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"Hmph, after all, it's just an extremely poor imitation of a forbidden weapon. Do you dare to show it off?"

"Let me just say, there is no true god powerhouse in the second Shenguan, so how can there be a cursed blood arrow dedicated to the true god realm handed down?"

Song Qingshu sneered, the four-square giant cauldron floated faintly on the top, and the regular chains hung down like catkins, covering Song Qingshu's figure.

"This should be your last hope, right? I'm sorry, it's over."

Song Qingshu stepped out of the air with the four-square giant tripod on his back, looking at the other people trapped in the formation like a god, with unparalleled power.

Seeing that no one spoke to him, Song Qingshu was completely relieved and activated the formation, intending to kill all of these people here in an instant.

"Hey!"

At this moment, another beam of blood shot towards Song Qingshu's face from between the sky and the sky. There was a burst of wind and thunder, with a murderous aura, and shot towards Song Qingshu's throat.

This is another blood arrow, and it will kill Song Qingshu with one blow!

"It turned out to be you, damn monk!"

Song Qingshu was interrupted for the second time to hook the formation, frowned, and shouted in a deep voice while thinking about the formation.

It turned out that the man who bent the bow and shot the arrow was a Taoist priest in the form of a monk of wine and meat. He didn't know the origin of the monk of wine and meat, but the number of blood arrows was as large as seven or eight.

Now the Taoist priest in the form of a wine and meat monk has already put down his whisk, his eyes are as cold as snow, he draws his bow, and then draws the bow and plucks the string.

In the blink of an eye, all the blood-red arrow feathers in the quiver shot towards Song Qingshu's head with a murderous intent.

"Monk! You are quite rich, but these blood arrows of yours are just inferior imitations of forbidden weapons, and they are completely useless in front of me!"

Song Qingshu joked, shouted and cursed, after speaking, Song Qingshu's mind was automatic, arousing the supreme energy in the pattern.

"boom!"

A gigantic dragon that was imitated by the vitality of heaven and earth soared into the sky, piercing through the nine heavens and clouds.

The giant dragon is an existence formed by the condensed murderous aura. At this moment, the perfect pattern of the pseudo-emperor level finally revealed its terrifying side.

"go."

Song Qingshu pointed lightly with his finger, controlling the breath of the giant dragon in the formation to bombard and kill the ascended immortals.

"what……!"

As the giant dragon entered the formation, there was an extremely ear-piercing scream, and dozens of monks were wiped out in a blink of an eye.

Without exception, they were all crushed by the dragon-shaped killing spirit in the formation, leaving nothing from flesh and blood to primordial spirit.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The sound of metal shattering came from the sky, and the bloody arrows shot by Monk Jiurou all turned into powder and dissipated in mid-air.

"hateful!"

The Taoist priest who turned into a monk of wine and meat cursed, then turned around directly, intending to hide in the crowd, so as not to hold Song Qingshu's liquidation.

"Stop me!"

Song Qingshu pointed to the wine and meat monk, and spoke like a god, his words were decisive and affirmative, beyond doubt!

Following Song Qingshu's words, the night sky couldn't help shaking for a while, and the lines of the great road emerged in the formation of the false emperor.

Swipe.

Numerous formations wrapped around the wine and meat monk like spirit snakes, restraining him, and he could no longer move in the killing formation.

When Song Qingshu confronted the wine and meat monk, the other people in the formation, whether it was the power of the light or the power of the gods, were rushing desperately at this time.

Shocking thunder spewed out on the formation map, and the vast killing light burst out, many people turned into blood and died tragically on the spot.

But the array was also trembling for a while, and the desperate impact of this group of strongest players still caused a certain amount of damage to the array.

"brush!"

Song Qingshu turned into a stream of light and rushed over, taking the red longbow and the few remaining blood arrows in Monk Jiurou's hand.

"Unlock the formation, or I will kill you!"

"Hey!"

Beside the wine and meat monk, five strong men who ignited the fire suddenly appeared, and after a curse, they shot Song Qingshu thunderously, wanting to use this opportunity to destroy him.

"Just try and see who kills whom."

Song Qingshu didn't even bother to turn his body, turned his back to the group of strong men, and said with a cold smile.

"Clang clang...!"

All of a sudden, thousands of swords blew together.

The pseudo-emperor's formation is ever-changing, and several rays of light turned into thousands of sword lights and shot out, hitting the four and five masters who ignited the divine fire.

