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After grasping the deadly enemy, Song Qingshu's tens of thousands of thunder lights fell on Song Qingshu's body, and the power shattered the void, making Song Qingshu's body smoke.

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, dissipated the lightning from the sky, and then suddenly protruded his consciousness in the sea of ​​thunder, and swept across millions of miles around him in an instant.

To cover up his aura of catastrophe, a hole was opened at some point in the God Formation, and the person who just shot at him walked in through that hole.

"I am Song Qingshu, the Ascendant Immortal!"

"I don't know where to offend, but I want to mobilize people like this! Come and kill me here!"

Song Qingshu scanned with his divine sense, and found that dozens of peerless masters with aura as majestic as a coiling dragon submerged in the thunder shadows of the void.

Everyone has astounding talents, more than one point stronger than the old meditation monks and others.

The weakest person has the strength of the fifth level of the God Transformation Realm, and the strongest has even reached the eighth level of the God Transformation Realm, and his realm is calm and not vain. One can tell at a glance that he has tempered his realm.

Facing such a group of tigers and wolves.

Even Song Qingshu couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, and Song Qingshu is now in the midst of a catastrophe, and may end up bloodshed at any moment.

He had to be careful to minimize his own risk.

Listening to Song Qingshu's question.

The void was no longer as peaceful as before, and there were rustling sounds from several corners that were originally silent.

To have is to sigh, to have is to say coldly.

"The few of us are old people in the No. [-] Shenguan. Because of some things, we missed the heroic battlefield last time. We owed a favor to a junior, so we had to come to pay it back."

"Hmph! Why are you talking so much nonsense with him! Everyone follow me, cut him up here, and pay back the favors, with no hindrance in Daoism, each go to immortality!"

"Hey, fellow daoist, don't worry, this Song Qingshu can actually discover our existence, his strength must not be weak, and he is not someone we can kill at will."

In the commotion of a group of people.

There was a unicorn-headed sixth-level powerhouse who shattered the thunder that filled the sky. He stood in the sea of ​​thunder, looked at Song Qingshu calmly, and murmured while examining him.

heard.

Song Qingshu seemed to understand something:

"Qiu Tianyi asked you to come?"

This strong man with a unicorn head is indifferent:

"No, I'll come here uninvited, come to take your head, and pay back a favor I was waiting for."

heard here.

Song Qingshu directly asked the system to transmit to his mind some recent things about himself that happened in the First God Pass.

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is in progress, and the transmission progress is 20.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is in progress, and the transmission progress is 40.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is in progress, and the transmission progress is 80.00%, please wait patiently for the host."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is complete."

In less than half a breath, the system's notification sounds have been resounding through his mind one after another.

In an instant, the matter of Qiu Tianyi chasing and killing him by name was brought into Song Qingshu's mind, and the ins and outs were immediately clear.

"In order to repay Qiu Tianyi's favor, you came to disturb me? Oh, do you think I can be bullied?"

Song Qingshu understood the purpose of the group of peerless powerhouses in front of him, his face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly.

Following Song Qingshu's words, there was a monstrous murderous aura soaked in the sea of ​​thunder that filled the sky.

The phantom of the heavenly soldiers who came to kill Song Qingshu was slapped by this killing intent into a pool of streamer and dissipated, and the might of the sky thunder was suppressed immediately.

"It's just a weak cultivator who has just passed through the realm of transforming gods. What is he doing in front of the uncle? I want to kill you, so what can you do!"

The monk with the unicorn head has not yet spoken.

A monk who had been sneering at Song Qingshu from the beginning looked at Song Qingshu and cursed.

This cultivator has cultivated the pupil method, his pupils are crystal clear, filled with inexplicable clouds, blood red as the sun for a while, blue as the moon for a while, between the opening and closing of his eyebrows, there is supreme power flowing.

It can be seen from this that although this monk is crazy, he really has the capital of arrogance.

Among the hundred strong men on the road to immortality, there must be a place for him.

pity.

Rao is such a powerful monk, but in Song Qingshu's view, he is still weak.

"However, an earth dog in the mid-stage of the fifth stage of Huashen, dare to bark and bark in front of me?"

"Bingzi Jue! Thunder God Soldiers!"

Song Qingshu looked at this cultivator with extraordinary double pupils, said coldly, and then made a decisive move with the word Bing, taking advantage of the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Thunder that filled the surroundings at this time to turn into a general.

The general's entire body was radiant, extremely brilliant, and the Thunder God Armor he wore almost made the void tremble and whine.

