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The white-haired Dao Ling's eyes flickered, and he punched out several punches. Every punch could tear the air, and every punch would shake the world. This is no longer the white-haired Dao Ling's own boxing, but It belongs to the power of the ancient Dao Ling in the body of the white-haired Dao Ling.

"This...is this Heavenly Spirit Earth Fist?!

This Dao Ling actually mastered the Dao Ling's boxing method in the ancient times, and he has cultivated to this point!It's unbelievable! "

As a secret technique of heaven and earth left over from the ancient times, the Qilin killing god technique should have a lot of knowledge, but today, in the tomb of the Tianmo Emperor, he actually saw with his own eyes something that should not exist in this world now.

The Qilin Killing God Technique was astonishing. Even though it was just a secret technique of heaven and earth, it could still empathize with everything in front of him. He could feel how mysterious and overbearing the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Fist performed by the white-haired Dao Ling was.

During the War of the Ancients, as the supernatural power of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, it collided with the Dao Ling's fist more than once, even though the white-haired Dao Spirit could not display the true power of the Heavenly Spirit and Earth Fist.

But according to the current strength of this white-haired Taoist, being able to fully display this boxing technique is obviously a thorough comprehension of its profound meaning.

It's just that no matter how strong the Tianlingdiquan is, it can't shake the black claws in the air. The claws don't seem to belong to this world. Nothing can be destroyed by it, but it can destroy everything in this world.

"boom!"

At this moment, a black claw descended from the sky and hit the place where the white-haired Dao Ling was. Suddenly, broken stones flew, and a deep palm print emerged. It went down.

"Boom boom boom!"

After that, countless black claws bombarded down, continuously bombarding the body of the white-haired dao spirit.

At this moment, the vast cemetery shook for a while, as if it would collapse at any moment. Even the large array of spells on the ground became dim, and a deep pit was constantly spreading, and everything was destroyed under Song Qingshu's power.

"Enough, stop!!"

At this moment, the Qilin Killing God Art in the void suddenly shouted loudly, because he had no choice but to speak, and the situation in front of him was beyond its control.

If this continues, the cemetery will be completely destroyed, and the formation that suppresses the monsters under the cemetery will no longer exist.

If that monster is allowed to escape, then this world will be in real catastrophe.

After the Qilin Killing God Technique spoke, Song Qingshu gave up. The black clouds above his head began to dissipate, and the black arrogance lingering around his body also began to dissipate.

But even so, all the delicate layouts in the cemetery are gone, the only thing that is still intact is the pattern of the Great Formation that is still in operation, but the light of the Great Formation is no longer as bright as before.

"Cough cough cough..."

A burst of severe panting and coughing came from the deep pit, and the white-haired Dao Ling slowly crawled out. The white natal bell around her was still wrapped around her, but it was much dimmer.

Moreover, there was a smear of bright red blood at the corner of her mouth, which was slowly flowing out. Obviously, she had also suffered a lot of trauma. Of course, if he didn't have the white natal bell body protection, I am afraid that he would have been patted by Song Qingshu abruptly at this moment. It became a meat paste.

Chapter 849 Qilin Killing God Fusion!

The white-haired Dao Ling got up and squatted there weakly, staring at Song Qingshu with extremely complicated eyes.

From that gaze, Song Qingshu could also see that he was very unwilling to lose to Song Qingshu like this.

As a dao spirit in the ancient times, he couldn't help using secret methods, and even spent all his blood and blood to summon his natal magic weapon, but he still gave it to Song Qingshu, who was lower than his level, in vain.

"Om."

At this moment, the unicorn killing the gods entrenched in the air raised its powerful giant claws, waved lightly towards the midair, a layer of fluctuation was set off, and a black hole emerged.

It looks very similar to the entrances of the cemetery and the cemetery, except that the entrance of the cemetery is laid flat on the ground, while this black hole stands in mid-air.

"Daoling, since you have already lost, then you have no right to touch anything in this tomb."

Qilin Killing God looked at it, and the white-haired Dao Ling, whose face was full of hatred, spoke.

"Senior Qilin, why!"

"You and I are both derived from the consciousness of heaven and earth, why do you want to help the human race?!"

The white-haired Dao Ling exhausted all his strength to barely stand up, the white thunder in his eyes had long dissipated, staring at the Qilin Killing God Art, said.

"Although I am derived from heaven and earth, but I have been subdued by the Heavenly Demon Emperor, then I belong to the human race."

"The inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Emperor can only be inherited by the back of the human race. It is my greatest tolerance that you, a dao spirit, can enter here."

"You go!"

Qilin Killing God Art pointed at the black hole standing in mid-air, and said to the white-haired Dao Ling.

Then Qilin Killing God Art looked at Chu Feng meaningfully, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Although the power shown by Song Qingshu earlier was extremely dark, disturbing and evil, but that kind of powerful power was exactly what the Qilin Killing God Art wanted his master to have.

"Human Song Qingshu, you are fine!"

"Although the inheritance of the great emperor has been taken away by you, don't forget that the tomb of the great emperor is in the stone boat of my Dao Ling clan."

"Everything here I will pass on to my Dao Ling clan's god-level powerhouses. At that time, this inheritance will still belong to my Dao Ling clan, and you will become the funeral objects of those sacrificed Dao Ling clan members!"

The white-haired Dao Ling then looked at Song Qingshu, his eyes were full of anger, and he said through gritted teeth.

After all, the white-haired Taoist smiled up to the sky, turned around and was about to dive into the black hole.

Just when the white-haired Dao Ling was about to step into the black hole.

"Whoosh" sound.

A golden arrow shot from behind him, piercing directly through the sea of ​​consciousness of the white-haired dao spirit.

After that, many cracks appeared on the body of the white-haired Dao Ling, and his body was gradually breaking into pieces.

