Chapter 577

After mastering the enemy, tens of thousands of thunder lights fell on Song Qingshu, which smashed the void and made song Qingshu smoke.

With a cold hum, song Qingshu scattered the thunder light in the sky, then suddenly revealed his divine consciousness in the thunder sea, and swept millions of miles around him in an instant.

To cover up the smell of heaven's calamity, a hole was broken in the hidden God array, and the man who just shot himself shuttled through the hole.

"I am song Qingshu, the immortal!"

"I don't know where to offend, so mobilize the public! Come and kill me here! "

Song Qingshu glanced over and found dozens of magnificent peerless experts like a coiled dragon in the empty thunder shadow.

Everyone has amazing talent, which is more than one point stronger than the meditation monks in the past.

The weakest person has the strength of the five aspects of the realm of transforming gods. The strongest one has even reached the eight aspects of the realm of transforming gods, and the realm is calm and not vain. At a glance, it can be seen that it is the existence that has tempered the realm.

Facing such a group of tigers and wolves.

Even song Qingshu can't help exclaiming. In addition, song Qingshu is now in the thunder disaster, and may end up bleeding at any time.

He had to be careful to minimize his own risks.

Listen to song Qingshu's questions.

The void was no longer as calm as before. There was a sound in several quiet corners.

Some are exclamations, some are cold words.

"We are the old people in the first God pass. Because of some things, we missed the last heroic battlefield and owed a younger generation, so we had to pay it back."

"Hum! Why talk so much nonsense with him! Everyone, follow me, cut him here, return the favor, and go to the immortal without hindrance! "

"Ah, Taoist friends, don't worry. Song Qingshu can actually find our existence. Our strength must not be weak. It's not the object we can crush and kill at will."

In a riot of people.

There was a six strong man in the realm of Huashen with a unicorn head, who broke the thunder all over the sky and stood in the sea of thunder. He was so calm that he looked at Song Qingshu and looked at him while whispering.

Wen Yan.

Song Qingshu seems to know something:

"Qiu Tianyi asked you to come?"

The strong man with a unicorn head is indifferent:

"No, I'll come uninvited to take your head and pay off a favor."

Hear this.

Song Qingshu directly asked the system to transmit some recent events about himself in the first God pass to his mind.

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is in progress. The transmission progress is 20%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is in progress. The transmission progress is 40%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is in progress. The transmission progress is 80%. Please wait patiently."

……

"Ding, the system prompts that the transmission is complete."

Less than half a breath, the prompt sound of the system had been ringing through his mind one after another.

In an instant, Qiu Tianyi's pursuit of him by name was also brought into song Qingshu's mind, and the context was immediately clear.

"In order to repay Qiu Tianyi's favor, did you bother me? Oh, do you think I can be bullied? "

Song Qingshu knew the purpose of these peerless strong men in front of him. His face was as cold as ice, and he said coldly.

With the words of song Qingshu, there was a huge murderous spirit soaked in the thunder sea.

The virtual shadow of the heavenly soldiers who came to kill song Qingshu was patted into a pool of streamer by the killing intention, and the Witon of the heavenly thunder was suppressed.

"It's just a weak friar who just crossed the border and turned into a God. What spectrum do you still put in front of me? I'll kill you, what can you do! "

The unicorn headed monk has not yet spoken.

A monk who had been sneering at Song Qingshu from the beginning looked at Song Qingshu and scolded.

The friar practiced the pupil method. His pupils were crystal clear and transparent. There was inexplicable rosy clouds filled it. For a while, his blood was as red as the sun and for a while, it was as blue as the moon. Between his eyes and eyes, there was no supreme power.

It can be seen that although the friar is crazy, he really has arrogant capital.

Among the hundred strong men on the road to immortality, there must be a place for him.

Unfortunately.

He is such a powerful monk, but he is still weak in Song Qingshu's view.

"But how dare the local dogs in the middle of the fifth heavy of God bark in front of me?"

"The word is determined! Thunderbolt! "

Song Qingshu looked at the friar with brilliant eyes and cheered coldly. Then he decided to make a decisive move with the word of soldier. At this time, 99 Tianlei, who was everywhere, turned into a divine general.

The God General's whole body was shining brightly. The thunder armor he wore almost made the void tremble and moan.

The thunderbolt gun in his hand pointed directly at the friar who practiced double pupil warfare,

Then he roared and broke the void for nine days. Then he came to the friar who practiced the double pupil combat method with tens of thousands of thunder.

With the rise and fall of song Qingshu in the disaster, the time and experience increased.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this natural disaster like a flood and beast has become a weapon of song Qingshu.

"Vertical son dare you!"

The friar who got the pupil method looked at the thunder general who killed himself, glared at Song Qingshu, and burst into infinite light in his pupils after drinking.

Boom, boom!

There were several concussions and fluctuations in the thunder. The friar who practiced the strange pupil method and the thunder war randomly imitated by song Qingshu will be killed.

"Wanhua kill!"

After Li ha finished the roar, in the eyes of the friar who specializes in pupil light, can released a great radiance and blew away to the thunder god who rushed at him.

"Kill!"

The thunder god roared in his throat, then waved the thunder god gun and stabbed the monk.

Poof.

The friar who specializes in pupil light was shattered in his eyes.

Then came a sad cry.

The Friar's head was smashed by a bullet, fresh blood splashed on the ground, and the yuan God was smashed by a thunderbolt.

Then the Thunder God took the Friar's head and fled. His blood was sprinkled in the thunder sea, and his figure disappeared.

The top 100 experts on the way to immortality didn't even touch a piece of song Qingshu's clothes, so they were directly killed by the thunder day who was imitated by song Qingshu.

"This... What kind of means is this..."

"With CAITONG's cultivation, even the strong ones who ordinary the eight gods may not be able to. What can he do? How can the thunder god be able to?"

"Qiu Tianyi's task is too difficult. Ladies and gentlemen, I'll go first!"

Looking at CAITONG's head splashing blood in the thunder sea, he originally surrounded song Qingshu. The evil friars immediately panicked.

After whispering for a few times, some of the monks fled through the void and dared not make enemies with song Qingshu again

A move to retreat from the crowd.