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An incomparably profound artistic conception of Kun directly shrouded the Feitian Restaurant.

Immediately, Kun's artistic conception condensed into an extremely bright spot of light, and the figures of Song Qingshu and the meditation monk no longer existed.

Seeing the figures of Song Qingshu and others disappear into Feitian Restaurant, the face of the Chinese-character man who had been smiling lightly suddenly changed drastically, and an incomparably dignified expression appeared between his brows and eyes.

"Self-transformation world? A world in your sleeves?"

"Song Qingshu, you are really so strong..."

The man in Huayi stood upright, looked at the spot of light where Song Qingshu and others disappeared, hesitating again and again, wondering if he should use his magical powers to sneak into the spot of light to find out.

"Amitabha, the benefactor, as the so-called "watching from the wall", some flowers can bloom after waiting, no need to do it deliberately."

"If you pay too much attention to it, you will definitely burn yourself, and it will be of no benefit."

Just when the man in Chinese clothes was in a tangle, the monk with messy headbands tore off a mouthful of fat-filled dragon meat, while admonishing the man in Chinese clothes.

It is said so.

The man in Chinese clothes couldn't help laughing jokingly, and after saluting the oily monk, he went straight back to his table, sipping tea while waiting for the ending.

Like the man in Huayi, there are many monks who are as concerned about Song Qingshu's battle results.

It's just that the men in Chinese clothes didn't dare to go too deep. Naturally, no one in the Feitian Restaurant dared to act rashly, and they all tacitly started to eat.

……

"This is where?"

"Shouldn't we be in the Feitian Restaurant? Who brought us here!"

In a blink of an eye, more than [-] people, including the meditation monk, appeared on an extremely majestic mountain.

The incomparably majestic Gaoyue mountain rushes straight into the sky, which is extremely magnificent. There are thousands of white waterfalls hanging down from the sky above the mountain peak.

Above the fairy deer and flying birds, the colorful auspicious clouds surround it, and the weather is very extraordinary, just like a fairyland.

It's just that the meditating monks at this time have no interest in appreciating the beautiful scenery, but look at each other, not knowing what happened.

"Welcome to my world, everyone."

"There are thousands of mountains and rivers here, and every place is a beautiful place in the world, the most sacred place to bury bones! Geniuses, don't you pick two places?"

Just when the meditation monk hadn't figured out the facts.

Song Qingshu's sneering words came from the top of the highest mountain above the sacred mountain, and exploded in the minds of the meditation monk and others.

"What did he say! Is this world his?"

"Isn't it only those who have reached the realm of divine light can simulate their own world! How can he do it?"

"He is too powerful."

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, more than twenty monks who didn't pay attention to him at first exploded, and the discussion continued continuously, some were panicked, some were excited.

After finishing his words, Song Qingshu stopped talking nonsense.

Standing on the top of Shenyue Mountain, he made no effort to hide it, and without the slightest hesitation, he gushed out the powerful primordial spirit fighting spirit in his body.

Boom!

The vitality in Song Qingshu's body suddenly swept across thousands of mountains and seas like a surging ocean, and then swept across the vast land with a bang.

Song Qingshu's black hair flowed like a waterfall, and the light in his eyes was like a cold lightning.

Although he was standing there alone, there was a monstrous murderous aura, and there was an air of swallowing thousands of miles in the murderous aura.

Song Qingshu at this time is several times stronger than he was in the Feitian Restaurant just now, and he can be said to be supremely divine, looking down on the world.

"kill!"

Under the threat of Song Qingshu's breath, these people who surrounded Song Qingshu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Immediately, they stopped thinking about other things and chose to take action together.

The bloody divine clothes covered the sky and the sun, the seal of the falling sky directly sank the sky, the red blood sword cut off the ground, and all kinds of holy artifacts danced for a while, the horror was overwhelming!

And the most terrifying thing is.

Among the countless artifacts that killed Song Qingshu, there were even a few extremely powerful immortal artifacts that exploded violently.

The sound waves generated by the explosion cracked the void, and the countless hills around Shenyue were all reduced to ashes and ceased to exist.

Such a terrifying impact can definitely kill most of the top experts in the first level of the gods in an instant. This is a ruthless killer.

Under the roar of the immortal weapon.

In just an instant, an area as large as a thousand miles in Song Qingshu's world was razed to the ground in one go.

The mountains disappeared, the rivers and seas dried up, the earth sank thousands of feet, and there was no grass on the thousand-mile plains. Except for the void, there was nothing within a thousand-mile radius.

Those fairy artifacts that were detonated by others are the treasures handed down from countless families, and they only got them after a long time on the road to immortality.

Then these people took them all the way to the immortals and regarded them as their second lives, but now they all offered sacrifices to Song Qingshu in the first place, which shows their determination to kill Song Qingshu.

If you don't get started.

As soon as he makes a move, it is the momentum of thunder, and he will never hold back.

