Chapter 663

"If you have seed, stand up and don't sneak your hand in the shadow corner. It's disgusting!"

The black-and-white Tai Chi yin-yang diagram in Song Qing's book swept away the divine killing technique mixed with the power of curse.

Seeing this, the goddess knew that if she had a frontal confrontation with song Qingshu, she would be torn to pieces.

At this point.

The goddess could not help falling into silence. After a long time, she opened her lips and said:

"I am a woman. Where did I come from?"

"Besides, my God organization is the king in the dark. How foolish is it to abandon my strengths and earn my weaknesses?"

Other people standing in the palace world were stunned when they heard the answer of the gods and saints, and then they couldn't help laughing.

Although the answer of the goddess is reasonable and justified, anyone can see that she has been afraid of the combat effectiveness of song Qingshu and is no longer as strong as before.

The terrible strength of song Qingshu also makes others have a deeper understanding.

Thirteen black prisons could not hinder the pace of song Qingshu.

But the gods and saints still have no panic and fear.

Even if the shennian killing skill sent out by the 13th Black God prison is broken, the gods and saints still have a card. They are still warlike and dare to compete with song Qingshu again:

"God chains, heaven and earth, trapped in the wasteland, bound forever!"

The goddess whispered in the void. She was still hidden in the black prison. Her hands trembled like a lotus swept by the wind, and countless beautiful radians rose and fell again.

At this time, she is using the strange law she is good at.

With a buzzing sound and trembling, thirteen chains shrouded in black fog were stretched out from the black prison and bound to song Qingshu.

Each chain represents the bondage of a layer of black hell, and the heaviness of the thirteen chains seems to collapse the blue sky.

Now the thirteen chains are locked on Song Qingshu, which is to completely erase it and turn the body into ash together with the original God.

The thirteen chains are formed by the thirteen killing ways. The way leads to heaven, which coincides with the rules of heaven.

Even if they are masters of the nine peak realm of Huashen, it is difficult to cut them off, and they can't break free.

Thirteen black jails emerged from the depths of the nine emptiness and came here.

"The chain of heaven will suppress you forever!"

The gods and saints drank lightly and made the thirteen magic prisons higher than the mountain fall together. In the void, the thirteen magic prisons were together.

Boom.

After a roar, thirteen divine prisons directly refined and swallowed song Qingshu.

"But how many broken chains dare you lock me? Hum, I don't know what's going on. Kill me! "

Behind the song Qingshu, there is a circle like heaven.

The black-and-white two-color Taiji yin-yang diagram shows that the Taiyin and the sun blend, turn each other, rush forward, and take the initiative to dive into the thirteen purgatories.

Weaken the killing breath of the thirteen purgatories with the most pure and terrible Yin and Yang.

"It's not over yet! The word is determined, and ten thousand swords move. "

Song Qingshu made a fist with his right hand and a sword with his left hand, and roared in the sky.

In this moment.

Ten thousand swords roared in unison. There were sword lights everywhere in the sky. It can be said that thousands of swords rushed into the black prison.

Song Qingshu protected Yuanshen's body with black-and-white Tai Chi circle and tried to cut off the chain of the avenue.

At the same time, he was so crazy that he turned his murderous spirit into a sword and cut it down together.

"Zheng!"

In the light trembling sound of thousands of flying swords, one of the swords sounded the most special. After a light trembling sound, it actually made the sound of spring water Ding Dong.

In the palace que, several masters looked up along the light trembling sound of the spring water. They were stunned and some couldn't believe their eyes.

They saw that the goddess took her own butcher magic sword and cut it on her own body. Half of her body was directly cut off, and half of her head was missing.

Brain spilled in the sky, very disgusting.

Blood filled her whole body, which was appalling.

This strange scene stunned all the experts in the palace world.

Although none of the people here are ordinary people, everyone doesn't know what the goddess is doing.

In the panic, all the experts who are usually calm and calm open their mouths.

What they were frightened of was actually the masterpiece of Song Qing's calligraphy and military decision.

At this moment, song Qingshu roared, and then struggled to get rid of it. Black and white light flowed all over his body.

In the roar of anger, song Qingshu broke the chains of 13 roads and continued to use the military word to kill the saint.

"Poof"!

With a dull noise.

The remaining half of the body of the goddess was also shattered by song Qingshu's reading, and directly turned into a blood mist, which was in a mess.

"Ah! Song Qingshu, the mountains don't turn, the water turns, wait for me! "

The goddess Yuanshen escaped from the broken body, roared and used Yuanshen's best secret skills to escape into the thirteen black prisons that were about to disappear.

"Do you want to scare me if you want to go? Hum! Where to go? "

How could song Qingshu allow the gods and saints to leave and walk away with big steps.

Suddenly.

When song Qingshu was about to step on the gods and saints to death, there was a blue cold and faint brilliance stabbing over in the sky.

When LAN Leng Guanghua approached, the system prompt sound in Song Qingshu's mind roared:

"Ding, the system prompts that the sword with the intention of killing is coming to the host! Please be careful. "

Wen Yan said so.

Song Qingshu's body surface suddenly became prosperous, and his physical power was instantly called to the extreme, because what he will face next is a unique killing machine!

"Qiang!"

A sound like a beating of iron came. Song Qingshu leaned over and blocked the sword with his arm. Suddenly, the sword was broken.

A shallow white mark appeared on Song Qingshu's arm. If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid his form and spirit would have been destroyed before this sword, but he was only scratched with a white mark.

"There are really many people who want to fight me, and they are stronger than the gods and saints?"

Song Qingshu looked at the shallow white mark on his arm. Although his face did not change, he also opened his lips with a frown.

While song Qingshu was distracted to confront the sword, the dying goddess successfully escaped into the thirteen purgatory.

She can be said to be traceless. Even song Qingshu can't force her to emerge from purgatory.

"Grandpa, this son must not stay! Now, however, the five aspects of God are far better than me. In the future, it will be a great disaster for my God! "

The hermit Saint turned out of nowhere in the thirteen purgatories, knelt in front of a weak man and opened her lips.