The perfect combination of Taiji holy map and military word decision has produced a square giant tripod that is no longer ordinary.

The four square giant tripod is a square tripod with four feet and two ears. The tripod is engraved with Tai Chi. On the tripod wall, there are sun, moon, stars and rivers, as well as divine birds and animals.

Exotic flowers and plants coexist with bathing Fire Phoenix birds. Ancient ancestors and Jiutian knew that they were present together.

There are many patterns on the tripod, and all souls exist. Each scene is lifelike and full of chaos, which surprised the people present.

The strength and mystery of Sifang giant tripod affected everyone's nerves.

What was most unacceptable to all the people present was that such a tripod was just a soldier of Tao and thought created by song Qingshu's military character, not a real tripod.

If song Qingshu really wanted to make his own artifact, the tripod he picked up was so terrible.

How powerful should that be?

At the thought of this problem, the people present could not help but feel numb and creepy, and dared not think further.

"Die."

Song Qingshu manipulated the four huge tripods to smash into the void. Everywhere he went, the void collapsed and broke.

A snap.

The void passage burst open, and then the flesh bodies of two alien strongmen fell out of the void passage, which had turned into two pools of blood mud, and white bones were hard to find.

"Stop!"

The fairy who picked the stars flew to song Qingshu with an inch of starlight and blocked song Qingshu out, so that he had no chance to take another shot at the alien strongman.

Buzz!

Song Qingshu's figure stopped, and the blue spear clenched on his right hand shook violently, and the void at the spear edge opened slightly.

"Star picking fairy, let me ask you, do you want to fight for them?"

Song Qingshu holds a blue spear, which is awe inspiring. On his head is a huge square tripod engraved with a black-and-white Tai Chi diagram. The divine light is countless and surging.

The regular chain spilled from the tripod and shrouded song Qingshu, making it look very majestic.

"Brother song, you know, it's not easy for these people to light the fire. I don't know why brother song wants to take their lives, so I come here to ask."

The fairy who picked the stars said softly in the sky like a flying fairy.

Song Qingshu killed the emperor's people in front of her, that is, his allies in front of her, which made the star picking fairy not happy at all. She not only frowned tightly.

But.

Although she was angry, the star picking fairy still walked lightly and gracefully. Her frown relaxed, her eyebrows bent, and her eyes had an unspeakable aura.

"Do you want to ask, or the emperor?"

Holding a spear, song Qingshu took a very bad step forward. He looked as cold as ice and didn't give the star picking fairy any thin noodles.

"I want to ask. Naturally, Prince Huang wants to."

The star picking fairy was silent for a moment. Finally, she raised a bitter smile on her mouth and said helplessly.

Now that things have happened, the star picking fairy knows the power of song Qingshu.

Strong enough to make the star picking fairy have to move the name of emperor Zun in an attempt to suppress song Qingshu for a moment.

Wen Yan.

Song Qingshu nodded, looked at several foreign kings who had just fallen out of the void, and said coldly:

"They are not immortals of this generation, but people from the front. Their identity is suspicious. However, such people can enter the Taigu Taoist temple and kill me. It's really unforgivable."

"You are satisfied with such a reason!"

When the onlookers heard this, they took a breath of air-conditioning.

There are eight foreign kings, that is to say, eight powerful people who lit the divine fire have just joined hands to enter the Taoist arena to kill song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was able to avoid being blocked by eight people. This alone was enough to make him walk proudly and smash an inch of sky light.

A broken hand fell from the void.

This is the arm of the Yasha among the invisible alien kings. The cold light on the arm is extremely frightening.

Song Qingshu looked at the broken arm, and the smile on his face became more and more disdainful. He raised his left foot and planned to take the second step.

Just then, a low voice came:

"Song Qingshu, listen to my advice and the killing will stop."

The city Lord finally arrived here. He stood indifferently on Shenguan square, but there was a pool of blood under his feet.