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"The chains of heaven will surely suppress you forever and ever!"

The god and saintess uttered a soft drink, causing thirteen devil prisons that were higher than the mountains to fall together, and in the void, the thirteen devil prisons merged together.

bang.

After a roar, the thirteen divine prisons swallowed Song Qingshu directly into it.

"But how dare you lock me with a few broken iron chains? Hmph, I don't know what's going on, kill!"

Behind Song Qingshu appeared a natural circle.

The black and white two-color Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram appears, on which the Tai Yin and the Sun merge and transform into each other, rushing forward, actively submerging into the thirteen purgatory spaces.

With the most pure and terrifying yin and yang duality, weaken the killing breath of the thirteen purgatory.

"It's not over yet! Bing Zijue, Wan Jian moves."

Song Qingshu clenched his fist with his right hand and made a sword with his left hand, roaring across the sky.

Just at this very moment.

Thousands of swords blared together, and there were sword lights all over the sky in the sky. It can be said that there were thousands of swords, all of which rushed into the black prison.

Song Qingshu used black and white two-color Tai Chi circles to protect the body of Yuanshen, and by the way tried hard to cut off the chains of the Dao.

At the same time, he frantically activated the Bing Zi Jue, turning his murderous aura into a sword glow and slashing down together.

"Zheng!"

Among the trembling sounds of thousands of flying swords, there was a sword sound that was the most special. With a slight tremor, it actually made the sound of spring water ding-dong.

In the palace, several masters looked up following the trembling sound of spring water, and were stunned for a moment, some couldn't believe their eyes.

They saw the Goddess Saintess holding her God-Slaying Devil Sword and slashing at her body, half of her body was chopped off, and half of her head was missing.

The brains were scattered in the sky, extremely disgusting.

Blood dripped all over her body, which was shocking.

This extremely weird scene frightened all the masters in the palace world.

Even though none of the people here are mortals, everyone doesn't know why, what the god and saintess is doing.

In panic, those masters who were usually calm and calm all opened their mouths wide.

What they were terrified of was actually Song Qingshu Bing's masterpiece.

At this moment, Song Qingshu let out a roar, and then struggled to break free, black and white brilliance dripped all over his body.

Amidst the roar, Song Qingshu thoughtfully broke the chains of the thirteen avenues, and continued to use the Bingzijue to kill the holy maiden.

"puff"!

With a muffled sound came.

The remaining half of the divine saint's body was also shattered by Song Qingshu's thought, and turned into a cloud of blood mist, in a state of embarrassment.

"Ah! Song Qingshu, the mountains don't change, just wait for me!"

The god and saintess Primordial Spirit escaped from her shattered body, roaring and using the ultimate secret technique of Primordial Spirit to escape into the thirteen black prisons that are about to disappear.

"Scare me if you want to leave? Hmph! Where are you going?"

Now that the ultimate move is out, how can Song Qingshu let the gods and saintesses leave, and stride away.

Sudden.

Just when Song Qingshu was about to trample the gods and saintess to death in one step, there was a blue cold and faint brilliance piercing over the sky, silently.

When Lan Leng Guanghua approached, the system prompt sounded in the depths of Song Qingshu's mind: "Ding, the system prompts that the sword glow with the intent to kill is approaching the host! Please be careful with the host."

It is said so.

Song Qingshu's body became blazing all of a sudden, and his physical strength was instantly mobilized to the extreme, because what he was going to face later was a peerless murderous opportunity!

"Chong!"

There was a sound like striking iron, Song Qingshu turned sideways, blocked the sword light with his arm, and the sword light shattered immediately.

There was a light white mark on Song Qingshu's arm. If it was an ordinary person, he would have died before this sword, but he was just cut open with a white mark.

"Sure enough, there are quite a few people who want to attack me, and they are actually stronger than the holy maiden?"

Song Qingshu looked at the light white marks on his arm, although his expression didn't change, he opened his lips and said with a frown.

And just when Song Qingshu was distracted from the confrontation with Jianfeng, the god and saint who was already on the verge of death successfully escaped into the thirteen purgatory.

She can be said to be nowhere to be found, even Song Qingshu cannot force her to emerge from purgatory.

"Old Ancestor, this son must not be left behind! Now, he is far superior to me at the fifth stage of Huashen Transformation, and in the future it will be a serious disaster for my god!"

The divine saint who had escaped from her body appeared in the Thirteenth Purgatory, knelt in front of a frail man, and spoke with her lips.