This group of people is worthy of being one of the strongest people on the way to ascend to immortality. All of them are fighting ghosts, and they didn't want to leave any hope for Song Qingshu.

Replace it with someone else here.

Even a half-step divine light realm powerhouse who has attained the Dao for many years will undoubtedly die under the roaring co-killing of this immortal artifact.

Because the ultimate move of this fairy weapon's roar is too fierce, too fast and too fierce, and it is impossible to avoid it.

After all, in the realm of transforming gods, who can be faster than the brilliance of the shattered fairy weapon?For this question, incompetence can answer, even if the emperor is reborn, he can't do such a crazy move.

But Song Qingshu is an anomaly.

"Lei Ling's Fengshen legs! Misty cloud and mist! Black and white Tai Chi diagram!"

Song Qingshu thought slightly.

In an instant, a thunder arc brilliance was born under the legs, clouds and mist swirled around the body, and black and white appeared in the flesh.

One is the peak of speed, one is the peak of body skills, and the other is the peak of understanding of Dao.

When the three peaks were organically combined by Song Qingshu.

With a bang, Song Qingshu disappeared without leaving even an afterimage, faster than floating light!

Soon enough, the shattered and exploded fragments of the fairy artifact and the sound waves all over the sky couldn't hit Song Qingshu.

Today's Song Qingshu has practiced the speed to a superb level, so fast that when he was walking through, time seemed to freeze.

Turning around, Song Qingshu came directly thousands of miles away, standing quietly on a mountain peak, watching this extremely terrifying scene indifferently.

"Hey! Don't you guys know that I've escaped? It's a good fight, but everyone is stupid than a pig."

Song Qingshu watched the Jingxin monk and others desperately bombard the position he had just stood upright, sneered, and then shouted loudly, his words were full of sarcasm.

The meditation monk and others turned around when they heard the words, and looked at Song Qingshu as if they were watching a ghost.

Chapter 611

The meditation cultivator and others who shot at Song Qingshu were very vicious, and they were a big killer with every shot. They didn't hold back any hands, and every attack was a world-shaking horror.

Rumble.

In Song Qingshu's artistic conception of Kun, there were continuous roars, and there were continuous violent roars in the sky, and hundreds of terrifying fairy weapons exploded.

The terrifying aftermath produced by the bombing of the fairy weapon is enough to kill half-step divine light realm powerhouses without any problem.

Even the invincible side on the road to immortality, and even the outstanding people on the road to hopeful emperor can only drink hatred if they are hit by the aftermath of the fairy weapon.

If Song Qingshu's artistic conception of Kun was not particularly mysterious, thousands of mountains and rivers, as tough as iron, and equipped with a peerless array, the aftermath of the fairy weapon explosion would definitely spread even wider.

A random roar of the immortal weapon can completely penetrate the world formed by the artistic conception of Kun, causing it to be torn apart.

But with such a terrifying ultimate move, there was no way to get Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu just turned around, and easily dodged this big killer move. Standing thousands of miles away, he shouted at the meditation monk and others jokingly: "Can you watch the spot before hitting it? Or are you setting off fireworks in broad daylight?" ?”

Listening to Song Qingshu's provocative words, the meditative monks and others turned their heads and looked around. When they saw Song Qingshu standing on the mountain, everyone's hearts sank suddenly, and they felt a sense of fear.

"How is that possible! When did he go there?"

"It... didn't die? What's going on? Was the fairy weapon I just wasted?"

Song Qingshu smiled slightly:

"Now it's almost my turn to make a move, right?"

After saying that, a monstrous killing intent descended from the sky, directly enveloping the meditative monk and the others, chilling to the bone, like a tidal wave of killing intent that seemed to crush them into a stream of light all over the sky.

Feeling Song Qingshu's undisguised killing intent, Xia Ye couldn't help but feel a sinking heart, a little panicked.

After a little panic, Xia Ye seemed to want to vent her inner panic, and shouted at Song Qingshu: "Don't take yourself too seriously, Song Qingshu! Who is not a top-notch person to be able to climb the first gate? Here You are not the only one who is a monster!"

The meditation monk said coldly:

"Everyone is united, let's fight together, and kill Song Qingshu on the spot, turning him into a pool of dead ashes!"

Qingxue shouted together in a cold voice:

"Don't be afraid, Song Qingshu must have a strange treasure in his body to escape so quickly, and his real strength is only the third level of God Transformation!"

"Follow me to kill!"

Stop talking.

Qingxue brought dozens of strong men with exceptionally deep realms, each with unique abilities, and each of them shocked one side to kill Song Qingshu.

"If you want to die, I won't stop you!"

Song Qingshu looked at Qingxue and several people who turned into streams of light on the sky, and said with a cold smile.

After saying that, Song Qingshu stomped his legs hard on the ground.

There was a loud bang, Song Qingshu's figure disappeared and he didn't know where to find him.

Song Qingshu arrived first, even faster than Qingxue and others flying between the sky.