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Song Qingshu turned over his hands and killed the one with the highest cultivation level among the monks of meditation and others, then he sneered and said mockingly.

Hearing this, the meditation monks and others couldn't help but burst into anger, but there was nothing they could do.

All the way to practice Taoism, these people are the favored children of heaven, enjoying the stars and moons of countless people.

When have you ever been humiliated like this?

But now even though they were so angry that they wanted to kill people, there was nothing they could do. After all, they were indeed being hunted down like wild dogs.

"Ignore him! The most important thing is to live on!"

Cultivator Meditation let out a snarl, then hugged Xia Ye's head and the remaining monks, a total of four, fled in terror like a bereaved dog.

On the way to escape, monk Jingxin and others were hunted down one by one until their hair was disheveled, their bodies were covered in blood, and they were in a panic.

"Song Qingshu, I will fight with you!"

Fleeing all the way, the Meditation cultivator really couldn't run any longer, so he simply broke the jar and stood still.

Monk Jingxin's face was livid, and after angrily shouting, he waved the whisk, turning the five-foot-long whisk into a thousand-mile Tianhe, and drew it towards Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's expression was indifferent, his combat power was so strong that it was impossible for meditation monks and others to touch the existence.

"You didn't escape when you were given time to escape? Don't blame me since you are looking for death!"

Song Qingshu sneered and cut out with a palm, the thousand-mile-long Milky Way collapsed directly, and the continuous palms shattered half of the meditation monk's body.

The meditation monk screamed sharply, not daring to have any stupid thoughts of confronting Song Qingshu, and then fled again.

"Ah...Sister Jingxin, don't leave me behind, take me with you!"

Xia Ye's head rolled on the ground, looking at the meditation monk's back and screaming in panic.

Although Xiaye's Yuanshen is still there, only one head is left, his vitality is exhausted, and his strength is limited.

Now that she was thrown to the ground by the meditation monk, she wanted to escape with only one head left, but the speed was too slow, and there was no way to escape from Song Qingshu's hands.

"Sister Xiaye, life and death are up to you, you can't blame me for being too cruel!"

"If you want to blame, blame you for being too stupid to believe in friendship!"

The meditative monk dragged his stump and said with a maniacal laugh.

"Meditate! I was tricked by you!"

Listening to the words of the meditation monk, Xia Ye couldn't help showing despair in her eyes, and cried.

Song Qingshu walked up to Xiaye's side step by step, and said coldly:

"A friend in adversity sees the truth, it really is true."

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"Don't kill me, please, I'm just fascinated by ghosts for a while, as long as you spare me this time, I'm willing to accompany you to hunt and kill meditation monks to the ends of the earth!"

Xiaye begged for mercy sternly with the remaining head, while staring viciously at the retreating back of the meditating monk, she spoke.

Song Qingshu shook his head, and decisively rejected Xiaye's suggestion.

Song Qingshu knew that Xiaye's heart was extremely cruel and cruel, and he was the same as that hypocritical meditation monk.

People like this don't need sympathy from others at all, and the reason why they have fallen to such a point is only her own fault.

Thinking of this.

"boom!"

Song Qingshu stepped forward, slammed his foot towards Xia Ye's head and kicked it out.

After hearing a soft sound, Xia Ye's head split apart like a ripe watermelon falling from the sky to the ground.

A primordial spirit rushed out of it, and Xiaye's primordial spirit yelled in terror: "Please don't kill me, as long as you save my life, I can do whatever you want! Be your cow or horse It will be all right"

"I can't rest assured that someone like you treats me like a cow or a horse!"

puff!

After Song Qingshu joked, he stretched out his hand and gave Tianyu a firm grip.

After a pop.

Xiaye's primordial spirit turned into fly ash in an instant, and died completely in the palm of Song Qingshu, with no possibility of surviving.

Watching Xiaye die.

The three people who had just fled with the meditation monk were now all dead, as if they were scared out of their wits.

Ask yourself, they have never been so desperate as they are today. They are all heroes in the same world, and they have been in the same area in the past.

But now he is being chased and killed so that he has nowhere to go and nowhere to go, which is not much better than a lost dog.

"Stop! Uncle Song, as long as you let us live, everything will be fine!"

"The three of us will give you whatever you want, status, women, Lingbao and even our loyalty, everything can be given to you!"