Chapter 664 Invitation

Listening to the earnest words of the holy lady kneeling in front of him, the figure called the ancestor by the holy lady fell into a deep silence.

After a moment.

The ancestor just nodded lightly, and whispered in a scalp-numbing voice: "The thirteen gods' prisons are one of my god's great killing techniques. I thought Song Qingshu could be killed by doing so."

"It seems that my thinking is too simplistic, and the organization doesn't take Song Qingshu too seriously, let alone!"

Say it.

The figure of the ancestor of the gods dissipated immediately, and then a black whirlwind crazily rolled up between the thirteen divine prisons, which was extremely terrifying and made people tremble.

This is not the real body of the ancestor of the gods, but an afterimage of him entrusted in the thirteen purgatory.

Although this afterimage was completely inferior to its real combat power, it wanted to shake the sky to pieces when it was shot, and everything trembled.

The moment the ancestor of the gods decided to make a move.

The system notification sound deep in Song Qingshu's mind suddenly sounded:

"Ding! Warning, an extremely powerful existence is about to launch an attack on the host, please be careful with the host."

Hearing the prompt from the system, Song Qingshu used the black and white brilliance on his body to the extreme, intending to forcibly challenge that terrifying existence.

But before Song Qingshu showed his full strength, a very abrupt and frightening scene suddenly appeared above the sky!

A loud bang.

In the thirteen black prisons that just disappeared, a right palm that was so dry that there was no flesh and blood came out, and it shattered Tianyu into a big hole.

The right palm was as thin as dry wood, and the whole body was surrounded by a strong killing intent. It could be described as dark and cold, and it grabbed Song Qingshu instantly.

Just reach out and grab.

The gust of wind that emerged from it actually blew out countless palaces.

Its power is so terrifying that even Song Qingshu can't help but feel troubled.

The real strength of the shooter is definitely far beyond the realm of transforming gods, and Song Qingshu even guessed that he has entered the realm of divine light.

The profound power of a blow from the Divine Light Realm has far exceeded the power that can be grasped by the Divine Transformation Realm.

and so.

For Song Qingshu, it is not an exaggeration to say that this blow is a sure-fire blow!

"Who is coming!"

Song Qingshu roared angrily, and turned the Bingjue to the extreme, and then shot a giant square tripod and a seven-story exquisite pagoda.

The giant tripod carried countless mountains and stars, and the aura of the Great Dao flowed on it.

There were endless howls of evil spirits in the pagoda, and it was unknown what kind of ghosts were imprisoned in the seemingly sacred pagoda.

Although Song Qingshu's giant cauldron and pagoda have been cultivated to the peak level, they can kill the ninth level of the God of Transformation.

But in front of those withered palms, the giant tripod and the pagoda only maintained their strength for a moment before they were smashed into ashes and scattered in the sky and the earth.

"Ding! The system prompts that the person who came is an ancestor-level figure in the god organization, and his skills have been transformed, and he is the ultimate master of the third heaven of divine light!"

Just a breath of time.

The system notification sound in Song Qingshu's mind rang extremely quickly, making Song Qingshu's scalp tingle.

According to Song Qingshu's knowledge, there are seven heavens in Shenguang, and one heaven has nine small realms.

It is not too difficult to improve between each small realm, so the strength gap is not too big.

But the seven heavens are different, the ascension between the seven heavens is really difficult.

A strong man who can reach the realm of divine light is enough to rule a medium-sized world.

And every time he ascends to a higher level, his combat power will increase significantly.

Now, in order to kill him, the gods have invited a master of the third heaven of divine light, even if it is an afterimage, it is also a horror of the level of extermination.

Thinking of this.

Song Qingshu shouted angrily at the withered palm:

"Stop here! I will let the gods organize a way out, if not, destroy the door!"

Song Qingshu's last two words were roared with all his energy, so the whole sky was trembling by these two shouts.

Countless palaces were annihilated into ashes, and a howl seemed to destroy the world.

Hearing Song Qingshu's violent shouting, the ancestor of the gods was slightly taken aback, and after a moment of silence, he sighed: "I also believe that you have this ability, but I have already shot, how can you stop?"

heard here.

Song Qingshu frowned, and decided to use peerless means to leave first.

If Song Qingshu shot with all his strength, he would have the confidence to give it a go even if he was a master at the second level of divine light.

But the Shenguang Triple Layer is really too strong, Song Qingshu can't guarantee victory...

"You can kill me?"

Song Qingshu's eyebrows darkened, he sneered, and was about to leave after saying that.