Chapter 514

Now, in the decisive battle of experts such as song Qingshu, it is only a moment between life and death.

Even one thousandth of an instant can turn the world around for song Qingshu.

A read of mountains and rivers is broken.

All things wither in an instant.

In this way, song Qingshu's difference in this scuffle is only an opportunity.

As long as there is a fleeting opportunity, song Qingshu can gain the upper hand in this bloody battle.

"Immortal! You must not survive today. You'd better die obediently. I'll make good use of the blood in your body. "

Zhao Yi raised his hand and angrily patted the golden bell on his shoulder. The corners of his mouth raised a smile in the roar of the bell.

Dang!

The bell rang melodiously, breaking the void, and the golden bell lit a circle of golden ripples in the air.

"A dog can't spit out ivory."

Song Qingshu's blue mecha gave Zhao Yi a cold look and shouted in a deep voice.

After drinking and scolding.

Song Qingshu took the blue magic knife in his hand and cut at the golden ripple clock wave. The thunder flashed out in the disaster.

Boom!

In the void, Zhong Bo kept fighting with thunder, the void collapsed, and the floating clouds under the moonlight burst into droplets.

"Die!"

The red machine armour waved the long sword with blood in its hand into a red light. The red light flashed through the air and heard a very harsh sound. After the exciting sound, it cut into song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu couldn't close the sword, and glanced at the mecha coldly.

The blue pupils of the blue mecha turned into a brown yellow, which was as heavy as rock and soil.

"Kunyi Avenue, move the mountain!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly and said.

Boom!

In the void, Kunlun Mountain, tens of thousands of feet wide and thousands of feet high, emerged.

Kunlun Mountain smashed the red machine armor, smashed its sword awn and smashed its sword potential.

The red mecha roared and fought fiercely with the Kunlun mountain called by song Qingshu.

"Immortal, dare you take my shot?"

When song Qingshu fought against the red machine armor and Zhao Yi's golden clock.

An ancient green spear like a green dragon stabbed song Qingshu hard. The cold awn shone on the tip of the spear. It was so terrible that people couldn't help looking at it.

The rules of the avenue are engraved on the barrel of the gun. The gun wind from the barrel alone will tear the void and collapse.

This is the strongest shot of the holy gun machine armour. Even the six strong men in huashenjing can only fall and die in front of this shot.

The machine armour of the holy gun looked at his gun and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

He has confidence.

Just by virtue of his blatant shot, he should be able to directly wipe out the immortal in front of him.

He has been waiting for this opportunity since the beginning of the war.

But what I never thought of when I died was.

He is waiting for the opportunity.

Song Qingshu is also waiting for this opportunity to completely reverse the situation.

The machine armour of the holy gun stabbed a gun. Although it was extremely fierce, it was an empty door in front of it. The terror of death was right between the empty doors.

The thunder blew at the foot of the blue mecha driven by song Qingshu, and Lei Ling Fengshen's legs were operated to the extreme by the blue mecha.

Poof.

The blue machine armor smashed the void and walked through the stars at a dreamlike speed, dissipating invisibly and avoiding the fierce shot of the holy gun machine armor.

"I don't want to take your shot. You can't kill me anyway."

"But I'll ask you."

"Dare you fight me?"

in a wink.

Song Qingshu's figure emerged behind the holy gun armor, like a ghost, just like Shura.

That is, in this moment, the momentum of song Qingshu suddenly climbed to the peak, and the fresh red treasure blood in Song Qingshu was boiling.

The blood gas like Panlong Caixia rose and dyed the whole blue mecha into a strong blood red.

Red to the extreme, the mecha of song Qingshu is actually a little black, very terrible.

The strength of song Qingshu has been greatly improved with the intensity of red.

Another pop.

Song Qingshu drove the bloody red machine armour to the holy gun machine armour. It was fast and became a red shadow in the sky.

Despite the obstruction of the other two mecha, song Qingshu stood up and killed him, trying to kill him first in the siege of the powers.

"Want to break one by one? Dream! "

Zhao Yi looked at Song Qingshu's actions, and his face was dignified and cold.

Stop talking.

Zhao Yi began to beat the golden bell on his shoulder crazily.

The bell kept swinging out ripples after ripples, shaking the space and stirring all things.

Song Qingshu never looked at the Golden Bell and smiled coldly.

His armor, which was interwoven with bright red and blue, flashed brightly, and his slender armor was full of a natural sense of fluency.

Song Qingshu is agile and fast in the ripples of the golden bell all over the sky, like a floating light moving.

The floating light flew rapidly in the sky and soon came before the holy gun armor.

The holy gun machine armor looked at the blue machine armor in front of him. He was so frightened that he stepped back and dared not look at Song Qingshu for a moment.

"Die."

The floating light of song Qingshu's figure is like a tarsal worm. No matter where the holy gun armor retreats, it follows closely behind him.

"Qiang Qiang..."

Dozens of big collisions blew up on the holy gun armor.

Song Qing wrote expressionless and walked with a knife. The blue magic knife cut off continuously.

The body of the holy gun machine armor was full of turtle cracks, and the holy gun machine armor was almost broken.

In this avenue mecha, the characters of the eternal family in the realm of God have cracked blood lines all over, which is extremely negative.

As song Qingshu kept waving his sword and falling, the strength of the outside world kept transmitting in, which made the strong man of huashenjing more and more unsustainable.

However, song Qingshu became braver and braver, and his blood became more and more rotten.

With the rising momentum of song Qingshu, the ancient armor driven by song Qingshu almost completely turned into a blood red body.

Brilliant and dazzling, song Qingshu turned into bloody Shura.

"Kill!"

Song Qingshu roared and waved his fist recklessly.

He always has to kill a strong man, so that they can feel pain. Only the threat of death can make Zhao Yi dare not be too arrogant.

"Boom!"

A huge black painted mountain appeared in the arms of song Qingshu. The artistic conception of Kun in Song Qingshu has been profound and incomparable. It is not under his words to hold mountains and embrace the sea.

"Kun's artistic conception, move mountains and reclaim the sea!"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, raised his hand and slapped the holy gun armor.

The power of song Qingshu's decision to move mountains and reclaim the sea at this time can be described as unparalleled terror.

Between his palms, the painted black mountains filled the sky, like coming from ancient times. The power on his palm is boundless, and the ancient and heavy breath is towering!

Looking at Song Qingshu's palm, Zhao Yi's face turned pale for a moment, and then went crazy to help, but he couldn't block the black mountain.

A slap in the face of reversing the situation.