Chapter 422

From time to time there was a breeze blowing above the sky.

The breeze opened the clouds like cotton, very gentle.

It can be said that it is more gentle and light than the hand of the tenderest lover.

The wind blew the blood robe of song Qingshu, and the blood robe floated under the dome.

Song Qingshu raised a smile at the corners of his mouth and gently snapped his fingers in the breeze.

The breeze above the sky flew from four scattered places and gathered on the yuan spirit on the golden light ball.

The gentle wind fell on the body of the golden yuan Ling.

So the gentle breeze also brought unbearable pain to the golden yuan spirit.

Then he suddenly felt an irresistible chill.

The cold body trembled slightly, and the breath spitting out between the golden lips was mixed with some frost flowers.

Although there is warmth in the golden yuan spirit, it is also golden.

But at this time, there was no even an inch of intact skin on him.

That is, the little meat attached to the body is about to be cut clean.

When the breeze brushed his body, it directly blew on his white bones.

Blowing directly on his membrane wrapped viscera, how cruel punishment, how painless?

How can it not be cold?

It is said that the cold is penetrating to the bone. I'm afraid no one can feel the terrible feeling of the cold more than him at this time.

"Because I have offended you, so I have to torture me like this?"

The existence in the golden light ball roars like a wounded wolf king.

Song Qingshu shrugged and said irrefutably:

"So what? What can you do? "

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu shook his bloody robe again.

Brush it.

For a moment, the cold wind all over the sky blew into the existence of the golden sphere of light.

The wind has gradually become sharp from the previous extremely gentle.

So the existence in the golden ball of light couldn't help screaming.

A howl like killing a pig came from the light ball.

"Eclosion Tianmen!"

"I will never spare you, song Qingshu. Go to the yellow spring with me!"

I don't know how long after the scream came out.

The existence in the golden light ball finally couldn't bear the great pain from himself, and shouted to song Qingshu in a roaring tone.

"Eclosion Tianmen?"

"What kind of existence is that?"

Song Qingshu heard the roar from the golden light ball. For a moment, he stopped his interrogation of golden Yuanying.

Then song Qingshu raised her eyebrows and asked.

At the moment when song Qingshu stopped torturing the golden light ball.

The existence in the golden light ball immediately smashed the golden light shield like an orange lamp.

"Curse seal!"

With a scream.

The existence in the golden light ball went straight into the left chest of song Qingshu.

Turned into a black font and engraved on Song Qingshu.

Poop!

At the left chest of song Qingshu, a cloud of white fog suddenly appeared, which looked very strange.

Song Qingshu felt the white smoke rising from his left chest and frowned.

Then song Qingshu mobilized the true yuan breath in his body to suppress it at his chest.

You can let song Qingshu reverse the flow of blood and let the temperature on his body surface soar like boiling soup.

But the black handwriting engraved on the left shoulder of song Qingshu is still clearly visible.

"Don't you really want to know who those people who have emerged from Tianmen are?"

There is something ferocious in the golden light ball. Looking at Song Qingshu, there is something ferocious in his joking smile.

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and said:

"Speak!"

The existence in the golden ball of light coldly raised his eyebrows and joked and laughed:

"Ha ha ha!"

"Song Qingshu, at this time, I don't care if you know anything. We are eclosion Tianmen."

"Because in the next life, you are bound to be chased and killed into a dog by the people who eclosion Tianmen!"

Song Qingshu frowned.

So the punishment that had just stopped started again.

"You are so loud."

Song Qingshu looked coldly at the existence of the golden elixir light ball. After a long silence,

According to the truth, the existence in the golden light ball can no longer feel any physical pain, but it is already painful and numb.

Although the existence in the golden light ball should not feel any coolness.

But what happens next to the existence in this golden sphere of light.

It's not too much to describe it as extremely painful.

Song Qingshu's fingers merged slightly. Before he could swing and chop at the golden ball of light, song Qingshu smiled and said:

"Last chance!"

"Tell me everything you know."

The response to song Qingshu is still indifference.

So song Qingshu sneered helplessly and cut off his fingers.

Poof!

A soft sound sounded in the golden ball of light.

Then the existence in the golden ball of light looked down hard.

He saw that his own legs were covered with flesh and blood after the just light sound,

He has a very important thing that has disappeared, although it is not taken into account by him on weekdays.

But this is the dignity of men after all.

So the existence of the golden sphere of light was first incredible.

Then he felt unbearable pain.

The pain went straight to his heart. It was so violent that he almost fainted in a moment.

Yuan Ling in the golden ball kept twitching in his lower abdomen and thigh.

The pieces of flesh and blood left on it kept swinging, and the picture looked bloody.

"How dare you castrate me?!"

The presence in the golden ball of light shook his hand under his body.

Groping in the pain.

After a long time, the yuan Ling roared in a low voice.

Song Qingshu laughed.

Point out again like lightning.

Pop!

The air in the air was smashed and cracked by this finger.

Then yuan Ling's body was pointed out to be smashed and burst.

"You only have one head now. How about you? Are you still stubborn?"

Song Qingshu sneered and opened his lips.

"Even if there is only one head, I will fight with you!"

After listening to song Qingshu's speech, Yuan Ling directly forgot all the important events of life and death.

I saw the head of the yuan spirit roaring angrily in the air.

It turned into a strong wind and blew away the sky and heavy clouds where song Qingshu stood.

Although the head comes as fast as wind and lightning, it is very fast and fast.

However, in the eyes of song Qingshu, this thunderous blow was so childish.

This move is full of flaws. It's not powerful at all.

Song Qingshu just needs to stretch out his palm.

It's enough to hold the head and smash it hard.

Song Qingshu thought so, so song Qingshu really did it.

In the midst of the storm, song Qingshu raised his hand hard and many of his own people.

But at the moment when song Qingshu was about to hold his head.

Rolling black fog, rising on the head.