Chapter 488

"This place is suitable for death fighting. God, don't keep your hands, or are you really so incompetent?"

Song Qingshu smashed the poison short blade of falling sky with one palm and stared at it, forcing falling sky to vomit blood and retreat several feet.

At this time, the blood on the spirit cover of song Qingshu was like a pillar supporting the sky, incomparably thick and majestic.

The blood gas pillar goes straight into the sky, breaks through the thick clouds and runs through the sky and earth. You can see the profound realm of cultivation in Song Qingshu,

"God's dignity cannot be humiliated! Yuan Ying, even if I die here today, I will never let you humiliate the name of the God! "

He roared and took some magic medicine.

Poof.

Behind the falling sky, sixteen pairs of huge wings as dark as night were suddenly born.

The wings are like dark clouds one after another, and there are blood colored lights on the wings.

"Fallen angel? Are there all birdmen in the divine organization? "

Song Qingshu glanced at the sky, smiled coldly, and then hit.

"Die!"

With the sound of falling storm, the rules of the avenue emerged on the dark wings behind it.

Boom!

The falling storm waved its wings. The hurricane tore through the void and turned into thousands of sharp blades in the void, stabbing song Qingshu straight away.

There are thousands of sharp blades, each of which is engraved with different inscriptions on the main road. For a time, it seems that the three thousand heavenly roads are killing song Qingshu town.

Song Qingshu clenched his right hand and burst, crushing the space.

A cloud of thunder appeared in his palm, and thousands of thunder rolled and trembled like a dragon in the sky.

Dang!

Dang!

Dang!

Every time a metal whine comes from the sea of thunder, it means that a sharp blade is broken by the thunder.

When a thousand voices came, a thousand swords were smashed.

With ten thousand sounds.

The thousands of sharp blades disappeared in the thunder sea, and no one could approach song Qingshu.

"Ow!"

After taking some kind of magic pill, today's falling into the sky seems to have lost its wisdom.

His eyes were red. After howling like a beast, his 16 pairs of wings shook to the sky, just like the sound of a sword.

For a moment, the fierce and incomparable evil spirit rose up.

Then it fell into the sky and turned into a bloody lightning, roaring like an irreversible river.

Falling into the sky and flapping its wings, the void is shattered, and the potential energy is boundless.

"Soldier word decision!"

Song Qingshu carried his hands behind him, and there were stars floating in his pupils.

Then song Qingshu smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth and whispered.

Emptiness condensed into a pool of mud in the speech sound of song Qingshu.

The bloody lightning that fell into the sky was fixed alive in the mud and could not move for even a moment.

"Roar!"

Falling into the sky roared angrily in the void, and its wings trembled constantly, and the towering sword Qi shot out on those wings.

The tidal sea like sword river surged towards song Qingshu, and hit song Qingshu's body with the harsh sound of space being torn.

With a few puffs.

Song Qingshu's armor was smashed into a pool of powder in the sword air, leaving several white marks on his chest.

"Hum! I'll trim you now! "

Song Qingshu stretched out his left hand, spread out his left hand, and then held it empty.

The handle of the broken sword behind him appeared in his empty palm.

"Cut the sky!"

The broken sword in Song Qingshu's hand showed a strong and incomparable flavor of the road.

Then song Qingshu shouted angrily and cut off with a sword.

There was a muffled sound.

After falling into the sky, the sixteen pairs of huge wings as black as jade turned into blood foam and floated in the wind.

"Go to hell."

Song Qingshu smiled coldly. After a sword split its feathers, the broken sword on his left hand turned into a cold light and scratched to his neck.

"Oh, um..."

Song Qingshu's sharp blade cuts off the neck of falling sky.

Suddenly, a loud roar came from his mouth, just like the mang ox roaring to the sky in the ancient fairy world.

The sudden roar shocked song Qingshu, and the little man of the yuan God in his mind couldn't help but feel dejected.

The roar of the bull spread hundreds of miles, and there was no cloud left thousands of miles above the sky.

"What's going on?"

Song Qingshu's body smashed into the void and disappeared.

Avoided the roar that was enough to roar the strong ones in Huashen state to death.

Song Qingshu has not yet figured out the reason.

Falling into the sky has turned into an existence like an ox demon king.

Falling into the sky gave birth to Tiancha, and his whole body was full of rough black hair.

Under the cover of black hair, the falling hand turned the cow's hoof, and the wide mouth was full of tusks.

His horns were so thick that they could not be urged.

In the roar, he turned into a dark light and rushed to kill song Qingshu.

"Buzz!"

The void was shaking, and the falling figure had quickly turned into a residual shadow.

However, in an instant, the falling sky has deceived the body to the near future of song Qingshu, and it is hard to shake with song Qingshu.

Like a dark heavy hill, he smashed song Qingshu.

Falling sky looked at Song Qingshu in front of him, roaring, blood gas surging, and the dark clouds blocking the sun disappeared.

The sound wave cracked the whole sky. It can be imagined how terrible the mangniu formed by falling into the sky.

"Boom"

The mountain like black figure of falling sky was heavier than the falling stars. After shaking the void, it directly fought with song Qingshu in close combat.

With an extremely dull roar.

The sky was smashed.

The battle between Song Qingshu and Daotian was like a big collision between two ancient stars.

The afterwaves that spread in the air were so wide that all sides trembled and rumbled.

"Get out!"

Song Qingshu's a heaven robbery palm smashed the void and pressed it on the falling chest.

Falling into the sky vomited a mouthful of blood, and one of his arms was broken.

A terrible palm print appeared on his chest, his bones were stuffy, and all his cattle hair stood up.

Poof.

The fallen ox broke into pieces and turned into a human again. After a tragic cry, it flew out in the air.

"Roar!"

Just after falling to the ground, he vomited blood and gave a tiger roar.

So falling into the sky turned into a silver white tiger. After stepping on the void, he rushed to song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's turning over is another palm print.

Pop!

The falling white tiger was hit by a palm and flew. With a cry, the white tiger was scattered.

But although song Qingshu overturned the sky several times.

Falling into the sky, he could stand up like an immortal, and rushed to song Qingshu like all kinds of ferocious beasts.

"So fierce? The divine organization was so interesting? "

Song Qingshu watched falling sky turn into a dragon and bite himself. He waved his breath and smashed his Dharma body into pieces.

Then song Qingshu smiled gently and said to the system in his brain quite seriously:

"Start sweeping and see what's going on!"