In a time when the golden gate of the sky had not been opened.

Song Qingshu had just let the golden characters break the wall of space and left soon after.

On the sky of an inexplicable world, a small character emitting light gold broke through the wall of space and came to a black hall.

The little golden characters fell into the hands of an old man in green like a leaf.

The old man in blue sat on the black hall with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

He was awakened when the little golden word fell into his hands.

"Dead."

The light on the small golden characters dispersed, showing a dead word.

The old man in green clothes looked at the word on his hand and was angry after whispering.

This little golden character came from the scroll of his disciple moyeka, so he knew it very well.

When he saw this word, he basically knew the recent situation of moyejia's life and death.

After a long silence.

The old man in Tsing Yi just sighed:

"Although it's just an apprentice outside the door who collects it at will, I, the master, always have to express something when I die."

Stop talking.

The old man in Tsing Yi crushed the small golden characters in his hands and sent a trace of yuan God to project into the world where song Qingshu was located.

So first, the giant eyes peeped at Song Qingshu, and then the Golden Dragon roared through the sky.

After repeated graduation and disadvantageous.

The old man in green also made a real fire, regardless of the suppression of his own realm by the incomplete avenue of the world.

Yuan Shen went out of the body directly and came to the world of song Qingshu.

Unfortunately, the golden light God will fail.

Let the old man in Tsing Yi experience another failure, while his own situation is in a terrible situation.

……

At least.

When song Qingshu's slender palm approached his yuan God.

The light ball transformed by the old God of Qingshu couldn't even resist, so he had to be obediently held in Song Qingshu's hand.

"Don't kill me!"

"Do you know who I am!"

"In a world like you, I can crush countless thousands with one hand. I won't be released soon."

In Song Qingshu's hands, the light ball was struggling fiercely and howling in pain.

Song Qingshu looked at the ball of light in his hand indifferently, and the cold light in his eyes was shining.

Like a piece of solid ice that has not thawed for thousands of years, it exudes a cold spirit enough to freeze the sky and ground.

"Hum! Do you know what's good or bad when you're dying? "

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, holding the light ball in his palm, and the sword Qi flew across him.

Wisps of subtle sword Qi cut the golden light ball in the palm like white fog.

The Yuanshen in the golden light ball was first cut off by the sword Qi, his right arm and left foot, and then cut open.

"I have stepped into the three realms of transforming gods. I am the Supreme Master of Taoism. The yuan God is as tough as iron. How do you think this tickling attack can get me?"

The yuan God in the golden light ball sneered.

Then there was another flash of light in the golden ball of light, so the broken hand was reconnected.

The chest and abdominal cavity cut by Song Qing's calligraphy and sword Qi also glittered with a burst of golden light and closed again.

Song Qingshu's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a funny smile appeared in his eyes:

"I don't care what state you are now. I only know that you are weak now."

"So you'd better answer my question."

The original God in the golden ball of light stands proudly:

"What can you do with me?"

"Now my Yuanshen's tenacity is beyond your imagination. Even if I am cut a few more times, I will be safe and sound."

Yuan Shen, who has stepped into the level of Huashen realm, can be said to be more tenacious than the best refined iron in the world.

At least, in the realm under the realm of God, there is no way to get him.

However.

For song Qingshu.

The reliance of the yuan God in the golden light ball is particularly stupid and fragile.

"Do you really think I can't help you?"

Song Qingshu raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth and said to the golden yuan spirit.

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu went straight to the deepest part of the sky.

Song Qingshu didn't stop until the deepest part of the cloud.

"Shameless boy! What do you want? "

The yuan God in the golden light ball looked at the heavy clouds and fog surrounding him, and couldn't help frowning and opening his lips.

Song Qingshu's face was indifferent and didn't say anything.

He directly stretched out his left hand and shook it in the air, holding the yuan God in the golden light ball.

Completely isolated from the yuan God's peeping into the world in the golden light ball.

Song Qingshu just opened the Tiandi chat group with confidence, trying to get something he needs most.

Just after opening the emperor chat group, tens of thousands of chat records of the great emperors came to song Qingshu.

Among them, Wuzu discussed the body method secret script of Xingzi secret.

There is Yan Emperor's perception of the secret of burning fire.

There are infinite emperor's opinions on the secret script of the array.

Even the method of killing is taught by the motto of the cruel emperor.

so to speak.

Among the Heavenly Emperor chat groups of song Qingshu, only song Qingshu could not think of.

However, there is absolutely no mental skill or skill script that song Qingshu can't find.

But now Song Qingshu's time is not enough.

After all, it is very important to understand the origin of the golden God in your hand.

Therefore, even if song Qingshu coveted the peerless martial arts such as Xingzi secret.

However, he has to slow down the learning of these martial arts for a while.

So I hurriedly downloaded several skill methods specifically for the yuan God.

Song Qingshu also directly closed the emperor's chat group.

"Soul killing?"

"Glass soul breaking technique?"

……

"Thousands of cuts?"

After Song Qingshu hurriedly scanned the skill he had just downloaded, the radian of the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

"Just learn this system. Help me master the essence of these skills quickly."

"I don't need to understand it all now. At least let me learn some now."

Song Qingshu looked at the several skills in front of him and said to the system in his mind.

With the continuous strengthening of song Qingshu, its system function has become more and more perfect and powerful.

Like today's common basic skill method, the system can learn it by itself, and then feed back the experience value to song Qingshu.

In other words.

Today's song Qingshu don't need to learn, just tell and system the skill you want to learn.

Then, it's only a matter of time before Song Qingshu learns this skill.

With the words of song Qingshu.

The system in Song Qingshu's mind sounded a friction sound of mechanical gears.

"Ding, the system is learning soul killing. The learning progress is 10%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system is learning soul killing. The learning progress is 20%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, congratulations to the host. The soul killing skill has been learned. At this level, the soul killing skill is a small success."

Hearing this, song Qingshu smiled a little more.