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As the white-haired Dao Ling's voice fell, there was a 'boom' in the thundercloud in the sky, and a bowl-thick blood-colored thunder fell down and struck towards Song Qingshu directly.

The thunder that fell directly tore apart the surrounding void, creating space cracks, and the chaotic breath in the cracks rushed towards the face.

Just at this time.

The formation under the Qilin Killing God Technique suddenly trembled, as if something was about to break through the seal of the formation under the ground.

Seeing this, Qilin Killing God Art quickly spit out a Jiancancan heart from his mouth, and then this heart directly sank into the formation, turning into waves of energy, and the formation finally calmed down.

Seeing that the heart disappeared, Qilin Killing God showed regret on his face, and said: "I didn't expect that this bloody thunder could tear the void, but the breath of chaos appeared.

It seems that the thing under the formation has already felt it, but it's a pity that the real heart of the emperor is gone. "

The action of Qilin Killing God Art did not attract the attention of Song Qingshu and Baifa Daoling.

At this time, Song Qingshu was not like a person who ascended to the immortal in the holy realm, but more like the long-dead Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Looking at the blood-colored thunder falling from the sky, Song Qingshu just waved his hands, and the terrifying blood-colored thunder disappeared, even the thundercloud dissipated, and the world returned to its original appearance.

Chapter 847 The magic power reappears!

"How...how could this happen?!"

Seeing the thunderclouds all over the sky, just like that, Song Qingshu disappeared with a wave of his hand. The white-haired Dao Ling said blankly with an unbelievable expression on his face.

The white-haired dao spirit looked up at the blue sky, and the divine power in his body kept pouring into the dao spirit bead, as if he wanted to slow down the terrifying blood-colored thundercloud again.

But it backfired.

No matter how much divine power poured into the Dao Lingzhu, the milky white Dao Lingzhu didn't respond at all.

"Don't waste your energy in vain!"

"Under the power beyond the emperor level, God's Punishment always looks very weak. I didn't expect this little human brat to be able to mobilize the last trace of power left by the Heavenly Demon Emperor in this world."

The Qilin Killing God Art in the void, looking at the white-haired Dao Ling who was still unwilling to give up, shook his head and said helplessly.

"What?! Power beyond the emperor level!"

"Senior, are you saying that Song Qingshu's power to make Lei Yun disappear just now is beyond the emperor level! What kind of power is this!"

Hearing the words of Qilin Killing God Art, the white-haired Dao Ling's face was full of astonishment, and he stared at Song Qingshu in disbelief.

"That's the last trace of immortal power left by the Heavenly Demon Emperor in this world. Even the consciousness of heaven and earth will feel scared when encountering this kind of power, let alone a mere divine punishment!"

Qilin Killing God Art looked at Song Qingshu, who was still in a detached state, and said, his tone was full of admiration.

"Are immortals above the emperor level?"

The white-haired Dao Ling looked at Song Qingshu and muttered to himself.

"Oops! This kid is only in the holy realm. The power beyond the emperor level is too strong. If he can't bear it, or can't control it, then this void will be completely destroyed by him, and even spread to the outside world. "

Suddenly, Qilin Killing God seemed to think of something, and his voice was full of panic.

Just at this time.

The illusory aura on Song Qingshu's body is gradually disappearing, the Taiji diagram attached to the tower returned to the giant four-sided cauldron, and the Pole-breaking Weapon is still around Song Qingshu.

What Qilin Killing God was worried about did not happen.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Song Qingshu returned to his original appearance, and all his magical powers were taken back. Song Qingshu stood there, looking at the white-haired Dao Ling with a smug smile, as if mocking him.

"Human boy, I never thought that you, a mere cultivator in the holy realm, would be able to use the last sliver of power left by the Heavenly Demon Emperor in the inheritance. You are really a young hero!"

Before the white-haired Dao Ling could speak, Qilin Killing God looked at Song Qingshu with relief in his eyes.

"Why, is this all you can do?"

"Didn't it be said that when Xue Lei was born, it was the time of my death?"

"How about now? The blood thunder is gone, but I'm still standing here."

At this time, Song Qingshu took a step forward, and the pole-breaking weapon that lingered around her exuded a chill that pierced through her heart.

That chill erupted from the Pole-breaking Weapon, and the white-haired Dao Ling would be attacked by that chill power. He had to resist it with all his strength, otherwise he might be wiped out by that power.

Song Qingshu stood there like a giant Buddha, looking straight into the white eyes of the white-haired Dao Ling, with a chill on his face.

Suddenly, a breath erupted from Song Qingshu's body, and that breath belonged to Song Qingshu. After being baptized by power beyond the emperor level, all the power in Song Qingshu's body was completely integrated. At this moment, Song Qingshu is no longer the first heaven of the Holy Lord. Instead, he has stepped into the Fifth Heaven—the Holy King Realm!

"You can not!"

"Even if you borrow external force, you still can't do it!"

Song Qingshu fully exploded the strength of the Holy King Wuzhongtian. At this moment, Song Qingshu's realm has completely surpassed the white-haired Dao Ling.

The aura that Song Qingshu displayed at this moment is the aura of a real strong man in the holy realm. With his own power, he can suppress Dao Ling, who is known as the darling of heaven and earth. His power is not bestowed by heaven, but Song Qingshu took it from heaven. come!

With a body unparalleled in the world, the imposing manner of ruling the world, and his domineering words, Song Qingshu is destined to be a big man who dominates one side, and even do something that even the Emperor Tianmo has never done, that is to control this world!

Facing Song Qingshu's ridicule, the white-haired Dao Ling gritted his teeth, his white eyes were full of anger!

As the darlings of the heaven and earth, the Dao Ling clan is so proud that they cannot be looked down upon by others.

