Chapter 793

Song Qingshu leaned out his right hand and caught Li Qiong's brilliant whip with a bang.

Beating the divine whip has bred a God. The God respected the virtual shadow and came with a dragon. It was extremely powerful and terrible.

Song Qing recited the word "Military" at the mouth of the book and wanted to subdue it, but the gods in the whip did not obey and did not give Song Qing the opportunity to subdue it.

"Hum! Do not know good or bad! "

The palm of song Qingshu's right hand worked secretly. Hearing a click, he forcibly broke the whip, and the gods were directly crushed.

The magic whip is made of divine materials, but the song Qingshu is folded very lightly. The broken edges and corners are more difficult to hurt the song Qingshu's flesh and blood.

Seeing this scene, all the people present were in a daze, took a breath secretly, and sighed one after another. What a terrible body must this be to make song Qingshu create such a scene?

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Song Qing's eyebrows flashed in her heart, and a black-and-white Tai Chi picture flew out of it.

The Tai Chi diagram zooms in quickly to block out the sky and the sun. Regular breath lines fall on the diagram. The breath turns into a chain, and the stars change. In an instant, it comes to Li Qiong's head.

Song Qingshu summoned the black-and-white Tai Chi map, not to stop the city master's footsteps, but to kill his enemy. He was afraid that Li Qiong would escape.

Boom!

When a roar came, it was like the earth was falling apart. The Tai Chi diagram was turning. There were thousands of stars hanging on the diagram, killing hundreds of millions of wisps.

After being baptized by heaven's calamity, now inside the Taiji diagram is a vast cosmic star sea.

Nirvana Phoenix strikes three thousand boundaries.

Kunpeng spread his wings and roared in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he took Li Qiong in.

In the Tai Chi picture, the sea of stars is churning, and all kinds of roads flow regularly. It can be called the Hongmeng scenery at the beginning of the day.

"Li Qiong, do you have anything else to say?"

Song Qingshu looked at the commander of the general army on the dividing line of yin and Yang, as if the ancient god had spoken leisurely, as if he were interrogating.

Kneeling in the Tai Chi diagram, Li Qiong had lost everything that a chief soldier should have. He begged for mercy in great panic:

"I will! I'll do it! Everything is my fault. I'm too arrogant. Song Daoyou, I just want you to spare my life... "

Song Qingshu sneered:

"Coincidentally, I just want you to do one thing. If you can do it, it doesn't hurt to let you go."

Hearing that there was still a turn for the better, Li Qiong quickly nodded and said in a trembling voice:

"Song Daoyou said that as long as I can do it, Li Qiong will not refuse!"

Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction:

"That's great. The thing I want you to do is -- die!"

Song Qingshu flicked his fingers, and the Tai Chi picture shook slightly. The Yin and Yang in the picture moved like a millstone, crushing everything in the picture.

Poof!

A mass of robbery ash slowly falls in the Tai Chi diagram. There is nothing else except this dark robbery ash.

Li Qiong, commander of the general army, has become a piece of dust?

Looking at the looted ashes, all the people present fell into a dead silence. After a long time, someone took the lead and broke the tranquility here with an exclamation:

"Even if Li Qiong didn't enter the realm of the Holy Lord of orange fire, he was very close. As a result, he died like this. After nearly a thousand years of Taoist practice, he became empty once..."

Although there are only differences in color among the six different sacred fires, the world still lists the people who ignite different sacred fires into different ranks.

Red fire is the bully.

Orange fire is holy.

Yellow fire is the religion.

Respect green fire.

Green fire is the emperor.

Blue fire hypocrite!

Li Qiong's flame is about to degenerate into orange fire, so it can almost be called the LORD by the world!

But such a top figure is still easily killed by song Qingshu. How strong is this song Qingshu now?

At the thought of this, everyone present is numb. Don't think about it. Everyone knows it.

From today on, I'm afraid that most of the immortals in the second Shenguan can compete with song Qingshu.

Meat and wine monks and other generations should also step aside. They are no longer qualified.

The black-and-white Tai Chi picture flew back to the top of song Qingshu's head, and various Avenue rules emerged. The willow catkins like Xinghe Dao protected song Qingshu below.

"Song Qingshu, don't really make it too difficult for me."

The city Lord sighed, and the sound of God thought came, hoping that song Qingshu could stop at this point.

"Kill a few more and stop."

Song Qingshu smiled, then rose up in the air, took a step in the void and went straight to a direction.

In the direction of song Qingshu's advance, there are seven or eight figures, which are the alien under the emperor.

Seeing song Qingshu walking against the Tai Chi diagram, these alien strongmen changed their colors one by one.

They restrained the fluctuation of their thoughts and thought they had been particularly low-key, but song Qingshu found that they had nothing to hide.

"Go!"

The alien strongman with three heads shouted, and then tore through the void. He planned to cross the void and go away. He didn't dare song Qingshu to face up.

"Can you still go? Everyone has to die! "

Song Qingshu drank and scolded loudly, killing the sky.

"Miss, that's the son of the emperor."

Miss yun'er has long been the overlord and powerful. She has divine knowledge and channeling. She noticed the emperor's men and horses and hurried to speak to the star picking fairy.

The fairy who picked up the star nodded and signaled to know. Then she turned into a burst of Fairy Light and disappeared, emerging in front of song Qingshu:

"Brother song, anything can be discussed. I'm all these people..."

The star picking fairy smiled and blocked song Qingshu's way. Suddenly, she didn't know why song Qingshu wanted to kill them.

But.

For some reasons, the star picking fairy just didn't want to see the emperor's men and horses die in front of her.

"Go away!"

Song Qingshu urged Lei Ling Fengshen's legs, stepped on the clouds and rain, dreamily avoided the interception of the star picking fairy and came to the front.

"The word is determined! Four great tripods! "

With a roar, the four huge tripods floated out.

Song Qingshu engraved the Tai Chi picture on his head in the square giant tripod, and let the giant tripod hit the front with infinite killing intention!

The giant tripod is engraved with a black-and-white Tai Chi diagram, which turns into an extremely terrible killing weapon in the realm of divine light.

The huge tripod smashed away, and the void suddenly collapsed. Two people in the void channel were shocked out, covered in flesh and blood.

The regular breath of Tai Chi in the tripod broke their muscles and bones, and turned into two blood fog after a scream.

Everyone present was terrified.

The power of this huge square tripod is too terrible. I don't know whether it's the power of the tripod or the Tai Chi in the tripod is too terrible.

Just the regular breath in front of it, like a waterfall, smashed the existence of the two overlords. How majestic and frightening is this?

"It's just the soldiers of Tao and thought, not the tripod of entity. How can you have such divine power? This, how is this possible! "

It was unbelievable that the onlookers spoke one after another.

Song Qingshu looked at his giant tripod and nodded with satisfaction. The combination of Tai Chi map and giant tripod can be said to be the combination of black-and-white Tai Chi map and military word decision.

Originally, song Qingshu just wanted to have a try, but he didn't want to have such a terrible power. It's really an unexpected harvest.