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As Song Qingshu recited the heart method of Xiao Tuntianjue, the vitality in the sky in the Nine Suns Palace coincidentally rushed towards Song Qingshu, with great momentum.

At this time, Song Qingshu seemed to be in the eyes of the ocean and sea, surrounded by the surging vitality of the heaven and earth, and the speed of absorbing the vitality of the heaven and earth had a qualitative leap compared with the previous few months.

At such a crazy speed of absorbing the vitality of the heaven and the earth, Song Qingshu had just retreated for seven days, and the incomparably abundant vitality of the heaven and the earth in the Nine Suns Palace became intense.

The land of auspiciousness is no longer what it used to be, and the Nine Suns Shrine has gradually become ordinary.

After the 49th day of July [-]th, the Jiuyang Shrine was completely turned into a wasteland, the sun was gone, and the strange rocks were shattered.

same day.

Song Qingshu felt something in his heart, pushed open the gate of Nine Suns God's Palace, stepped into the sky, and waited quietly for the thunder to descend.

Now the vitality of heaven and earth contained in Song Qingshu's body is enough for an ordinary monk to step from the first realm of transforming gods to the peak of nine realms of transforming gods.

However, such terrifying energy was just enough for Song Qingshu to break through the first level, stepping from the half-step to the first stage of transformation.

From this, one can imagine how strict Song Qingshu was with himself on the way of cultivating the Tao, and how much he had accumulated over time.

It is precisely because of this.

So at this time, no one knows better than Song Qingshu, he simply can't imagine how terrible the thunder catastrophe born after such a long accumulation will be.

Song Qingshu only knew that once the thunder broke out at this time, it would be a devastating blow to him. This time was different from the past, Song Qingshu himself had no idea.

"It's time to come, indeed it's time to come! Let's go through the tribulation!"

Looking at the cloudless sky, Song Qingshu smiled coldly, and whispered in his heart.

A word fell.

Song Qingshu began to stimulate the terrifying Taoism in his body, so that the vitality he had gained from retreating in the Nine Suns Shrine over the past few months was shining brightly.

Song Qingshu no longer struggled to suppress his own strength, but let go of his body and mind to connect with the world of the First God Pass, expressing his will to surpass the heaven and the way.

A loud bang resounded through the sky.

Originally there was nothing above the clear sky, but at the moment when Song Qingshu released his cultivation realm.

This piece of Tianyu Avenue is like facing a big enemy, suddenly the clear sky turns into a vast ocean, a vast, boundless, this is a sea of ​​gods transformed from thunder and thunder!

In that instant, before Song Qingshu could even react, he was directly buried in the sea of ​​divine light and thunder, and was constantly being tortured and punished by the rules of heaven in the first divine pass.

Rumble!

One after another, as thick as a river and sea, and as heavy as a mountain, huge lightning lights struck Song Qingshu's body one after another.

What is the thunder of the sun god, what is the thunder of the sun god, what is the ninety-nine calamity, what is the thunder of the fallen god.

In this sea of ​​divine light and thunder, there are endless ones, like cabbages, which can be seen everywhere, which is not uncommon.

This is an extremely magnificent picture beyond the imagination of others.

If someone in the first Shenguan at this time describes Song Qingshu's scene of crossing the catastrophe, then pass it on to the world.

Then Song Qingshu will definitely shock the first god pass, making countless ascetics tremble with fear.

This kind of catastrophe, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that only the great emperor can have such horror when he crossed the catastrophe when he was young.

Any light in Song Qingshu's catastrophe is far better than a catastrophe of others, and it is extremely terrifying.

Rumble.

Thousands of radiant lights gathered above the sky and turned into the first round of trials for Song Qingshu.

This is a kind of doomsday-like divine punishment. The heavenly catastrophe was sent down for the purpose of destroying Song Qingshu, not for anything else.

Start from Heavenly Tribulation.

Song Qingshu could feel the fear of this world towards him, it was afraid of growing up, so it sent down thunder, trying to kill him.

Instead of Song Qingshu, none of the monks who are also in the half-step transformation into a god can withstand such a vast and boundless thunder.

Even the reincarnation of the ancient emperor will not work!

In the sky full of thunder, just a very inconspicuous ray of lightning is enough to destroy a monstrous cultivator.

However, Song Qingshu was bathed in the entire area of ​​electric light, with disheveled hair, and without any external objects, he fought against the vast catastrophe alone.

"Bingzi Jue! Body Tempering!"

In this vast sea of ​​thunder, Song Qingshu naked and muscular, reciting military art, using thunder light as water, regards himself as a weapon, and then washes his body and soul.

Every time thunder exploded in Tianyu, there was a sound of smashing in Tianyu.

This is a great destruction.

In the sea of ​​thunder, even the extremely tough void of the first Shenguan was split open, so terrifying black abysses appeared one after another in the wind.

Amidst the sky full of thunder, Song Qingshu's bronze-colored and slightly thin body shone with starlight and silver light, receiving lightning strikes and baptisms without interruption.

Just like what Song Qingshu thought.

The duration of the thunderstorm this time was still very long. The first round of the thunderstorm test alone took up half a day of Song Qingshu's time.

