Chapter 615

"Even if I deceive you, what can you do?"

Song Qingshu took another step, and the sky trembled. The killing intention all over the sky was surging like waves, which made Qingxue sweat all over.

Qingxue faintly saw the terrible scene of Shura and blood all over the ground.

Boom!

Song Qingshu waved his palm, and a pair of giant palms full of Avenue mist appeared between Tianyu. The palm intention exploded, and Tianyu was shattered.

A dull crack.

The giant palm waved half of Qingxue's body and beat it to pieces.

"Ah!"

"Damn it, song Qingshu! Even if I fight this life, I will take you away! "

Qingxue covers half of her body with her hand and cries out in pain.

Then he cleared the snow and pointed. He clicked on his arm and stopped the gurgling blood.

Then Qingxue took out a half foot long broken short sword from her storage bag, looked at Song Qingshu and shouted coldly.

"Ding, the system prompts that the broken dagger in Qingxue's hand contains strong curse power. Please be careful!"

Song Qingshu listened to the prompt sound of the system and couldn't help picking his sword eyebrow. His face showed a dignified look for the first time.

The power of curse is the most difficult to detect and guard against in the world. Even if you are at the peak of your skills, you still have to be obedient to the power of curse.

Facing the power of curse, there is no other good way except to break it face-to-face with great strength, so it is particularly difficult.

Even song Qingshu doesn't want to face this ghost.

"Kill my life, burn my body, curse from heaven, infinite killing intention!"

Qingxue points to song Qingshu with a broken short sword, and then calls while spitting blood.

In a short instant, Qingxue spat out dozens of mouthfuls of blood essence.

All the blood essence was sprinkled on the short blade. The short blade that absorbed the blood essence became blood red for a time, and then it looked very strange.

After spitting out the blood, Qingxue seemed to have lost half his life.

The white face was even more bloodless, whiter than rice paper. As her face turned white, Qingxue became very weak and obviously paid a painful price.

"You can't let him curse success!"

Song Qingshu looked at Qingxue's move and his heart trembled wildly. He knew that something very bad might happen next.

"Stop him! This is the last way we can kill him! If it doesn't work, we'll all die! "

Qingxue vomited a mouthful of blood, and then roared hysterically, with a shrill cry, just like the injured wolf king calling its people.

"Stop song Qingshu! Even if one person can only stop him for a moment! "

Meditation monk Li He, then all the people who still had combat ability surrounded song Qingshu at all costs. No matter how song Qingshu shot, he didn't step back.

"Avenue Dharma body!"

"Vajra falls a curse!"

"Fairy lock chain!"

……

The monks who surrounded song Qingshu used their most powerful moves to intercept song Qingshu and strive for the most important time for clearing the snow.

For a moment, the Golden Buddha came riding a green lion and recited the Buddha's words.

Unbreakable chains protruded from the void and bound around Song Qingshu.

"Get out of here!"

In the face of such powerful secrets, song Qingshu just drank and glanced coldly.

Boom.

The head of the green lion under the Buddha statue exploded, and the Golden Buddha statue broke a big hole in his chest, and then screamed miserably and fell down.

The iron chain is broken all over the sky, and the iron scraps after the iron chain is broken are scattered all over the sky.

As soon as he saw that he had broken the ten thousand dharmas, song Qingshu immediately raised his foot and stepped on it. A dull thud spread all over the mountains and the stars.

Then Qianshan collapsed, turned into powder and floated in the wind.

Then the stars fell, and the mountain like meteorites fell to the world.

Poof!

Under the light sound, several people were drunk and died, turning into a pool of blood mud.

The powerful and incomparable meditation friars and other generations united, and even song Qingshu couldn't resist it. However, they were beaten out in two seconds.

Although the two interest rates are short, they are enough.

In two breath time.

Qingxue takes out another villain woven with rotten cloth from the storage bag, and then dips his own blood to write the word song Qingshu in the center of the villain's eyebrows.

Then he raised the bloody broken sword and fiercely cut the villain's forehead.

"Die for me!"

Qingxue's face was completely pale at this time. With his ferocious smile, it seemed that he was like an evil ghost crawling out of the hell.

At this moment.

Song Qingshu felt an unspeakable sense of threat.

The sense of threat made his hair stand up, and the forehead bone on his head hurt. It seemed that a peerless blade was approaching and was about to stab into song Qingshu's skull.

And this sense of threat.

be close by!

Very suddenly!

This is the most vicious curse in the world. It is a deadly curse. Everyone is equal in front of it. There are only two possibilities: life or death!

At this point, song Qingshu knew the sea and shook.

Between the electric light and flint, song Qingshu's washing of the world of mortals is the excavated human treasure, which is all opened like an instinctive consciousness.

What heavenly eye, six senses and Ming Dynasty, emerged in the flesh and blood of song Qingshu, and God respected the world in its white bones.

A lotus student.

The sun and the moon tremble at the thought.

Under the threat of this extreme crisis, all these human treasures on Song Qingshu emerged at the first time!

Then song Qingshu's eyebrows and eyes were shining, and the Taoist eyes were wide open. A kind of singing came from it.

Then a colorful light shot out, split the void and cut off the terrible curse.

"Poof!"

The power of the curse was destroyed face to face, and Qingxue's heart was stirred to spit blood.

The villain in the palm of his hand directly turned into ash, and the broken dagger with blood red all over his body was directly broken, which hurt Qingxue's vitality.

"Don't kill me!"

Qingxue seven orifices bleeding, kneeling directly on the ground, his voice was so low that he called.

Song Qingshu said nothing, calmly stretched out his fingers and gently.

Poof, Qingxue's head exploded, and the little god hiding in his brain was wiped out into ashes.

"The strongest is dead. Are you going to accompany him? "

Song Qingshu smiled gently, looked at the meditation monks and other generations, and said with a smile like a ghost.

"What do you want to do? Are you really so happy to kill us..."

"Everything stays on the front line, song Qingshu. Can't I quit Dengxian road?"

"Or shall I help you hunt down the meditation monk? She deceives the public! It's time to kill! "

Now that the battle is over, the people here know that there is no suspense in the situation, except that the meditation friar runs away with Xia Ye's head like a lost dog.

Others all knelt in front of song Qingshu, kowtowed and begged for forgiveness.