Chapter 454

Weapons are the greatest reliance of ordinary practitioners.

Xia Houli's iron gun, moxie Jia's scroll, and even the immortal bell under the eight elders of Tianmen.

All these can make people clearly understand that weapons are extremely terrible to monks.

It can be said that a weapon in hand can infinitely improve the combat power of others.

However, song Qingshu's decision on the word "Bing" today is bad news for many people, and the balance will be broken.

"What's your secret? Why is my fairy clock affected now! "

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen sat cross legged on the fairy clock, trying to urge the fairy clock not to be attracted by song Qingshu.

But in the process.

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen felt angry and oppressed, so he roared at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled coldly:

"Have you ever heard of such a mysterious method of Bing Zi Jue?"

As song Qingshu spoke, his palms folded slightly.

The breeze by the reincarnation lake has become thousands of linglie fairy swords.

The breeze blew gently towards the fairy clock.

So thousands of fairy swords cut off at the fairy clock.

Between heaven and earth, there are only fairy swords and fairy bells left for a time, and there is nothing else.

Dang!

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen roared and beat the bell.

The bell mouth swings out a new wave of linglie towards song Qingshu, and the space is broken inch by inch under the sound wave.

Thousands of immortal swords dissipated into nothingness for a time. It's like nothing. I don't know where to find it.

Song Qingshu frowned and didn't like it.

So song Qingshu threw a hard stone at the fairy clock and sprinkled a touch of fine sand by the reincarnation lake.

The hard rock turns into a meteorite that breaks through the air in the military decision. It rubs through the space and produces an incomparably strong fire tail.

Fine sand is still fine sand in the military decision. There is no difference in appearance.

But now every grain of fine sand has its own profound road rune, which is very shocking.

As soon as the word "soldier" comes out, a sand and a stone in heaven and earth can be used as a soldier in the book of Song Qing.

If song Qingshu is willing, even the enemy's weapons are made for himself. It's wonderful.

Dong!

Dong!

Fairy bells ring against fine sand and hard stones.

The meteorite smashed into mustard powder in the sound wave.

The fine sand blew gently on the fairy clock, and countless fine lines appeared on the wall of the fairy clock in an instant.

"Oh!"

Yuan Shen, the eight elders of the eclosic Tianmen sect, vomited a mouthful of blood, and the glow all over him immediately faded down.

"Cornucopia, suck!"

With a cold smile, song Qingshu decided to move to the extreme state and spoke to the cornucopia.

For a while.

The strong suction from the mouth of the cornucopia Immediately shattered the space.

Seeing that Xianzhong gradually meant to leave his control, the eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen couldn't help but scream, and then recklessly shot one after another.

"Boom!"

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen, at the cost of burning their own Yuanshen, desperate to urge their immortal bell.

After the fairy bell hesitated for a moment, a ray of extreme military power shook out at the bell mouth.

Jidao Bingwei turned into a vague image of an immortal in the air and stood in the void, like a million volcanoes gushing, pressing against song Qingshu with incomparable toughness.

"Hum! Why are you so stupid? "

Song Qingshu sneered at the vague immortal mark he rushed to.

Grunt.

The magic weapon sent by Xianzhong was swallowed directly by the cornucopia in Song Qingshu's hand.

As the Jidao soldiers were swallowed.

The body of the cornucopia is full of time, and it rises up.

The splendor of the glow made the place where song Qingshu stood incomparably brilliant for a time.

"Hoo, it's really delicious."

"Master, I can feel it. As long as I eat more like this."

"Then sooner or later, I will be able to climb the peak of the world again and fight the world with you!"

After swallowing the power of Jidao soldiers, the cornucopia spoke to song Qingshu with great satisfaction.

Song Qingshu sneered and asked:

"Back to the top? Where is your peak? "

The cornucopia said excitedly:

"In my peak state, even half emperor experts dare not be hit with all my strength!"

Wen Yan.

The brilliance of song Qingshu's eyes was incomparably dazzling for a time.

Half emperor experts can't be hit with all their strength by the cornucopia, so isn't it equal to that the cornucopia is a weapon of emperor soldier level?

"Emperor soldiers... Hahaha, I will collect all the emperor soldiers in the world sooner or later."

"As long as it's from the emperor's army, I'll grab it sooner or later."

At this point, song Qingshu's smile became more brilliant.

The eight elders of Tianmen thought song Qingshu was insulting him.

"Song Qingshu! Don't deceive people too much! "

"Yuan Shenhua Dao, sacrifice the bell to God!"

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen drank violently, and then his body took a touch of extremely bright color, just like changing the Tao.

Boom!

The fairy bell trembled, and the cracks as thin as spider silk covered the fairy bell.

Then the fairy clock trembled and made a loud roar, just like a thunderstorm.

At this time, endless terror was revealed in the bell.

A white tiger carrying a strong wind roared and killed song Qingshu.

As the white tiger shattered the void, the God contained in the fairy bell seemed to be resurrected.

The fairy clock kept shaking, like the birth of the universe, like a groundbreaking frenzy, and the Qi of chaos filled the fairy clock.

"Roar!"

The white tiger roared wildly and stepped into the void. Suddenly, it collapsed, and a terrible breath came out from the white tiger.

The breath of heaven and earth Avenue flows on the white tiger, and the terrible breath that far exceeds the realm of Yuanying suddenly appears in the world.

Song Qingshu looked at the white tiger and felt that he was facing a real master of the realm of God.

"Sacrifice your God just to kill me?"

Song Qingshu thought a little, while controlling the breeze, the fine sand turned into a magic weapon and cut at the fairy clock.

One corner of his mouth raised a smile and jokingly spoke to the eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen above the fairy bell.

"This is just part of my God! Song Qingshu, die! "

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen laughed angrily and said with a terrible laugh.

The white tiger crushed the void and flew away to song Qingshu.

At this moment, the light on the fairy clock is extremely bright and extinguished, sometimes flashing extremely frightening light, sometimes dull, just like the night.

The white tiger roared, and with the fiery light that could melt 3000 worlds on his body, he stepped step by step towards song Qingshu like shaking the ancient heavens.

"Stupid!"

Song Qingshu gave a violent drink, and the yuan God villain sitting on his head glowed all over.

Then the mouth of the cornucopia turned into a black hole.

There is infinite power and prestige in the black hole enough to eliminate all laws and regulations.

With a scream, the white tiger was swallowed into the black hole.

With a soft sound, the fairy bell was swallowed into the void.