The three of them broke down completely, crying and laughing and shouting at Song Qingshu with faces as pale as snow.

"The game of cat and mouse is so boring, I'm tired of it!"

"And blindly begging for mercy will only make you die faster!"

Song Qingshu looked at the three people who no longer had the will to fight and fell into complete despair, and spoke in a cold voice.

After saying that, Song Qingshu turned his two fingers into a sword, and condensed an invisible sword intent between his fingers, pressing down on the three people in despair.

"Ah...! Please forgive me!"

While resisting with all their might, the three of them yelled terribly.

However, the Dao Dharma statue they summoned was crushed, and their physical body was broken inch by inch, and every inch of the cracked flesh turned into broken bones and blood mist.

In the end, the fractured wound spread directly to the head, covering the bodies of the three of them.

Puff puff!

Following the sound of three soft sounds, the bodies of the three people were completely shattered into ashes, and then their primordial spirits rushed out of the Tianling Cap and passed away into the distance, making the most pointless and stupid efforts.

call out!

Song Qingshu's fingertips glowed slightly.

Then three sword beams with lingering cold light flew out from between the fingers, nailing the villain of the three people to death in the void, and they couldn't die any more.

After killing the last few people, only Song Qingshu and monk Jingxin were left in the world of Kun.

Song Qingshu moved his mind, took a step forward, and traveled thousands of miles to stand in front of the meditation monk, cutting off all the meditation monk's escape routes.

At this time, Song Qingshu's whole body was like an immortal sacred furnace, and the monstrous fighting spirit radiated from him.

Song Qingshu stands in the sky and earth, he is clearly a human being, but he is more terrifying than the gods in ancient myths.

Seeing Song Qingshu who suddenly shattered the space and came to his side in one step, the meditation monk could no longer keep calm, and his body convulsed even when he was frightened.

At this moment, what dignity the meditation monk usually values, what is the strongest ascension to immortality, has become nothingness.

"Why! Why are you so strong! Why are you standing in my way, why can't I get rid of you no matter what!"

Half of the meditation monk's head was cut off, and now only half of his original good face is left, which looks very strange.

Especially when the meditation monk yelled and questioned Song Qingshu, it gave people a more terrifying feeling, as if a tragic ghost came to ask for his life.

"How powerful I am is my business, and I didn't want to be with you until death, but now it seems that I really have to kill!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, there was a monstrous murderous intent flowing in his eyes, and the murderous intent seemed to swallow the meditation monk at any time.

"Ahhh!"

The meditation monk was completely mad, regardless of the gap between his own strength and Song Qingshu, he was so angry that he rushed towards Song Qingshu.

"die!"

"Bingzijue, Wanqishu!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and then Can behind him released an extremely dazzling golden brilliance.

Dozens of golden weapons flew out of the golden brilliance.

After a humming sound.

The weapon that flew out earlier cut the Meditation cultivator into blood in an instant, destroying his soul.

"System, collect the items in the storage bags of the meditation monk and others. The cursed short blade of that guy Qingxue earlier is still interesting. Let's see if there are any more."

After the meditation monk and others were all slaughtered, Song Qingshu still felt that the fight was not very happy.

But at this time, there were no opponents to let Song Qingshu enjoy himself. In order to distract, Song Qingshu had to turn his attention to these people's storage bags.

Following Song Qingshu's words, the sound of the system's mechanical gears rang in Song Qingshu's mind: "Ding, the system prompts that the collection progress is 20.00% in the storage bags of all the dead in the artistic conception of Kun. The host waits patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kunzhiyijing, and the collection progress is 40.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kunzhiyijing, and the collection progress is 60.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

……

As the system's prompts sounded in Song Qingshu's mind one after another, in this small world, Guanghua wrapped in various utensils kept rushing towards Song Qingshu.

Some of Guanghua's items are top-quality spirit stones, some are martial arts secret books, and some are body armors. The richness of items is beyond Song Qingshu's imagination.

It's a pity that today's Song Qingshu doesn't lack spirit stones and skills. It's really hard to seduce his interest like these utensils.

Just when Song Qingshu felt a little bored and was about to interrupt the collection progress, a roll of yellowish paper caught Song Qingshu's eyes, making his eyes brighten.

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"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kunzhiyijing, and the collection progress is 70.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is collecting the storage bags of all the dead in Kunzhiyijing, and the collection progress is 80.00%. Please wait patiently for the host."

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