Chapter 449

"How could this...?"

"All the first disciples of the five major schools of Yuhua Tianmen unite, and even the enemies of Huashen realm dare not compete."

"A little song Qingshu is just the strong man of Yuan Ying's triple. Why?"

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen wandered around Taixu and penetrated the world of song Qingshu with supreme ideas.

He looked at the five disciples who had died miserably. He was not only very ashamed, but also very angry and roared loudly.

Originally in the idea of eight elders.

Any one of the five disciples should beat song Qingshu like a dead dog.

But I didn't expect the five people to go together and show their magic powers, but song Qingshu killed them at will.

At this point.

Eight elders, he couldn't control his desire to personally pull song Qingshu's head off.

But there is a lack of heaven in the world where song Qingshu is located.

Even if the eight elders do it themselves, he can only reach the eight levels of Yuanying at most.

At that time, he really didn't dare to guess who would win.

"No! We must not just let song Qingshu go! "

Stop talking.

Eight elders took out a small bell from their arms with great reluctance.

The small clock is silvery and dazzling, and is engraved with the Rune of the main road.

Against the silver light, the little clock becomes extremely sacred and powerful. The immortal spirit is wrapped around it, and the glow is a little bit.

"This is the inferior immortal weapon of the gate of heaven. Those who can die on it are at least experts in the realm of God."

"Song Qingshu, enjoy it."

After talking, the eight elders directly tore open the door of space.

After aiming at the position where song Qingshu stood, he threw the small clock directly.

Buzz!

Xiao Zhong walked through the time-space tunnel, and then fell on the sky of the world where song Qingshu was located.

The strong wind from the sky kept beating the clock face, making it tremble.

Boom!

The little clock rang against the storm.

In an instant, it turned into a big clock 81 feet high and 49 feet wide, crashing down on Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was more or less tired after a decisive battle with the five disciples of Yuhua Tianmen.

Therefore, after the yuan God of the chanting statue was smashed by song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu inevitably had a sense of relaxation.

Although this emotion is extremely weak, it does make song Qingshu's combat power not as good as that at his peak in an instant.

And the time of the fairy clock.

It hit the most critical node of song Qingshu with great subtlety!

"Hoo... It's finally over. It's time to get ready to enter the reincarnation lake."

Song Qingshu smiled and didn't know that immortal bell was coming.

"Ding, the system sends a warning! There is an extremely powerful energy approaching the host, which is powerful enough to destroy the divine realm! "

Just when Song Qing's back was facing the sky.

The system in Song Qingshu's mind immediately issued a very harsh warning sound, which made song Qingshu an inspiration in an instant.

"Analyze the energy source immediately!"

Song Qingshu suddenly turned around and gave orders to the system while returning his strength to the peak.

"Ding, the system prompts that the energy source is being analyzed. The analysis progress is 10%. Please be patient..."

The prompt tone of the system hasn't finished yet.

The loud bang of the bell is more frightening than the thunder.

There is a big silver clock on the top of song Qingshu's head, which roars through the void and flies to song Qingshu faster than thunder!

The silver clock is terrible.

On the wall of the clock is a Avenue, and French is glittering.

The light lit up the sky, and as soon as its clock wave came out, it smashed all the obstacles before Song Qing wrote.

"Which temple's broken bell! How dare you shoot me behind my back! "

Song Qingshu looked at the big clock pressed against him, gave a cold hum, disdained to open his lips and said.

The faint bell that appeared in the nine sky was indeed extremely powerful, but song Qingshu was invincible all the way.

Now, if he would be afraid of this broken bell, that would be the most incredible thing.

However, even if song Qingshu looked down on the silver clock again, he could not deny the infinite power of the silver clock.

The big clock on the sky fell down quickly in the contempt of song Qingshu, which has the power of suppressing eternity!

"Come on!"

Song Qingshu was so angry that he threw the hell platform directly at the silver clock.

Hell platform soared in the strong wind.

In a short time, the hell platform of song Qingshu grew to the size of a hill.

"Boom!"

The dark hell platform and the silver clock collided together, and an extremely grand metal explosion came.

The rules on the silver clock began to shine, and countless mysterious ancient characters climbed out of the seed body and covered the hell platform.

"Hum!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly and killed the ancient characters that bound the hell platform.

The hell platform began to become dark and foggy.

There was a mass of black fog around it. It was the Shura breath on the hell platform.

There were endless wails on the platform of hell.

With the continuous upgrading of hell platform, today's hell platform can not only hit people.

The Shura ghost engraved on the hell platform has been able to merge with the hell platform, so as to send out the infinite power of shaking the past and the present!

In the time when hell platform and silver clock compete with each other.

Song Qingshu decided to fight against the silver clock with hell platform.

Song Qingshu strode forward in the strong wind, and his battle clothes fluttered uneasily.

With song Qingshu's roar, he killed the silver bell directly.

The artistic conception of Kun fluctuates in Song Qingshu, if the gorgeous way of heaven is burning.

Set off the song Qingshu on the laws of heaven and stand proudly at the top.

"Boom!"

As the void was shattered, song Qingshu came to the silver bell and raised his fist to help the hell platform.

The person who can sneak attack song Qingshu behind his back is naturally extremely terrible and powerful, so he has to guard against it.

But song Qingshu also knows.

At this time, the biggest threat is the silver bell, because it is closest to song Qingshu, so we must solve it first.

The bell mouth of the silver clock emits a bright light, and the hell platform insurance will be sucked in first.

Song Qingshu was furious.

Then song Qingshu's armor floated in the wind. He stretched out a hand to the silver clock and struck straight forward.

As song Qingshu made such a move, it seemed as if he could see the palmprints of thunder flying out one after another.

As if the real palm, together with the palm of song Qingshu, hit the clock wall.

"Thunder rob palm!"

Song Qingshu said secretly in his heart, so every palm of his hand was filled with the silence of heaven's robbery.

"When!"

The big silver clock scattered extremely terrible clock waves.

The clock wave made a startling sound, and the shocked song Qingshu's body shook a little.

The inferior immortal weapon is intact and can be carried very frightening.

"How is that possible? Inferior immortal tools can kill gods! How can friar Yuanying resist? "

The eight elders of Yuhua Tianmen looked at the decisive battle between Song Qingshu and Xianzhong, and their mouths were almost closed