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"Song Qingshu, on this road to immortality, is a chaotic zone where countless great worlds blend together."

"Geniuses, ghosts, and countless strong men are standing among them. Even if you are such a terrifying character, you will not be uncommon on the road to immortality."

heard here.

The light in Song Qingshu's eyes unstoppably revealed:

"Lord of reincarnation, are you serious? Are there really so many strong people on the way to immortality?"

The Lord of Reincarnation nodded indifferently, then opened his lips and said:

"At the end of the journey to immortality, I will personally meet you. By then, you will feel the laws of heaven in so many worlds."

"It's not a problem to repair the three thousand heavens."

After saying that, the Lord of Reincarnation immediately turned around.

Just leave a silent back to Song Qingshu, and don't say anything else.

One way of heaven represents one realm of law.

And the Three Thousand Ways of Heaven naturally represent the rules of three thousand great worlds.

The laws of heaven in the three thousand great worlds were all incomplete and then stored in the lake of reincarnation. Song Qingshu couldn't figure out why there was something hidden in it.

But Song Qingshu knew.

Repairing the incomplete way of heaven can more or less improve one's cultivation realm.

What's more, now that there is such a road to immortality, Song Qingshu can feel that his cultivation career will definitely become more exciting!

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu stopped talking nonsense with the Lord of Reincarnation. After clasping his fists together, he turned around and stepped on the door of space.

The law of space emerges and glows, and the space trembles for a while.

Immediately, Song Qingshu's figure turned into a golden streamer and dissipated in the gate of space.

"Song Qingshu, son of the chosen one, there will be endless opponents waiting for you on the road ahead."

"If I really didn't miss it, then you can kill it again!"

The Lord of Reincarnation watched Song Qingshu's figure dissipate, and only after a long time did he let out a long sigh and whispered.

As the aurora flashed away, Song Qingshu's figure suddenly appeared in a vast sea of ​​thunder.

Originally, the world in which Song Qingshu stood was still bright and bright, with a clear blue sky.

And all of a sudden, as Song Qingshu suddenly felt a bit of a bad feeling, there was a hot breath in the air.

Then watching the sea of ​​lightning flood the wilderness, this is an extremely shocking scene.

"See Heavenly Tribulation again?"

Song Qingshu raised his fist casually, and scattered a thunderbolt thicker than a mountain with one punch, then frowned slightly and opened his lips to speak.

Under Song Qingshu's continuous punching.

in a moment.

In the incomparably deep void, one after another incomparably piercing thunderous explosions appeared in Song Qingshu's ears.

Song Qingshu looked at the void as if it had collapsed, and raised his fists to fight non-stop.

The black lacquered electric snake kept dancing in the dark sky, like countless dragons rushing.

The sound of thunder passing through the sky was deafening. If ordinary monks were here, their eardrums would probably be pierced by it.

And that huge voice is like a unicorn roaring mountains and rivers.

It was as if the whole earth was going to be turned upside down.

Looking from a distance in the sea of ​​thunder, the place where Song Qingshu stood was naturally extremely dull and terrifying.

There is nothing in this world other than thunder.

In an instant, thunder poured down like a torrential rain, densely packed, and the sound of thunderstorms was everywhere.

"Rumble rumble..."

Among them, in this sea of ​​thunder world where Song Qingshu stands.

There are also many blood-colored lightning bolts and surging aurora, like rivers of blood flowing into the sea, the scene is extremely frightening.

With the appearance of Song Qingshu.

This piece of thunder became even more arrogant.

The extremely loud thunderous explosion sounded in Song Qingshu's ears as if it never stopped.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly and then drew his sword to cut the sky.

A loud bang.

The huge sword energy kept collapsing in the sea of ​​thunder, and the last rays of light shrouded Song Qingshu.

"Thunder can temper my body?"

"So, then I really want to see how far my body can be improved!"

Song Qingshu cheered loudly at the strange man,

boom!

There was a loud bang, and there were thunderstorms everywhere, and every inch of space was filled with incomparable brilliance, enough to destroy everything.

Chapter 458 Refining God

Song Qingshu's body was bathed in thunder, every inch of muscle in his body had a little bit of thunder jumping and jumping.