At this time, the white-haired Daoist spat out a mouthful of blood, which was wrapped in divine power, and then turned into a very sacred bell.

I saw the white Dao Ling holding the bell and shaking it gently.

"jingle……"

The bell rang again and again, and the white-haired Dao Ling was also step by step, getting closer and closer to Song Qingshu.

The ringtone was very strange, it penetrated directly into Song Qingshu's body, trying to directly attack Song Qingshu's primordial spirit and soul.

But Song Qingshu didn't panic, he saw that his eyes slowly turned purple, and in his body, a purple power wandered around Song Qingshu's primordial spirit, to resist the strange power that invaded his body.

Seeing Song Qingshu standing there blankly, a slight smile appeared on the face of the white-haired Dao Ling.

You must know that this method is only available to Dao Ling in the ancient times.

In the ancient times, every dao spirit was derived from the heaven and the earth, and it would be accompanied by a natal magic weapon.

And this magic weapon must be nourished with one's own blood, and the natal magic weapon is not used casually, it needs to consume one's own blood every time it is used.

Therefore, in the ancient times, the Dao Ling family would only use their natal magic weapon when they were really facing a desperate situation.

Although at this moment, the white-haired Dao Ling is not completely in a desperate situation, but he is about to be driven crazy by Song Qingshu. In order to defeat Song Qingshu, even if he does not hesitate to fall into the realm, he must use the magic weapon of his life.

The white-haired Dao Ling kept urging the bell with blood essence, trying to completely eliminate Song Qingshu's primordial spirit.

He could feel that the power generated by his natal magic weapon was attacking Song Qingshu's consciousness.

But at this moment, a force burst out from Song Qingshu's body.

This force is very powerful, it can even be said to be terrifying, as if it came from a dark abyss, giving people a dark and cold feeling.

This unprecedented powerful force surged in Song Qingshu's body, and black arrogance emanated from Song Qingshu's body, entangled Song Qingshu and rolled upwards.

In an instant, the dark flames covered the entire ancient tomb, and the ground began to shake violently. Even the spiritual energy, true energy, and divine power hidden in the air wailed, as if terrified.

The dark arrogance billowed in the air, like dark clouds covering the sun, but how could the dark clouds have such a sense of oppression, it was like unsealing a long-sealed demon and coming to a world that did not belong to him. Heaven and earth should not exist.

Chapter 848 The winner is divided!

"Is this the ability of this guy? Why is it completely different from just now?"

The white-haired Dao Ling's white eyes flickered, as if he was afraid.

Because he discovered to his astonishment that Song Qingshu's aura had undergone a qualitative change. If Song Qingshu was a dazzling light before, then Song Qingshu at this moment is blinding darkness. The most important thing is that when Song Qingshu erupted that black arrogance, it His breath has been completely suppressed.

"How can this human kid have such dark power in his body?"

"And I find it particularly annoying to only care about power, which is very similar to the power of the monster in the chaotic space of the universe.

But there is a difference between the two, the dark power of the monster is extremely brutal, while the power of this human kid at the moment, although it is dark, is not cruel. "

At this moment, even that Qilin's expression changed drastically, looking at Song Qingshu, he didn't dare to underestimate him any more.

The reason why the dark power of the professional brother erupted in the contempt is entirely thanks to the "Swallowing Demon Art".

The soul attack of the white-haired Dao Ling completely angered Song Qingshu, and he directly exploded the "Swallowing Heaven Demon Art" in his body.

And the "Swallowing Heaven Demon Art", which has already integrated many great emperor's Taoism, is no longer the magic art practiced by the ruthless emperor in the system chat group.

At this moment, the Heaven Swallowing Devil Kung Fu has already become a kung fu method that surpasses the emperor level, beyond the restrictions of this world.

"Do you think you can do whatever you want as a Taoist from the ancient times?

Do you think that if you can summon the emperor-level blood-colored thunder punishment, you can rule the world?

ridiculous!This is the tomb of my human emperor. It is not something you Dao Ling can get your hands on. Today I will let you see what is real power, what is emperor-level power, and what you have done before, in my eyes, only It's just rubbish. "

At this moment, Song Qingshu, like a real fairy, was floating in the void, looking down at the white-haired Dao Ling from a high position, and said majesticly.

"Humph!"

"My Dao Ling family is a race derived from the consciousness of heaven and earth, representing this piece of heaven and earth.

You humans are just unwilling to succumb to the consciousness of heaven and earth, and want to get rid of the shackles of the great way of heaven and earth through cultivation.

But so what, no matter how much you human race cultivates, you are still in this world and cannot get out of it! "

The white-haired Dao Ling was obviously dissatisfied, and was even irritated by Song Qingshu's words. The white bells surrounding him continued to emit that powerful bell sound, wave after wave, sweeping towards Song Qingshu, which was several times more violent than before. He was really angry.

However, Song Qingshu just stood there, ignoring it at all, the black arrogance wrapped around him, and nothing could break it, even the weird and powerful bell sound was isolated from the outside world, and it was impossible to hurt Song Qingshu's body at all. .

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and the black gaseous flame covering his head began to squirm for a while, and then countless sharp black claws descended from the sky.

That's right, it's the claws, not the hands, because they are sharp and terrifying things that make one's hair stand on end just by looking at them. Even if they are hands, they are definitely not human hands, but devil's hands.

This devil's claw is the 'magic art' that Song Qingshu fused into the great emperor's supernatural power, led by "Swallowing Heaven Demon Art"!

Sharp black claws with long arms behind them, they descended from the sky, like countless demons, protruding their terrifying claws from another world, and grabbed the white-haired dao spirit.

"Bluuf, don't you think this will scare me?"

"My Dao Ling family, how can I be afraid of this kind of thing?!"