Song Qingshu waved his hand, as if recalling his hand.

Luotong Niang, who was pushed out by song Qingshu and fell to the ground, staggered to his feet and looked at Song Qingshu with surprise in his eyes.

"What?! Still want to try? "

Song Qingshu pondered with a smile. This expression was an endless insult in Luotong's eyes.

"Who the hell are you?! It's just the beginning of a heavy day. It's okay to take my move?! "

In fact, song Qingshu is just a repetition of the old technique, turning tai chi into a palm.

When Luotong waved his palms and hit him, the Taiji diagram turned wildly and absorbed the terrible energy of the silent palm.

"You don't know my name. Just tell me the secret of the holy mountain ruins, and I'll let you go."

Song Qingshu's insipid tone made lieyuan laugh: "boy! You just missed a slap by mistake. Don't take yourself too seriously! "

Jia Tong even had the power of law and was about to teach song Qingshu a lesson.

"The cold ice came to the world, frozen for thousands of years!"

Jia Tong flipped his palms, and a cold breath appeared around Song Qingshu, almost freezing the air.

"Swallow the sun and fire!"

When the fire action rules obtained from huoluan were wielded, song Qingshu not only failed Jia Tong, but even turned the scorching fire out and sprayed it towards Jia Tong.

"Get out of the way!"

Feeling the terror, the resentment of those who practice the fire law immediately gave an alarm.

"Silence ten, invisible dissipation!"

As a last resort, Luotong had to stop the raging of the burning fire, but Jia Tong was still unconscious by the burning fire.

"Now, I won't take you as an ordinary day."

Luotong's face was dignified, and his breath went up another floor.

"Silent palm!"

At the moment, his silent palm was unusual, even with a trace of thunder.

"Three thousand worlds!"

Song Qing roared at the mouth of the book and cut down towards the void with his right hand as a knife.

The momentum of Luotong jimie's palm is stronger than that of his palm, which is bound to devour song Qingshu.

With song Qingshu's right hand waving, the energy of annihilation palm disappeared into the invisible, and there was no trace in the void.

"Yin and yang are in disorder!"

When song Qingshu's palm was turned over, a void crack suddenly appeared behind Luotong. The annihilation palm energy that originally attacked song Qingshu roared out of the crack and hit Luotong's back heart.

"Ah!!"

"What's going on?!"

Let alone Luotong, who is at the peak of yichongtian, doesn't know what happened. Even if his cultivation can go to another level, he can't pry into the secret here.

The reason is that song Qingshu showed the law of space!

Three thousand worlds, the space law created by song Qingshu.

Although the state of song Qingshu is just the beginning of a heavy day, it is not difficult to pick up a space law because of previous experience.

However, the law of three thousand worlds has been a long-standing idea in Song Qingshu. At that time, the three thousand laws were obtained from the yuan solution, and then there was no chance to absorb and make good use of them.

Only in one battle after another to run in and digest. Later, song Qingshu lost his cultivation, that is, a lake dried up, but the area is still.

Therefore, song Qingshu has no pressure to apply the spatial law of three thousand big worlds.

It was only because Luotong's cultivation was not much higher than that of song Qingshu that he, a friar in the early days of a weak day in the eyes of others, made a strange move.

"What did you do?!"

Luotong's eyes were full of incredible. He had only experienced the breath of song Qingshu in some old people of the family.

It is considered to be the law that can be contacted only after reaching the later stage of the fairy king. It is the exclusive law of the fairy king, and it is the breath of the law of space.

Luotong only saw it once. The elder of the Immortal Emperor's strength used the law of space to defeat strong enemies, which made him unforgettable all his life.

Now, song Qingshu, a little monk in the early days of a big day, has brought him the same feeling. How is this possible?!

"I'm Luojia young master, Luotong. How can I lose?!"

Luotong couldn't accept this fact. The whole person scattered a disturbing brilliance. Approaching song Qingshu, raising his hand was a silent palm.

"Hum! Stupid! "

"Three thousand worlds!"

Luotong was beaten back by his famous skill, and the whole man fell to the ground.

Lieyuan those people were shocked by the strange scene in front of them. They only saw song Qingshu waving a knife, but Luotong was always attacked by his own annihilation palm.

"I admit defeat!"

Finally, Luotong could not bear this inexplicable humiliation and declared his failure.

Now admit defeat?

Song Qingshu took back his hand bitterly. His newly created space law just practiced his hand. Song Qingshu was filled with emotion when he admitted defeat.

Looking at the nosebleed and scattered hair, song Qingshu couldn't cry or laugh.

"Go ahead! Give me a thorough account of the relic of the holy mountain! "

Seeing his boss like this, lieyuan resented several people as silent as hanxuan.

"And you guys, stand well!"

Luo Tong sucked his nose. How could he ever be so bent?!

"The holy mountain remains are open once every ten years, and each time they will be divided into regions according to their strength“

"Say something I don't know!"

Song Qingshu's impatient tone made Luo Tong tremble. He was really afraid of song Qingshu.

"Ah? What do you want to know? "

"Well, why can you act together? And why can't the people I sent in with me be found? "

"Well, that's right! When we gather in the square, we will mark each other and find each other soon after being transmitted. "

Song Qingshu finally knows the reason, but since the system has said that there are treasures in this relic, he can't be idle.

"How are the areas in the ruins distributed?"

"It is strictly distributed according to the strength. A heavy sky is at the bottom. The higher the strength, the higher the requirements."

"Every area is boundless, but most people don't have the strength to explore their own area."

Song Qingshu digested these information and combined with the mechanical sound from the black stone tablet, song Qingshu had a comparison in his heart.

"Why did you kill the other monks?!"

"Er ~"

Luotong suddenly hesitated. Song Qingshu raised his right hand, and Luotong immediately panicked.

"I said, I said, because the exploration of the relics of the holy mountain will eventually have a competition to determine the number of people entering the back mountain."

"But the evaluation standard is not public, so all factors that may affect the evaluation should be eliminated!"

What else?!

Song Qingshu held his forehead and looked at Luotong who was almost kneeling on the ground.

"Don't kill me!"