Chapter 1422

With the improvement of cultivation, song Qingshu's nature of mind has naturally improved a lot, and few things can move him.

But now his eyes widened and he couldn't help muttering.

"Damn it, it's really evil."

In front of him was a handsome man. The man was dressed in a white robe. The white robe fluttered with the wind, and there was black metal liquid crawling outside his body.

Song Qingshu's sword was just split on a long sword in the man's hand. The long sword was in full bloom. There were a little golden lines on the white sword body. The extremely sharp breath came from it, and even the void was forced to crack by the breath.

At the moment, when the man stood in the void, the dark liquid on his other hand wriggled, and a long sword was formed in the twinkling of an eye.

As like as two peas in the book, the most amazing song is that the man and his looks are the same. If they are not in the light of the skin, they will have some strange metallic colors.

Even the invisible and pure Jun swords were imitated and vivid.

"Damn it, it's really evil."

When song Qingshu looked at the fake in front of him, the other party grinned, and a sound like metal friction came from his throat.

Seeing this scene, song Qingshu tightened his palm holding Chunjun sword.

I'm so handsome. If you want to imitate me, you should at least imitate my magnetic voice. Is this male duck's voice interesting?

Although dissatisfied, song Qingshu took a few deep breaths, forcibly calmed his mood and restrained his desire to do it.

His eyes were cold and he was staring at the back of the fake.

Even if you dare to imitate yourself, you can't run away from Yan Luo, who has been with you for a long time in this small world?

Sure enough, just as song Qingshu stared at the void, a roar came from it. Although nothing appeared, song Qingshu's guess was almost confirmed.

"Roar!"

After the roar, the fake song Qingshu seemed to have received some call, and there was no change in his divine power. His whole body had rushed out on the void, and the two long swords in his hand were cut straight to song Qingshu's body.

"Choke!"

The Four Swords intersected and felt each other's strength. Song Qingshu sneered: "learning is not like learning!"

At the moment of fighting again, song Qingshu has confirmed that the fake metal man is the derivative in the small world, which is estimated to be related to the backers of those metal monsters.

Although his strength has been seven or eight times stronger, he has only learned some forms, but there are irreparable disadvantages inside.

That is the use of divine power. Although the metal man has amazing strength and can use a little divine power, it is much worse than the real skill. How can the strength of a simple metal body be compared with the terrible physical body and divine power in Song Qing's books.

Seeing that the metal man was so unbearable, song Qingshu moved in his heart and turned into a big net with his mind. No matter how he chopped, he couldn't hurt the invisible.

At the next moment, the pure Jun sword in Song Qingshu's hand tilted upward, unexpectedly did not attack the metal man, but cleaved to the void above.

"Choke!"

The fire was shining everywhere. In the void, a huge claw half the size of a man was hit by song Qingshu. Then a huge creature waved its wings and finally stabilized itself in the air.

"Tut Tut, it's like learning from Yama."

Looking at the flying fake hell, song Qingshu chuckled, and then the whole person flashed behind each other, cold humming.

"But no divine power is your biggest disadvantage!"

The magic power surged, and the lightning flash on the Chunjun sword in Song Qingshu's hand. The next moment, the sword body had crossed the space and came to the head of the fake hell.

"Yi!"

The harsh sound of friction came, and song Qingshu's sword was directly inserted into the head of false hell.

However, just when the sword body was not in general, song Qingshu felt a slight movement in his heart, and the whole person stepped on the backbone of the false hell.

"Choke!"

At the moment song Qingshu jumped up, another sound of metal collision came, but it had nothing to do with him.

I saw a dark scorpion tail directly inserted into the fake Yan Luo, and the fake Yan Luo with a huge gap on his head did not stop. He pulled out his tail and took a claw at Song Qingshu.

This painless and hesitant attack gave song Qingshu a headache. In order to meet the behind the scenes, he really didn't want to spend too much magic power on the two minions at the moment.

But the two fake materials were strong enough to heal automatically, which made him a little upset.

When song Qingshu was considering whether to use more divine power to destroy the two fakes at one breath, a harsh roar came. He saw that the fake song Qingshu that should have been in the invisible package had escaped from it.

Seeing the other party's metal body wriggling like liquid, song Qingshu's headache went to a higher level again.

"Fortunately, these two fakes can't use divine power, otherwise it will be more troublesome."

Song Qingshu muttered, thought about it, and decided to break the two fakes into pieces by force.

But before he attacked, his face changed, and the invisible big net suddenly retracted and wrapped song Qingshu in it again.

At the next moment, the creeping invisible suddenly turned into crystal. Song Qingshu's face was a little ugly. I saw that there were more than a dozen metal spiders with big stomachs in the metal ocean below.

At the moment, the stomachs of these metal spiders were all broken, and more than a dozen bison sized balls flew rapidly into the air.

"Boom!"

In these balls, when song Qingshu was only a hundred feet away, a deafening explosion came, and the metal ocean was concave for nearly a thousand feet in an instant. At the center of the explosion, the smoke from the Taoist gold line continued to chop like a sharp sword towards the invisible world wrapped in Song Qingshu.

The power of the explosion was terrible, but the two fakes that should have been avoided as song Qingshu did not seem to have anything at all. They were still swept by the smoke from the golden bank without any scars.

Instead, one of them waved claws and the other waved a long sword to attack song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu, who was preparing to retreat from the metal ocean first, was not afraid after seeing the performance of the two, but flashed a light of understanding on his face.

A smile gradually appeared on the gorgeous face and murmured as he looked at the two fakes who jumped at him.

"Hum, you dare to calculate me. Then you should be ready."