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However, unlike that crazy woman, they all kept their heads buried and dared not make a sound.

Beauty?The premise of loving beauty is to survive!

Although many female cultivators who also hated Song Qingshu deeply were angry in their hearts, they did not dare to look up at each other, for fear that Song Qingshu would do something to them again.

Just thinking about the scene of defeating tens of thousands of monks with a wave of hands just now makes people horrified. They understand that it can only be counted as their luck to survive at this moment.

At this time, most of the pain on their faces had disappeared, but the burnt handwriting remained on their faces like a permanent engraving.

Many people couldn't help but want to laugh miserably.

Stupid, yes, how stupid are they?It was so easy to be used as a gunman.With the ability of the senior in front of him, if the other party really did this, do we need to explain it to them?As long as there is resistance, kill it.

"Now, do you realize your stupidity?"

Looking indifferently at the low-ranking monks who buried their heads in silence, Song Qingshu spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, several Nascent Soul cultivators looked ashamed, and the middle-aged man who used the sledgehammer even took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"I'm sorry senior, we were impulsive in this matter, thank you senior for not killing me."

Compared with other monks, these Nascent Soul monks have a much clearer understanding. With the power of the cluster of flames just now, it is really easy to kill them. It is just a cluster of flames. ?

And the words on their faces were nothing more than small punishments given to them by the other party.

When he said this, the middle-aged man had already hated that Bai Ling to the bone. If the other party hadn't provoked him, how could they have foolishly attacked this senior? yuyV However, thinking about the strength and background of Bai Ling, the middle-aged man could only sigh slightly, and these little monks could only grit their teeth and admit this.

Following the confession of several Nascent Soul monks, other monks also understood, and quickly confessed to Song Qingshu respectfully, for fear of angering the other party and causing other disasters, even the woman who yelled at Song Qingshu before was blocked by her companions Cultivation, respectfully pressed to the ground.

Seeing that most of the monks were quite sincere, Song Qingshu chuckled and waved his hands, but without using any divine power, he saw the handwriting on everyone's faces began to squirm, and the next moment small flames shot up into the air from their bodies Dissipated.

At this moment, everyone was secretly startled. At first they thought it was over when the flames burned their faces. Only now did they realize that this senior had left something behind. Maybe when they do it again It is their time of death.

Thinking of the scene where he was burned to death by that terrifying flame, many monks broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Okay, this is a small punishment for you. Cultivation is intriguing. If you can't even tell right from wrong, there is only a dead end waiting for you! These two handwritings will disappear automatically after three years, and you don't have to try to find them. Human beings are eliminated, in this vast world, few people can do it.”

Seeing the terrified looks of these people, Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction. Although these people are stupid, they are not beyond stupid, otherwise he would have to kill them.

Glancing at the casual cultivators who were watching the battle, Song Qingshu didn't stay for long, and turned around to chase the lark in the direction where he was escaping.

How could Song Qingshu be willing to let someone who dared to plot against him survive like this?Even if he ran to the ends of the earth, he would be caught by him.

"Senior, be slow."

However, just as Song Qingshu was about to step out, the middle-aged man in the Nascent Soul stage spoke again, and Song Qingshu turned around in confusion.

"Senior, don't worry, that Bailing is the direct disciple of the number one sect in Yunhai Prefecture, so senior should think more about it."

A direct disciple of the number one sect in Yunhai State?

Song Qingshu touched his chin when he heard the words, and only then did he recall the message left by the monk rescued by Daoling Pavilion.

This Great Thousand World is unified by the Tianfeng Empire, and its territory is boundless. In order to strengthen management, it divides the territory into twelve prefectures, and each prefecture is subdivided into twelve prefectures. Managed directly by the royal family.

Although the major sects appear to be free from interference, they are actually subject to the supervision of the state capital and county government. The number one sect in Yunhai Prefecture should be strong, but it is not enough in front of Song Qingshu.

If you dare to shield that Bailing, don't blame Song Qingshu for being ruthless. He is really not a person to be afraid of in this vast world.

"Well, all right, I see."

After thinking about it, Song Qingshu felt that there was absolutely no need for him to be afraid of a small sect in a small state, so he waved his hands and strode away.

