Four fields and eight directions.

There are huge trees towering into the sky and clouds. The wood trunk is thick like Shenfeng mountain, and its wood branches coil around the wood trunk like mang dragon. The wood branches wind to the sky, green and green.

This ancient sacred tree one after another has pressed down most of the mountains of the Taigu Taoist temple. It is incomparably handsome.

At this time, there were wild animals running rampant in the Taigu Taoist field. The beast king crossed the ground and brought up clouds one after another, making the Taigu Taoist field more and more vast.

It is clear that this Taigu road field is a primitive ancient land, not a Penglai fairyland.

An eight winged Golden Dragon roared across the sky.

The emerald Phoenix and Phoenix chirp for nine days.

Once in a while, animal kings such as golden dragon, Luan and Phoenix appear, which is the boundless holy power. The towering trend directly shocked the Taigu Taoist temple.

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"Song Daoyou, it's really fate. Now we meet again. It's really where we don't meet in life."

The old man who had been searching for song Qingshu's figure in the Taigu Taoist temple finally found him. Looking at Song Qingshu, he raised a joking smile at the corners of his mouth.

"How did you come here?"

Song Qingshu asked with an icy expression.

At the moment of asking this question, song Qingshu suddenly thought of Li Qiong, the chief soldier of the second Shenguan.

Although this is only song Qingshu's first intuition, song Qingshu firmly believes that these old men can come here without Li Qiong's help and assistance.

It seems that the second Shenguan is more complicated than song Qingshu. There is no so-called good kind at all.

Facing the problem of song Qingshu, the group of old people naturally could not really shake out Li Qiong's name, but very casually shifted the topic.

An old man came forward, looked at Song Qingshu, raised a flattering smile on his mouth and said:

"Compared with those, song Qingshu, what I want to say is that I cherish that you are a talent. Wouldn't it be a pity if you buried it?"

Song Qingshu heard that he was speechless and looked at the old man. His eyes were full of cold and impatience. It seemed that he would thunder at any time.

Regardless of song Qingshu's expression, the old man still took care of himself and said:

"We, the emperor's son, are the most powerful people who have the spirit to swallow the boundless universe. If you are willing to surrender, you must have a place under your command in the future."

"What you said is very true. Song Qingshu, let me ask you one last question. Are you willing to serve us with the source gas of heaven and several imperial scriptures?"

Wen Yan.

All the patience of song Qingshu was wiped out, and his words were immediately infected with layers of killing intention:

"Presumptuous!"

"You God's dog legs have dared to break into the Taigu Taoist temple since you came here before you became immortal. You have committed a great disaster of killing yourself and dare to bark. It's shameless!"

One of the elders shrugged his shoulders, his face was very flat, and said disdainfully:

"The so-called rules are meant to be broken. Whether you agree or not, this is the reality, and you can only accept it."

Hearing this, song Qingshu kept silent and let his black hair dance wildly in the wind. His eyes were as cold as electricity. Facing these old people, his murderous spirit surged like a tsunami.

Seeing song Qingshu's anger, one of the elders snorted coldly and said:

"So rigid and inflexible, song Qingshu, no wonder you are not recognized by heaven and earth and accepted by the source Qi of heaven and earth."

"You are destined to be a supporting role in your life. If you want to win the way, I advise you not to overestimate your strength!"

At this point, song Qingshu's face changed again, became colder, and looked more flat, like a piece of cold ice:

"Swallow finch!"

"It's just emperor Cheng. Does anyone need to recognize it? What kind of recognition is nothing in my eyes. What can you understand? "

Brush it.

These foreign kings disguised as old men were killed around Song Qingshu. The leader not only sneered:

"Why can't I understand?"

"Now you are about to ignite the divine fire and enter the realm of the strong. The second God pass has few enemies. You can kill the strong and kill the heroes."

"However, as long as we are here today, you will have no hope and can't light the fire. Now, let you recognize the reality."

Song Qingshu no longer suppressed his anger. His figure turned into a streamer and killed several foreign kings:

"Come to war!"

Boom!

A harsh roar came from the sky, and song Qingshu and these foreign kings launched a fierce war.

They went from a beautiful mountain to another dead swamp, fought from the swamp to the sky, and returned to the world again.

In the process of fierce battle, song Qingshu and these alien strongmen jointly destroyed many manghuang mountains and startled one ancient beast after another.

The eight winged golden dragon was lifted up by the aftermath of the battle and smashed a mountain.

The emerald Phoenix was cut by a burst of magic magnetism, the body was broken into two sections, and the blood spilled, like a blood rain on the earth

"Song Qingshu, you are really strong, even beyond my initial expectations, but since we dare to fight, how can there be no way to deal with you?"

An alien King retreated after being shocked by song Qingshu's fist. Jie smiled several times. At this time, his face was hideous and terrible without concealment, revealing his true face.

The alien king is far from as old as he looks. He is a powerful terrorist monster.

It has a human body, but it carries three heads on its shoulders, which makes people shudder at the sight.

The head in the middle is the human head. There are fine green scales on the human face. The fangs turn out, and there is a head of green hair. It looks very terrible.

On the left side of the head, there was a Silver Tiger's head. The tiger's head was thick and looked fierce and evil. The tiger's head opened a big mouth of a blood basin, with layers of murderous gas gushing from its mouth.

On the right shoulder of the alien strongman, there was a crow head. The head was as dark as night, and the eyes opened, and a burst of black fog rolled in.

There was a terrible smell of death in the thick black fog. The crow's head opened and screamed like a death knell.

In addition to the three alien kings, the others are also strange non-human people with strange shapes, some are Cyclops and some are red haired lions.

These alien kings are terrible races in the depths of the way to immortality. Each race has earth shaking magical powers and magic methods, which are simply unfathomable.

As the capable generals of the emperor, none of them is ordinary. It can be said that everyone can kill the powerful and powerful.

"Kill God ancient array!"

After roaring together, these alien kings evolved an extremely terrible array called the ancient array of killing gods.

The formation is not complete, but there is already a smell of chaos floating on it. The figure of an ancient fairy looms on the formation and looks terrible.

"Is this your source of confidence?"

Song Qingshu looked at the huge array without emotional fluctuation. He looked at the strong men of other nationalities and said.