"Song Daoyou! Are you leaving now? "
Just when song Qingshu was leaving the reincarnation lake.
Li Zhan and Tang Xun, who were sent away by song Qingshu just before the war, came back to song Qingshu by some means.
They looked at the back of song Qingshu and shouted with open lips.
I don''t know when to start.
In their hearts, song Qingshu has long been synonymous with invincibility.
He was dressed in white and slaughtered the mountains.
A purple sword killed the sect.
Song Qingshu has left too many myths in this world.
Now that song Qingshu is leaving, they are reluctant to give up.
They both know that only the weak will settle in a corner.
A peerless strongman like song Qingshu will never dominate in a small world.
The sea is wide with fish jumping, and the sky is high with birds flying.
Only the wider world is the stage of song Qingshu.
For example, in today''s incomplete world, song Qingshu can''t improve his cultivation until he reaches the peak of Yuanying territory.
"You two, if you have anything to do, go directly to find a sect door named emperor Zong."
"I believe that in every world I go to, Emperor Zong''s door will bloom and bloom!"
After that, song Qingshu threw out two sound symbols from the storage bag into the hands of Li Zhan and Tang Xun.
Then song Qingshu directly stepped into the light door of the space generated by the reincarnation lake and disappeared.
The door of space is closed.
Song Qingshu disappeared from this world, leaving an immortal legend destined to be indelible.
……
"You''re here?"
When song Qingshu just stepped into the secret land of reincarnation lake.
Instead of going to the place where he had tried before, he appeared in front of a quiet and elegant bamboo house.
The Lord of reincarnation put his hands behind his back, looked at Song Qingshu and said with a smile.
Song Qingshu respectfully hugs his fist and bends down:
"The green book comes for the dry door."
Pop.
The Lord of reincarnation nodded and gently snapped his fingers.
The bamboo house disappeared with the light sound, even though it disappeared into the void.
Then a new door of space appeared in front of song Qingshu.
"The three thousand heaven path in the Kun gate needs you to repair, but it''s not now."
The reincarnation master stood in front of the portal, smiled and spoke to song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu looked at the door of samsara and said in great surprise:
"What''s in the door?"
The Lord of reincarnation turned his head and looked at the door of reincarnation. There was a touch of fanaticism in his eyes:
"The vast and incomparable thunder disaster, and then there is a road to immortality!"
Hearing the word "Lei Jie", song Qingshu could not help frowning.
When hearing the words "the road to immortality", song Qingshu''s eyebrows tightened and relaxed again, with interest:
"The road to immortality is after the thunder robbery? What do you mean? "
The Lord of reincarnation produced a little glow between his fingers. The glow hit song Qingshu hard, and there was a light sound.
Song Qingshu had a feeling of boredom on his chest, and then vomited a mouthful of very smelly black liquid.
"What is this?"
Song Qingshu looked at the black liquid spilled on the ground like vomit. He couldn''t help frowning, raised his head and said to the Lord of reincarnation.
The Lord of reincarnation smiled gently, and then his body disappeared into the void.
When this occurs again.
The figure of the reincarnation Lord has appeared four feet in front of Song Qing''s book.
Four feet are not long or short, just enough for the Lord of reincarnation to reach out and touch the body of song Qingshu.
"Lord of reincarnation? What do you want to do... "
Song Qingshu looked at the reincarnation Lord who suddenly appeared in front of him, frowned and whispered.
I don''t want to finish the question of song Qingshu.
The Lord of samsara pointed to song Qingshu with an indescribable speed.
Boom.
Space is extremely fragile under the rapid attack of the Lord of reincarnation.
If you look closely, you can see that countless cracks are slowly cracking out under that space.
The hand is ordinary, but it unknowingly breaks the void. The hand of the Lord of reincarnation is extremely terrible.
Looking at the active and real appearance of reincarnation, where dare song Qingshu stand there alive?
"Kun''s Artistic Conception!"
"Heaven rob palm!"
"Soldier word decision!"
This is just the moment between the Lord of reincarnation and the above.
Song Qingshu has already used several incomparably powerful skills.
The artistic conception of Kun condensed into a small world before Song Qing wrote, just like a strong shield.
The heaven robbery palm, with its terrible extinction, roared away to the Lord of reincarnation, like a hammer of ten million pounds.
Bing Zi was determined to control the breeze and drizzle around the Lord of reincarnation and turned into countless fairy swords to stab song Qingshu.
"It''s interesting, but it''s not enough."
The Lord of reincarnation looked at the shield, hammer and fairy sword in front of song Qingshu, smiled and commented.
In front of the thunder means of song Qingshu, even the top experts of jiuzhong in Yuanying territory can''t resist it.
Even the three masters of Zhang Liu''s golden body, the old man riding a cow, and even the statue of chanting stood in front of song Qingshu again.
But I''m afraid Song Qing couldn''t stop it for a moment before he wrote.
However, the reincarnation Lord''s cultivation is incomparably high. Zhang liujinshen and others are worse than babies in his eyes.
Although song Qingshu is stronger in his eyes, it is still not enough.
Stu, Stu!
The finger of the Lord of reincarnation was like a flash of lightning on Song Qingshu. Countless soft sounds came, just like a sudden rain falling on the bluestone slab.
So the blood of song Qingshu was like a torrential rain in the green sea, in which infinite waves shook.
Poof.
The small world condensed from the artistic conception of Kun was smashed into open, and the iron shield of song Qingshu disappeared.
Boom.
The ten thousand feet of thunder generated from the shape of Tianjie palm disappeared into nothingness, and the ten million pound hammer of song Qingshu was smashed.
Dang.
The breeze and drizzle gathered by Bing zijue scattered in the world, turned into a real breeze and drizzle, and there was nowhere to be found.
In an instant.
The Lord of reincarnation shot 3150 records one after another.
Song Qingshu stopped 215 of them with the speed of ordinary people''s satisfactory imagination.
So song Qingshu''s meridians and acupoints connected with the Lord of samsara, recorded a thousand violent points.
"Ah!"
Song Qingshu roared and waved a broken sword to cut at the Lord of reincarnation.
The sword Qi is boundless and surging like a hundred feet of waves.
The Lord of reincarnation smiled and closed his index finger and middle finger, directly holding the incomparably powerful sword of song Qingshu.
A blood bead flows out from the fingers of the Lord of samsara, holy and fluorescent.
It can be seen that such a blow from Song Qingshu is not a thing that looks so light to him.
"Can make me bleed."
"Song Qingshu, you are very strong now!"
The Lord of reincarnation looked at the blood beads between his fingers and praised him seriously.
Song Qing''s indifference in writing:
"Why did you do it to me?"
The reincarnation Lord shook his head:
"Song Qingshu, why don''t you try your Kung Fu?"
"See what''s different from before I attacked you?"
Wen Yan said that although song Qingshu had scruples, he still operated his own skill.
Boom!
A vigorous and incomparable blood tumbling sound resounded through song Qingshu''s body.