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In the process of using the thunder light to practice, Song Qingshu's forehead bone was white and crystal clear, as if there was flying snow sticking to it.

And in the forehead bone, ancient characters jumped out one after another, some ancient characters flowed with a magma-like luster, and some ancient characters shrouded in the softness of moonlight.

Different ancient characters flew to the Taiji diagram one after another. Although the Taiji diagram has already engraved the eighteen characters of the sun and the moon, Song Qingshu's move can strengthen its impression and strength.

The cataclysm of opening up the world is finally about to pass away, Song Qingshu ignited the divine fire, and also practiced his own unparalleled method, which can be called complete...

Chapter 779

The eighteen ancient characters of Taiyin and Taiyang flew out from the forehead bone of Song Qingshu, the ancient characters of Taiyin flowed with feminine light, and the nine characters of Taiyang flowed with magma luster.

These eighteen characters keep flying towards the black and white Tai Chi diagram, making Song Qingshu's black and white Tai Chi diagram more mysterious and powerful.

Now the gods have been born in Song Qingshu's Taiji diagram, and all this can be remembered.

hum!

There was a soft sound, and the Taiji diagram became more and more sacred in an instant. In addition to the mist surrounding the avenue, there were cosmic galaxies emerging, and the yin and yang poles were entwined.

The eighteen ancient characters were finally engraved into the Taiji diagram by Song Qingshu, and remembered by the gods contained in it.

In the future, the eighteen ancient characters will be transformed into every corner of the Taiji diagram from the nascent consciousness in the Taiji diagram.

"Roar……"

As soon as the galaxy collapsed, the sky trembled, and hundreds of millions of brilliant rays of light rushed out from Song Qingshu's body, and the power of the divine light was overwhelming.

The last thunderbolt turned into a divine king, stepped on the void and rushed towards Song Qingshu, carrying unparalleled power and power, and even more divine power to destroy heaven and earth.

Song Qingshu raised his fist, punched the sky, and hit the phantom of the god king. With one punch, the robbery light was shattered, and the god king fell and ceased to exist.

"receive!"

After killing Queen Lei with one punch, Song Qingshu gave a soft reprimand, no matter whether it was a villain of Yuanshen, or a black and white Tai Chi diagram, at this moment they were all devouring the cow and swallowing the sea of ​​thunder.

Now Song Qingshu's divine power is so powerful that it can be said to be overwhelming. After igniting the divine fire, he has completely transcended the mortal customs of the world, which is incomparable.

There is an old saying on the repair road.

If you don't ignite the divine fire, even if you learn the imperial method, you will be just a speck of dust, ready to be crushed and trampled by others.

However, once you pass this hurdle, ignite the magic fire and transcend yourself.What awaits the ascetics will be a qualitative transformation, it can be said that they have stepped on a ladder and realized the sublimation of life!

……

"Something interesting..."

Such a faint sigh came from heaven and earth, it seemed to be a compliment to Song Qingshu, but it seemed that it was not that simple.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly when he heard the sigh, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of teasing.

As he had thought at the beginning, the catastrophe at the Divine Light Realm was not so simple.

After Song Qingshu was robbed for a period of time, the thunderous robbery was no longer so terrifying.

but.

There is a more terrifying threat coming between the sky, Song Qingshu's Yuanshen Yuanshen moved slightly, guessing the next crisis.

"Ding, the system prompts that an extremely powerful energy body is approaching the host, please be careful with the host."

The system prompt sounded, further confirming that Song Qingshu's guess was true, that there was really a terrifying existence approaching him.

Now Song Qingshu is full of black hair and shawls, like a very strong stroke in a landscape painting, full of energy and long aftertaste.

The battle armor was torn apart, and now Song Qingshu was naked with a slender and strong body.

His eyes are as cold as lightning, standing here looking at the starry sky, like a demon god.

Sure enough, Song Qingshu's conjecture came true, and a young man with the qualifications of a great emperor appeared!

It was a young man with a strong physique, a slender figure, and long black hair.

The young man came slowly from the sea of ​​thunder, his fighting spirit was overwhelming, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and every step he took would make the void tremble for a while.

The young man naturally exudes a self-contained spirit, like the master of the universe, with chaos flowing on his body, and the stars are shining brightly.

The young man was only one person, but when he stood quietly in the void, it made the entire sky fall silent.

The Heaven Opening Tribulation has not completely dissipated, the thunder is clearly still there, and the lightning is also intertwined.

However, as soon as this man appeared, the whole world fell into a stillness, Lei Kong was as quiet as night.

Except for the blurred face of this young man, his eyes are unusually deep, like two swords, sharp and shining with a cold light.

The chaotic brilliance shining on its body is clearly visible, just like a living person, without any illusion.

Compared with Song Qingshu's experience when he became a god, this time the young emperor is more real, like a living young emperor, with a mighty posture and unparalleled demeanor!

Song Qingshu remained motionless amidst the Xingyu thunder, like a rock, and also had the aura of an abyss, facing the young emperor phantom indifferently.