Seeing Song Qingshu go away so freely, the middle-aged man smiled wryly.

He knew that this time, Bai Ling had provoked a monster that shouldn't be provoked, and that he could be so indifferent in the face of the number one sect in the whole state, obviously he had a different kind of confidence.

"Finally gone?"

After a long while, the monks who buried their heads respectfully raised their heads finally. Looking at the empty space where Song Qingshu was standing before, some people breathed a sigh of relief.

According to Song Qingshu, it only takes three years for these wounds to disappear. Although three years is not too short for their low-level monks, it is better than living a lifetime with the word stupid.

There was also a female cultivator who shed tears unexpectedly, as if she was very grateful. Seeing these Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators looked at each other and smiled wryly.There were quite a few people watching the battle around, but none of them were injured at all.

"Hey, let's go."

After waving to the people behind them, several Nascent Soul cultivators disappeared, they were ashamed to continue to embarrass themselves here.

Chapter 1404 The thief's heart is immortal

The gang wind howled, and the flowing clouds went away like a torrent, and a monster snake as thick as a bucket galloped high in the sky. yuyV If there are monks here, they can see that there is a skinny old man sitting cross-legged on the back of the monster. The old man is so angry that he is struggling to hold a blue token with his withered arms.

The bright sun shining on Bai Ling's face made him feel the rare warmth. Feeling the warm sunshine, Bai Ling felt extremely regretful in his heart. The withered hand holding the token became paler, and a flash of despair flashed in his eyes. of brilliance.

Burning himself with the sun's flame essence burns out a pair of magic eyes that can detect emptiness and confusion. Although it will cause considerable disadvantages to the physical body and cultivation base, it is not a serious problem in the sect. Just some magic medicine.

But Bai Ling was full of arrogance in his heart, thinking that he would be able to solve this problem alone, and finally even wanted to use the Xueri Jinggong Formation to restore his state and even go further, in order to live up to his reputation as the number one genius in Yunhai Prefecture.

In the previous period of time, Bai Ling had fantasized countless times. When he used the formation to restore his body and returned to the sect with a pair of unique eyes, what a glorious thing it would be. How to impress him.

Whenever thinking of that scene, Bai Ling's heart is filled with incomparable happiness and longing.

But now Bai Ling's dream has been shattered by someone, who not only shattered his hope of recovering, but also shattered his future.

At this moment, Bai Ling knew very well that even if he escaped from that nightmare and returned to the sect, it would be difficult for him, and the road of cultivation probably came to an end here.

Because when that formation was forcibly broken, his foundation, which was already extremely weak due to the scorching heat of the evil sun, had been shattered, and it was almost impossible to repair it. Just live on.

At this moment, Bai Ling was not even sure that he could survive. He believed that with the young man's means, he might soon catch up with him.

"Damn it, why don't people from the Zongmen come!"

Holding the token in his hand, Bai Ling cursed. He contacted the people from Zongmen when he just left the cave, and Zongmen also responded, saying that he would come to rescue him right away.

However, all this tea time has passed, and he didn't see a single familiar figure. Every time he thinks of the young man's indifferent sneer, Bai Ling's heart will rise to a higher level.

The feeling that that person gave him was not even comparable to his master who was at the peak of becoming a god.

"Shout!"

As if feeling Bai Ling's anxiety, the monster snake, which is a contracted monster, roared, and its forward speed was raised to another level, and it shuttled through the clouds like a sharp arrow.

The strong wind hit his face, and Bai Ling couldn't even use the mana to evade the strong wind, so he could only rely on his body to bear it.

The feeling of being so uncomfortable and aggrieved made Bai Ling, who was a charming son of Yizhou, curse out loud.

"That kid, I must let him die badly, and I must find a way to ask the ancestor to take action!"

Bai Ling even felt that his master was no match for that young man, but Bai Ling believed that no matter how powerful that young man was, he was nothing but an ant in front of the ancestor of the sect.

He, Yunhai Sect, is the number one sect in Yunhai State. Even the state shepherd personally appointed by Tianfeng Empire has to speak softly when he comes to Yunhai Sect. This is the strength of Yunhai Sect.

