Chapter 466

After killing the crocodile with a chuckle, the road to immortality experienced by song Qingshu suddenly became very boring.

Under the direction of the Lord of reincarnation, he has been moving forward for months, from one big world to another.

Among them, he is tireless, repetitive and monotonous, and has not met a living creature so far.

Sometimes song Qingshu will look up at the boundless sky, on which the darkness and cold are boundless and endless.

It's just like the road to immortality I've experienced.

The immortal road was unknown. Song Qingshu had to keep his head down and then fly away.

When I saw song Qingshu, I didn't know how far away I was from the reincarnation lake.

Song Qingshu has no goal.

Therefore, he can only follow the path of immortality paved by the Lord of reincarnation.

I don't know the starting point on the road, I don't know the end point on the way, and I walk passively all the way.

This road is lonely, with indescribable loneliness.

In addition to a system, the mechanized voice occasionally sounded in Song Qingshu's ear.

Then no one can talk and chat with song Qingshu.

He is far away from the worldly flashiness. He can only choose one person to practice in loneliness. There is no other way.

"The most powerful monks in the world have walked this path to immortality, and those great emperors in my group must also have walked through it."

"As the leader of the group, can I be inferior to them in everything? I'm following their footsteps. I must reach the end! "

Song Qingshu talks to himself.

I don't know how long song Qingshu walked forward on the boundless road to immortality.

"Ding, the system prompts that the world with a breath of life is coming."

When you hear the system prompt.

The look on Song Qingshu's face changed from calm and indifference to incomparable carnival.

So many worlds were traversed by song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu really needs a world where someone can chat with him, fight, pull out his head and pour blood.

"Come on!"

Song Qingshu slightly adjusted his breathing.

He took a sudden step, and his figure appeared in another new world.

Welcome song Qingshu.

Not the occasional breeze and drizzle in the world.

Nor is it a flower or wine.

The person who welcomes song Qingshu is a bone knife waved by the strong man who half steps into the divine realm!

Boom!

It was when the figure of song Qingshu appeared in this world.

There is a depressing and thick breath coming to song Qingshu.

The air was smashed by the bone knife, and there was a loud explosion in the air:

"Bang!"

With the explosion.

It's a crystal clear bone knife. It's powerful and powerful. The prestige it contains has far exceeded the nine levels of Yuan Ying.

If the owner of the bone knife is willing, I'm afraid this cut can break a small world.

Song Qingshu had just left the door of space when he encountered such a terrible attack, which was naturally touching.

However, song Qingshu not only had no fear in front of the bone knife, but also smiled at the corners of his mouth:

"It seems that my road to immortality will not be lonely. Without friends, some enemies are also very lively!"

Song Qingshu calmly looked at the bone knife he cut, without a trace of anger.

Instead of getting angry, he was surprised because he was really fed up with the monotony and loneliness on the way to immortality.

"Pa!"

Song Qingshu flicked his left finger and shook the space. An extremely powerful force separated from his finger and hit the glittering bone knife again.

There was a soft pop.

The crystal clear bone knife was instantly bounced into mustard powder flying all over the sky.

As soon as song Qingshu got it right, he swept Tianlei palm out with his right hand.

With a roar, the palm of Tianjie, with a strong sense of destruction, took a picture of song Qingshu in front of him with ten thousand feet of thunder.

Tianjie palm didn't shoot anyone's body, but fell on a white bone.

So with a muffled sound, the snow-white skeleton cracked on the spot, and the realm of half stepping into the realm of God became fly ash.

"What kind of world is this? Why don't you see humans, but white bones? "

Song Qingshu waved his sleeve at will and dispersed the scattered bone powder in front of him.

Then song Qingshu looked forward and frowned.

Everywhere song Qingshu saw, there was a heavy smell of death.

There is no light in this world, but it is not very dark.

It seems to be abandoned by the world and let it live and die.

Song Qingshu raised his feet and walked forward. The four fields he saw were still dark, and there was a ribbon of black fog on them.

It was as if he had come to a land of death.

The thick floating clouds above his head are like mountains in the sky, full of every inch of space seen by the naked eye of song Qingshu.

So the world has no sunshine, no moonlight, and no stars.

"What the hell is this?"

Song Qingshu kept walking, whispering softly and indifferently.

According to the observation of song Qingshu.

The world I stand in is a black-and-white world, on which there is no gorgeous brilliance.

Only the darkest evening, and those bones on the ground, covered with bone powder.

How many people died to accumulate so many bones?

How long did it take to be covered with so much bone powder?

For so many questions, song Qingshu doesn't know what the answer is.

In this world, he can't see a creature with flesh and blood.

Only white bones kept walking around the world, and ghost fires twinkled and danced in their eyes, dark and strange.

"What kind of world have I come to?"

Song Qingshu scolded softly, helpless and somewhat lost.

Although there are some activities in such a world, it is not the world that song Qingshu wants after all.

Song Qingshu walked a long distance in his helpless mood.

Unfortunately, the ground in front of him was still covered with white bones, and it was difficult to see the end.

Finally, song Qingshu snorted coldly and began to fly through the air. He flew over many seas and mountains, but it was still white!

Seeing this, even though song Qingshu's heart was as strong as iron, he couldn't help but feel cold.

Because it's too scary.

Even in a big world, where all the creatures are destroyed and slaughtered, there can't be so many skeletons. How did this come about?

"Boom!"

Just when song Qingshu sighed.

There was a loud noise under him.

Then suddenly, a cruel faint light shot at Song Qingshu.

It has broken the sky where song Qingshu stood.

It's like an endless ocean.

The faint light wrapped a black ancient spear.

Several strands of divine power representing rules are condensed on the spear.

Song Qingshu was surprised.

His figure turned into a thunder arc and flew across the sky, quickly avoiding the black ancient spear.

"Kill!"

After Song Qingshu avoided the spear.

Not far from him, there was a black figure standing on the white bone mountain.

The black figure roars up to the sky, which is very different from other white bones. It can be called deafening.