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Take its essence and discard its dross.

Finally, it was integrated into the Yuanshen villain, intercepting the vitality of the thunder and the ten thousand zhang Daohuo, and tempering Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at the villain of Yuanshen in Leihai, his heart was full of sighs.

This Yuanshen villain is not like a weapon.

There can be thousands or even tens of thousands of weapons.

But the Yuanshen villain is always the only one, and he will accompany Song Qing in battle for the rest of his life.

If Yuanshen villain is strong, Song Qingshu's soul power is extremely strong.

Yuanshen villain is weak, but Song Qingshukong has a powerful body and nothing else.

So facing the Yuanshen villain, Song Qingshu must not be a little sloppy.

Regardless of whether Song Qingshu has cheats or not, this villain of Yuanshen is always his strongest reliance.

So Song Qingshu must not let his soul lag behind others!

There are dragons and tigers helping each other in the thunder, and the law of the great way is constantly casting the Yuanying villain.

The ten thousand zhang thunder light constantly tempered Song Qingshu's physical body, so Song Qingshu's physical body became more and more tenacious.

Song Qingshu's primordial spirit and flesh body roared together, this is the sound of the Dao Lun, which resonates with the heavens in the world.

On Song Qingshu's primordial spirit, there are strands of dao marks emerging.

Then there was a roar of dragon chant in the sky, and then a real dragon rushed out, jumped into the sky from the villain of Yuanshen, and shook the sky for nine days.

Then what emerged above Song Qingshu's body was an extremely crisp and beautiful sound of Fengming.

As the sound of the phoenix stopped, a divine bird with bright wings and colorful feathers appeared on Song Qingshu.

The divine phoenix spread its wings and sang to the sky. It shot straight into the sky from its fleshy body, tearing apart the sky.

The primordial spirit is a dragon, and the body is a phoenix.

This is the most powerful body vision about the Nascent Soul Realm that Song Qingshu saw in the Tiandi chat group.

And then down is Song Qingshu's body, a bastard soaring straight into the sky.

Kunpeng's whole body is made of gold, and his radiance is dazzling and eye-catching.

Soaring up to ninety thousand miles, the thunder in this world seems to be unstoppable.

Then a total of nine kinds of creatures were born successively.

Rush out from Song Qingshu's physical body or primordial spirit, each manifesting a dharma body, its power is so powerful that it makes the whole world of thunder sea boil endlessly.

"Ding, the system prompts that the host Yuanshen villain has been refined to perfection! He has reached the peak of the fourth layer of Yuanying!"

Following the system's prompt tone.

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain has finally been forged to perfection.

In the vast sea of ​​thunder, there was unstoppable lightning and thunder.

And Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain is completely perfect, reaching the peak of the Yuanying quadruple together with his physical body, the two are synchronized, and there is a feeling of flesh and blood connection.

"Boom!"

In the end, the Yuanshen villain sitting cross-legged on Song Qingshu's head began to devour everything.

The real dragon, Kunpeng, and fairy phoenix were all taken back by his small mouth, and they were really in the body of the little man of the primordial spirit.

Chapter 459 Thunder Temple

At the moment when Song Qingshu's primordial spirit was forged to perfection, Song Qingshu's primordial spirit and physical body began to uncontrollably swallow the essence of the world.

Gollum.

With the swallowing sound issued by the villain of the soul.

All the sun, moon and stars in the cosmic starry sky were sucked in by Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain for a while, constantly replenishing the divine energy of the Yuanshen villain.

In this world made up of thunder seas.

The sky and the earth dimmed all of a sudden, like the end of the world, all kinds of brilliance and energy fell into the mouth of Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain.

It was swallowed up, and there was not much left.

at the same time.

Song Qingshu's body also began to crackle, making a soft sound like frying beans.

Every joint in his whole body began to shake, his flesh and blood were also moving, and his whole body was buzzing, constantly repairing the injured body.

The breath of life in the thunder that was only born for destruction sprinkled along with the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

Apart from falling into the mouth of the villain Yuanshen, the breath of life also poured on Song Qingshu's body.

Washing every inch of his body, Song Qingshu regained his vitality.

"Is this what the Lord of Reincarnation said, the Supreme Thunder Tribulation that can make my cultivation base stable?"

"But why didn't I feel anything after absorbing some life breath from the thunder disaster?"

Song Qingshu looked at the thunderous light constantly nourishing his body, couldn't help frowning his eyes, and murmured in surprise.

Boom!

Just when Song Qingshu was extremely surprised.

In this world made up of seas of thunder, strange events suddenly occurred.

With a bang, there was a rumbling sound like the opening of the world.

The avenue of heaven and earth in this world was extremely turbulent for a while, and thousands of electric arcs intertwined to form the most terrifying ocean.

And among them, suddenly there was an incomparably majestic Thunder Temple standing side by side.

It is as magnificent as the heaven in ancient mythology.

"It seems that as I continue to deepen my understanding of the world of cultivation, even the Heavenly Palace has appeared?"

"Then what will appear next? Will the super existences in fantasy novels like Fighting and Conquering Buddha also appear?"

Song Qingshu looked at the Temple of Thunder that looked like an ancient heaven, raised his eyebrows with interest, and said happily.

There are many ancient towers under the Thunder Temple, which look simple and vicissitudes, magnificent.

"System, start scanning!"

Song Qingshu frowned unhappily as he looked at the Temple of Thunder that was covered by thousands of mist.

Then Song Qingshu said this to the system in his mind.

Following Song Qingshu's order.

The scan in the system was activated immediately, and then the myriad of mist suddenly dissipated into nothingness.

In Song Qingshu's eyes, the layout of the Temple of Thunder is extremely magnificent.

The Lei Guangwa above the temple is shining brightly, as if made of divine gold.

It is also like a very beautiful glazed tile, very realistic.

It's so realistic that it doesn't look like lightning.

Song Qingshu jumped, and he came to the Temple of Thunder.

Magical to say.

Song Qingshu was obviously stepping on a piece of thunder, but he seemed to be walking in the ancient heaven.

Not even a trace of thunder arc hurt Song Qingshu's body.

Song Qingshu looked up at the Temple of Thunder made of carved railings and jade. Its steps looked like white marble, simple and solemn.

The palace road in the temple is wide, and the palace palace is surrounded by countless avenues of mist.

"Ding, the system prompts that the host is now in the illusion of thunder."

While Song Qingshu was admiring the Thunder Temple.

The system's notification tone sounded in Song Qingshu's ears again.

"Illusion of thunder? What does this mean?"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and asked the system questions.

After a little silence.

The system's prompt sound rang in Song Qingshu's ears continuously:

"In the world of ascetics, the rules of heaven will automatically record the video data of the strongest in the world."

"And the image imprints of those strongest will be transferred to various thunder phantoms to last forever."

heard.

Song Qingshu opened his lips excitedly and asked:

"There are the most powerful people from all generations in the Thunder Vision, so can I compete with them?"

The mechanical sound of the system then sounded non-stop:

"Yes, although the images of the strongest may not necessarily reach their peak, they are definitely not weak!"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu's blood couldn't help boiling.

As a cultivator, Song Qingshu wanted to see where his bottom line was countless times.

And confronting the masters of various generations is one of the best ways to test one's own cultivation.

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu then spotted a palace, and walked away at the pace of dragons and tigers.

He didn't know who it would be in the palace, and which world's strong image it would be.

So Song Qingshu's choice seemed very random.