The thunder spear in his hand pointed directly at the cultivator who practiced the double-pupil combat technique, and then roared and shot, smashing the void of the nine heavens, and turned into a thunderbolt to rush towards the cultivator who practiced the dual-pupil combat technique.

With Song Qingshu's ups and downs in the catastrophe, the time and experience increased.

This catastrophe, which in the eyes of ordinary people is like a flood and beast, has become a weapon for Song Qingshu.

"Shuzi dare!"

The cultivator who had mastered the pupil technique looked at the Thunderbolt General who was rushing towards him, glared at Song Qingshu, and after a violent shout, his pupils burst into infinite light and divine splendor.

Boom boom boom!

I don't know how many times there were shocks and fluctuations in the thunder, and the monk who had cultivated the vision pupil technique and the thunder warrior Song Qingshu casually simulated were inseparable from each other.

"Wanhua kills!"

After Li He finished the roar, the eyes of the cultivator who specialized in pupil light radiated a brilliance, and blasted towards the Thunder God General who was flying towards him.

"kill!"

The Thunder God General let out a roar from his throat, and then swung the Thunder God Spear with all his might, stabbing fiercely at the cultivator.

puff.

The great brilliance in the eyes of the cultivator who specialized in pupil light was shattered.

Immediately afterwards, there was a shrill scream.

The cultivator's head was pierced by a gun, blood splashed all over the ground, and the soul was shattered by the thunderbolt.

Immediately the Thunder God fled away with the monk's head in his hand, blood was sprinkled in the sea of ​​thunder, and his figure disappeared.

The top [-] masters on the way to ascend to immortality were directly killed by General Thunderbolt that Song Qingshu simulated without even touching a piece of Song Qingshu's clothes.

"This... what kind of method is this..."

"With Caitong's cultivation, even an ordinary powerhouse at the eighth level of God Transformation may not be able to do anything against him. How can this Thunder God be able to?"

"Qiu Tianyi's task is too difficult, everyone, I'll take a step first!"

Seeing the head of Caitong splattered with blood in the sea of ​​thunder, and surrounded Song Qingshu, the monks who had malicious intentions suddenly panicked.

After whispering a few times, some of the monks fled through the void, not daring to be an enemy of Song Qingshu anymore...

Retire the heroes with one move.

Chapter 578 Zhang Tianqi

As Song Qingshu moved his thoughts at will, a thunder god would come out of the void, and a divine thunder spear shattered the void, pulling out the head of a very powerful monk.

The existence of this Thunder God General made the sky tremble, and the heroes who surrounded and killed Song Qingshu trembled.

Because he is so terrifying, he is obviously just a phantom transformed by thunder, but he has the power to suppress and kill the proud son of heaven. This reality makes the heroes unwilling to believe it.

"I was just passing by and happened to be watching. I hope Brother Dao doesn't pay too much attention to it. I'll leave now!"

"That's right, that's right, I'm so sorry for offending you."

"Farewell, goodbye."

Looking at Song Qingshu's surrounding Thunder God General with colorful pupils and head, the onlookers who looked like a pack of wolves suddenly turned into weak sheep.

They all left Song Qingshu's body one after another after bowing with apologetic smiles.

Song Qingshu looked coldly at these heroes who fled one after another, in a state of embarrassment, never took them seriously and despised them.

He understood very well that these heroes who besieged and killed him came here only for Qiu Tianyi's favor.

Each of them harbors evil intentions, each has their own plans, and they are not united.

As long as he showed his Thunder strength in front of this group of mobs, then this group of people would definitely fall apart and become nothing.

So the current result is not as expected by Song Qingshu. Before he even made a real move, the strong men in front of him dispersed and only a few people remained.

Some people are still hesitating and looking around.

Someone has already torn apart the void, half of his foot is in the void, and his figure will disappear at any time.

Therefore, among the few people in front of Song Qingshu, there was only one who was determined to kill Song Qingshu and was fearless.

"Why don't you run away?"

Song Qingshu looked at the monk with a unicorn head in front of him, and asked in surprise.

In front of this unicorn-headed monk, there was a pool of mist shrouded in the avenue, which blocked Song Qingshu's spiritual sense from exploring him.

So among so many monks, Song Qingshu couldn't see clearly the monk with the head of a unicorn, so he should be the strongest.

Listening to Song Qingshu's inquiry, the monk with a unicorn head smiled: "Why should I run away?"

Song Qingshu opened his lips:

"I know that you are the strongest and the highest realm among the group of tiger and wolf monks, but you are still not strong enough to kill me."

"Besides, so many people have left, I wouldn't stay here if I were you."