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"Everyone, come on, Qilin Cave is beckoning to you."

At the right time, Lan Yuxiao flung out the Qilin Cave as a temptation, making those masters who were a little terrified unable to stop their hands.

"Everyone, don't be afraid!"

Following who didn't know who looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, then the more fierce bombardment and killing started.

Many people sacrificed various avenue weapons to Song Qingshu in the sky, and came to attack and kill them suddenly, which made Song Qingshu feel a little tricky, and the black and white two-color Tai Chi diagram was turbulent several times.

There is no doubt that this is a fierce battle.

Chapter 672

"Everyone, follow me to kill this son, Qilin Cave Mansion is beckoning to all of us!"

"Take his soul and interrogate the secret of sending troops. Whether my generation of monks can ascend to the sky in one step, and have a chance to become an emperor, now it all depends on this time!"

"Don't fight in close quarters. Use remote control weapons to kill him. No matter how powerful Song Qingshu is, can he still be stronger than weapons?"

In the midst of chaos.

Someone was so emotional that he roared up to the sky like an angry lion, and then rushed towards Song Qingshu.

There are also people with careful thinking, knowing that Song Qingshu's physical strength is unparalleled, and they are not willing to use their own shortcomings to compete with his strengths, and they urge the Taoist magic weapon to kill Song Qingshu from afar.

have to say.

The strong men who came to kill Song Qingshu did not pose any threat to Song Qingshu, because Song Qingshu's physical body reached the state of transforming gods, and he was stronger than most of the strong men.

What is really scary is those top powerhouses with careful thinking and their Dao Magical Artifacts of different shapes.

Among the dozens of different Dao instruments, several even penetrated through the black and white Tai Chi behind Song Qingshu, and cut off a few strands of Song Qingshu's black hair.

"Using weapons to bully me? You really don't know how to live or die! Watch me kill you!"

Song Qingshu roared angrily, looked up to the sky and shouted:

"Soldiers to determine the secrets! The secret art of controlling soldiers!"

So far, Song Qingshu has used the military art to the extreme, causing all the ancient soldiers flying across the sky to reverse their attack targets.

This scene was like going backwards in time, with strange changes, incomprehensible and unbelievable.

"what…!"

Under Song Qingshu's military decision, the screams of strong men came from around Song Qingshu's body continuously.

Only a few screams were heard.

In front of the inverted Xeon weapon, when even eight people died under their own weapon, everyone's head was chopped up, and the soul was crushed into powder.

In addition, nearly 20 people were killed by the weapons that killed themselves, and their broken bodies and limbs were flying all over the sky, covered in blood, excruciating pain.

Compared with the dead being split in half, the scene of severed body and limbs is even more terrifying.

Amidst the painful wailing of countless people, many people couldn't help but get hairy, clutching their weapons, their palms were covered with cold sweat, and some even couldn't help shaking.

but.

There will always be people who think highly of themselves, are fearless, and despise everything.

Even though most people are in the fear of tingling their scalps, they are still calm and fighting.

"Song Qingshu is doomed to die. He will never last long under our joint attack. Bingzi is definitely his last straw. He wants to scare us off with this!"

In a group of people, someone with a sneer on his face spoke quietly in the depths of the crowd, full of disdain and provocation.

"This statement is very true! After all, Song Qingshu is just an ordinary strong man in the realm of transforming gods. No matter how strong he is, there are limits. He can't do it himself."

The woman of the Yasha Ghost Clan said with a sinister smile.

The Yaksha woman is three feet tall, with a long face and yak-like horns.

His face was snow-white, with green scales on his arms. After laughing sharply, he looked at Song Qingshu and said, "I taste the blood of the human race every day. It feels very ordinary and nothing special. Now I don't know how the strong human race tastes. , it is exciting!"

Hearing this, Song Qingshu's expression was extremely indifferent, even though he was already showing signs of exhaustion, his killing intent was still raging!

Being able to persist until here, no one can accuse Song Qingshu of being too weak.

Facing such a group of Xeon masters, even the legendary powerhouses at the first level of Shenguang can't last long.

It has exceeded everyone's expectations that Song Qingshu was able to reach the present stage with the five-level realm of transformation of the gods.

"It's the end of the battle! Everyone, let's go!"

The Yasha woman laughed sharply, picked up a bloody trident and jumped towards Song Qingshu, intending to nail him to death.

Someone acted as the first bird, accompanied by the most powerful of all ethnic groups, rushing to kill Song Qingshu.

"Ugly people make troubles... If you want to die, I will give you a ride!"

With a loud roar, Song Qingshu shattered Yasha woman's trident with a fist, and the wind of the fist brushed her body, smashing half of her body into bloody mud.

"what!"

The Yaksha woman howled in pain, turned and fled, dissipating in the shadows of others, the stealth method of the Yaksha clan was used to the extreme at this time.

"Want to leave? Don't you want to taste my blood?"

Song Qingshu jumped up and sneaked into the crowd like a gust of wind, stretched out his right hand and pulled the Yaksha woman out of the shadow.

