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"And now I'm still at the Second Divine Gate, and I'm not suitable for Du Jie to take that step. No, I must suppress it!"

"Bingzijue, suppress!"

Song Qingshu snarled, and used the word Bingjue to condense the three most precious weapons on his head, the four-square giant tripod, the seven-story pagoda, and the ancient divine bell.

The four-square giant cauldron hung down a regular chain, sealing the breath of heaven and earth around Song Qingshu's body.

The seven-story pagoda is on top of the giant tripod, shining with the luster of the avenue, and it stabilizes the waves of vitality in Song Qingshu's body.

"Buzz!"

The quaint divine bell rang long and trembling, not like Donglei's dullness, but it was startling when it sounded, and the mind and mind were united, making its aura stable and not continuing to climb upwards.

The giant tripod guards the body, the pagoda seals the spirit, and the divine bell guards the spirit.

Song Qingshu has tried his best to restrain his advancement, but his strength is still improving.

Faintly and straightforwardly, Song Qingshu felt that he had already reached the crucial step of half-step to the realm of divine light, and seemed to leave the realm of transforming gods at any time.

Boom!

Thick dark clouds began to gather on the sky, the aura of catastrophe permeated the sky, and the thousand-foot-long chaotic thunder raged in the sky, as if it would fall to the world at any time.

The catastrophe of the Divine Light Realm is approaching!

Song Qingshu had a sense of spirituality, and knew that relying on the seal of Bingzijue still could not suppress his own realm.

The reason why Song Qingshu's realm has risen so terribly now is probably related to his suppression of his own realm too ruthlessly before.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu couldn't help shaking his head, and said to the system in his mind: "System, help me seal the realm. It doesn't need to be sealed, but at least I can't ascend to the divine light realm here!"

Following Song Qingshu's words.

The system's prompt sounded continuously in the depths of his mind:

"Ding, the system prompts that the host is being sealed, and the sealing progress is [-]%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the host is being sealed, and the sealing progress is 30.00%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the host is being sealed, and the sealing progress is 50.00%. Please wait patiently."

……

As the system prompts sounded one after another.

Hundreds of thousands of ancient characters gradually floated around Song Qingshu's body, and every ancient character flowed with the rules of the road and the fog of chaos.

The auspicious beasts such as the white tiger and green dragon came from the sky, imprinting on Song Qingshu's body with the aura of the Dao.

Yazi Taotie and other ferocious beasts came roaring, and slammed into Song Qingshu's body with chaotic mist.

The wonderful ancient characters were engraved on Song Qingshu's body like chains, and Song Qingshu's realm gradually stabilized.

"Ding, the system prompts that the host is being sealed, and the sealing progress is 80.00%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the host is in the realm of sealing, the sealing progress is [-]%, the seal is over, and the host is now in the realm of the Ninth Layer of God Transformation."

……

As the system's reminder sounded in Song Qingshu's mind, his own realm stabilized, and his aura stopped rising.

"The peak of the ninth level of the God Transformation Realm... is only a short distance away from the Divine Light Realm... Forget it, it's not easy to be able to seal here."

Song Qingshu squeezed his fingers, felt his own incomparable strength and smiled bitterly, and said helplessly.

He could feel that the time before he broke through the realm again was extremely short, and it was only a matter of time before he stepped into the realm of divine light.

It's just that Song Qingshu still has a lot of things to prepare before officially stepping into the Divine Light Realm.

After thinking up to this point, Song Qingshu shook his head lightly, then got up and strode away, disappearing here...

At this time, more than a day has passed since Song Qingshu set up a killing formation to kill the heroes of the Quartet.

At the end of this day, the turmoil in the Second Shenguan is still not calm, but intensified, and Song Qingshu understands this very well.

After all, so many people died overnight, among them were powerful ascension to immortals, and some were masters among the original residents, so it was inevitable that they would become the focus of discussion.

"Do you know that the Saintess of Nangong is already dead, just last night, she was chopped alive by Song Qingshu's sword."

"What, is this impossible? The Saintess of Nangong is unparalleled in talent and beauty, if she really dies, it would be too amazing!"

"This matter is really true, but no one would point it out at the time."

"The number of people who attacked and killed Song Qingshu that night was countless, and even the Saintess of Nangong was beheaded to death by Song Qingshu as a passerby."

"God, this is earth-shattering news. Will those people in Nangong Immortal Realm be willing to let it go? The future inheritors will be wiped out like this."

"Hmph, the Saintess of Nangong changed her appearance to attack and kill Song Qingshu, but ended up trapping herself in. Who's to blame?"

"Yes, even the mighty Nangong Immortal Realm has no way to retaliate with great fanfare. After all, there is no suitable excuse..."