Song Qingshu didn't talk nonsense, because he knew that what awaited him next was a bloody battle, and he had to fight the young emperor.

Every emperor is invincible, invincible in the world, invincible among enemies!

Except for the Supreme Being who is also the Great Emperor, no one in the Eight Desolation and Nine Realms can challenge him.

Even if he hasn't become an emperor yet, then the Great Emperor is definitely an existence of the same level, invincible.

Song Qingshu has now ignited the divine fire, full of confidence, but not conceited, especially after seeing the increasingly real young emperor and seeing the unparalleled figure.

Song Qingshu became more calm.

"There is only one young emperor?"

"Emperor Ruthless, haven't Martial Ancestors come out yet? Then what is the origin of this guy?"

Song Qingfeng looked at the young emperor, frowned slightly, and murmured a few times.

The young emperor came from the chaos, he was taciturn, and after landing in the world, he appeared domineering and incomparable.

After Song Qingshu murmured a few times, the young emperor didn't answer, but directly punched Song Qingshu's head.

With one punch, it was terrifying as if it was about to break a galaxy. It was so mighty, and its black hair danced wildly against the wind, dancing like crazy.

Just from this punch alone, one can see that young man's demeanor beyond the past and the present.

but.

Even so, Song Qingshu still didn't have any fear, on the contrary, his blood was boiling.

Let me ask, a monk can compete with the Great Emperor when he was young and in the same realm, and fight to the death, so what regrets can there be?

The answer is of course no.

"boom!"

As soon as he thought of this, Song Qingshu naturally couldn't have any hesitation, and saw that he came up with a self-kun fist, using the phantom of the kunpeng to meet the young emperor's offensive.

It can be said that the strong beat the strong, and the head meets the tough!

Song Qingshu turned into a streamer, fighting against the majestic figure of the young man.

A battle that can be called a peerless pinnacle was launched between the two!

This is an unimaginably fierce battle, rare in ancient times, even if it is called a battle of young emperors, it is not an exaggeration.

He was clearly the Great Emperor, but it was an existence Song Qingshu had never seen before.

After the battle lasted for a while, Song Qingshu frowned, and asked with a bad expression: "Who are you?! How can you also punch yourself!"

Song Qingshu's heart was incomparably shaken, because in this battle, Song Qingshu also felt a majestic invincible fist, and the opponent was actually Zikun Fist?

Chapter 780 Young Emperor

The sky is collapsing and the earth is collapsing, powerful and mighty, the young emperor who is dueling with Song Qingshu, his golden blood energy in his Tianlinggai soars into the sky like a soaring dragon, surging upwards, dominating the world!

This is an incomparably terrifying aura. Although it is only a blood column, it has dispersed the sea of ​​robbery clouds and thunder that filled the sky in one breath.

The chaotic thunder light exploded in an instant and dissipated in the sky. The young emperor was extremely powerful, unsurpassed in the past, standing in the sea of ​​thunder, looking down on the sky.

This is a person, it can also be called a young juvenile emperor, who first ascended to the realm of divine light and displayed such divine power.

In the realm of divine light, being able to show such strength at this time is truly astounding, unimaginable.

"Who are you? Why are you able to use Zikun Fist!"

"What exactly is this for?"

Song Qingshu was full of doubts, and he glanced at the young emperor in disbelief. He had too many questions to ask at the moment.

The young emperor was almost like Song Qingshu, the phantom of the Kunpeng emerged between the movements of his fists, spread his wings and flew out, devouring the starry sky and appearing.

Song Qingshu believed that the fist that the young emperor swung was definitely the Zikun Fist, and it had already reached the point of proficiency.

A seemingly ordinary matter, but to Song Qingshu, it is of great importance, it is unimaginable and unbelievable.

Zikun Fist is a secret method repaired by the great emperors in the Tiandi chat group, and it has never been handed down from generation to generation.

Song Qingshu is probably the only one who has truly learned and mastered this technique.

But now, a phantom of the great emperor who didn't know where he came from actually mastered the Zikun Fist. This scene overturned Song Qingshu's cognition and broke common sense.

Even Song Qingshu had heard of many strange things from ancient times to the present, but this was the first time he had heard of such a strange thing.

"Nothing to do with you."

The young emperor didn't even open his lips, only a very vague will came out through the voice transmission of his divine sense, showing his disdain now.

"You stole my stuff, it has nothing to do with me? I'll kill you!"

Song Qingshu yelled angrily, turned into a bolt of lightning and fought the young emperor in an instant, sparks kept surging out, and they fought tens of thousands of times in an instant.

"boom!"

The young emperor was fearless, he came to attack with fists squeezed, and his punch was like a meteorite falling from the sky, with peerless arrogance.

The young emperor has a slender body, strong muscles, black hair fluttering without wind, and his splashed landscape painting.

The light in his eyes is as deep as a sword, and there is a bright light flashing in the deepest part, as if billions of stars are emerging in his pupils, it is terrifying and moving.