Song Qingshu was in the sea of ​​thunder, looking around, the sea of ​​thunder was boundless and boundless.

He was very curious, whether the tens of thousands of years of catastrophe in the first gate seemed to be concentrated on him alone.

If not, how could there be so many thunders in this world?

The thunder and thunder of the past and the present merged into one, and the sun, the sun, and the yin and the thunder were implied in the ninety-nine heavenly calamity, turning into an extremely terrifying thunder dragon.

Thunder Dragon shattered the void, swallowed Song Qingshu into it, and continuously tempered his body.

"broken!"

After Song Qingshu opened his mouth to swallow the breath of life in Thunder Dragon's body and strengthened his cultivation, he raised his eyebrows coldly and punched out.

With a pop, the thunder dragon that could kill the god was scattered in the sea of ​​thunder.

This scene is just a phantom of Song Qingshu floating in the endless sea of ​​thunder.

After absorbing so much energy from the thunder, every inch of Song Qingshu's skin became extremely glaring.

Every small pore on his body is now continuously swallowing electric lights, like a magic soldier bathed in thunder.

While strengthening his body, a small man with a brilliant body in Song Qingshu Tongtiandao's eyes also stepped out, opening his mouth and sucking in a sea of ​​thunder, his power and power were boundless and terrifying.

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bang.

A sun god thunder as thick as Mount Tai melted the void and struck Song Qingshu's body, engulfing him instantly like a puddle of molten liquid poured on him.

"what!"

Song Qingshu's skin instantly turned red, and then became tougher, as if he had just stepped out of an iron furnace.

Before Song Qingshu could catch his breath, another piece of thunder from the Taiyin God crashed down like a vast ocean, which made Song Qingshu tired of dealing with it for a while.

"It's not over!"

Song Qingshu yelled violently, raised his fist and slammed out a Heavenly Tribulation Palm, the annihilating breath in the palm confronted each other, dissipating the crisis in front of him.

But after a thunderbolt exploded, more and more divine thunders landed on Song Qingshu...

The dull thunder like winter thunder exploded in the void, and the mighty roar resounded through the sky and clouds, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

Even though Song Qingshu had already arranged a concealment formation around him for hundreds of miles, so that the power of thunder and calamity could not be spread, it became unnecessary trouble for him.

However, even though Song Qingshu's concealment array was arranged flawlessly.

But the cultivators in the first God Pass felt extremely dull in their chests, and some of the strong ones who had just ascended to the God Transformation Realm couldn't even breathe, which was extremely painful.

Song Qingshu had calculated thousands of times, but he still missed two points.

One point is that he is too strong, and the power of the catastrophe caused by it is difficult to block with the big array of deception.

The second is that none of the monks who can appear on the first gate is an ordinary person.

Without exception, the people on this sacred land are all powerful in the world, and they can shatter countless worlds together.

At this time, the atmosphere in the First Divine Gate was extremely solemn, and there was not even a single sound on the street where people were clearly coming and going.

The butcher who chopped meat with a knife looked up at the sky of Nine Suns Shrine, his eyes were solemn.

The monk who was drinking and chatting with the butcher also put away the smile on his face at this time, and the palm of the hand holding the wine gourd was bruised.

The broken-arm swordsman drank the clear water in front of him, not daring to look up at Song Qingshu's sky.

"The Heavenly Tribulation in the Transformation God Realm is so terrifying?"

"Tianyi, it seems that your favor is really not good..."

After an unknown amount of time, the broken-arm swordsman threw a spirit stone on the table as tea money, and then walked into the depths of the sea of ​​people while laughing at himself.

Butcher, drunkard, swordsman.

These three seemingly unrelated people are all monks in the First God Gate, and each of them owes Qiu Tianyi a big favor for one or another reason.

If this debt of favor is not repaid, then the three of them will not live in peace for the rest of their lives.

Now that Qiu Tianyi has a great opportunity to beg the three of them, they are waiting for the opportunity to kill Song Qingshu in one go.

It was precisely because of this that the three of them kept perceiving Song Qingshu's position while pretending to be calm.

Until today, these three strong men with extremely deep cultivation finally sensed Song Qingshu, and also sensed the catastrophe that destroyed the world.

The butcher was therefore panicked, as if his own butcher's knife was on his neck.

As a result, the alcoholic didn't dare to drink any more, and the already obscene little eyes became even more obscene because of the ferocious expression.

Among the three, only the swordsman with a broken arm came forward. Regardless of the killing intent as if a sharp sword was hanging over his head, he repaid the water money and moved forward firmly, without retreating.

At this time, it was leaked from Song Qingshu's large formation of concealing the sky.It's an aura that feels like annihilation.

This aura made countless powerhouses who were in the same place as the gods tremble. Everyone was trembling, and they tried their best to raise their heads and look out of the sky.

However, except for a very small number of top powerhouses, no one can see anything, it is too far away, and Song Qingshu's large array of concealing the sky is too powerful.

Therefore, ordinary monks can only look blank, unaware of the situation, unable to deduce the cause and effect.

Because, at this time, the catastrophe of heavenly punishment that Song Qingshu showered has only been seen in ancient and modern times.