Song Qingshu looked at the Yasha woman's blue face and fangs, and really didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he pulled her hands directly.

After hearing a bang, the Yasha woman was directly torn into two halves by Song Qingshu.

For a while, Song Qingshu was dripping with blood, like Shura who just crawled out of the pool of dirty blood.

This scene is very bloody and terrifying, and it also has an extremely powerful deterrent effect. Countless people were shocked on the spot and backed away, not daring to approach easily.

"Subduing Demon Pestle!"

Just when Song Qingshu was massacring the Yasha woman, a Buddhist and Taoist expert who belonged to the human race suddenly went into trouble, sacrificed the Buddhist and Taoist subduing demon pestle with his blood, and smashed it on Song Qingshu's back!

There was a muffled bang, like a thunderstorm sounded behind Song Qingshu.

"boom!"

The black and white two-color Tai Chi picture on the back of Song Qingshu is extremely turbulent and wrinkled.

Just when Song Qingshu was about to restore the calmness of the Taiji diagram again, the master of Buddhism and Taoism bit his tongue, silently recited the Buddhist heart method, and suppressed Song Qingshu's thoughts for a moment.

"You are a human race! Qilin inheritance is useless to you, why did you attack me?"

Song Qingshu was suppressed by Buddhism in his body, and the villain of Yuanshen came out of his body, holding the giant square tripod, and came to the head of a master of Buddhism and Taoism, speaking indifferently.

"Amitabha! The donor has killed too many people and has become a demon. I am saving you!"

The master of Buddhism and Taoism has compassionate eyes, folds his hands together, and uses his spiritual thoughts to transmit sound, and speaks to Song Qingshu Yuanshen.

"I kill people because others kill me!"

Song Qingshu Yuanshen was furious and cursed.

"If you don't kill people, why do others kill you? Almighty, put down the butcher's knife and take refuge in my Buddha. Only in this way can you cultivate the right fruit."

The master of Buddhism and Taoism still had a benevolent and kind face, stretched out his right hand towards Song Qingshu, and used the Vajra Subduing Demon Palm while transmitting his spiritual thoughts.

"I'll fix your head!"

Song Qingshu was completely enraged, and the Yuanshen villain stepped forward directly, smashing out the huge tripod.

At this time, Song Qingshu had already killed him completely regardless of his identity as a master of Buddhism and Taoism.

There are always some mediocre people in the world who are self-righteous and judge the good and evil of others, but they are always one-sided.

That master is like this, and for a person like this, Song Qingshu only has one word, kill!

"As humans, it's fine if you don't help me. If anyone dares to make up for it, I will slaughter your whole world!"

Song Qingshu swept out his divine sense, warning all the races in the palace world!

Chapter 673 Fighting

Song Qingshu is very angry now.

As a human race, the master who practiced Buddhism could not see his suffering, but only thought about Song Qingshu's crime when he killed someone.

So Song Qingshu didn't just abolish his martial arts and finish the job like he did with the swordsman in hemp clothes, but shot out suddenly and directly killed the Buddhist master!

So Song Qingshu couldn't vent his anger yet, and his spiritual thoughts swept out, threatening every compatriot who was about to move: "As a human race, it's fine if you don't help me. If someone dares to make a move, I will slaughter him! I will do it! "

Say it.

Song Qingshu's eyes shone brilliantly, the void shattered wherever he looked, and the unparalleled power directly collapsed the sky.

"Song Daoyou, you are so majestic. Whoever does something to you is his own business. What can you control?"

Lan Yuxiao smiled lightly in the jade chariot, a very sly smile appeared on the melon seed of the head supported by the jade arm, looking at Song Qingshu and said.

"Just say one more thing, I'll start a war with Qilin Cave on the spot! Twist your head off, don't you believe me? Try it!"

Song Qingshu became really angry now, clenched his hands tightly, looking at Lan Yuxiao with a murderous intent.

Strange to say.

Lan Yuxiao clearly believed that his own strength should be almost the same as Song Qingshu's, and he should even be slightly better than him.

But under Song Qingshu's threat, Lan Yuxiao couldn't think of fighting Song Qingshu again, so he could only quietly close his eyes and regain his composure.

Looking at Lan Yuxiao who was a little more stable, Song Qingshu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

When a person relaxes, it is the moment when the body is most relaxed, and at this moment, the system notification sound deep in Song Qingshu's mind suddenly sounded: "Ding, the system prompts that the power of Buddhism and Taoism is invading the host's body, do you want to kill it?" Intercept?"

As the system prompt sounded, a warm current suddenly emerged from the gossip behind Song Qingshu.

The warm current flowed towards Song Qingshu's limbs and bones with a sense of comfort that Song Qingshu couldn't help moaning. In a vague way, Song Qingshu's ears actually heard the soft words of the Buddha: "Amitabha, Song Qingshu, put down the butcher knife and take refuge Buddhism, become my disciple, share bliss!"

The soft words of the Buddha made the irritability in Song Qingshu's mind dissipate immediately, and even some joyful emotions came to his heart.

Unconsciously.