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"Bingzijue! Guns come."

Song Qingshu spread out his right hand and held it empty in the air, holding a long spear that was pitch black except for the tip of the spear that radiated brilliant brilliance.

Immediately, Song Qingshu raised his arms violently, clenched the tiger's palm tightly, his blue veins stood out, and swung the dark gold spear in his hand boldly.

The body of the gun was as black as night, and the tip of the gun emitted a brilliant light. The tip of the gun swept across the front, smashing hundreds of troops.

Swipe.

The sharp gun light lifted up the heads of soldiers with unicorn heads in front of Song Qingshu.

At this time, the tip of the spear was like the edge of a cold knife, the whole body was bright and glaring, and it passed through many throats in an instant.

Countless unicorn heads flew up with blood splashes, and the blood dyed the sky red.

"Stop me! Be sure to stop him!"

Zhang Tianqi turned his figure into an aurora, roaring as he fled towards Lei Hai at high speed.

Boom!

Thunderbolts as thick as mountains smashed down around Song Qingshu, and a single thunder wiped out a mountain in the world.

From time to time, thunderbolts fell on Song Qingshu, which brought some troubles for him to chase and kill Zhang Tianqi.

However, Song Qingshu knew it well.

This thunder as thick as a mountain is just a prelude.

There are still 32 seconds left in the original 20 seconds.

If Song Qingshu hadn't shot Zhang Tianqi to death within 20 seconds and let him go, then there must be endless troubles!

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu worked harder to kill the enemy, raising his spear to fight in all directions, fighting against hundreds of unicorn soldiers in front of him, where the spear passed, the wind howled, and blood rained down.

The Qilin soldiers were not afraid of death, one after another, they killed Song Qingshu one after another.

"kill!"

Another three seconds later, Song Qingshu's eyes were bloodshot.

After smashing a thousand-foot-thick thunder dragon with one punch, Song Qingshu condensed the strong killing intent of the artistic conception of life into one word, and then drank it in the form of Taoism.

The killing intent immediately turned into a gust of wind and spread out in this void, like a flood sweeping through the sky.

This is a kind of killing technique that Song Qingshu mastered. Its power is extremely fierce, and it attacks everyone standing in front of him indiscriminately.

In just a moment, the killing intent swept across the sky and the earth, the life pattern spread in the void, and one after another the unicorn soldiers fell to the ground and died completely.

"puff!"

"Those who stand in my way will be killed!"

Song Qingshu raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, relying on the incomparably powerful energy fluctuations in his body to raise his killing voice to a new and terrifying height.

After hearing the sound, the army of unicorn soldiers rushing towards Song Qingshu immediately fell densely like dumplings in water.

It fell and then exploded, turning into clouds of blood mist in the air.

But after a few seconds, in all directions of Song Qingshu, the corpses of Qilin soldiers were everywhere, and Song Qingshu waved the dark gold spear in his hand.

There was a humming sound and the void trembled, and then the group of Qilin soldiers fell down in pieces like harvested wheat.

Then it shattered, and the sky was filled with the broken limbs, bones and blood of Qilin soldiers.

Song Qingshu's attack was like thunder, he killed decisively without saying a word.

Seeing that the hundreds of qilin monks who had just died had died, there were only a few left, but Song Qingshu still had more than half of the time before 32 seconds passed.

"Your master is nothing more than the pitiful end of being chased and killed by me. You are nothing more than his lackeys, so you dare to act rashly?"

Song Qingshu swung his long spear, killing dozens of Qilin monks in an instant, and some of them were smashed into blood foam together with the divine armor.

Immediately Song Qingshu smiled jokingly, opened his lips and said calmly, as if Shura had come to the world, it was extremely frightening and frightening.

Although Song Qingshu acted quite frivolously, but his heart was very calm. He wanted to anger Zhang Tianqi with this, but to no avail.

Zhang Tianqi still fled desperately, but Song Qingshu was also chasing after him, fighting and walking, but the speed was still as fast as before, not slow at all.

The thunderous Jieyun in the sky followed Song Qingshu, and from a distance, it looked like a cloud of doomsday Jieyun was chasing and killing Zhang Tianqi.

"Roar!"

The surviving unicorn warriors rushed towards Song Qingshu, their power seemed to shatter the sky.

When Song Qingshu saw this, the vision in his eyes unfolded, and suddenly there was a god and demon standing behind him.

Then Song Qingshu swept across all directions with a dark golden spear, and the sky was covered with blood and broken bones. This situation was like Shura's purgatory.

Song Qing's handsome face in writing looks like a boy, but in reality he kills decisively, like a demon king. Wherever he goes, there is a bloody storm, and no one can stop him.

