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"Stop him for me!"

Prince Shenxi looked at Song Qingshu who was approaching like a god of death behind him, with cold sweat on his forehead, and shouted in a broken voice.

Dozens of masters turned into streamers and rushed towards Song Qingshu, their souls burning, bursting out their life potential to stop him.

"Soldiers!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily in a deep voice, the secret of Ningbing characters is more profound than a single word.

The sound waves swayed and raged in all directions. Just a single encounter smashed the primordial spirits of dozens of masters, the sea of ​​consciousness collapsed, and they turned into useless people and fell from the sky.

Unstoppable, Song Qingshu turned into a streamer, chasing Prince Shenxi for nearly a million miles in one breath, directly from the southernmost end of the second Shenguan to the extreme north.

In the end, when Song Qingshu was still nearly a hundred miles away from Prince Shenxi, he directly threw the dark golden spear in his hand.

"Woooo..."

The dark golden spear slashed across the sky, the body of the spear slashed across the void, and several extremely sharp and piercing sounds came out in the air.

And this dark golden spear turned into a ray of black light above the nine heavens, terrifying like an awakened ancient dragon.

The magic dragon roared, its power shocked the stars, and the shock of its body shattered the sky, and a cloud of chaos was brought out from behind the dark gold spear.

The ups and downs of the chaotic atmosphere directly crushed Jiutian and collapsed the battlefield.

"what……!"

The pitiful screams of Prince Shenxi filled the world, the voice was extremely shrill.

The spear thrown by Song Qingshu directly landed on Prince Shenxi's Tianling Gai, piercing through from top to bottom.

I saw that the back of the head was pierced by Song Qingshu's icy spear, and then inserted into the head of the prince Shenxi's mount.

Pale brains splattered, scarlet blood splattered, and the dark golden spear thrown by Song Qingshu directly pierced through them, and then flew them away for several miles.

In the end, he was crucified on a divine peak that towered into the sky.

Boom!

The [-]-foot-high Shenfeng was broken in the middle, and the fallen stones fell heavily to the ground. The smoke and dust splashed up covered the sky, and the Shenfeng was blown into ashes.

But Prince Shenxi and his divine cavalry were pierced through the divine peak, and finally nailed to the ground.

"Wait for me! My Shenxi clan will definitely not..."

The prince Shenxi's primordial spirit was half-disabled, but luckily he was still able to breathe. After being nailed to the ground, the primordial spirit of the prince Shenxi was separated from his body, tearing open the void while murmuring softly, wanting to leave.

"Want to go?"

Song Qingshu was thousands of miles away from Shenfeng, but he watched every move of Prince Shenxi as if he was there.

"kill!"

Song Qingshu gave a light drink, and the ultimate murderous intent bred by the dark golden spear came out through the spear, instantly shattering all the vitality of the prince Shenxi, and shattering his primordial spirit.

Song Qingshu just threw a gun, and the place was unstoppably bloody.

The huge holy beast under Prince Shenxi's crotch and himself were all nailed to death here, which is really shocking.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the foreign monks who swore to follow Prince Shenxi to the death throbbed, and several people fainted on the spot and fell unconscious.

This battle.

Prince Shenxi brought a divine light expert from his own clan, persuaded three hundred alien experts to come together, and set up a peerless killing array here.

Hope to soar into the sky with the help of heaven and earth origin qi.

But he didn't expect that all his preparations not only failed to kill Song Qingshu, but was broken out by him, nailed to death here, and turned into a piece of rotten meat.

"Song Qingshu, you hit the iron board."

The Shenguang master who came with the prince Shenxi took a deep look at Song Qingshu, with an indifferent expression on his face, and said in a joking tone.

"However, what can I do if I kill a waste material?"

Unafraid, Song Qingshu called back the dark gold spear, raised the tip of the spear, pointed it at the strong man of divine light, and said indifferently.

The strong man of divine light looked at the chaotic mist on the tip of Song Qingshu's spear, and sighed after a long time of contemplation: "I never thought that there would be such a terrifying monster like you in the world. You are clearly in the realm of transforming gods, but you are so strong that I despair. That's all, come on!" Let's fight again!"

Say it.

The two divine light masters who were the only ones who could pose a threat to Song Qingshu turned around and left without any hesitation, knowing that they could not defeat Song Qingshu.

So far, only half a day has passed on the third day of the treasure hunt.

About three quarters of an hour after the strong man of the divine light left, the strong men of other races in the second divine pass were all sensational.

Prince Shenxi has a detached status among the alien race, and now death is an unbearable pain for the alien race: "Even if it is not for the origin of heaven and earth, for the sake of our alien race, Song Qingshu must die!"

Chapter 707

"Prince Shenxi is the hope of my generation of foreign races to conquer the human race. Now that he is dead, there must be a race force involved!"

"It's true, since the despicable human race has taken action against our prince, then we will also tear up this popular Song Qingshu!"

"Even if it's not for the origin of heaven and earth, for the future of our three thousand alien races, Song Qingshu must die!"

"revenge!"

Someone in the alien army yelled angrily, and then the alien races in the second Shenguan united temporarily.

The divine light powerhouses came out one after another, and began to encircle and suppress Song Qingshu.