The white-haired Dao Ling's whole body was tense, with a ferocious expression on his face, he turned around slowly and stared at Song Qingshu.

"boom!"

Then the white-haired dao spirit exploded directly, shattered into a drop of powder, and dissipated in the world.

At this moment, looking at the dead white-haired Dao Ling.

Standing there, Song Qingshu with a sneer on his face, put away the bow formed by the character "kill" in his hand.

"Ugh……"

"Why do you want to kill them all?"

Seeing Song Qingshu shoot and kill the white-haired dao spirit, Qilin Shashenshu in the void looked at the place where the white-haired dao spirit dissipated in front of the black hole, and shook his head helplessly.

"senior!"

"Being kind to the enemy is cruelty to yourself, not to mention this enemy hates you to the bone, why should I let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Hearing the words of Qilin Killing God Art, Song Qing stared at the black hole expressionlessly, and said lightly.

Looking at Song Qingshu, Qilin's killing spirit nodded. Song Qingshu's decisive style of killing and attacking was very to his liking.

"Human boy, are you ready?"

Suddenly, Qilin Killing God in the void revealed a majestic aura, and said solemnly to Song Qingshu.

Seeing Song Qingshu's nod, the Qilin Killing God Art suddenly roared, and the cloud-like body disintegrated amidst the Qilin howling that shook the world, and began to impact Song Qingshu's brain.

"Ugh~~~"

At this moment, Song Qingshu's brain felt a tingling pain, because huge information was pouring into his mind, this information was too huge, and it was incomparable to all the martial arts he had read.

And the most powerful thing is that when the information flooded into my mind, it was absorbed, digested, and completely mastered by Song Qingshu's mind. It is the art of killing gods for the unicorn, and it is the best secret attack technique, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts."

"Today the deity imparted my ability to you, but it does not mean that the power of the deity will be under your control in the future."

"Although your ability can affect my strength, if I don't recognize you enough, you will not be able to display your own ability."

"So you have to remember, don't use the ability of this deity to do evil. Those who offend you can be punished, but innocent people can't be killed. Future troubles can be eliminated, but innocent people cannot be killed indiscriminately."

Qilin's voice lingered in Song Qingshu's ears, in addition to warning Song Qingshu, it also told Song Qingshu the characteristics of the secret technique.

The power of the secret technique is naturally great, but it is not something that Song Qingshu can play at will. As for how far he can play it, it does not all depend on Song Qingshu's own cultivation, but also depends on the degree of recognition of the secret technique to Song Qingshu.

Although the secret technique is inscribed in Song Qingshu's body, as long as he does not die, the secret technique will be used by Song Qingshu for life.

But the secret technique still has life, even though it will no longer be able to speak in the future, its spiritual wisdom still exists, and it can still control it. Song Qingshu entrusts Song Qingshu with his own power.

The white smoke lingering around Chu Feng gradually decreased, and Qilin's words also gradually faded, but when the smoke cleared and the words disappeared, the secret skill of Qilin killing gods was completely integrated with Song Qingshu.

At this time, the voice of the system suddenly sounded in Song Qingshu's mind: "Ding, the system prompts, it has detected that an extraordinary power is merging with the host, and it is analyzing and analyzing. The current progress is [-]%, please be patient. waiting."

"Ding, the system prompts that it has been detected that an extraordinary power is merging with the host. It is analyzing and analyzing. The current progress is 20.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it has been detected that an extraordinary power is merging with the host. It is analyzing and analyzing. The current progress is 30.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

……

Just when the sound of the system sounded, Song Qingshu suddenly sat on the ground and entered a strange state, and around him, white, cyan, blue, black and other radiance lingered beside him.

Chapter 850 Emperor Tibetan Pavilion!

The true qi in Song Qingshu's dantian began to circulate, and traveled along the meridians in the body.

Just when Song Qingshu entered the samadhi, another mysterious formation appeared on top of the previous large formation, exuding silver brilliance, illuminating the entire tomb.

"Ding, the system prompts that it has been detected that an extraordinary power is merging with the host. It is analyzing and analyzing. The current progress is 70.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it has been detected that an extraordinary power is merging with the host. It is analyzing and analyzing. The current progress is 80.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it has been detected that an extraordinary power is merging with the host. It is analyzing and analyzing. The current progress is 90.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that the analysis and analysis are complete, and the fusion is complete!"

At this time, the system's voice slowly disappeared in Song Qingshu's mind. After the system's cold prompt sound completely disappeared, Song Qingshu felt a strange force filling his meridians, like a unicorn, constantly Running inside.

Song Qingshu slowly opened his eyes, with a deep look in his eyes, it was impossible to see through Song Qingshu's eyes.

"Kirin Killing God Art, let me, Song Qingshu, come and experience your power."

Song Qingshu became very excited, raised his hand and pointed, and a wisp of cyan mist overflowed from his fingertips. This green mist seemed weak, but actually contained extremely powerful power.

Just hear a "bang".

The cyan mist shot out from Song Qingshu's fingertips like an arrow. The speed was so fast that it almost surpassed Song Qingshu's line of sight. It was like lightning and as fast as a meteor. It shot straight into the cemetery with an unstoppable force. among the walls.

This cemetery is made of the skeletons of ancient emperor-level monsters. Although the previous power has scarred the place, it has not yet collapsed, and the walls are considered intact, but Song Qingshu's finger pierced the wall directly. , the power is quite astonishing.

"As expected, it is a secret technique evolved from this world, and its power is indeed very strong!"

Looking at the wall of the tomb that was pierced through, Song Qingshu's face showed joy. The power of this unicorn killing magic is too powerful, and the power is almost irresistible. Unless the opponent's speed is far faster than him, almost no one can Withstood the blow of the unicorn killing magic.