Such power and influence made the strong man hidden in the dark who was still secretly watching the battle frightened.

"Song Qingshu! Don't kill me! Otherwise, how could Tianyi spare you lightly!"

Finally, Song Qingshu nailed down the last unicorn soldier with a single shot. With all his strength, he mobilized his cultivation, bursting out at a dreamlike speed, and then charged towards Zhang Tianqi.

Zhang Tianqi looked at the imminent killing round, and no longer cared about the dignity of a peerless master, he yelled so strangely that he begged for mercy in the void and threatened.

"If he doesn't kill you, he can spare me? A joke!"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, his right arm shook, and the dark gold spear stabbed at Zhang Tianqi's head.

Chapter 583 God Organization

Just when Song Qingshu's dark gold spear was about to turn into a streamer and then pierce Zhang Tianqi's head.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind Song Qingshu.

Like a light on his back, a peerless murderous intent quietly emerged, carrying an incomparably strong murderous aura.

With a sound of swiping, an extremely sharp edge appeared in the void, piercing through the void, and then went straight to the back of Song Qingshu's head, with a murderous intent.

If this sharp edge pierces through Song Qingshu's mind, and passes by the shattered Yuanshen villain... If so, even Song Qingshu's unparalleled physical strength will die in sorrow.

"Ding! System warning! There is a super immortal artifact of the level of transformation gods shooting at the host, do you want to analyze the specific location of the person who shot it?"

Thunder flashed under Song Qingshu's feet, and the clouds and mist were misty, and then Song Qingshu turned around abruptly, avoiding the extremely terrifying black arrow that shot towards him.

There was only a crisp ding resounding through the sky, and then the system's prompt sounded in Song Qingshu's mind.

Song Qingshu nodded secretly:

"Immediately analyze the location and general strength of the person who shot."

"The so-called fairy weapon is not terrible. To be able to sneak up on me so quietly, this person must be amazingly powerful, at least stronger than Zhang Tianqi!"

Following Song Qingshu's two words came out.

In Song Qingshu's mind, there was the sound of the system's mechanical gears running: "Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the specific location of the strong man who shot secretly, and the analysis progress is [-]%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the specific location of the strong man who made a secret attack is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is [-]%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the specific location of the strong man who shot secretly, and the analysis progress is 20.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the specific location of the strong man who shot secretly, and the analysis progress is 30.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

……

32 seconds have passed in 25 seconds, and the remaining time can really be described as very little.

Although the system in Song Qingshu's brain is running at an extremely fast speed, more than half of it has been scanned in just half a breath.

But for Song Qingshu, this speed is still too slow, he has no time to wait any longer!

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu used his spiritual consciousness to transmit sound, and yelled at the things within a million miles around him: "I don't know why you want to help Zhang Tianqi!"

"But I can guarantee it! If you make another move, even if you escape to the Nine Heavens, I will kill you!"

After finishing his words, the veins on Song Qingshu's arm holding the dark gold spear burst out.

boom!

Song Qingshu swung his right hand violently, the void was shattered, and the dark golden spear turned into a floating afterimage, and smashed towards Zhang Tianqi's back.

Zhang Tianqi felt the killing intent of the long spear behind him, and his face was as pale as snow in fright: "Senior! Help me, if Tianqi can survive, he will definitely be rewarded with a generous reward!"

There was a metallic bang.

Song Qingshu's dark gold spear shattered into the sky.

Zhang Tianqi felt that the killing intent had dissipated, he couldn't help roaring excitedly, and then ran away with all his strength.

Song Qingshu lowered his head slightly, looked at the spear that had turned into a pool of light and the back of Zhang Tianqi who had gone away, with a solemn expression: "Come here! Why do you want to stop me?"

Following Song Qingshu's words, the voice fell.

Suddenly, a rather old voice came from around Song Qingshu:

"As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend."

"Long time no see, Song Qingshu, inside the god organization, your head is already a sky-high price."

hum!

Another black arrow shot out from the void and shot straight at Song Qingshu's neck.

The body of the black arrow is extremely straight, with an inexplicable luster emitting a chilling brilliance, and there are a few strands of golden light at the arrow.

"Just in time!"

Song Qingshu looked at the black arrow, raised his sword eyebrows, and then swung his sleeves violently. Such a simple blow secretly contained the artistic conception of Kun and the infinite power of the Heavenly Tribulation Palm.

There was a soft pop.

Song Qingshu smashed the extremely simple yet extremely powerful black arrow with one sleeve.

Song Qingshu closed his sleeves and looked around indifferently, like ice and snow.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is analyzing the specific location of the strong man who shot secretly, and the analysis progress is 40.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."