Chapter 447

As song Qingshu's God villain swallowed the thunder sky sword, countless energy in the thunder robbery array turned into one of the nutrients of song Qingshu's cultivation.

With song Qingshu, a light sound came from his body.

The cultivation realm of song Qingshu completely broke the triple shackles of Yuan Ying, and reached the four peak realm of Yuan Ying in one step.

The flesh and blood of song Qingshu are moving violently.

His bones crackled.

There was an amazing force from the body of the little man of the yuan God and his flesh and blood, constantly repairing song Qingshu's body.

The thunder robbery array of Yuhua Tianmen failed to eliminate Song Qing's body.

On the contrary, it is like a military training stone, constantly polishing song Qingshu, making his cultivation become extremely powerful.

Song Qingshu made a breakthrough, and he realized the transformation of life level.

This is tantamount to his completion of a sublimation. The body treasure opens itself due to the upgrading of song Qingshu, and fully releases his potential.

At this time, song Qingshu's clothes turned into ashes, and his skin was as bright as jade.

His long black hair was stained with other people's blood and floated in the wind. His whole person emitted a gorgeous light with boundless magic power.

"No wonder you can kill the nine elders and step into the metamorphosis of Yuanying quadruple as soon as you are promoted. You really should have these means."

The chanting statue sat on the ground, looked up at Song Qingshu on the sky, and said with sincere admiration.

Song Qingshu gave him a cold look and flew back to the ground.

In fact, song Qingshu had absorbed too much spirit stone energy in the golden elixir realm.

Moreover, the cultivation level of song Qingshu in Jindan realm was quite slow.

It can be said that he has been suppressing all the time.

Now, his cultivation growth after landing in Yuanying territory can definitely be regarded as a deep accumulation.

Now, as soon as song Qingshu made a breakthrough, he was extremely overbearing. He directly pushed his accomplishments from the initial stage of Yuanying quadruple to the peak of Yuanying quadruple in one breath.

Looking at the world, this rise is very amazing.

"So many people have died in my hands, don't you escape?"

Song Qingshu restrained his murderous spirit and spoke calmly and amiably to the chanting God.

Wen Yan.

The chanting statue asked with great seriousness:

"If I break through the void and escape now, you can let me live?"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"How can you be so childish? I have given the opportunity at the beginning, but you don't cherish it! "

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu stepped directly on the chanting statue.

Dong.

Song Qingshu took a step.

The haunting Avenue runes around the chanting deity suddenly disappeared.

Dong.

Song Qingshu raised his feet and took two more steps.

The statue of chanting can no longer maintain the solemn and beautiful lotus seat, spit out a mouthful of blood, and its momentum is listless.

Dong.

Song Qingshu took the third step.

The heart of the chanting statue was shattered, its muscles and veins were cut off, and it was worthy of death.

"The first disciple of Yuhua talent FA Yanzong is really not weak."

Song Qingshu stopped and looked at the chanting statue jokingly.

Song Qingshu took three seemingly ordinary steps.

But in fact, every step of song Qingshu is the law of the road.

The light sound from each step can easily kill the seven strong Yuanying.

The statue of chanting scriptures supported the three steps of song Qingshu, which is naturally not weak.

The chanting deity raised his hand and wiped the incomparably bright red blood from his mouth. His hands were folded and very sincere:

"It's not a skill that words can condense."

"The most profound meaning is that words can turn the way."

When song Qingshu heard this, he suddenly remembered the wonderful means of Mo Xie Jia to turn his words into a powerful soldier.

When song Qingshu town killed others, the chanting statue did not do it.

It can be seen that he must have prepared many means for the town to kill song Qingshu!

At this point.

Song Qingshu couldn't help roaring up to the sky, then squeezed his fist seal and rushed to the chanting statue.

The chanting deity gave a shriek:

"Soldiers come!"

The shrill sound of the chanting statue seems to come from the ages ago, but the simple two words have infinite prestige.

It was like a thunderstorm on the flat ground. It was very terrible and frightening.

With the sound of thunder, there are a lot of creatures.

The creatures emerged from the thunder, the bloody flag sounded in the strong wind, and the iron blood and murderous spirit rushed towards song Qingshu.

The creatures screamed and their armor was broken.

Their clothes were bloodstained, like veterans who never died in a hundred battles. They came from the most terrible battlefield and drowned song Qingshu.

Their mounts are all ancient beasts.

There is no exception, all are the most terrible creatures, not to mention the strong themselves.

Song Qingshu frowned at the army he rushed to.

He thought that the chanting statue should be the weakest among the disciples of Yuhua Tianmen, but he didn't think that the chanting statue would kill like this.

"Turn words into an army? It's more or less interesting. "

Song Qingshu smashed a fierce beast with a fist and said with his lips open.

The heart of the chanting statue was crushed by song Qingshu. At this time, it was dying, so I had to take a strong breath to fight with song Qingshu.

He could no longer distract himself from his words, so he was just silent.

"Roar..."

One of them roared towards song Qingshu. It raised its big claws and clapped. For a time, sand and stones flew away, and ghosts and gods wailed.

The so-called sand is as huge as a meteorite.

Every grain of sand and stone is a huge spherical lightning.

Any ray of thunder overflowing from the spherical lightning can smash the real God with great terror.

As for the knight riding on it, he pointed a dark spear at Song Qingshu, and his face was silent.

The dark war spear is sharp enough to break the heaven and earth. The endless light is bright, illuminating the eternal, peerless and sharp!

And the most terrible thing is.

The man and the horse were just one of the creatures summoned by the chanting God.

In addition to the two of them, there are many terrible soldiers swarming towards song Qingshu.

Surround song Qingshu in the war circle and constantly launch encirclement and suppression against song Qingshu.

For a time, the place where song Qingshu stood was full of treasure and magic.

"Kill!"

After Song Qingshu roared, he clapped Tianjie's palm in his left hand and a broken sword in his right hand, constantly killing all his opponents in front of him.

With these creatures, there was a fierce fight between them.

The means of chanting gods are too powerful and strange.

These magic soldiers called out by the chanting gods are too terrible.

Each one has the cultivation of the eight levels of Yuan Ying, and any one is comparable to Zhang Liu's golden body.

As powerful as song Qingshu, the war has just begun.

The armor on his body had been smashed into small holes, and his original God had felt tired and weak.

The infinite number of spears, halberds and Tiange fell on Song Qingshu as if they were tireless, causing him pain.

However, song Qingshu became more and more interested in the Vietnam War.

Every time he kills a magic soldier, song Qingshu feels a warm current pouring into his body, moistening his flesh and blood.

Therefore, the more song Qingshu killed, the more he wanted to sing.