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Seeing Song Qingshu wanting to kill Song Qingshu with only one avatar, Wanmu Shengzi said angrily.

However, what Shengzi Wanmu didn't expect was that Song Qingshu's real body was of extraordinary strength, and his avatar was not far behind. The strength was extraordinary, very terrifying!

Incarnated with a self-kun fist, Wanmu Shengzi was almost smashed alive.Wanmu Shengzi, like Yan Chiyun, is also a strong overlord who ignited the red fire, and in the position of the overlord fourth heaven, his strength is extremely strong.

However, in front of Song Qingshu's avatar now, his sternum was broken, and he was about to fall first...

Chapter 809 Happy

"puff!"

Song Qingshu's avatar whirled in the air, stepping through the sky with every step, and blood splashed everywhere.

With just one step, he trampled the head of the silver wolf that the Wanmu Shengzi was sitting on until it turned scarlet and died unexpectedly.

"It's just an incarnation, Song Qingshu! You are really deceiving people too much, I will fight you!"

The Holy Son of Wanmu roared angrily. He had designed Song Qingshu many times, and since Yunbo Xianlin, he has been thinking about his Emperor's scriptures and the origin of heaven and earth.

Because he suffered a small loss when assassinating Song Qingshu, he joined forces with Yan Chiyun, Liu Yunxiao and others to target Song Qingshu, trying to tear him into pieces countless times.

But now, he never thought that the dignified son of a foreign race would end up in such a situation, suppressed by the incarnation of the mortal enemy, unable to win at all.

Now he understands.

In front of Song Qingshu's absolute strength, all his schemes are so ridiculous.

Boom!

Boom!

The deafening footsteps of Song Qingshu's avatar resounded like a heavenly drum.

Its Leiling Fengshen legs are extremely sharp, and it can crack the floating clouds in the sky with just a few steps. Every step up and down is like a sacred weapon exploding, rumbling, and the universe almost shattered.

The sky roared, and the earth split.

"puff"!

"puff"!

Wanmu Shengzi resisted the tingling sensation from the roaring sound in his ears, his body shook violently, and he kept backing away, almost desperate and full of aggrieved hearts.

Originally, at the time of Yunbo Xianlin, Wanmu Shengzi might still be able to compete with Song Qingshu's real body, and it would not be a big problem to fight evenly.

Now, after the experience in the Taikoo Dojo, he is no match for Song Qingshu's incarnation, and his heart is extremely sad.

"Nine Emperors Divine Comedy!"

Song Qingshu's avatar walked away in the sky, uttering these four words very calmly.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps like the sound of a guzheng can be heard endlessly.

Some are as soft as mountain water.

Some staunch Wanjinge iron horse.

Some high can shake gold and stone away.

Some owls howl like complaining ghosts.

At last.

Song Qingshu's incarnation takes another step, and all the voices return to calm, as quiet as the heaven and the earth first opened, as quiet as night to five o'clock.

Obviously a bloody battle.

But all the heroes present were fascinated by what they heard. The few steps Song Qingshu's incarnation took with his steps were like a grand ceremony of rhythm, which made them deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Among the people present, only Wanmu Shengzi had a ferocious face, and two tears flowed down his handsome face: "I don't want to die..."

Song Qingshu is really indifferent:

"That's your business, then it's none of my business."

It was said that after a brief struggle, the limbs, body, head, and primordial spirit of the Son of Wanmu exploded one after another, turning into a rain of blood and falling on the ground.

A song "The Son of the Nine Emperors Falls", the real body is invincible without being born.

Song Qingshu's current cultivation level can already be called astonishing, even Yan Yutian, whose cultivation base is much higher than Song Qingshu's, would not dare to say that he can easily defeat him.

"What is the background of this son? Why did the Yan family provoke such a big enemy?!"

Yan Yutian, who was held in the palm of the city lord, shook his head in despair, and gave a wry smile, which was full of bitterness.

Song Qingshu dissipated his avatar, and his real body held up the huge square tripod, with the mouth of the tripod facing down, the divine light of the star sea hanging down from the tripod, and the regular chains fluttering like catkins.

A sea of ​​stars collapsed half of the land of the Yan family, and pieces of ancient buildings were turned into fly ash.

Even though the Yan family building was engraved with a protective circle, it still couldn't stop the power of Song Qingshu's giant tripod.

Song Qingshu's mind moved.

