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Standing proudly in the wind, Song Qingshu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar. The blood energy in Song Qingshu's body boiled like a tidal sea, and a faint blood-colored mist gushed out from his nostrils.

When Song Qingshu punched out, the mighty fist wind swept across tens of thousands of miles, rolling up into the sky like a tsunami. At this time, Song Qingshu was like a demon god, criss-crossing the world.

clang!

Song Qingshu shattered the toughest red sword among them with one punch.

"Break me!"

After shattering a knife blade with one punch, Song Qingshu's eyes widened between his brows, and the nine-colored light that Can released lightly hit the sharpest of the nine magic knives.

As a result, that magical knife was also covered with cracks, and it was directly shattered into ashes, scattered like in the wind.

……

no doubt.

The duel between Song Qingshu and Tianwei Demon Lord was a world-shaking battle, the sword energy filled the sky, and for a while, the divine sword roared, the wind split the sky, and the void shattered.

Song Qingshu killed happily, and directly entangled and fought with Tianwei Demon Monarch.

One after another, they used all their magic spells, and they turned the world upside down within a thousand miles, and the clouds scattered.

In an instant, ten strokes passed.

Then there are fifty strokes, sixty strokes, and seventy strokes.

In the end, the two unworldly powerhouses confronted each other to a hundred moves!

With Song Qingshu's current strength, there are only a handful of people in the entire No. [-] Shenguan who can fight Ye Fan with more than ten moves.

But today, Wei Mojun can fight him with hundreds of moves without falling behind.

"Crush it for me, smash it!"

Crack!Click!Click!Click!

Song Qingshu kicked out seven kicks in an instant, directly smashing the remaining seven magic knives.

The shattered blade shot up into the sky, reaching a height of one hundred thousand feet, and scattered the heavy clouds in the sky.

"Nine swords in one! Kill!"

Tianwei Demon Lord spread out his right palm and then clenched it tightly.Then he swung down hard at Song Qingshu.

A small humming sound.

The nine magic knives that had just been shattered by Song Qingshu merged again and turned into an even more powerful heavenly sword Fuchen Xingyu, stabbing at Song Qingshu with a dreamlike speed.

"broken!"

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain crossed his legs on top of Song Qingshu's head, and let out a violent shout.

Its supreme heavenly sound was like a thunderstorm and a huge earthquake, like a tide pouring out of the sky, it directly broke the heavenly sword, completely annihilating the mighty demon king's nine-sword killing technique!

Song Qingshu's roar of Yuanshen villain was like the slapping of waves when a world completely disintegrated.

No matter how powerful the heavenly sword with nine swords in one is, it was still directly destroyed by the roaring sword.

Under the roar of Song Qingshu's primordial spirit, the entire battlefield instantly became bare.

"What else do you have, just use it! Let me feel how strong I am."

Song Qingshu sneered, and challenged Tianwei Demon Lord with disdain.

Chapter 645 Seeing the Way

"What else do you have? Just show it and let me see!"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he completely regarded Tianwei Demon Lord as his training partner, and didn't take him seriously.

This is a kind of contempt that no one can accept.

Even if the scheming is as deep as the mighty demon king, he can't help being furious:

"Song Qingshu! I'm afraid that after I do my best, you won't have a chance to breathe again!"

Song Qingshu sneered:

"Thank you for your concern, come on."

Followed by Song Qingshu's soft words.

With a bang, a bloody dragon spewed out from the Tianling Gai of Tianwei Demon Lord, and the dragon went straight up to the sky, shaking away the floating clouds in the sky.

Tianwei Demon Lord was really angry at this time, and turned into a terrifying cultivator killed from under the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, with a murderous intent.

His messy hair fluttered in the wind, and the bright golden light emitted from the depths of his eyes was obviously a touch of golden light, but it made people feel a biting chill.

"I kill you!"

After shouting angrily, the Mighty Heavenly Demon Monarch threw out his heavy hand repeatedly, turning his figure into an afterimage lightning, and sparked sparks with Song Qingshu in the void.

The blood around Tianwei Demon Monarch's body boiled, and the real dragon's blood column in the Tianling Cap roared and rolled. Suddenly, the scene was extremely horrifying!

Although the mighty Tianwei Demon Monarch comes fiercely and looks like a cultivating demon, Song Qingshu is still fearless, evolves a two-color black and white Tai Chi diagram, smelts a thousand scriptures, fights the strong with the strong, and controls violence with violence.

This was an extremely wild battle. Song Qingshu and Tianwei Demon Monarch killed Xinghe to the point of eclipse, and fought until the sun and the moon were darkened.

Song Qingshu also pointed to the sword, and struck twice in the void.

Only two crisp sounds of "chacha" were heard cracking the sky!

Immediately, the purple golden crown on Tianwei Demon Monarch's head was blown apart, and his hair was disheveled, and then his golden unicorn armor was touched to the breastplate and exploded, and the golden armor fragments scattered everywhere.

