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"It's really good news."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, opened his lips and whispered.

Chapter 662

The reason why Song Qingshu embarked on this journey to immortality is to fight all the heroes in the world and let the genius of nine days succumb to his feet!

Let the darlings from all walks of life know what is truly powerful, and make countless strong people desperate and helpless.

Song Qingshu will become an insurmountable sacred mountain on the road of cultivation, standing proudly in front of countless people, making people sigh and admire.

Now Song Qingshu can be said to be advancing triumphantly on the road to immortality, and he has never encountered even the slightest obstacle between advancing and retreating.

Defeating the Immortal Nine Knights, slaughtering the monk Jingxin, capturing the Nine Suns Palace, killing Qiu Tianyu, and fighting Liu Yunxiao, it can be said that he is invincible for a while!

But even so, Song Qingshu was still not happy, and he still didn't have a good fight.

Now that it turns out that the Goddess who is stronger than Tianwei Demon Lord is only the weakest among the nine gods, how can Song Qingshu not be happy?

The real strong should be the invincible universe, arrogant to the Nine Heavens, the more enemies there are, the more powerful they can prove.

thought here.

Song Qingshu looked disdainfully at the divine saint in front of him:

"The god organization would actually send the weakest you to take my head? It's ridiculous."

"The bone tower is useless now, is the skill over? Even if you really step into the ninth level of the God Transformation Realm, I will not be afraid!"

Listening to Song Qingshu's sarcasm from the bottom of his heart, the holy maiden couldn't help bursting into anger, her waist-length hair fluttering without wind, quite terrifying: "Kill! Nine Shura Shadows!"

Following the angry shout of the holy maiden, nine phantoms of death gods holding flying scythes suddenly appeared above the sky, beheading Song Qingshu.

A cold light flashed on the flying scythe, and the void sneered under the sharp edge of the scythe, making the scalp numb to those who heard it.

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

Song Qingshu shouted loudly, with absolute confidence, he rushed towards the phantom of the nine gods of death with the big dragon sword in hand.

The veins on Song Qingshu's right arm exploded, like little blue dragons covering his whole body.

Immediately Song Qingshu swept out his sword, and the momentum of the sword was like opening the sky!

The mighty sword has been rolled out thousands of miles long and hundreds of feet wide.

Under a sword.

Then there were several shrill screams, which were the wailing of the phantom of the god of death.

Immediately, the phantom of the god of death wrapped in thick black clothes tore open first, then flew into ashes, and finally the god of death turned into bones and dissipated in the sky.

Another ultimate move of the divine saint was easily broken by Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's real strength is only the five major perfection realms of Huashen, but his real strength is far beyond the imagination of others.

Even though the gods and saintesses have continuously compressed their realms, they have climbed to the eighth realm of the gods again several times, and have even seen the threshold of the nine realms of the gods.

Coupled with the unparalleled killing skills organized by the gods, it is difficult to find its trace.

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This kind of her is only comparable to Song Qingshu's combat power. If she really fights head-on, Song Qingshu has absolute confidence that she can kill her.

"Hell Killer!"

The holy maiden turned around and dived into the more imperceptible void, her fingers trembling like lotus flowers, emitting a terrifying light.

Immediately, there were a few more howls of gods and ghosts in the void.

Three fire-breathing dogs jumped out of the void howling.

A red flying dragon soars above the sky with a sky full of magma.

Cyclops commanded a group of fully armed black cavalry to rush out.

The holy maiden only made one move.

But it was as if Song Qingshu had been brought to a world of Shura purgatory, his strength was so strong that one couldn't help but tremble with fear.

"boom"!

Song Qingshu's body was full of black and white Tai Chi holy light.

Thousands of strands of Taiji holy light shot out, like thousands of flying swords. Just one move killed the fire-breathing dog and the red flying dragon, and the Cyclops and his cavalry troops were turned into ashes together.

The holy light of Tai Chi on Song Qingshu's body shook again, shattering all the illusions of the gods and saints.

Then Song Qingshu turned into Daoguang, increased his speed to the extreme, and chased after the god and saint, wanting to kill him right away.

In the sky.

Only thirteen black prisons remained in the illusion of hell summoned by the gods and saints, and they still stood there without shaking for a moment.

The thirteen black prisons are half real and half imaginary, where gods and saints haunt.Use this to confront Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu fought against the gods and saints' killing skills with the ultimate move of soldiers, assassinated each other, and each showed thunderous means for an unknown number of rounds.