This was a bloody battle that spread throughout the Second Divine Pass, and the conflict between the human race and the alien race reached its peak for a while.

If the city lord and hundreds of soldiers hadn't suppressed the restless emotions of the foreign race in time, maybe the second gate would have turned into a battlefield between races.

At that time, the road to ascend to immortality will no longer be peaceful, and it will completely turn into a bloody road. No matter who it is, it will not escape death in the end.

Under the exhortation of the city lord.

The hatred of the three thousand alien races towards the human race has only subsided a little at this time, but their revenge strategy against Song Qingshu is still unswerving, no matter who persuades them, they will not waver in the slightest.

Under the environment of all the alien races fighting together, Song Qingshu traveled millions of miles all the way, and fought back from the northernmost point of the Second Shenguan to the southernmost point again.

There were countless battles along the way, and it took a very long time, directly from noon to the sky on the moon.

Along the way, Song Qingshu didn't know how many people he killed, but his dark gold spear ended up scarlet like a stick of blood, with an extremely stench.

Fighting all the way, Song Qingshu fought against countless alien races, and each alien race showed different methods.

Among them, the Taoism is so complicated and the rules are so wonderful that even Song Qingshu, who has melted all the laws into a furnace, is somewhat incomprehensible.

During the half-day of fighting all the way, Song Qingshu almost broke through the sixth heaven of Huashen several times, and stepped into the seventh heaven of Huashen.

But every time he was suppressed by Song Qingshu, there was no real breakthrough.

In the end, the thirteen divine light powerhouses of the foreign race came out together, and Song Qingshu didn't want to confront the enemy, so he retreated temporarily, otherwise, if he continued to kill all the way, the dead powerhouses of the foreign race would be doubled!

Song Qingshu sneaked into the ground, but he never thought that there were strong aliens ambush underground.

"Even here, how much do you want me to die!"

Song Qingshu looked at the strong aliens flying around like ants in the depths of the ground, his heart sank, his anger rose, and he roared.

"Killing the prince of our family, this hatred is irreconcilable, Song Qingshu, take your life!"

In the end, Song Qingshu still showed his astonishing cultivation, crushing the heads of nearly a hundred strong aliens in the underground, and directly annihilating their primordial spirits, causing them to die.

It's just that in this underground battle, the alien way that Song Qingshu learned from it is too complicated, and he can no longer suppress the realm, so he can only let it break through.

that's it.

During the bloody battle, Song Qingshu stepped into the realm of the Seventh Heaven of Transformation God, and climbed to the sky in one step, directly to the peak of the Seventh Heaven, only a short distance away from breaking into the Eighth Heaven.

"System, help me suppress the realm back to the sixth heaven. Every step I take must lay a good foundation. If I take a step in a hurry, how should I go about building the road later?"

Song Qingshu wanted to lay an extremely solid foundation in the realm of transforming gods, so that he could go further in the realm of divine light and even the realm of true gods.

True practice requires accumulation, not reaching the sky in one step.

"Ding, the system prompts that the realm of the host is being compressed, and the compression progress is [-]%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the realm of the host is being compressed, and the compression progress is 20.00%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the realm of the host is being compressed, and the compression progress is 30.00%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the realm of the host is being compressed, and the compression progress is 60.00%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the compression realm has failed, and the host realm has become extremely solid and cannot be compressed again."

While Song Qingshu was waiting for his realm to return to the sixth heaven of Huashen, the system's error prompt made Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It turns out that without knowing it, Song Qingshu will always suppress the realm intentionally or unintentionally.

It is precisely because of this that Song Qingshu took every step extremely steadily, his realm was as steady as iron, without even a trace of impetuousness and illusion.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, feeling the majestic strength filling his whole body, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, and whispered with a smile: "The realm of divine light... is just around the corner!"

Just when Song Qingshu was satisfied with his realm.

The siege of the foreign army surrounded Song Qingshu again, and nearly [-] foreign strong men came to kill Song Qingshu.

This is almost the entire number of strong alien races in the Second Divine Pass.

"Compared to comprehending the natural avenue, bathing in blood can make my realm soar, let's go to war!"

In this battle, Song Qingshu waved the dark gold spear in his hand horizontally, the spear shot out of the sky, and the spear trembled and the stars fell.

It was late at night on the third day of the Treasure Hunting Battle, and the remaining time was extremely short. No matter how many people from different races were mobilized, there was no time to prepare for the battle.

Everything is just a hasty battle, but after such a battle, Song Qingshu not only did not die, but slaughtered two hundred strong aliens.

Song Qingshu stabbed out with a long spear, directly nailed the heads of two alien races, and swung his spear at the enemy.

Those two heads were also danced, and this scene broke the hearts of many powerful people.

Just relying on such a hasty battle, Song Qingshu has already established a fierce reputation in the hearts of the strong aliens.

In the end, no matter whether it was the original residents of the Second God Pass or the ascended immortals, their expressions changed after talking about Song Song, and they avoided them one after another, lest they would annoy this killing god.

At this time, if Qiu Tianyi is said to be the legend of the first Shenguan, then Song Qingshu can really be called the nightmare of the second Shenguan.