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In the hands of Song Qingshu.

Zhao Yi's tone changed from the arrogance before to the pleading at the end, without the arrogance he had at the beginning, and he was completely subdued.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"Originally, I could squeeze you into a stream of light in the sky with one palm, but I still let you talk so much nonsense. Guess why?"

Zhao Yi frowned, cautiously:

"Because I... still have something to use?"

Song Qingshu is indifferent:

"What use is there for you, a waste? I just want to humiliate you."

Hearing this, Zhao Yi was so angry that his face turned blue and red. He wanted to yell at Song Qingshu, but he dared not speak for fear of offending the god of death.

"Then, Immortal Ascendant, I think you have successfully humiliated me. Now, can we talk about the conditions?"

After repeated deep breaths, Zhao Yi finally smoothed out his own breath, and just now he showed an extremely ugly smile, and opened his lips to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's face was still indifferent:

"I don't like it."

Say it.

Song Qingshu's avenue machine armor is full of light from the law of the avenue.

If nothing else.

Then Song Qingshu's mecha will crush Zhao Yi's Yuanshen villain into a puddle of ashes, causing it to float between the sky and the earth.

"No!"

Zhao Yiyuan's spirit screamed terribly, and the sound of crying and howling like killing a pig kept shaking in Song Qingshu's ears.

"Die."

Song Qingshu frowned in boredom, squeezed his right palm tightly, and with a pop, the void was shaken and uneasy.

Song Qingshu felt something unusual, and then spread out his palms again, but the solemnity between Song Qingshu's brows became deeper.

Because at the moment his palm is empty, there is no Zhao Yi's Yuanshen villain, and there is no flowing light in the sky.

Like.

From the beginning, it was just Song Qingshu's fantasy, but in fact, his hands were empty and there was nothing left.

"Hey, why did such a bastard like you come out of my eternal family?"

Just when Song Qingshu was about to start the scan function of the system to detect what happened at that moment just now.

A shout came from the void behind Song Qingshu's azure blue mecha.

This is a cold voice, not very old, but there is a sense of majesty without anger.

Song Qingshu turned around and looked at the place where the scolding sound originated.

Li Song Qingshu is hundreds of feet away.

There was a rather young man with a demeanor as calm as a mountain, wearing a five-color metal Taoist robe.

The purple golden crown soaring to the sky trembled slightly on his head. The young man walked in the void with his hands behind his back. Zhao Yi's primordial spirit trembled on his head, making this man extremely cold.

It seems that this man is only in his twenties, but his pupils are full of vicissitudes of life. It is obvious that there is a huge difference between his actual age and his appearance.

There was a breeze in the night sky.

The man's black to shiny ink silk floated like a splashed ink landscape painting.

His eyes are as cold as a sword, and he is not handsome overall, but he has the aura of an emperor. Just standing still in the void, he is like a heavenly king descending from the realm.

"Ding, warning, warning, this person is extremely powerful, extremely powerful, he has transcended the transformation of gods, and entered the realm of divine light!"

When Song Qingshu just saw this man, the system in Song Qingshu's mind sounded a series of warning sounds.

Moreover, faintly, there was a trace of extremely rare anxiety in the system's voice.

It should be noted that even in the endless catastrophe like the thunder phantom, the tone of the system remained as usual without trembling.

But now, the man just stood in the void and looked at Song Qingshu calmly, and the system had such a big reaction.

Come on, it's terrifying...

"Are the strong in the Divine Light Realm going to attack me? Your etiquette from the Eternal Family is really considerate?"

Song Qingshu looked at the man in the void, smiled slightly, and was ready to tear the void.

Although the current Song Qingshu's strength is definitely not weak.

But it really hasn't reached the exaggerated state of being invincible in the world. Song Qingshu still needs more time to accumulate and settle during the journey of cultivation.

Now he has a legendary record of fighting against the powerhouse of the god-transformation realm at the sixth stage of the Nascent Soul, if he is allowed to face the powerhouse of the god-level realm now.

Even if Song Qingshu is the reincarnation of the great emperor and possesses unique treasures and unique knowledge, he is absolutely invincible.

Forced to shake, can only die in vain, all Song Qingshu can do is to fight again in the future.

Listening to Song Qingshu's sarcasm.

The young man in the void restrained his infinite power and looked at Song Qingshu seriously.