"Hey, that's not right!"

When Song Qingshu was walking through the Thirteenth Black Prison, his heart suddenly felt cold, and then he couldn't help being startled, and murmured involuntarily.

In these thirteen semi-real black purgatory.

It seems that there is a strange power, like a curse, and like a magic spell, sitting on Song Qingshu's body, making his body heavier and heavier, and carrying him like a shackle.

"System, let me analyze what's going on here?"

Song Qingshu summoned countless divine soldiers to smash and kill the phantom of purgatory in the sky with the word Bing, while opening his lips to the system deep in his mind.

As Song Qingshu's words fell, the system's prompt sounded immediately:

"Ding, the system prompts that the reason is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is [-]%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the reason is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is 20.00%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the reason is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is 30.00%. Please wait patiently."

……

Now, the system in Song Qingshu's mind is already extremely powerful, but after a while, the system analysis level in his mind is already more than half.

And the secrets of the thirteen black god prisons, which looked terrible before, gradually became clear in Song Qingshu's mind.

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the reason is being analyzed, and the analysis progress is 90.00% nine. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the analysis is complete, and the analysis results and coping strategies have been transmitted to the host's mind."

Listening to the reminder in his mind, Song Qingshu immediately understood all the secrets of the Thirteen Prisons.

It turns out that the hell of the Thirteen Gods is not a pure curse, nor is it a pure divine art, but a divine mind art that combines curses.

It can be said that it is quite strange, and it is hard to guard against. Even the supreme master who stepped into the realm of divine light may be invincible.

"Thirteen broken prisons! Break them open for me!"

Song Qingshu shouted loudly, and his whole body began to bloom with immeasurable dao light again, burning like black and white divine flames.

In front of Song Qingshu's black and white Daoguang, ten thousand dharmas are invulnerable, which is enough to be called the strongest shield.

Even the extremely weird and mysterious Thirteen Hells could not hinder Song Qingshu in any way.

The divine sense technique fused with the power of the curse melted away in an instant, like Can Xue meeting the scorching sun.

"kill!"

Song Qingshu stepped forward in one step, approaching the divine saint, unstoppable, unstoppable!

Chapter 663

"If you have the guts, stand up, don't hide in the shadow corner and shoot secretly, it's disgusting!"

Song Qingshu had a black and white and two-color Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram on his back, and the two opposing forces flowed and swirled, sweeping away the divine sense killing technique mixed with the power of the curse.

Seeing this, the holy maiden knew that if she and Song Qingshu started a head-on confrontation, she would be torn into pieces.

Thinking of this.

The divine saintess couldn't help but fell into silence, and after a long time, she opened her lips quietly and said: "I am a woman, where did I come from?"

"Besides, my god organization is the king behind the scenes. How stupid is it to abandon my strengths to earn my weaknesses?"

The other people standing in the palace world were stunned when they heard the answer from the holy maiden, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

Although the divine saint's answer was well-founded, anyone could tell that she was afraid of Song Qingshu's fighting power and was no longer as tyrannical as before.

Song Qingshu's frightening strength, which can push the gods and saints who have been strong for a lifetime to this point, has also given other people a deeper understanding.

The thirteen black god prisons could no longer hinder Song Qingshu's pace.

But the divine saintess was still not panicked or frightened.

Even if the killing technique of divine thoughts emanating from the Thirteenth Black God Prison is broken, the gods and saints still have their trump cards, and their fighting spirit remains the same. , eternal bondage!"

The divine saintess whispered in the void, she was still hidden in the black prison, her hands trembled like lotus flowers being blown by the wind, and countless beautiful arcs rose and fell.

At this time, she is using the weird law that she is good at.

With a buzzing sound and trembling, thirteen chains shrouded in black mist protruded from the black prison in the sky, and bound Song Qingshu's body.

Each chain represents a layer of black hell's shackles, and the heaviness of the thirteen chains seems to be able to crush the blue sky.

Now the thirteen chains are all locked on Song Qingshu's body, which means that it will be completely wiped out, and the body and soul will be turned into ashes together.

The thirteen chains are formed from the thirteen Dao principles of killing, and the Dao leads to the heavens, which coincides with the rules of the Dao of Heaven.

Even a master who is also at the peak of the Ninth Layer of Transformation God can hardly cut it off, let alone break free.

The thirteen black prisons emerged from the depths of the Nine Layers of Void and landed here.