A brush.

With song Qingshu waving his sleeve.

An incomparably profound artistic conception of Kun is directly shrouded in this Feitian restaurant.

Then the artistic conception of Kun condensed into a very bright spot, and the figures of song Qingshu and meditation friars no longer exist.

Looking at the figure of song Qingshu and others disappearing into the flying restaurant, the Chinese character man with a smile suddenly changed his face, and a very dignified look appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Self world? "Heaven and earth in your sleeve?"

"Song Qingshu, are you really so strong..."

The man in Chinese stood up and looked at the light spot where song Qingshu and others disappeared. He hesitated again and again. He didn't know whether to use his magic power to sneak into the light spot and go to find out.

"Amitabha, benefactor, it's just the so-called watching on the wall. Some flowers can open after waiting. There's no need to do it deliberately."

"If you care too much, you will get angry and do no good."

Just when the man in Chinese clothes got tangled, the monk with tangled hair tore off a mouthful of dragon meat full of grease and admonished the man in Chinese clothes.

Wen Yan said so.

The man in Chinese couldn't help laughing. After saluting the greasy monk, he went straight back to his table, sipping tea and waiting for the end.

Like the men in Chinese clothes, there are still many monks who are against the result of song Qingshu's battle.

But as strong as men in Chinese clothes, they dare not go too deep. Naturally, no one in Feitian restaurant dares to act rashly, and they tacitly eat vegetables.

……

"Where is this?"

"Shouldn't we be in Feitian restaurant? Who brought us here! "

In a twinkling of an eye, more than 20 people, such as meditation monks, appeared on an incomparably magnificent mountain.

That majestic high mountain rushed straight into the sky. It was extremely magnificent. There were thousands of white waterfalls falling from the sky on the top of the mountain.

Fairy deer and birds are surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds. The weather is extremely extraordinary, just like a fairyland.

But at this time, the meditation friars did not have the interest to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but looked at each other and didn't know what happened.

"Welcome to my world."

"There are thousands of mountains and rivers here. It is a beautiful place on earth and the most sacred place for burying bones! You geniuses, don't you pick two places? "

Just before the meditation friar had made the facts clear.

The sound of song Qingshu's sneering words came from the top of the highest mountain on this sacred mountain and blew up in the minds of meditation monks and others.

"What did he say! Is the world his? "

"Isn't it that people who have reached the realm of divine light can draw up their own world! How can he? "

"He is too strong."

Listening to song Qingshu's words, more than 20 monks who didn't pay attention to him immediately burst into a pot, and the discussion continued. Some people were frightened and others were excited.

After a word, song Qingshu no longer talks nonsense.

He stood on the top of Shenyue mountain, and without any hesitation, he released the powerful yuan God war Qi in his body.

Boom!

Song Qingshu's vitality suddenly swept across thousands of mountains and seas like a surging ocean, and then swept across the vast land.

The black hair on the top of song Qingshu is like a waterfall, and its eyes are like a cold light.

Although he was standing there alone, there was a roaring murderous spirit, which had the atmosphere of swallowing thousands of miles.

At this time, song Qingshu is several times more powerful than that in Feitian restaurant. He can be called a God and looks at the world.

"Kill!"

Under the threat of the smell of song Qingshu, these people who besieged song Qingshu immediately realized that it was bad.

Then they stopped thinking about others and chose to do it together.

The blood god's clothes cover the sky and block out the sun. The falling seal directly sinks into the sky. The red blood god's sword cuts off the earth. All kinds of sacred vessels fly for a time, which is terrible!

And the most terrible thing is.

Among the countless artifacts that killed song Qingshu, several more powerful immortal artifacts directly exploded.

The sound waves generated by the explosion cracked the void, and the countless hills around Shenyue turned into powder and disappeared.

Such a terrible impact can definitely kill most of the top experts in the first God level in an instant. This is a ruthless killer.

Under the roar of fairy tools.

Just in a flash, an area the size of a thousand miles in the world of song Qingshu was razed to the ground in one breath.

The mountains disappeared, the rivers dried up, the earth sank thousands of feet, and there was no grass on the thousands of miles plain. Except for the void, nothing existed within a thousand miles.

Those immortal weapons detonated by people are the handed down treasures of countless families, which they obtained after collecting and scraping on the road to immortality for a long time.

Then they were taken to the immortals by these people and regarded as second life. Up to now, they all sacrificed to song Qingshu at the first time, which shows their determination to kill song Qingshu.

If you don't do it, you're done.

A move is a thunderbolt. We will never leave behind.

These people deserve to be one of the strongest people on the way to immortality. They are all fighting ghosts. They don't want to leave song Qingshu any hope.

Someone else is here.

Even those who have been in the realm of divine light for many years will die under the roar of immortal tools.

Because this immortal weapon's roaring killing move is too fierce, too fast and too fierce to avoid.

After all, who can surpass the brilliance of the broken immortal weapon in the realm of Huashen? There is no answer to this question. Even the rebirth of the great emperor can't do such a crazy move.

But song Qingshu is an exception.

"Lei Ling Fengshen leg! Misty clouds! Black and white Tai Chi diagram! "

Song Qingshu moved slightly.

In the twinkling of an eye, thunder arc light appeared under the legs, the body was surrounded by clouds, and the flesh appeared in black and white.

One is the peak of speed, the other is the peak of body method, and the other is the peak of understanding the avenue.

When the three peaks were organically combined by song Qingshu.

With a roar, song Qingshu disappeared directly. He didn't even leave a residual shadow, which was faster than the floating light!

Soon, the broken pieces of immortal tools and the sound waves all over the sky can't kill song Qingshu.

Today, song Qingshu has practiced speed to a state of ecstasy. When he is walking through, time seems to freeze directly.

As soon as he turned around, song Qingshu came directly to a thousand miles away, stood quietly on a mountain peak, and looked at this terrible scene with indifference.

"Hello! Don't you know I'm out? It's pleasant to play, but they are more stupid than pigs. "

Song Qingshu looked at the desperate bombardment of the meditation monk and others on his just standing position, sneered, and then shouted. The voice was full of irony.

The meditation friars and others turned around when they heard the speech and looked at Song Qingshu like ghosts.