His cloudy eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the secrets of the world, and with just a glance, he noticed the difference between Song Qingshu and others.

"Hmm... It's true that only the sixth level of the Nascent Soul has not covered up his own realm, but the strength of his body has reached the strength of a strong person at the sixth level of the Transforming God Realm."

"The power of the primordial spirit has been baptized by the thunder and thunder of the heavenly calamity, and its combat power is even more terrifying than the physical body... It is indeed a person who can survive the ninety-nine heavenly calamities."

"Wait... this? This!"

At the beginning, the young man just casually looked at Song Qingshu's cultivation level, and he lazily commented after a long time.

Although Song Qingshu's performance is really extraordinary, but wanting to shock such a strong man, Song Qingshu also knows that his current strength is not enough.

But I don't know what the young man saw in Song Qingshu's body.

Maybe it's the power of Kun's artistic conception, maybe it's the slumber of the cornucopia, or maybe it's other magical things about Song Qingshu.

In short.

When the young man saw that thing.

The detachment on his face completely subsided, replaced by endless horror and admiration.

"Old Ancestor, hurry up and avenge your grandson!"

"All the elders of my Eternal Family died at the hands of this person, Patriarch, this revenge must be avenged!"

Now that Zhao Yi is not physically present, he can only rely on a soul to speak in the young man's ear.

While talking, Zhao Yi looked at Song Qingshu fiercely and said:

"My family's ancestor came here in person, ascension immortal, you are doomed!"

"If you kneel and kowtow now, I will leave you alone..."

It's not waiting for Zhao Yi to finish speaking.

A thunderous thunder-like sound exploded in his ears:

"Presumptuous, why don't you kneel down for me and kowtow to this fellow daoist!"

Listening to the young man's words, Song Qingshu frowned, not knowing why.

Chapter 520

The ancestor of the Eternal Family has always been a person who protects the calf, although at the beginning the ancestor of the Eternal Family was unwilling to mess with the ascendant of unknown origin.

But his own grandson was beaten to death, and his soul was separated. As an elder, how could he stand idly by?

Therefore, the ancestor of the Eternal Family came to Song Qingshu from the very beginning with endless killing intent.

But in this eternal world, the ancestor had just observed Song Qingshu for a while.

The killing intent on his body disappeared, and his face was full of panic, terrified, and sweat flowed profusely.

Song Qingshu looked at this young man calmly, and saw that he was wearing a five-color metal dragon suit, and there was an invincible color between his brows.

It can be said to be majestic, just like a heavenly king descending into the world, giving people an inexplicable invincible look.

After Song Qingshu took a closer look, he was even more surprised, because this person is really super powerful, and the strength of the divine light realm is even more terrifying than Song Qingshu expected.

On the young man's celestial spirit cover, there is a streak of blood piercing through the sky between the faint and invisible.

Boom.

The blood energy broke through the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole world trembled faintly.

Even if Song Qingshu didn't have a pair of eyes, that young man's pillar of blood was clearly visible.

Between heaving and breathing, a white column emerged from the young man's breath, and his energy was like a dragon, surging and surging, and like a sacred furnace, it contained extremely terrifying divine power.

But this is not what surprised Song Qingshu the most.

What surprised Song Qingshu the most was that the young man in front of him clearly possessed supreme supernatural powers, yet he never did anything to him.

Not only did he never do anything to himself, but he also looked terrified, as if he had really seen a devil...

"Old Ancestor, this Immortal Ascendant has shot at the elders of our Eternal Family. He has committed a heinous crime. Why don't you..."

Zhao Yi listened to the ancestor's scolding to him, and asked with some inexplicable lips.

The young man snorted coldly, and regardless of what his grandson thought, he shook his hand and dragged him to Song Qingshu's side.

"Ancestor?"

Zhao Yi struggled fiercely in the air, feeling extremely panicked at the fact that he was approaching Song Qingshu, a murderous god.

"If you don't want to destroy both body and spirit, then don't resist!"

"If you want to die like this, then I will slap you to death as an unfilial descendant!"

Regardless of Zhao Yi's fierce struggle, the young man came to Song Qingshu from hundreds of feet away, and bowed to Song Qingshu devoutly: "The ancestor of the Eternal Family, Zhao Tian, ​​has met fellow Taoist."