"You are no longer as powerful as before."

Song Qingshu looked at the embarrassing Tianwei Demon Lord, sneered, glanced at him, and opened his lips to speak.

It seems that Song Qingshu's light two points are extremely simple, but they contain the power of life and death.

Now those two completely unbalanced forces are surging in the body of Tianwei Demon Lord, and he may explode and die at any time.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Tianwei Demon Lord forcibly suppressed the turbulent power of life and death in his body with his supreme actions, and then proceeded to kill Song Qingshu.

"It's really tenacious."

Song Qingshu cursed in a low voice, and then started a world-shocking decisive battle with Tianwei Demon Lord.

The two killed until the landslide and tsunami shattered the world. Song Qingshu's roar directly shook the entire God Island. Even Fairy Mo Ru, who was not in the ninth area of ​​the trial, felt the tremor.

"Who is fighting fiercely in this level of battle? The Heavenly Dao is moaning and trembling."

Fairy Mo Ru raised her head at the peak of the mountains, and the brilliance shot out from her beautiful pupils was several zhang away.

An incomparably powerful divine thought diffused from Fairy Mo Ru's pupils, and all the scenery and monks within a radius of ten thousand miles were inextricably revealed in Fairy Mo Ru's pupils.

But even though Fairy Mo Ru's divine sense is extremely powerful, she still can't see through what happened in the ninth district she is adjacent to.

There is always a cloud of mist lingering in front of her eyes, suppressing all her explorations of the ninth district, making it impossible to see through it forever.

As powerful as she was, she had no choice but to frown in the end, helplessly put away her divine thoughts, and took a deep look at the ninth district with a puzzled look.

"If I can know who is in that decisive battle, I will definitely participate in it. It's too interesting..."

Fairy Mo Ru closed her gaze, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then lightly tapped her right foot to get off the mountain, and she drifted away like a fairy expelled from a fairy.

Boom!

The sacred mountain that shot straight into the sky exploded and shattered, and the entire building collapsed. The rumbling noise spread all over the sky in the eighth district.

……

Fairy Mo Ru couldn't find out what happened in the ninth district, and Song Qingshu couldn't find out what happened to Fairy Mo Ru in the eighth district just now.

In fact, it's not that Song Qingshu can't do it, there are really few things in this world that Song Qingshu can't do.

The reason Song Qingshu couldn't find Fairy Mo Ru was not because he couldn't, but because he didn't have time to do so.

Because now, there is an enemy of life and death in front of Song Qingshu, and it is one of the most terrifying and powerful enemies.

boom!

Song Qingshu and Tianwei Demon Lord fought fiercely together again. The fluctuating killing intent when the two threw their fists made the people who had just landed in the ninth district chill.

Many people began to regret, regretting that they actually stayed in the same partition with these two strong men.

What they want now is to hope that Song Qingshu and Tianwei Demon Lord can lose both sides, and finally wait for them to come to pick up some bargains.

"Even if I play all my cards today, I will kill you!"

"Song Qingshu, let me ask you, do you understand?"

Shocking Song Qingshu back with one punch, Tianwei Demon Monarch roared furiously at first, and then his whole person returned to his usual calm, and opened his lips to ask Song Qingshu in a very senseless manner.

Song Qingshu took out a long spear in his hand with the word Bing, and threw it out with a bang, intending to crucify Tianwei Demon Lord to death on the spot.

Tianwei Demon Lord raised his fist and shattered the long spear with his supreme fighting skills. There was a smear of bright red at the corner of his mouth, but his fighting spirit was still high.

Seeing the calmness deep in Tianwei Demon Lord's eyes, Song Qingshu sneered, and then spoke up: "I think I understand, so what?"

Hearing this, Tianwei Demon Monarch directly jumped away, fled thousands of miles away in an instant, and then crossed his legs in the void, opened his lips and said: "Tao is the source of all things, and it is also the beginning of the starry sky. Universe, everything exists in the Dao."

"My way is my soul, Song Qingshu, come and meet my way!"

After reciting the dharma, Tianwei Demon Monarch's whole body began to transpire with bursts of brilliance. At this time, his precious appearance was solemn, with supreme divine power, just like a god.

"soul?"

Song Qingshu frowned, wondering what the mighty Tianwei Lord's thoughtless words meant.

Sudden.

Song Qingshu's Tongtian Dao eyes at the center of his eyebrows felt a tinge of pain, as terrifying as being stabbed with a steel needle.

His whole body of the villain in the eyes of Tongtian Dao began to tremble, as if he was about to explode and die.

"roll!"

Facing this threat without warning, Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain memorizes black and white Tai Chi diagrams and recites Dharma words like a thunderstorm in winter.

clang!

There was an explosion sound like iron strikes in the sky, which was extremely ear-piercing.