"Limitless Heavenly Master, go to the God Tower!"
The Taoist priest incarnated as a meat and wine monk gently waved his hand and brushed the dust, controlling a green pagoda to smash and press towards song Qingshu.
When the green pagoda was held in his hand, it was only the size of a fist, but it grew millions of times in an instant, like a sacred mountain, like song Qingshu.
The law of the avenue is engraved on the wall of the green tower, including stars, sun and moon, ancient mountains and rivers, strange flowers and birds. These ornaments make the green pagoda more extraordinary.
Even if the pagoda is not yet powerful, it can be seen that it is at least the top magic weapon of Shenguang.
At the moment when the meat and wine monk shot.
Other strong men who were hidden in the dark could not bear it any longer. They shot together. Hundreds of magic weapons broke through the air and came straight to song Qingshu.
"The word of the soldier is determined, and the profound righteousness controls the soldier!"
Song Qingshu snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and a very slim and lofty breath went straight into the sky and rushed to those magic weapons.
"Almsgiver, don''t waste your efforts."
The Taoist priest, the incarnation of the wine and meat monk, joked and smiled, put his hands together and shook his head at Song Qingshu.
Listening to the mindless words of the wine and meat monk, song Qingshu was dignified:
"The guys who deserve to kill me have been prepared!"
"Everyone''s weapons are wrapped with thick talismans. I think it''s to make a decision against my soldiers?"
Song Qingshu swept out his mind and found that all the magic weapons waved by everyone were pasted with an ancient Taoist talisman. He spoke indifferently and said.
The meat and wine monk did not answer, but the radian raised by his mouth already showed his inner joy.
"Prepared and strong enough, but you can''t hit me, so what can you do?"
Song Qingshu looked at it like a collapsed green pagoda, raised a trace of banter and said.
"Brush!"
Song Qingshu''s body is like thunder and electricity, turning into an electric light and shuttling through the clouds.
In the twinkling of an eye, song Qingshu disappeared from his place and appeared thousands of feet away, not near or far, but it just made him avoid the treasure attack of wine and meat monks and others.
"Just in time!"
A light drink came from the void, and then he stabbed a bloody sword in silence and stabbed it directly into song Qingshu''s temple. The sword was sharp and cruel.
"Another God? It''s really annoying. "
Song Qingshu smiled coldly and looked indifferent. He was happy and fearless. Thunder lifted his sword and went to the bloody sword point.
"Keng", "Keng", "Keng..."
Song Qingshu met another strong seed of the God organization. He fought happily with only one face to face. The sword almost cut Tianyu to pieces.
They split thousands of swords in an instant, and then song Qingshu suddenly disappeared like a ghost.
"I''m here!"
When song Qingshu appeared again, he was already on the top of the strong seed. He was as fast as streamer and couldn''t capture the shadow.
Song Qingshu glanced at the divine killer under him, sneered and mocked.
"Poof!"
The dragon sword in Song Qingshu''s hand has already reached the top without waiting for the God killer to slow down.
The Dragon Sword inserted into the spirit cover of the God killer, smashed its original God like shredded tofu, and instantly killed this terrible seed player.
As a result, many people, including the wine and meat monks, were deeply worried, and even some of their scalp became numb.
In the lightning battle just now, song qingshushi didn''t show his wonderful horror skills.
He just made a simple sword and made the divine killer into a human flesh string. How terrible is this killing method?
"Boom!"
The nine elders who half stepped into the realm of divine light came in the air. After a sharp drink, they each slapped and smashed the void.
Song Qingshu fled, and the sharp and limitless palm wind was easily avoided by him.
However, the storm at the edge of the palm wind still caused a lot of killing among the strong. Dozens of strong people separated their limbs and shed scarlet blood all over the sky.
"Dang!"
A huge square tripod appeared on the head of song Qingshu.
The giant tripod is made of the military character, and tens of thousands of regular breath fall from it.
The breath of ten thousand rules is like a small dragon. Each path can collapse a mountain and protect him.
Under the absolute protection of no dead corner, for a time, whether it is the great way to kill, or the great art of killing, or the supreme magic weapon, it can''t help song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu stood under the tripod, unharmed, like a relegated fairy, without being in a mess in the war.
"How can you get me?"
Song Qingshu looked outside through the rule chain, looked at the embarrassment of those enemies hiding in the void, and laughed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the source of Qi in heaven and earth is of great importance to the title of emperor! And song Qingshu still harbors at least two imperial scriptures! Do you understand what I mean? "
The top killer from the God organization appeared in the air, raised the sword edge, pointed to song Qingshu and shouted.
"Boundless Heavenly Master, almsgiver, die."
The Taoist priest who turned into a meat and wine monk waved the dust and shook his head in a fairy manner.
"Baby, it''s a virtuous man. I''ll fight whether it''s a treasure hunt or not!"
The sons and daughters from all over the world shouted.
"Hahaha! Bloody battle! "
The militant madman laughed like a madman, and his eyes were red and bloody.
"Whatever your purpose, come on, I''ll go on."
Song Qingshu''s indifferent words have long been ready for a bloody battle without fear.
"Kill!"
Many masters roared, and countless immortals rushed forward together, all of them wanted to kill song Qingshu and seize the source gas of the heaven tunnel and the two imperial scriptures.
As the saying goes, every man is innocent and bears his sins.
Song Qingshu knows this very well, so explanation and begging for mercy have no effect.
On this ancient road to immortality, only the strong can make people yield, and only killing can make people sober.
Now these strong people have begun to agitate, which is a step closer to the killing array urged by song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu''s pace is flexible. Even the big array can''t keep him on weekdays.
But now he is surrounded by people in all directions. It can be said that he is trapped in a tight encirclement. No matter how smart and extraordinary he is, he can''t escape at all.
"Poof!"
In silence.
A magic sword made of bronze stabbed him.
This sword is so fast that it can keep up with song Qingshu.
This sword is so cruel that it doesn''t leave a way for song Qingshu.
This sword is extremely accurate. Even song Qingshu can''t avoid danger.
Buzz!
The bronze sword appeared on the track that song Qingshu''s body shape must pass. If song Qingshu bumped into it like this, his waist and abdomen must be cut open.
However, there are too few people in the world who can hurt song Qingshu.
In this room of lightning, fire and stone, song Qingshu gave full play to his ghost body method. He leaned over his body like a dream and avoided a sword dangerously.
Even so, the sword made a white mark on him and broke the armor and armor of song Qingshu.
"The son of ten thousand eyes? Can''t you people bear it at last? "
Song Qingshu looked at the swordsman and sneered.