Chapter 883

"Old man, it's your turn now“

Song Qingshu pointed to the great elder of Xuanyuan sect and said, "it's cold.".

Several elders in the holy land of Xuanyuan sect couldn't hang their faces. Song Qingshu slaughtered their younger generation here, but they couldn't stop it. It's really a shameless thing.

"With us here, you'd better put away your arrogance! Otherwise, I'll show you what a strong man in the holy land is! "

Several elders of Xuanyuan sect shouted in a cold voice.

"Holy land? Is it great? "

Song Qingshu looked at the elders with contempt on his face and strode forward.

"Kill him“

The great elder of Xuanyuan sect is dishevelled. He is really mad by Song Qing's book.

Just when several elders of Xuanyuan sect were about to start, song Qingshu had already started!

"Boom!"

A terrible wave broke out in Song Qingshu. The rules of the avenue, dark cyan spears and Sifang giant tripods were displayed at the same time, which shocked several people out.

"Kill!"

Then song Qingshu held a dark blue spear and pierced forward. No one can meet the front, because song Qingshu's has broken through the limit of speed.

"Poof!"

He suddenly pierced the great hole of Xuanyuan sect. Although the great elder of Xuanyuan sect was a peak of the holy land, he could not stop the peerless edge of song Qingshu.

"Boom!"

At this time, song Qingshu stimulated the blood force in his body. His whole body was radiant. The brilliance of golden thunder was burning like a divine flame. He was like an ancient god of war, which made people tremble.

"You... Put down the elder“

Seeing this, the elders of the Holy Land rushed over at once.

The elder of Xuanyuan sect didn't die. He struggled on the dark blue spear to get rid of it.

Song Qingshu strode towards the gate of the tenth God pass. Hundreds of feet away, he threw his spear fiercely. The dark blue spear turned into a light and took the great elder of Xuanyuan sect through the air.

"Poof!"

The dark blue spear, like lightning, directly inserted into the city gate, trembled constantly, and the great elder of Xuanyuan sect was nailed to it.

The dark blue spear was like a flash of lightning. It cut through the sky and shone brightly. It was nailed to the gate building with the great elder of Xuanyuan sect. He shouted up to the sky. His blood flowed long, but it was difficult to move.

The spear shaft is trembling gently. Under the sunlight, it flows with a frightening cold light, just like the peerless weapon of the God of war, which can not be shaken.

If blood falls on the ground, the sound is not big, but it frightens the people. Everyone is tongue tied and afraid.

Time seemed to solidify, quiet to the extreme, only the sound of blood dripping on the ground, but the huge city was silent, and everyone held their breath.

At this moment, everyone had a chill in their hearts. The biting cool air disappeared into their bodies, and everyone was restrained!

Song Qingshu was so brave that he stood hundreds of feet away and threw a dark blue spear. It was thousands of meters away. He nailed the elder students of Xuanyuan sect to the gate. It was really shocking. It was also beating the face of Xuanyuan sect!

"This... Is... Terrible!"

"Song Qingshu's fighting power is really terrible. The strong who has entered the realm of God with one foot can't stop him. Let him go into a deserted place and penetrate himself!"

"It's song Qingshu who made a big fuss about the second God pass two years ago!"

After a short silence, a noise sounded and people talked one after another.

At this time, the great elder of Xuanyuan sect was dishevelled, and his dark blue spear ran through his chest and inserted into the wall. He was cold hearted and extremely frightened. He never thought he would have such a day.

Most of the great elder of Xuanyuan sect was red with blood. The dark cyan was destroying his vitality, and his life was passing quickly. He cried in fear: "no, let me down and save me!"

"Brush!"

This time.

A big black crack appeared in the void. An elder at the peak of the holy land of Xuanyuan sect used his secret skills to cross the void and appeared on the gate to save the elder.

"Buzz!"

Song Qingshu looked at the crack in the void and came first. Holding Chunjun sword in his right hand, he chopped it down with a sword. The rules and qualifications of the road and the "wasteland" on the sword body twisted and collapsed the void.

"Bang!"

Then song Qingshu was in his left hand. The power of blood and blood wrapped around his left hand with golden thunder and turned into a huge golden hand. Like Wanjun mountain, he directly slapped the elder at the peak of the Holy Land and vomited blood!

The elder was shocked. If his strength was not weak, this blow would be enough to break him to pieces.

"I'll kill him. Who can stop it?"

Song Qingshu looked cold and looked around. "Bang" pulled out the dark blue spear.

His black hair was flying, his eyes were shining brightly, holding the spear with one hand and pointing obliquely to the South sky. The dark cyan and golden brilliance flowed. The spear edge was cold and dazzling. The great elder of Xuanyuan sect was stabbed on it, his face was like death ash, gnashing his teeth, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

"You..."

The strong man shot by song Qingshu was very angry at this scene!

At the same time, he was awe inspiring. Song Qingshu's strength was detached, and the leapfrog battle was very easy. He had heard of it for a long time, but he still felt bursts of horror in the face of this pressure.

Jiang ran, the strongman at the top of his holy land, was beaten like a fly by song Qingshu, which made him lose face and hated song Qingshu!

"Buzz!"

Then the elder was full of light and his true Qi was as deep as the sea. Suddenly, his true Qi surged towards song Qingshu, overwhelming him to drown and suppress him.

"Boom!"

Song Qing's book list is armed with a spear and carries the great elder of Xuanyuan sect. The other hand blows out like a huge wave hitting the sky!

The golden fist pierced the endless Qi, tore open a terrible crack, and the flaming golden awn cut forward like a sky knife.

"Bang!"

The elder at the peak of the Holy Land flew out in an instant. The golden blood could change his mana and shake his mind.

Song Qingshu shook the elders at the peak of the Holy Land and remained firm.

In the void of independence, even the clothes were not raised, and they were as stable as Mount Tai. Such combat power changed the color of many immortals.

"What did song Qingshu experience in the year when he disappeared? How could he become so strong? Even the strong at the top of the holy land is not his opponent!"

"Song Qingshu is really terrible. With the power of one person, he regrets the elders of the whole Xuanyuan sect. He should be unparalleled in bravery!"

"But if this goes on, it will eventually lead to the strong Shenjing of Xuanyuan sect. What should song Qingshu do then?"

In the area of the gate of the tenth God pass, there are human immortals, demons and spirits, human shadows everywhere, and everyone's heart is beating quietly.