Although Yunhai Prefecture is not even ranked in the entire Tianfeng Empire, Yunhaizong has a legendary powerhouse in the God Emperor Realm, and the other ancestors of God Kings are more than five fingers.

Even if only one ancestor of the God King Realm made a move, Bai Ling believed that the villain would turn into flying ash with just a snap of his fingers.

"Hehe, are you not dead?"

Just as Bai Ling roared ferociously, a chuckle sounded from his side, hearing the sound, Bai Ling broke out in cold sweat, and turned his head with difficulty with his tired body.

On the side of the monster snake, a man in white was standing with his hands behind his back, and the auspicious clouds gathered under him, obviously there was no fluctuation of divine power and mana, but the escape speed of the whole person was exactly the same as that of the monster snake.

At this time, the man in white looked at Bai Ling with a smile, but there was no warmth in Bai Ling's heart, instead it was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

In the other party's eyes, Bai Ling didn't see his figure, as if he was already a dead person.

"Ahem, why did senior come after you? Can the evil spirit be subdued?"

Looking at Bai Ling who was clearly terrified but forced to be calm, the smile on Song Qingshu's face was even wider. This person was not only vicious, but also thick-skinned.

But so thick?No matter how thick his skin is, Song Qingshu can't stop him from killing people.

"Naturally subdued, do you want to taste the scorching taste of the scorching sun?"

The smile on Song Qingshu's face remained unchanged. With a wave of his hand, a golden flame appeared in his hand, and gray traces in the flame were slowly flowing.

The moment Bai Ling saw the flame, the fear in Bai Ling's heart rose to an unbearable level.

This bad day flame spirit was so easily subdued, although Bai Ling was surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it, what he cared about was the meaning of the young man's words at this time.

The taste of being burned by the scorching essence of bad days?

Every time he thought of the feeling of being burned by the scorching sun essence in order to temper a pair of magic eyes, Bai Ling's body involuntarily shivered.

Being burned by the evil sun essence is different from ordinary flames. The ordinary flames and different fires burn people are mostly flesh and blood pain. Although it is painful, it is more than 01:30 points worse than the evil day flame essence.

Because the burning of the evil day flame essence is not just a simple burning of fire, it also has the power of filth. It is obviously a flame, but it can burn with a feeling of being corroded, and this corrosion is not limited to the body, and even the soul.

Bai Ling never wanted to experience the pain of burning and corroding the soul again in his life.

"Senior, the junior sect Yun Haizhou has come to pick up the junior, and please give me a way to survive, otherwise it will be difficult to get along with the elders of my sect."

Bai Ling also understood that the man in front of him couldn't dispel his killing intent with a few words, so he could only move out of the sect's mountain, hoping that Song Qingshu could spare his life for the sake of Yunhai Prefecture.

However, Bai Ling obviously overestimated Yun Haizhou's deterrent power to Song Qingshu, and saw him snort coldly.

"Yunhai State? Hehe, then I'll kill you and see how difficult it is to get along."

As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, and there was no movement in his hands, Bailing suddenly heard a roar, and then his body was thrown out.

Only then did Bai Ling, who was writhing in the powerless air, realize that his intimate demon snake was unexplainably broken into three sections, and its head was roaring in pain and falling downward.

Such a horrifying scene made Bai Ling terrified, even unable to use mana, but relying on his body to make swimming movements in the sky.

Chapter 1405 No bones left

Looking at Bai Ling who was thumping desperately in the air like drowning in front of him, trying to escape from him, Song Qingshu shook his head amusedly.

A person is obviously so afraid of death, but he is so unscrupulous when he is in charge of the life and death of others.

That's tens of thousands of lives. In order to restore his physical body, this lark even did not hesitate to use tens of thousands of fresh lives as the price.

But at this time, he was so afraid of death, and even exposed such an ugly appearance.

"Hey, it's so unsightly, what's the point of you being alive?"

With a slight sigh, Song Qingshu's heart moved slightly, and when he was about to end the ugly life of Bai Ling, a loud roar came from afar.

"Who dares to touch my apprentice?! Want to make an enemy of my Yunhaizong?!"