Chapter 471

"Ding, the system prompts that the analysis scanning is in progress. The scanning progress is 90%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning is being analyzed. The scanning progress is 99%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the scanning has been completed first, and now the analysis results are transmitted to the host's mind."

With the sound of the system.

For a moment, all the information about the strange beast in front of him appeared in Song Qingshu's mind.

The information includes the time when the beast was born, the reason for its formation, and all its weaknesses.

Song Qingshu closed his eyes.

A moment later, he opened his eyes again, and there was a twinkle in his eyes.

His eyes were full of banter and confidence when he looked at the beast in front of him:

"You are a dragon in the realm of true God who died thousands of years ago."

"After the failure of divination, your body will be crushed and burst, your flesh and blood will wither and dissipate, leaving only a white bone."

"Because your cultivation is omniscient, your bones and wisdom will not disperse. You will understand the law of life by yourself, and then turn into life in death! Invincible. "

At the beginning of song Qingshu's speech.

The beast still feels ridiculous.

However, when song Qingshu told all its secrets, the beast couldn't help wondering and panicking.

"Roar! Bastard, how do you know these things! "

This strange looking beast is thousands of feet high and covers half of the sky in the sky.

It glared at Song Qingshu, opened its mouth and roared wildly. The cold wind tore up Hengyu and shattered the dark clouds all over the sky.

Apart from the eighty-one bone spurs on the back of the beast, it was white and crystal, sharp enough to crack the sky.

The rest of its body is as beautiful as purple jade.

Against the pale bone spurs, the beast looks even more powerful, and the holy light surrounds the body in the void.

That's right.

When this strange beast roared, it brought more oppression to song Qingshu, just like several mountains pressing against him.

Song Qingshu frowned in disgust.

And the yuan Shen villain sitting in the mud palace of song Qingshu walked out of the center of song Qingshu's eyebrows and sat on Song Qingshu's forehead.

"Sweet clover grain muntjac............"

Song Qingshu's Yuanshen villain sat cross legged on the ground and recited the Du Ren Sutra.

Then the runes engraved on the little man of the yuan God in the Song Qing book began to shine, bright and beautiful.

The main road rules fell on Song Qingshu's side, dispelling the tremor in Song Qingshu's knowledge of the sea.

"How do I know? Ha ha. "

"Let me tell you, as long as I want to know, nothing in this world can escape from my mind."

Song Qingshu looked at the beast coldly, and a smile was raised at the corners of his mouth. There was banter and provocation in the smile.

"Hum!"

After hearing the words of song Qingshu, the beast roared coldly on the sky, and the void was shattered.

"Since you say you know everything, I want to ask you, have you ever thought about how you died!"

Stop talking.

Under the sky, the beast opened its hundred Zhang wide blood mouth and flew to song Qingshu.

Wow.

There was some sky fire in his blood mouth, just like magma. White smoke rolled. The high temperature on it twisted the void and then rolled down.

Look at the hundreds of feet of blood and the white smoke of magma.

Song Qingshu could not help frowning slightly.

Although it seems that the rolling sky fire is only the random work of the beast.

However, song Qingshu knew that any one of the heavenly fires could kill a strong person in the realm of God.

Like the black bones just killed by song Qingshu.

I'm afraid it can't hold up for a moment in front of the fire, and it will be digested and dissolved in an instant.

But in front of the sky fire, song Qingshu felt a little tricky, but he never retreated and panicked.

There is no other reason.

Just because the flesh of song Qingshu was burned and quenched by sky thunder and earth fire, I don't know how many.

It can easily destroy the flame of the strong in the realm of God, but it may not be able to win the song Qingshu.

Think so.

Song Qingshu rushed directly into the holy fire spewed by the strange beast, and did not fear or retreat.

"Kill!"

Song Qing raised her eyebrows and drank violently, retreating the flames in front of her.

Then song Qingshu suddenly raised his right palm and condensed it with the thunder disaster.

Boom!

With the sound of thunder.

Song Qingshu's right fist collided with the beast's head ten thousand times harder than fine iron, which aroused a dazzling fire.

Then song Qingshu and the beast flew backwards at the same time.

Song Qingshu's body hit a bone mountain, which was thousands of feet high and smashed into powder in an instant.

The dead and metabolized beast crashed into the vast land, so the vast land composed of thousands of white bones fell thousands of feet deep at one time.

A duel between the strong.

Has been beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Sometimes a duel can't be decided for ten or eight years.

But sometimes life and death can be decided in an instant.

And the chance in that moment.

Fleeting.

But now is the chance!

Song Qingshu angrily slapped the earth with his backhand, and his body was like thunder.

In a hurry.

Song Qingshu pulled out the broken sword inserted in his waist at a dreamlike speed and fiercely cut five swords at the beast.

Simple five swords.

But each with a seemingly similar but different breath of Kun.

A sword is a mountain, heavy enough to collapse the space.

A sword is the sea, smart enough to be traceless.

A sword is a blessing, so rigid that you can't move.

One is fog, ethereal to smart and illusory.

A sword is earth, heavy and boundless.

Mountain, sea, Ze, fog, earth.

The five swords of Kunyi turned into a sword in the void.

The way of heaven trembles, and everything in the world seems to no longer exist.

This is the strongest sword song Qingshu has mastered at present.

He was full of hope for this sword, so he took it as a supplementary sword.

Song Qingshu hopes that this sword is enough to kill God!

WOW!

Song Qingshu's sword was cut in the pit of the white bone sea.

So the deep pit thousands of miles wide split in two.

So the boundless sea of bones split in two.

So the white bone boundary split in two.

Song Qingshu's sword never opened the sky, but it also opened the ground.

"Roar!"

When song Qingshu cut this sword.

Half of the body of the beast in the pit was cut in two.

The sound roared and vomited from the mouth of the strange beast.

"You're dead!"

Song Qingshu looked at the beast coldly, smiled coldly and spoke indifferently.

"Do you think you can get me with a sword?"

"Song Qingshu, don't underestimate me!"

Roar.

Countless surged out of this strange beast, which made song Qingshu feel a strong death.

The terrible breath of death tightly wrapped song Qingshu and healed its mutilated body.

The breath of death vibrates in this void, and the four fields and all directions of the shocked white bone world are about to collapse.