The Yan family, which originally occupied a large area in the second Shenguan, was directly razed to the ground, and the avenue of mist emerged in the giant cauldron, and the mist filled the Yan family with ten thousand swords.

This is a massacre.

None of the people related to the Yan family escaped, ranging from the elders of the clan to the servants guarding the gate, all of them were shot to death by Song Qingshu.

"Ah...you bastard! You bastard!"

Yan Yutian yelled angrily, as a Holy Lord level powerhouse, he could only watch this scene happen, but he was powerless to stop it all, feeling aggrieved in his heart.

"The Yan clan is destroyed by me today, Yan Yutian will definitely not give up, and I will ask the city lord to enforce the law and kill this beast!"

Looking at Yan Yutian's face of despair, Song Qingshu raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and spoke calmly and forcefully.

Looking at Yan Yutian who had lived in seclusion for thousands of years, the city lord shook his head and sighed softly. The city lord was indeed responsible for such a disturbance in the second divine pass.

No matter who violated the rules, no matter how much the city lord thought about it, he could only take action and deal with the offender severely.

"Senior Yan, rumors say that I have always been afraid of you. In fact, I just respect you. You are really confused about today's matter. I'm sorry."

The city lord smiled wryly, and then he closed his right palm, releasing a terrifying pressure.

"Do not……"

Yan Yutian screamed in horror and struggled with all his might.

However, the right hand of the city lord was too terrifying, and the oppressive force of the mountain collapsed, causing his body to break apart.

"If you kill me, you will encounter endless trouble!"

At the moment when he was on the verge of death, Yan Yutian screamed in despair, intending to scare the city lord even if he was about to die.

heard.

Song Qingshu's figure soared into the sky like a frightened bird, and stepped on Yan Yutian's forehead.

"puff!"

Yan Yutian's head exploded like a bloody firework, his sea of ​​consciousness was wiped out, and the villain of Yuanshen shattered and turned into ashes.

"you……"

The city lord looked at Song Qingshu who was the first to attack, and frowned in confusion.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"I was the one who killed him, so what does it have to do with you? If someone bothers you, put all the trouble on me."

Say it.

Song Qingshu's eyes burst out with two cold brilliance, his thick hair loosened, and slowly landed on the ground like a demon born from the sky.

"Ugh."

Looking at the back of Song Qingshu who is not considered strong, but seems to be able to support the world, the city lord shook his head and sighed faintly.

There is a sense of admiration for him in the sigh, but also a sense of disappointment in himself.

All the way to immortality, one should be happy and happy, with the sword guiding the sky, but because of countless years of polishing, the city lord has long lost the blood and fighting spirit in the beginning.

Now he has to hesitate for a long time every step he takes. It seems that he is indeed a supreme powerhouse at the level of a false god, but he is living in an extremely useless and muddle-headed way.

"There is a problem in this world, there is something wrong with the way of heaven, and a catastrophe is approaching, Song Qingshu, now I finally understand why the Lord of Reincarnation chose you..."

Just looking at Song Qingshu's back, even the city lord felt a burst of enthusiasm, as if he had regained the feeling of joy and hatred back then.

……

"Are you satisfied?"

The city lord raised a smile, looked at Song Qingshu, and said.

Song Qingshu shook his head:

"Although that man is torn apart, he is still not dead, and he is not dead. Naturally, he is not satisfied."

After saying that, he glanced at the man nailed to the ground...

Chapter 810 Praise

At the end of this farce, all eyes were on Gu Yue who was nailed to the ground.

The dark blue spear in Song Qingshu's hand pierced through Gu Yue's chest fiercely, where blood was dripping and limbs flew across.

But Song Qingshu didn't kill him just now, so he didn't die.

"Are you ready to hit the road?"

Song Qingshu glanced at Gu Yue like a demon lord, spoke coldly, and walked towards him slowly, every step that landed on the ground was like thunder roaring, deafening.

"Stop it, I swear on my life, as long as you are willing to let me go and spare my life, everything will be fine from now on!"

"In the depths of the road to immortality, my uncle Gu Jiuyou will bestow you with many benefits and open the door of convenience for you."

Looking at Song Qingshu who looked like a devil, Gu Yue lost his temper completely, and screamed on the ground with palpitations.

The conditions he offered were indeed very attractive. If it were someone else, I am afraid that the matter would not be done for the convenience of the future.