It is not surprising that people die on the road to immortality.

But this Nangong saintess has a great background, and she is the heir to the top inheritance in a big world.

In a lineage, only the leader who has reached the half-step true god level or above can this lineage be crowned with a holy word.

Now that the Saintess of Nangong died tragically in Song Qingshu's killing array, this will naturally cause a big disturbance.

Now the streets and alleys in the second Shenguan are talking about it.

Those who care about things know that now the road to immortality will be more and more difficult, people like the saint have died tragically, and the era of all heroes... is here!

Chapter 755 On the road again

"Then Song Qingshu is so powerful, who would have thought that he would dare to kill Nangong Saintess, if he really angered the power of the Saintess Empress, it would really break the sky!"

"He wouldn't be afraid of anything! He dared to massacre so many powerful people with a world-shattering killing array, and then beheaded Nangong Shengnv as a passerby with his own hands. This was definitely intentional."

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and those who were interested were amazed by Song Qingshu's actions. Everyone was digging the inside story, trying to get first-hand information about the battle.

really.

Not long after, one piece of shocking news came out one after another.

On the night when Nangong Shengnv was decapitated, Wanmu Shengzi was seriously injured and almost died!

The Sword Master of Qingcheng died under Ling Lie's sword intent, the descendant of Yaochi died in the formation, and the youngest snake, who flowed with the blood of the dragon clan, was smashed to pieces...

"In one night, so many masters died?!"

"Oh my God, even the Son of Wanmu is no match for him. What is the origin of Song Qingshu? It's horrifying."

The people who heard the rumors were all dumbfounded, but they didn't expect that Nangong Shengnv was not the only celebrity who died in the battle.

In addition to her, there is also a holy son of Wanmu, sword master of Qingcheng, descendant of Yaochi, and other famous top powerhouses.

This terrifying reality made the endless monks present all stunned, and they couldn't believe it was true.

"This Song Qingshu is really too courageous. So many masters are actually dead. It seems that the era of endless wars has come!"

The second Shenguan trembled!

The blood-stained night battle was even more astonishing than everyone imagined. No one would have thought that Song Qingshu would be so powerful and terrifying.

He killed countless masters in a row, and he didn't have to worry about it.

……

Among all kinds of rumors, Song Qingshu naturally became the most concerned person in the Second Shenguan.

No matter whether he went to a wine shop to drink, or went to the auction house to see what magic weapon he could get his hands on, without exception, he would become the focus of attention of others.

Countless people would unconsciously cast attention on Song Qingshu. Some of the emotions in their gaze were admiration and admiration, while others were hatred and anxiety.

However, it doesn't matter what the line of sight is, and it doesn't matter what kind of emotion is flowing in the line of sight.

Song Qingshu remained silent the whole time, only his face was still as cold as ice, he would never be afraid of anything.

At this time, if someone in the Second Shenguan jumped out to provoke Song Qingshu, then Song Qingshu would just kill him with a sword, and would not talk nonsense with him.

in fact.

Song Qingshu wished for such a battle, so as to block the words of all troublemakers and restore his innocence.

"Song Qingshu."

Qilin commander Li Qiong rode the holy beast to Song Qingshu's side and shouted.

"What is the commander doing?"

Song Qing's expression was calm, without the slightest tremor, and he was still indifferent, and asked back.

"It's nothing, it's just that the second level is not very peaceful now, I hope you will restrain yourself, the second level, there will be no more blood..."

After Li Qiong finished speaking, he drove away directly on the holy beast, leaving behind a meaningful figure for Song Qingshu to guess.

Song Qingshu didn't say anything, he was as calm as an abyss, and his face was still like an ancient well.

Song Qingshu stayed away from the human smoke, and landed himself on a bluestone by the river, closed his eyes and meditated, breathing out the natural avenue, so as to clear his mind.

……

This was the morning of the third day after Song Qingshu set up the killing array, the sun was shining, and a warm and hopeful morning came.

Under Li Qiong's special care for some people in the Second Divine Gate, the turmoil in the Second Divine Gate finally subsided.

The night Song Qingshu sat resting on the bluestone did not cause any disturbances, no one came to attack and kill, and the second Shenguan was still prosperous.

"Tch, I thought I could kill some people who are not afraid of death."

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and then snapped his fingers, dispelling the false emperor's formation around him.

As early as the moment he was sitting on the bluestone block, Song Qingshu had already arranged the false emperor's killing array, waiting for the powerful enemy to attack.

It's a pity that no one dares to fight Song Qingshu at this time...

"clang……"

Not long after Song Qingshu lifted the false emperor's magic circle, the bell of the Second Shenguan rang.