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Chapter 832

    Song Qingshu glanced indifferently at every Daoling people present. His slightly closed eyes opened and closed. The two cold beams were peerless and sharp, which could be described as frightening.


    Seeing song Qingshu''s appearance, the Daoling family became frightened. He felt the fatal threat from the killing bow and arrow in Song Qingshu''s hand, but he still took a tough attitude and said:


    "There are many mysteries in this ancient hall, but based on the words at the foundation, we can''t conclude that this is the tomb of your Terran emperor. If you want to explore, let''s open the ancient hall and find out."


    At this time, the Taoist spirit family in gold and silver dress looked at Song Qingshu and said firmly: "if this is really the tomb of your human emperor, I will immediately take the Taoist spirit family out of here without saying a word.


    However, with this stone boat, we Daoling people must take it away. After all, it is something of our family.


    What do you think? This also avoids a fight and is good for both sides. "


    Song Qingshu stood with a horizontal gun, and the joking smile on his mouth disappeared. He shook his head and smacked his tongue, while opening his mouth and said, "this stone boat is taken by the great emperor of our Terran. Is there any reason to return it?"


    Hearing song Qingshu''s words, the four handed Daoling clan, whose voice was shaking like a big clock, made people''s ears buzzing and said, "according to your meaning, we Daoling clan can''t get anything today?!


    It seems that you Terrans really want to fight with our Daoling family! "


    The four handed Taoist priest roared and raised his iron fist, the metal villain roared and raised his iron fist, and pointed to song Qingshu with his fist pregnant with the law of the road.


    Looking at the people of the Taoist spirit family who deliberately threaten themselves.


    Song Qingshu is full of blood and Qi, covering the sky and penetrating the sky.


    The four handed Taoist spirit clan, who was just very arrogant, trembled like chaff, and the beads of bean sweat couldn''t help falling on his head.


    The atmosphere is getting more and more tense. Both sides are unwilling to give in. It seems that this war will be inevitable.


    "You people have gone too far. Today, anyway, we have to take back what belongs to our Daoling family!"


    The four handed Taoist priest was resolute, took another step forward and shouted angrily.


    Song Qingshu smiled softly and said sarcastically, "so what?!"


    "You forced us to do it!"


    The golden Taoist priest with the long horns roared, and then the two horns on his head sent out bursts of thunder. Thousands of golden horns pierced song Qingshu like sharp arrows.


    Song Qingshu disdained to smile and urged the four huge tripods in the air. Suddenly, the purple air diffused from the Tai Chi diagram in the huge tripod, and then it was like a raging sea, blocking the endless sharp corners in front.


    "Kill!"


    Seeing the people of the Taoist spirit family start, the seven tailed magic alligator beside song Qingshu roared angrily, and then turned into a golden thunder and rushed to the Taoist spirit family with a sharp corner on his head.


    The whole body of the seven tailed magic crocodile is like gold. It is golden, bright and bright. It stabs people''s eyes.


    In its body, there is an explosive force. Shaking its tail can collapse and towering Tianshen peak.


    The seven tailed devil crocodile has a golden body, full of scales, blooming with the golden glow of the morning glow. The dragon head, crocodile body and its tail are about hundreds of feet long.


    When approaching the spirit clan, the spirit power on the tail of the seven tailed magic crocodile emerged and swept directly over.


    The sharp angle Taoist priest raised his arm all the time, and the mana worked to block the tail of the seven tailed magic crocodile, and the other fist waved directly towards the belly of the seven tailed magic crocodile.


    Then the seven tailed magic crocodile launched a fierce battle with the sharp angle Daoling people, breaking the sky. This is a battle of the holy king!


    Seeing the seven tailed demon crocodile fighting with the sharp pointed Taoist spirit people, the four handed Taoist spirit people waved their arms and a pair of golden fists flew out. They were glittering and shining, and the golden light was burning like a flame, killing song Qingshu.


    Song Qingshu stretched out his hand a little, and the four huge tripods suddenly burst into the sky. Endless purple fires gushed out, enveloping the golden fist, burning fiercely and burning to ashes on the spot.


    "Boom"


    The two fist heads are like two flashes of lightning, which are impacted by the golden light all over the sky, and the shaking sky is shaking gently. In a moment, they are refined by the giant tripod.


    Song Qingshu is really strong enough to be unreasonable. This is just a soldier of Taoism. It is not an entity, but it is already so amazing.


    The chaotic atmosphere and regular chain on the giant tripod are intertwined with each other, and a wisp of brilliance falls from the tripod wall, which is terrible.


    "Ah..."


    Not far away, the four handed Taoist priest who had just shot howled and screamed. His arms were shattered by the huge tripod and turned into blood mist.


    Seeing that the four handed Daoling clansman was defeated by song Qingshu, the Daoling clansman, who was covered with gold and silver, took a shot for a while.


    Seeing the jinyindaoling clan pouncing on him, song Qingshu thundered and threw Lei Ling''s Fengshen leg to directly avoid his fatal blow.


    Then song Qingshu showed his self Kun fist, containing the fist of Kun Peng''s virtual shadow, and directly hit the back of the spirit people of jinyindao.


    After being hit by song Qingshu, the jinyindaoling people immediately fled away and distanced themselves from Song Qingshu.


    "You are the first Terran to touch my body!"


    "But you also successfully angered me!"


    After pulling away from Song Qingshu, the jinyindaoling clan stood not far away, glared at Song Qingshu and shouted.


    Then the thunder flickered around his body, turned into a sharp arrow and rushed to song Qingshu.


    Song Qingshu raised his mouth slightly and waved his hands to the extreme. The whole person turned into a virtual shadow and rushed over.


    When the jinyindaoling people fought against song Qingshu.


    Seeing the four golden Daoling clansmen fighting, those silver Daoling clansmen all surrounded in an instant.


    "Kill!"


    "Stop them!"


    At this time, all the immortals of other Terrans shot. Suddenly, the aura and murderous spirit rushed into the sky, and the demon force was surging, such as the vast sea rising and falling, with thousands of waves sweeping the sky.


    The divine power of the Taoist spirit family is intertwined with the true Qi and spiritual power of the human race. The space around the whole lake is gorgeous, illuminating the whole sky.


    The air here is vertical and horizontal, and the Shenhua is soaring into the sky. Several Daoling strongmen have fought with Terran strongmen repeatedly, with glow everywhere. Various weapons fly all over the sky, making the night sky as bright as day.


    Divine drum, immortal lamp, copper stove, golden sword, eight trigrams mirror, blood knife, Jiao scale blade, etc. seem to have one side of life. They absorb the divine light, squeeze together and collide constantly. The sonorous sound is heard all the time. Every time it is a contest of divine power, which makes the sky tremble.


    At this time, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and fell into the lake. Then the figure rushed out of the lake and set off a huge wave.
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