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Now even if the person lurking in the void is a third-level powerhouse of the God Transformation Realm, the system should not make a big fuss to remind itself.

Just now, a monk at the eighth level of Nascent Soul can actually make the system pay attention to it?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Facing the strong uneasiness in his heart, Song Qingshu waved his sleeves to seal the turbulent space, and turned around to look at the void reminded by the system.

There is not even a single thing in that void, the breeze can flow without worry, and the dew can drip naturally.

However, when Song Qingshu looked at the emptiness, he was also alert.

This is not some ability to cultivate Taoism, but Song Qingshu's six senses are psychic, and he has a strong predictive ability.

"come out!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, and the thunder billowed in the sky, and a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket fell towards the void.

"Hehe, you are indeed a strong ascendant who forcibly survived ninety-nine heavenly tribulations. I can hide this pattern from the sky, but I can't hide it from you?"

When the thunder struck the void.

The void suddenly shattered and exploded, and the thunder was swallowed within it.

And a thin old man stepped out from the void.

Although the little old man looked short and dry in the eyes of ordinary people, he was full of energy.

In particular, his pair of pupils are as bright as two unextinguished lamps, making it difficult for ordinary people to look directly at them.

On this little old man's body was a jet-black metal armor, the armor was shiny and shiny, very glaring in the sky.

"Who are you, why are you in ambush here, and how do you know that I have survived the Nine or Nine Heavens?"

Song Qingshu put his hands behind his back, opened his lips and asked in a deep voice, staring at this person indifferently like ice.

The little old man chuckled, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a light smile indifferently: "How powerful is the product of the combination of my indestructible technology and the Dao, how can an ordinary man like you who only knows how to cultivate the Tao understand how powerful it is?"

"Let's not talk nonsense, since you have found out where you are, then I will say it straight, I want your blood."

When he said these words, the little old man's silver pupils had thousands of divine lights flowing naturally, calm and composed.

Then the little old man waved his sleeves, a stone chair appeared in the bamboo forest, he walked over and sat down.

Listening to the little old man's words, Song Qingshu frowned in confusion.

"Indestructible Realm? The combination of technology and avenue, you want my blood?"

"who are you?"

After Song Qingshu pondered for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a reason, then Song Qingshu let go of his hands behind his back, looked at the little old man and shouted angrily.

The little old man smiled coldly:

"The number one family in the Immortal World, the chief butler of the Eternal Family!"

Although the little old man had a proud face when he said these words, Song Qingshu was still in a daze.

"System, analyze the specific situation of this world, including the so-called eternal family, and the martial arts methods that people in this world are good at."

Song Qingshu looked at the proud little old man, and said to the system in his head indifferently.

The sound of mechanical gears rang continuously in Song Qingshu's ears: "Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing and scanning several questions raised by the host. The analysis progress is 5.00%. There are too many tasks. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing several questions raised by the scanning host. The analysis progress is [-]%, and there are too many tasks. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing several questions raised by the scanning host. The analysis progress is 15.00%. There are too many tasks. Please wait patiently."

……

Just as Song Qingshu was listening to the system prompts sounding in his head one after another.

The little old man looked at Song Qingshu's calm face, thinking that Song Qingshu hadn't recognized the reality clearly, and then opened his lips with a sneer.

The little old man's voice didn't match his figure, it was very penetrating, and it buzzed like a copper bell in Song Qingshu's ears: "Kneel here, my Patriarch has a heart of cherishing talents, and I will show you a bright light." Highway."

"Although you are really dirty as an outsider cultivator, since my Patriarch is willing to accept you as a slave, you should be grateful!"

As an original resident of the Immortal Realm, this old man in the Eighth Layer of Nascent Soul extremely despised Song Qingshu.

Although he also realized that Song Qingshu's overall strength might be far superior to him, but this little old man did not forget to humiliate Song Qingshu with words.

heard.

Song Qingshu's expression became colder than ice, he stared at the little old man indifferently, and opened his lips and said: "I understand the rules on the road to immortality, immortal climbers are not allowed to slaughter intelligent original residents, otherwise other immortal climbers will gang up and kill them." .”

"But if you continue to talk nonsense, even if I am the enemy of the whole world, you should die!"

Say it.

Song Qingshu then snorted coldly.

boom.

