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There was a loud roar.

The figure of the old man riding the bull has already stood up half of his body.

Sweat poured down the old man's face, and his veins burst out.

Then there was a loud bang.

The incomparably exquisite dao sword shattered into the breath of heaven and earth, and the old man on the bull fell heavily into the deep pit.

The old man riding the bull cursed a few times angrily, so he directly put his palms on the ground, trying to get up.

Get up with difficulty, then fall again.

Rise and fall again, and repeat this seven times.

So the old man on the bull finally didn't have the strength to get up, and he directly lay down in the deep pit with an ugly face and was extremely bewildered.

Wow.

The old man riding the bull began to vomit blood, and the blood gradually changed from holy to extremely dark.

Some internal organs can even be vaguely seen inside.

Song Qingshu's Jiezhang that day actually invaded the body of the old man on the bull riding like a heavenly robbery in an instant.

Broken his primordial spirit.

Powdered his flesh and blood meridians.

Cracked his dense bones.

Killed his life.

The old man on the bull fell in the blood he vomited and died.

"Another one of you died."

Song Qingshu raised his hand and tore apart a thunderbolt as thick as a mountain, and said with a smile.

The face of the chanting god is extremely ugly.

The formation above Song Qingshu's head became even more terrifying.

Bang, Taotie devoured ten thousand thunderbolts, opened its huge mouth, and rushed towards it with a whistling roar.

"Bang!"

When Taotie rushed towards him, there was another loud noise from his mouth, the thunder light was dense, one after another, all as thick as a mountain.

Thunder struck Song Qingshu's body one after another, sparks splashed and clanked, which was extremely astonishing.

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"puff!"

The battle armor on Song Qingshu's body was shattered by a thunderbolt.

Under the battle armor, another inch of Song Qing's skin was scorched black.

Although Song Qingshu's physical strength is extremely powerful and terrifying.

But under the thunder calamity transformed by the pure rules under the formation, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

After Song Qingshu suffered this terrible thunderbolt, his hair was disheveled, like a god of death in the Nine Netherworld.

"kill!"

Even though the thunderbolt was huge and terrifying.

But after the thunder paused for a while, Song Qingshu's gaze became sharper and firmer, and after a stagger, he stood up straight again in the void.

"Perhaps you still have some brute strength that is useless."

"But this Thunder Tribulation Formation is the third of the ten divine formations that I have transformed into the Heavenly Sect."

"Using this formation in my realm, even half-step gods will have to die miserably, let alone you, Song Qingshu?"

Song Qingshu's figure rushed straight into the depths of the sky against the huge thunder.

Watching Song Qingshu approaching his formation.

The voice of the first disciple of Yuhua Tianmen Shenzhen Sect rang in Song Qingshu's ears like thunder rolling from the sky.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"I don't need a sword"

"It will shut you up forever."

heard.

The first disciple of Shenzhen Sect sneered:

"Very good!"

Say it.

"Ow..."

Taotie, who was flying towards Song Qingshu, let out an extremely loud roar.

Taotie's roar exploded in the thunder calamity, drowning out all the thunder.

It can be seen how loud its voice is, that Taotie's eyes were red, and he started to go crazy, and clashed with Song Qingshu crazily.

"puff!"

The thunder transformed by a rule escaped the absorption force of Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain, and then directly struck Song Qingshu's body.

So Song Qingshu's battle armor shattered a big hole, and the flesh and blood under the opening of the battle armor was as black as carbon.

A little bit of thunder splashed and disappeared on the flesh and blood, which was quite spectacular.

Song Qingshu groaned in pain, and then yelled at Taotie even more angrily.

"Roar!"

Song Qingshu, who was extremely angry, became extremely fierce every time he punched.

More like a beast than Taotie, every time he punches, the speed is so fast that it looks like an afterimage.

The fist danced with the lightning, and in just a few hours, it collided with Taotie countless times.

There was a bang.

Song Qingshu pierced Taotie's eyebrows with a punch, and Taotie disappeared into the world like thunder.

"puff!"

The first disciple of the Shenzhen Sect is closely related to the Taotie transformed by Thunder.

At this time, Taotie scattered thunder, and he also received a great backlash, so he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression instantly became sluggish.

That Taotie had already stood at the strongest realm of the Nascent Soul Eightfold.

Against the background of the billowing catastrophe, this Taotie is half a point stronger than the Zhang Liu Golden Body.

But even though Taotie was so powerful, he still couldn't survive a few rounds under Song Qingshu's fist.

Because, at this time, Song Qingshu is too powerful!

His primordial spirit kept absorbing the thunder formed by the rules.

Indistinctly.

Song Qing has already stepped into the Nascent Soul's quadruple out-of-the-body state with half a foot.

His primordial spirit is constantly sublimating, and his physical body is constantly surpassing himself, undergoing an incomparably gorgeous transformation.

Therefore, Song Qingshu became stronger than ever before!

It was at this time that Song Qingshu was surprised to find out.

The Nascent Soul villain sitting cross-legged on his head changed from pure white to a golden luster.

"I fuck you!"

Song Qingshu felt that his realm would soon be promoted to the fourth level of Yuanying, what he felt was not joy, but endless boredom.

He had been promoted three times in a row before, from Jindan Ninth Layer directly to Nascent Soul Third Layer.

Although after that bloody battle, Song Qingshu's realm began to become slightly more stable.

But upgrading so fast still brought some small problems to Song Qingshu.

But Song Qingshu didn't expect it.

After today's bloody battle, his realm unexpectedly has a faint tendency to improve again.

Such a fast promotion speed, although the problem is not too big.

But Song Qingshu must not allow any impurities in his realm.

So the fact that he was promoted to the fourth level of Nascent Soul so quickly made Song Qingshu feel extremely angry.

"Lei Hai advanced? Hahaha, Song Qingshu, you really are a monster!"

The first disciple of Shenzhen Sect looked at Song Qingshu whose aura was rising sharply in the sea of ​​thunder, and cursed dejectedly.

Song Qingshu raised his head, his face darkened:

"I didn't want to advance, it's all your fault!"

Ordinary people advance, not to mention jumping wildly with joy, at least they are full of joy and smiling.

A person like Song Qingshu with a dark face and an extremely serious face after being promoted.

It was the first time for the first disciple of Shenzhen Sect to see it.

So the first disciple of Shenzhen Sect started to get angry. He felt that Song Qingshu was insulting him.

"Ahhh! You evildoer, die to me!"

The first disciple of Shenzhen Sect bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it into the thunder formation.