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen sat cross-legged on Song Qingshu's head, his whole body was crystal clear.

In such a terrifying thunderstorm, the villain of the Yuanshen was reborn from the ashes.

Although it was beaten and injured secretly in the cataclysm just now, it has recovered at this time, and the strength of its primordial spirit is even stronger than before.

The little man of Yuanshen recited the static texts from the Taiqing Yuanying Gong, and one ancient character after another was imprinted on Kong Kong and the little man of Yuanshen.

As a result, the villain of the primordial spirit became more and more mysterious, with unidentified divine chains of order intertwined and linked.

The Yuanshen villain has an aura of the law of the Dao, so the Yuanshen villain appears even more unpredictable.

Song Qingshu looked at the ancient scriptures that spread throughout the space, and frowned with interest: "It's already very powerful for an ordinary villain to be able to speak."

"Why are my family's so fierce? They don't even talk about chanting scriptures?"

The biggest function of the scriptures scattered around the villain of Yuanshen is to practice the spirit.

All the ancient characters are smelted in the depths of the Yuanshen villain's mind.

Although it is invisible to the naked eye in ordinary days, the villain of Yuanshen is moistened by runes thousands of times all the time.

The villain of the Yuanshen just recites the runes and mantras silently every day, and the avenue of heaven and earth keeps nourishing the villain of the Yuanshen like a ray of light.

The place where Song Qingshu is standing at this time is also a world, only a world of catastrophe and thunder.

"Ding, the system prompts that the thunder here has infinite vitality, which can be absorbed and used to train the mind and body."

Just when Song Qingshu was about to shatter this thunder world with one punch.

The system rang again in Song Qingshu's mind with a mechanical and ruthless voice.

"Thunder is alive? Haha, that's great!"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but raise his brows slightly when he heard the system's notification tone, and his interest became extremely high for a while.

So for a long period of time, Song Qingshu tried his best to control his desire to shatter the sky with one punch.

He stood still in the midst of the catastrophe, letting the catastrophe continue to wash his physical body and temper his soul.

Among them, the catastrophe of heaven is fire, constantly tempering Song Qingshu's body, and it is also tempering Song Qingshu's primordial spirit.

At this moment, Wanzhang Thunder seemed to have turned into the most dexterous engraving pen.

With incomparable dexterity, he carved one pattern after another on the body of Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain.

Among them are prehistoric ancient beasts, fairy birds, auspicious beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects, ancient galaxies, and even ordinary ones, which can be said to have everything that one expects to find.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, and the thunderous rays of light kept flashing around Song Qingshu's breath.

A loud bang.

Thousands of feet of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and the purple light of the thunder was connected together one by one, forming patches and clusters.

For a moment, the purple air was misty, and the brilliance was dazzling. This is the world belonging to thunder and lightning, and purple air is everywhere.

Song Qingshu swung his fist, and swung out a palm that was more violent than Heavenly Tribulation, shattering the purple thunder.

"Purple Qi Heavenly Tribulation, tsk, it seems that this Leihai World also has his own meaning."

Song Qingshu watched countless thunderclaps churning in the void, couldn't help frowning slightly, and said with a sneer.

Following the Purple Heavenly Tribulation, it was crushed by Song Qingshu's punch.

For a while, this place became even more thunderous and radiant.

The imprint carved on the body of the Yuanshen villain is clear and profound.

With the countless patterns appearing on the Yuanshen villain.

All of a sudden, the villain of Yuanshen had a rather unique life fluctuation, as if he had been endowed with a soul.

Song Qingshu used thunder as water to cool and moisturize, and poured it into the mind of the villain Yuanshen non-stop.

Tried again and again, Song Qingshu tried to sharpen an extremely powerful Yuanshen villain, making it stronger and stronger.

In the realm of Jindan, Song Qingshu can be said to be invincible in the world.

Because he practiced the Ruthless Emperor's seven-color golden alchemy art, he should be invincible in the world.

But now that the Nascent Soul is in the realm, it is naturally impossible for Song Qingshu to be at a disadvantage.

So Song Qingshu kept melting the profound meaning of life in the vast sea, and placed the profound meaning of life in the catastrophe to continuously refine it.