"what……"

One of the strong men couldn't dodge in time, and turned into a sieve on the spot, from the sea of ​​consciousness to the soul, everything was shattered.

The head alone was instantly pierced through with hundreds of swords.

"go with!"

Killing a great enemy, Song Qingshu's ancient well was still, his expression was still calm and composed, and he made a sword gesture with his left hand, controlling the sword light to wreak havoc.

After a slight tremor.

"what……"

Two more divine light experts howled in pain. In an instant, thousands of sword lights pierced their hearts and lungs, and they died unexpectedly.

The divine fire is extinguished, the primordial spirit withers, and a generation of myths ends and ceases to exist.

"brush."

Song Qingshu took the bow and arrow of Monk Jiurou and retreated. It was as if he had entered the land of no one in the formation surrounded by the Dao Law, and nothing could stop his footsteps.

Then Song Qingshu bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot out the bloody arrow in the quiver. The bloody light flashed and flew out like a reckless dragon.

"puff!"

The fourth strong man who ignited the divine fire had almost wiped out the myriad sword lights of the false emperor's formation, and now he was shot between the eyebrows by Song Qingshu, and he yelled on the spot, turning into a blood mist.

"Don't worry, it's your turn now!"

Song Qingshu takes the arrow, bends the bow, and moves freely and naturally.

"Monster! You are a monster!"

The last dying divine light man screamed, and just as he soared into the sky with all his strength, a blood light in Song Qingshu's hand landed on his head.

There was a soft pop.

Song Qingshu's arrow directly pierced through his celestial spirit cover, his body and spirit were all destroyed, and the dead could not die again.

With the shattering of the sky spirit cover, the body of this strong man was turned into mud in an instant, and he could not even utter a scream when he died.

Seeing such a scene, everyone present couldn't help being terrified to the extreme.

The strong man who ignited the divine fire can be said to be one of the most important figures in the Second Divine Gate, and now, five important figures were killed in an instant.

How does this make them not afraid?

I don't know who screamed first, and then everyone shouted: "I don't want to die, ahh, I don't want to die!"

"Rush out, we must rush out! No matter how powerful this formation is, we will definitely be able to get out!"

The crowd swarmed, trying to create a passage with a pile of corpses.

Chapter 746 Doomed to Die

"Buzz!"

Song Qingshu drew his bow and shot, the blood arrow turned into an afterimage and passed across the sky in an instant, penetrating the head of the last strong man of divine light.

So there was a deathly silence here.

There is an extremely terrifying atmosphere spreading here, everyone is in danger, and those who are not determined have already had trembling legs and dry tongue.

"No, I can't die here! I absolutely have to get out alive, I can't die!"

"Rush out, I will definitely rush out!"

After experiencing a short period of panic, the remnants flocked together, trying to use a pile of corpses to make a way out.

"Damn Song Qingshu, dare to set up this formation to plot against us. As long as I can survive, I will definitely kill him a hundred times!"

"Yes! Just wait for me Song Qingshu, this hatred is endless, I will definitely tear him apart!"

At such a juncture of life and death, there are still some people who haven't figured out the situation and are secretly ruthless and uttering wild words.

"Don't worry, none of you will be able to get out alive, trust me."

Song Qingshu's six senses are psychic, his ears are clear and his eyes are clear, his eyes can see thousands of miles away, and his ears can hear thousands of sounds. He has long heard such fierce words clearly.

Immediately Song Qingshu threw out such a sentence, the words were a little flat, but they were firm and firm, with an affirmation that could not be changed.

"Boom!"

Following Song Qingshu's words, the perfect formation at the pseudo-emperor level shone with brilliance, which was extremely dazzling.

The vitality between the heaven and the earth is like a big grinding disc turning, crushing life mercilessly, streaks of blood keep rushing up, and one after another someone is crushed into meat paste.

The screams were endless, and this place has now turned into a Shura hell, making one's scalp tingle.

Although this formation is only a pseudo-emperor-level formation, and it is not a very powerful one, it already has the mighty power to kill all living beings in the world.

Once trapped, relying on the meager cultivation of the first stage of transformation and the initial stage of divine light, it is difficult to escape.

In the formation laid down by Song Qingshu, there are tens of thousands of great dragons leaping.

That was the most terrifying murderous aura, not even weaker than Song Qingshu's own murderous aura.

Surrounding the Killing Intent Dragon, there are various colored lightning flashes, as long as it is hit, no matter who it is, it will definitely be turned into ashes.