Chapter 451

There is a fist sized dent in the cornucopia.

So the ugly cornucopia became more ugly and funny.

But this ugly and slightly funny appearance failed to hide the power of the cornucopia itself.

It is an artifact that has been commented on by those great emperors in the emperor chat group.

So it's obvious.

The cornucopia is not a fairy weapon, but it is far more than a fairy weapon. It is very terrible!

It's probably a pleasure to see.

So when the silver clock appeared.

In the storage bag of song Qingshu, the cornucopia that has been dormant for a long time will appear, gazing at the silver clock with the breath of the superior.

Hum

When the cornucopia appeared in the air.

The cornucopia, which was quite fierce before Song Qing wrote, suddenly became incomparably bullied.

Constantly trembling, and even several times the silver clock had to tear open the space and escape immediately.

If it weren't for the eight elders of the eclosion Tianmen who kept reading, the control soldier would control the silver clock.

I'm afraid the silver clock had left just when the cornucopia appeared.

"Hehe, it seems that your silver clock is also a counsellor."

Song Qingshu looked at the trembling silver clock and said with a sneer.

As song Qingshu spoke, he kept squeezing his fist seal and bombarding the clock.

Dang!

Dang!

Dang!

Several exciting sounds accompanied by a little spark were uploaded from the silver clock. In an instant, the silver clock concave hundreds of dents.

The virtual shadow sitting on the fairy bell opened his eyes and looked at Song Qingshu and the cornucopia. His eyes were full of Indifference:

"How dare you fight the gods? Mortals should submit to the gods like mortals! "

Xu Ying looked at Song Qingshu and kept waving his fist. After a cold cry, he shouted in Song Qingshu's ear with an especially solemn and emotionless sentence.

"Wide noise!"

Song Qingshu gave a cold cry and burst out, breaking the whispered words in the mouth of the virtual shadow.

The cornucopia floated to the sky and emitted infinite light towards the silver clock thousands of times its size.

Boom.

Sky thunder billowed and was sucked into the cornucopia.

The silver clock trembled uncontrollably, as if it could be sucked into the cornucopia at any time.

"If there is no one to help, even if it is an immortal weapon, its power will be greatly reduced, not to mention that you are just a broken copper basin!"

Just when the cornucopia kept pouring out light, it seemed that it was possible to suck the silver clock into the basin at any time.

There was a great and hoarse voice floating slowly down from the ten thousand feet dome.

It rang through the world like God's word and law.

With the sound.

It is a golden lightning with the power of supreme rules.

The golden lightning was only the size of a bucket, but when it appeared, the sky seemed unable to hold it.

Boom.

The void shattered at the pass of the golden lightning.

Regardless of the trembling of the heaven in the world, the golden lightning fell heavily on the cornucopia.

A loud clang of bells.

The cornucopia flew away directly by the huge thunder, and could no longer attract the silver clock.

Under the huge thunder, the mark of the concave cornucopia became more obvious, and there was a thunder arc shaking on it.

"Woo... Vomit!"

The thunder means of the eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen has exceeded the strongest means recognized by the world.

Just now, the strength of the rule thunder has reached the level of Huashen realm.

Solid this.

Although he retreated from the cornucopia with an electric shock, he was also bitten by the way of heaven in the world where song Qingshu stood.

So the eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen were confused and uneasy. They spit out a mouthful of holy blood and turned pale.

Wow.

Just for a moment.

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen no longer have the strongest power, and their cultivation has regressed for at least hundreds of years.

"Damn, I didn't expect that the counterattack of the power of heaven at that time was so serious... No, I can't do it again."

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen raised their hands and wiped the blood stains from their mouths. They looked unspeakably depressed.

Stop talking.

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen directly sat cross legged, separated some yuan gods and sneaked into the world of song Qingshu.

Attached to the silver fairy clock.

So sitting on the fairy clock, the virtual shadow completely solidified, with clear eyebrows and eyes and fierce momentum.

"I'm the eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen. Song Qingshu, do you know the sin?"

The virtual shadow on the fairy bell looked at Song Qingshu coldly, and opened his lips like the ice of ten thousand years.

The veins in Song Qingshu's right hand burst like a coiled dragon. After a roar, he suddenly cut out the broken sword.

"Kill!"

The broken sword cut out the sword Qi with a hundred feet wide and white awn.

The sword Qi rubbed through the space, and there was a loud jingle of the golden dagger.

The void trembled with the sword Qi, as if it would be broken at any time.

The virtual shadow on the fairy clock burst with a look at the matchless sword Qi coming from the front.

Then he fiercely urged the fairy clock under his feet to stir up the law of the main road and hit song Qingshu head-on.

Boom!

Song Qingshu's sword disappeared in the bell.

The clock waves were also broken under the sword of song Qingshu.

"Come to war!"

Song Qingshu's blow was fruitless, and he was immediately aroused a trace of melancholy fire in his heart.

Then song Qingshu roared. The thunder rolled in his left hand and the cold sword was shining in his right hand. He killed the immortal bell.

Dong Dong!

镪镪镪镪镪镪镪镪镪!

In an instant, there were hundreds of collisions between Xianzhong and song Qingshu.

The law of the great road is broken between the two, and the linglie sword is reborn between the two.

The thunder turned into a robbery cloud and hit the fairy clock.

The clock waves broke through the space and split the song Qingshu.

For a moment, song Qingshu and Xianzhong were killed, which can be called Bozhong.

"Master, it's meaningless for you to fight like this. Even if you win miserably, you might as well join hands with me!"

When song Qingshu and Xianzhong kept fighting.

At the beginning, the cornucopia that was beaten and flown by the eight elders of Tianmen flew back and said in Song Qingshu's ear.

Song Qingshu became more interested in the cornucopia when he saw that people could speak

"Join hands with you? How? "

Seeing that song Qingshu seemed to agree to his request, the cornucopia went on excitedly:

"This is very simple!"

"Now I teach my master a door control skill. The master can use me to absorb the fairy clock."

Song Qingshu picks eyebrows:

"That broken bell is a inferior fairy weapon. Can you digest it?"

Wen Yan.

The sound of the cornucopia became very proud:

"Oh, my master doesn't know. When I was in the period of total victory."

"Don't say it's a low-grade immortal, even a top-grade, super grade or even a divine product! I've absorbed everything. "

Hearing this, song Qingshu suddenly became very interested in this ugly cornucopia:

"So, tell me your method of controlling troops!"