Chapter 716

"Ding, the system prompts that we are improving the realm of the Nine Emperor divine comedy. The progress is 50%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that we are improving the realm of Jiuhuang divine comedy. The progress is 60%. Please wait patiently."

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With the sound of systematic prompts in Song Qingshu's mind, the scene in front of song Qingshu changed greatly.

In a twinkling of an eye, song Qingshu came to a temple in the sky.

On the left and right sides of song Qingshu, there are four divine chairs, and a total of eight figures like the emperor of heaven sit on the divine chairs. Without saying a word, there is supreme authority.

Song Qingshu stands at the top of the temple and is surrounded by eight other divine chairs, just like the stars holding the moon.

Song Qingshu was wearing a chaotic dragon dress embroidered with a ten clawed golden dragon, with red fire glazed beads on his head. There was an inexplicable smell of Avenue from it.

Song Qingshu sits on the golden God chair, like the only God Emperor of the thirty-six heaven, overlooking everything in the world, opening his eyes for the day, closing his eyes for the day.

In front of song Qingshu, there were ghosts and ghosts kneeling on the ground and armored soldiers with iron guns and steel armor.

There are thousands of ghosts and ghosts surrounded by the rules of the avenue. At this time, they sing together in a low voice, sometimes deep and sometimes passionate, just like the Dharma at the beginning of the day.

And the armored troops with iron guns also kept beating the ground with their iron guns. The sound of the impact between the iron guns and the ground was continuous, just like the sound of thunder.

The sounds of the two blend perfectly. In the temple, they seem to have passed through the constraints of time and space, and spread to the ears of song Qingshu everywhere.

Song Qingshu's ears heard this extraordinary grand and solemn chant and roar. He felt it and unconsciously took a great step on the avenue of rhythm.

"Ding, the system prompts that we are improving the realm of the Nine Emperor divine comedy. The progress is 80%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that we are improving the realm of Jiuhuang divine comedy. The progress is 99%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the Nine Emperor divine comedy has been upgraded. Now the realm is perfect!"

"Boom!"

With the last sound in Song Qingshu's mind, the system prompts the sound.

In the phantom temple, he also heard a loud noise. The sound of the iron armor army and the ghost of gods and demons in the temple perfectly blended, and finally turned into a sound of avalanche.

Boom.

This is the rhythm vibration of the avenue level, and the souls of the shocked people are about to collapse.

Song Qingshu felt a kind of atmosphere and a kind of ancient meaning in this avenue level rhythm vibration.

If it is hidden, the heaven and earth resonate with thousands of worlds, and the voices of the gods sing from the dome.

Song Qingshu sneered, shook his head, dispersed the sound and trembling sound around his ears, and the scenery in his eyes recovered as before.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and had a God in his eyes, like two torches burning in them.

So far.

Song Qingshu thoroughly understood the extreme way of the Nine Emperors Divine Comedy and successfully integrated it into the black-and-white yin-yang diagram behind him, which added a trace of charm to the Tai Chi diagram and made it even more powerful.

Song Qingshu raised a smile at his mouth and looked up at the sky. The moonlight was hazy. There were faint floating clouds floating in the sky, covering the moonlight for a minute.

"Ding, the system prompts that a very strong person approaches the host, and the person who comes has the intention of killing. Please deal with it carefully."

As soon as song Qingshu wanted to stand up and stretch, the prompt of the system burst in Song Qingshu's ear.

Song Qingshu disagreed, still with a slight smile on his mouth.

Song Qingshu's current strength is not the strongest in the second God pass, but it is enough to make him run rampant. How can he pay attention to several small thieves who are addicted to profit?

"Whew!"

At this time, a sharp immortal awn suddenly broke through the void, stabbed like thunder, and took the back of song Qingshu sitting in the courtyard.

As the system said, someone came to assassinate him.

Song Qingshu stood up upright, his armor clanged all over, and shook out a great road light. He resisted the immortal awn and directly wiped it out.

The immortal awn dissipated, and the Raider was still reluctant. He only heard a light scold, like the sound of a flood breaking the dike.

Under the bright moon, the place where song Qingshu stood was hazy, with chaotic fog mixed with thunder and lightning surging down, covering the sky and the earth.

"Who is it?"

Song Qingshu took the divine melody of the Nine Emperors as the sound, and gave a shout, like the crowing of Taoism and Dharma.

With the sound of Taoist Hongti shaking in the sky, a dark shadow fell between the sky, the flesh cracked and blood splashed.

As soon as song Qingshu spoke, he directly drank and killed a top strong man. The power of the Nine Emperor divine comedy can be seen.

Song Qingshu's mind sweeps out and finds that a smoke maze has been set up around his residence, covering everything about Zhou Wei, song Qingshu's residence.

After cutting off song Qingshu's contact with the outside world, the experts came out together and wanted to kill song Qingshu here.

Under the bright moon, a black cloud floated by.

The monks in the houses around Song Qingshu felt extremely depressed, and countless people felt frightened.

After feeling depressed, those practitioners couldn't help looking at Song Qingshu's house, but they didn't see anything, only misty smoke.

I don't know how long it took.

There was a loud noise in the courtyard where song Qingshu was located. The smoke lost Dharma array was directly torn open by song Qingshu's meat palm. The chaotic atmosphere in the Dharma array burst out like a tsunami.

The breath of chaos passed through the void and made a very harsh rumble.

The chaotic breath gushed out from the misty smoke array and washed like a tide. Many buildings in the second God pass directly turned into fly ash.

With the disappearance of the buildings, one sad scream after another came, and the blood rained, and the monks around Song Qingshu were affected.

"Poof!"

In the hazy moonlight, many people saw song Qingshu shooting one after another like thunder.

He rushed from the chaotic mist and turned into floating light fighting the four fields. His body was covered with other people's blood. Song Qingshu was bloodthirsty and crazy.

"Who have you been assigned? The speaker does not kill! "

Song Qingshu killed everywhere like an immortal god of war, holding a long dark gold gun. The gun went to the sky and killed to an appalling extent.

From the blood of song Qingshu, I'm afraid the battle has lasted for quite a long time. It was not discovered until it became white hot.

However, no one replied to his message, just like a string puppet. There was no emotional fluctuation, and only knew how to fight with song Qingshu.

"Hum, is it just a puppet controlled by others? Where is Allah? "

Song Qingshu smiled coldly and spoke indifferently. He drank the divine music of the Nine Emperors and directly smashed several people's flesh like steel.