The Taoist priest's eyebrows trembled, and then he waved his big hand. He saw that many silver Taoist priests left the battlefield and rushed to song Qingshu, trying to kill song Qingshu with the advantage of numbers.

However, song Qingshu was still cold faced. He held a fine iron God bow in his hand, slightly adjusted his breathing and shot arrows one after another.

"Poof poof!"

Song Qingshu's fast archery speed has turned his right hand into a shadow. Those present can only see the left hand holding the bow as stable as Mount Tai, but can't see the right palm plucking the string at high speed.

He took the intention of killing as an arrow and the intention of war as a string. All the spiritual people who rushed to him were shot in an instant.

Song Qingshu's thunder burst into action and showed Lei Ling's Fengshen legs. It was like entering a deserted land among the Taoist spirit people and killing!

Since kunquan was danced naturally, the shadow of Kunpeng appeared from time to time. It spread its wings and killed one enemy with one fist. Many experts of Daoling people have no one enemy.

When song Qingshu killed the four sides, the overlords of the Taoist spirit family showed their magic powers and killed song Qingshu, but without exception, they were all beaten by song Qingshu.

Seeing this scene, those immortals of the human race seemed to have lost their souls. Out of half stupidity, they stared at Song Qingshu.

Just then, song Qingshu glanced back at the ancient animal commander, and then suddenly rose in the air, turned into a green light and rushed to the ancient hall above.

Seeing that song Qingshu wanted to enter the ancient hall, the two golden Daoling people hurriedly followed and went into the ancient hall with song Qingshu.

At the bottom, the fighting human immortals and the people of the Taoist spirit family all showed their magic powers, rose in the air and rushed to the ancient hall.

"Dong!"

Just then, the dull sound in the temple came out again, far more violent and powerful than before.

"Poof!"

The immortal of the human race with weak cultivation and the people of the Taoist spirit family coughed up blood on the spot and staggered back out.

"Dong, Dong, Dong..."

The dull sound kept ringing.

Song Qingshu thought and offered a huge tripod in all directions. A spirit burst out from the huge tripod, enveloping song Qingshu.

The golden Taoist spirit clansmen who came in with song Qingshu operated their skills one after another and formed a protective cover with their own divine power.

Song Qingshu, standing at the gate of the ancient hall, was very surprised.

What kind of power does this great emperor's grave contain, even so terrible.

Although he had spiritual power and isolated the sound, he still felt more and more powerful power, and the dull sound made him unbearable.

The magnificent ancient hall was shaking, and everyone stood in front of the colorful jade door of the ancient hall and walked carefully into the ancient hall.

At this time, the breath of the birth of treasures came from the ancient hall. Several human immortals couldn't bear it and rushed into the depths of the ancient hall in an instant.

However, before the immortals could see the scene in the ancient hall, they were blown out by a force and fell at the foot of song Qingshu.

When song Qingshu looked, he found that the yuan gods of these immortals had dissipated and became corpses.

Song Qingshu then turned over several corpses and observed them carefully. He found that there was an extremely weak silver light flowing out of the eyebrow wounds of these corpses. It was difficult to find them without looking carefully.

"What's going on..."

Song Qingshu stretched out his finger and probed into the wound. He felt like he had touched something, and then clamped it out with his two fingers.

Suddenly, dazzling lights rushed up, and the shining song Qingshu could hardly open his eyes.

This is a tiny needle, on which endless divine brilliance flows, gorgeous and dazzling.

Song Qingshu held the golden needle in his hand and felt that the small needle was even heavier than metal.

There are countless ancient characters engraved on it, which are tiny and almost invisible. Each ancient character is like a star shining and bright.

Song Qingshu wanted to see the words on the needle, but he found that something seemed to block his mind. Then he opened his lips and said, "system, do you know what this is?"

As soon as the tone of Song Qing's calligraphy fell, the cold prompt sound of the system appeared in his mind.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing its origin. The analysis progress is 10%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing its origin. The analysis progress is 20%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing its origin. The analysis progress is 30%. Please wait patiently."

meanwhile.

It seems that the spirit people of Jianjiao Dao also found the strangeness on the bodies of these immortals, and then covered the whole ancient temple with divine thoughts, trying to see what was in the ancient temple.

But when his mind just entered the ancient hall, there was a roaring sound in the ancient hall, which was very penetrating.

"Ah!"

When a voice came from the ancient hall, the sharp corner Taoist spirit people immediately screamed. Then he saw his eyes bleeding and empty. He didn't come back until he came for a long time. Obviously, the yuan God of the sharp corner Taoist spirit people was also badly hurt.

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing its origin. The analysis progress is 70%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing its origin. The analysis progress is 80%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that it is scanning and analyzing its origin. The analysis progress is 90%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the analysis is over!"

At this time, as the sound of the system dissipated, a clear stream poured into song Qingshu's mind, and then the clear stream turned into a piece of information in Song Qingshu's mind.

Then song Qingshu began to check this information.

Originally, this golden needle is not an ordinary artifact, but is a condensation of the essence of rainbow mans in the stars of the universe.

Not only that, the heavenly demon emperor also made use of the divine material in the starry sky - chaotic silver mother.

And the heavenly demon emperor engraved his inheritance on it with the skill of Da Dao Di Jing.

Therefore, this heel needle is not only an artifact with supreme power, but also an inheritance treasure of the demon emperor.

And the system transcribes the words on the needle into song Qingshu's mind.

"Just a needle, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of words..."

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the bright fine needle in his hand, but even if he had enough eyesight, he could only see the vague outline. The engraved handwriting was too small.

On a needle, every word is like a star, blooming Shenhua, very dazzling.

If song Qingshu didn't have a systematic sweeping analysis, if he wanted to see the words above, he might have to reach a real divine realm.

Ye Fan calmed down and searched the other bodies carefully, but found nothing again.