Chapter 1750

Holy mountain ruins?!

Song Qingshu pondered for a while. The black stone tablet flashed, and several people lost their sight.

Endless emptiness filled his body. Song Qingshu couldn't see anyone else and could only hear the mechanical sound.

"The relic of the holy mountain is opened once every ten years to recognize the Lord for the treasures of the holy mountain and explore the period of the great world since the millennium!"

"This time the relic of the holy mountain is opened, all my holy mountain disciples have an opportunity."

"Enter different relic areas according to the strength of fairyland."

Song Qingshu knew that these words should be said to everyone, and he also knew why they were divided into the same barrier.

It seems that song Qingshu and Huang Qing have little chance to meet.

When seeing the sun again, song Qingshu made a lot of psychological preparations. He thought of many possibilities, but the scene surprised him,

"Kill!"

"Let them die today!"

The roar of killing came to his face, and song Qingshu was stunned.

Where on earth was he transmitted?!

But he didn't have time to think about it now, because a fierce attack came towards him.

Song Qingshu quickly left his original position, and the place was hit a deep pit by a divine fire.

"Huh?! Did you miss it? "

"Lieyuan! You let the friar run away? "

"Shut up! Jia Tong! My God rocket has always been without false hair! "

……

Song Qingshu looked up at this group of people. It should be this guy named lie Yuan who shot arrows at him before.

A fiery red hair and a fiery red Taoist robe show that this man is a man who practices the fire walk Avenue. There are about 20 people in the party.

"Shoot him quickly. We are invincible in the whole heavy sky area!"

A friar with brown hair spoke, obviously the leader.

A heavenly peak!

No wonder several other people were silent after listening to the young man's words. This man has an absolute right to speak in the whole sky area.

The area transmitted by song Qingshu is obviously a battlefield, and has just experienced a fierce battle.

Several monks were dying, their eyes shining with despair.

Song Qingshu surveyed the battlefield. It looked like it was in a valley, and several surrounding mountains had been leveled.

"God rocket, leaving the fire in chaos!"

Lieyuan raised his hand and shot. A divine rocket left the string. Several shuttles in the void made song Qingshu's life hang for a moment.

Song Qingshu's mind moved, and the Tai Chi picture in his palm loomed, swallowing the God rocket.

"Eh?!"

Lieyuan is very strange. Song Qingshu seems to be just the beginning of a heavy day, but he raises his hand and annihilates the divine rocket.

The God rocket in the middle of yichongtian didn't bring any harm to song Qingshu. The Taiji Avenue was as pure as fire.

"Lieyuan! What's the matter with you? "

"It doesn't matter if I missed the first time, but I still missed the second time!"

"You can have a try. Is it true that I don't have false hair?"

Jia Tong raised his eyelids, and the sarcasm in his tone was not concealed.

"Don't talk nonsense. This man is likely to be a water monk, so he can perfectly offset the God rocket!"

"Jia Tong, you go too. I don't want to see mistakes again!"

The young man with brown hair stopped the dispute and exuded strong confidence. After all, song Qingshu in his eyes is just a big day.

"Ice and snow world!"

Jia Tong uttered a spell. Centered on him, the position of the soles of his feet began to radiate frozen waves outward.

Since the law of fire is useless, it is the law of water.

Jia Tong's idea is very simple, but the facts are still so cruel. Massive frozen waves galloped to song Qingshu. Song Qingshu turned around and the waves disappeared.

What else did Jia Tong want to do, but he was stopped by the young man with brown hair.

"All right! Don't make a fool of yourself! "

"I'm Luotong in the fairy world!"

"Follow me, or die!"

Song Qingshu frowned, didn't he say it was a relic exploration? How did it turn into fighting each other in the twinkling of an eye.

"System! Does this space have the smell of magical treasures?! "

"Ding! yes! But it was covered up by great mana! "

Luotong saw song Qingshu and didn't answer, thinking that the latter was hesitating. His shoulders shook and his whole body was heavy. His peak strength was revealed.

Huh?!

As a result, song Qingshu just raised his eyelids and gave a curious um. Luotong felt a great insult and his face was uncertain.

"I have something else to do. I don't have time!"

Song Qingshu really remembered that since he said it was a secret, and the systematic answer would never be wrong, he naturally had no reason to put someone else's younger brother.

However, this sentence was just beating out Tong's face, or in front of his younger brothers.

"Boy, I think you have some ways. That's why I let you follow me to avoid your death. Don't push an inch! "

Song Qingshu made the attack of fire and water invisible twice before. Luo Tong thought song Qingshu was beneficial to himself.

Unexpectedly, song Qingshu replied stiffly that he had no time. How can he not make Luotong angry.

"Very good!"

"Then let me see what you are so arrogant!"

The whole man rose up in the air, and the light in his palm flashed. One jumped in front of song Qingshu and waved his palm out.

"Silent palm!"

The breath of destruction spread between Luotong's palms, and the wind brought by the huge pressure rolled song Qingshu's hair and danced with the wind.

Feeling the fierce attack of Letong, song Qingshu stood still and pushed out with one palm to be with the other party.

"Hahaha, that boy dares to take down the young master's silent palm. It's just looking for death!"

"Yes! Young master Luo's silent palm has gained a great reputation in the southern region of the fairy world! "

……

Several younger brothers took song Qingshu's such behavior as the latter's groundless act of losing heart and madness, and waved flags and shouted for Luotong one after another.

Only Luotong knew his situation. He had attacked song Qingshu with endless offensive before.

Song Qingshu raised his hand to resist. Thinking of the effect of silencing his palm, he smiled contemptuously.

"Fight my annihilation palm with meat palm. What are you trying to die for?"

Boom!

The two palms met. A moment later, Luotong felt something wrong.

"Annihilate the nine heavy, powerful!"

The energy of destruction is continuously output in the palm, but song Qingshu's expression is still that indifferent.

"Drop a few hands, invincible at the same level!"

The latter several people cheered for Luotong one after another, waiting for the defeat of song Qingshu.

However, things in the world are always unsatisfactory. The scene they want to see did not happen.

"Luotong?! No! "

After complaining about the seriousness of those people, young master Luo Tongluo, who has always been invincible, was slapped out by song Qingshu and fell heavily to the ground.