The stone chair under the little old man's buttocks shattered into dust, and some stone chips pierced into his buttocks, causing him to scream.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing several questions raised by the scanning host. The analysis progress is 90.00%. There are too many tasks. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing several questions raised by the scanning host, and the analysis progress is 90.00% nine. There are too many tasks. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scan is successful, and now input all the information in this world into the host's mind."

Just when Song Qingshu was fighting fiercely with the little old man, all the information about the Immortal Realm flooded into Song Qingshu's mind.

Chapter 501 Battle Mech Armor

Immortal Realm is a very famous realm in the Great Northern World, famous for its organic combination of technology and avenues.

But it is also because of too much emphasis on technology.

The average basic cultivation level of people in the Immortal Realm has reached the Golden Core realm.

Compared with other monastic countries that are famous all over the world, it can be said that it is not a level worse.

But because of the most unique battle holy weapon in the Immortal Realm, the Dao God Armor is super powerful.

After countless springs and autumns, the Immortal Realm still occupies an extremely important position in the Great Northern World.

This is also an important reason why the Immortal Realm looks down on foreign monks like Song Qingshu.

In addition to these basic information about the Immortal Realm, the system in Song Qingshu's mind also gave Song Qingshu a detailed interpretation of the so-called Dao Shenjia.

of course.

It only took a moment for the seemingly cumbersome information to be input into Song Qingshu's mind.

Only a moment passed.

The light in Song Qingshu's eyes dimmed.

However, the confidence in his eyes became more and more conspicuous.

"You said you want me to be your master's servant?"

"Hahaha, old guy, are you still awake?"

Song Qingshu walked in front of the little old man, his eyes returned to indifference, he looked at the little old man indifferently and opened his lips.

The little old man patted the stone dust off his ass, looked at Song Qingshu, and opened his lips viciously and said: "It's just a foreign monk! If the people in the Immortal Realm let you be a dog, be a dog, let alone give you a servant now." Status, you still don't appreciate it!"

"If you don't want to be a slave, you can kneel like a dog and let you be the housekeeper."

heard.

Song Qingshu laughed back angrily, there was an extremely powerful air wave in the laughter, and the space trembled slightly: "Hahaha, what a world of immortality, then I want to see if the name of the world of immortality is true .”

"Why, you still want to destroy our Immortal Realm?"

The little old man's silver pupils shot out extremely powerful rays of light, and then he opened his lips and said lightly.

"Little guy, it's a good thing to be ambitious, but the mouth is too unclean."

"People like you will never be welcomed by the Immortal Realm. In other words, people like you will die the fastest. I think you may not be able to see the sun tomorrow morning!"

The old man closed his silver pupils lightly, and said with a sinister smile.

heard.

Song Qingshu remained indifferent, Song Qingshu was not afraid of anything, but acted suddenly.

Under Song Qingshu's feet, thunder arcs and clouds rose, and with a bang, he shattered the void around him, and his figure was faster than Dao Dianguang.

In almost a ten-thousandth of an instant, Song Qingshu came to the little old man.

The reason why he was in such a hurry was because Song Qingshu felt an unexplainable danger.

So Song Qingshu didn't want to let the little old man in front of him attack first, and with an angry shout, Song Qingshu directly preempted the killer.

Because the speed was too fast, Song Qingshu's figure was no longer as chic as when standing on the ground normally.

When Song Qingshu was in the air, he flew across.

He folded his hands in front of his chest, and pressed them forward in an extremely angry and terrifying manner, like a golden celestial tablet that flashed like a thunder arc, and pressed it in front of the little old man.

Seeing Song Qingshu's slap in the face, the little old man couldn't help being furious: "Don't eat the toast!"

Boom.

The pitch-black metal battle armor worn by the little old man began to emit silver light, and then it magnified wildly.

In the same instant, it became a metal giant made of silver, reaching a height of eight feet.

"Silver Xuanwu ranks No. 30 and seventh in the Immortal Realm."

"I didn't expect to meet such a powerful Dao Shenjia just now. It seems that I can really see and see new things."

Song Qingshu looked at the god armor that the little old man had turned into, smiled coldly, and spoke.

"clang!"

"clang!"

The palm of Song Qingshu's hand means thunder and thunder, and he confronts the God of the Great Way controlled by the little old man.

Following two extremely loud explosions on the armor of the Great Dao, Song Qingshu's Heavenly Tribulation imprinted two shallow palm prints on the silver armor of the Great Dao, shooting out a handful of fire, but it was not damaged .