the statue of the chanting god.

thump.

Song Qingshu took a step forward.

The lingering avenue runes around the statue of the chanting god suddenly disappeared and dimmed.

thump.

Song Qingshu raised his foot and took two more steps.

The statue of the chanting god could no longer maintain the majestic and beautiful lotus seat, spit out a mouthful of blood, and was sluggish.

thump.

Song Qingshu took the third step.

The heart of the statue of the chanting god was shattered by the shock, its tendons were severed, and it was worthy of death.

"Yuhua Tiantian, the number one disciple of Fayan Sect, is really not weak."

Song Qingshu stopped and looked at the statue of the chanting god jokingly.

Song Qingshu took three seemingly ordinary steps.

But in fact, every step of Song Qingshu is to step on the law of the great way.

The light sound of each step can easily kill the strong Nascent Soul Seventh Layer.

The statue of the chanting god supported Song Qingshu's three steps, so he couldn't be considered weak.

The statue of the chanting god raised his hand to wipe away the extremely bright red blood around his mouth, folded his hands together, and said extremely sincerely: "It is not a skill to be able to condense words."

"Words can be transformed into Tao, which is the strongest mystery."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu suddenly thought of Mo Xiejia's wonderful method of using words to turn soldiers into heroes.

When Song Qingshuzhen killed other people earlier, the chanting statue never made a move.

It can be seen that he must have prepared a lot of means to kill Song Qingshu!

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, then made a fist seal and rushed towards the statue of the chanting god.

The statue of the chanting god sternly said:

"Soldiers come!"

The stern voice of the statue of chanting scriptures seems to have come from eternity, but the simple two words have infinite power.

It was like a thunderstorm on the flat ground, extremely terrifying and frightening.

Along with the sound of thunder came a sea of ​​living beings.

The group of creatures emerged from the thunderstorm, and the bloody banner fluttered in the strong wind, rushing towards Song Qingshu with a ferocious murderous aura.

The creatures screamed and their armor was broken.

Their clothes were stained with blood, like veterans who survived a hundred battles, killed from the most terrifying battlefield, and drowned Song Qingshu in it.

Their mounts are all ancient beasts.

Without exception, all of them are the most terrifying creatures, not to mention these powerhouses themselves.

Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning as he looked at the army rushing towards him.

He originally thought that the chanting statue should be the weakest among Yuhua Tianmen's disciples, but he never thought that the chanting statue's attack would be such a killer move.

"Turning characters into an army? It's somewhat interesting."

Song Qingshu smashed a fierce beast with one punch, and opened his lips indifferently.

The heart of the chanting god statue was crushed by Song Qingshu in one step, and he was already dying at this time, so he had to force his breath to fight Song Qingshu.

He could no longer be distracted with words, so he just remained silent.

"Ow..."

A Pixiu roared and rushed towards Song Qingshu, it raised its big paw and slapped it, flying sand and rocks for a while, ghosts and gods wailing.

The so-called sandstones are as huge as meteorites.

Each grain of sand and stone is a huge spherical lightning.

Any ray of thunder overflowing from the spherical lightning can smash the true god with its power, which is extremely terrifying.

As for the knight riding on it, he pointed a pitch-black spear at Song Qingshu with a silent expression.

The pitch-black spear is sharp enough to shatter the world, and the endless light shines brightly, illuminating eternity, peerless sharpness!

And the most terrifying thing is.

That person and one rider are just one of the creatures summoned by the chanting statue.