"Open! Zhao Qingsong, do you know that if you don't let me seize the body, if you let Feng Tengqi kill me, no one in the world will be able to deal with Feng Tengqi, and he already knows how to seize the soul. After hearing the news about the birth of the gun, if he waits for him to return to the mortal world and grab the soul-stealing gun, not only the underworld will be destroyed in the hands of Feng Tengqi, I am afraid that the entire mortal world and the entire three realms will be destroyed by this madman Feng Tengqi. Don't you think so? Do you want to watch the entire Three Realms being destroyed? For the sake of the righteousness of the world, you should also give up your life. As a rare hero in the world, are you like those bears in the world, so cherishing your life and so afraid? Are you going to die? You let me seize your body, you are a death, you are not afraid of me seizing your body, you are also a death, you died for the common people in the world, what a hero, what a chivalry! Why do you have to die in the hands of Feng Tengqi? How about dying silently or meaninglessly? Let me take you away quickly!" Emperor Song was completely anxious and shouted angrily at Zhao Qingsong.
"Guan! What does the destruction of the world have to do with me, Zhao Qingsong?" Zhao Qingsong closed his eyes and looked at the frustrated Emperor Song indifferently.
Emperor Song was speechless by Zhao Qingsong's words. He looked at Zhao Qingsong dumbfounded.
"I just want to protect Miaoying and live a peaceful life, but you are doing this one by one, endlessly. If anything happens to Miaoying, I want all the bastards like you who think about nonsense immortality to be buried with you!"
Zhao Qingsong played several tricks one after another that the Emperor of Song Dynasty had never taught him. His magic eyes suddenly opened, and countless seven-color streams of light spurted out like spring water!
In just two breaths, all the souls of Emperor Song had been forced out of the eyes by Zhao Qingsong!
Emperor Song was completely shocked: "I never taught you this move, where did you learn it?"
"You never taught me, wouldn't I learn it secretly? I just learned it from you by watching you knead the technique. Do you accept it?" Zhao Qingsong sneered, put his hands together, and made a hissing sound on his back. , grew a pair of slender wings!
Emperor Song was completely shocked by Zhao Qingsong. He had never taught Zhao Qingsong these magical powers. How could Zhao Qingsong learn it by himself without a teacher? He... was he a human?
Unfortunately, there are indeed such extremely smart people in the world who can teach themselves without a teacher.
There is no use in envy, jealousy or hatred.
People's natural abilities.
It's like writing an assignment given by the teacher. Some people finish it in a few minutes and understand it thoroughly.
Some people wrote until 12 o'clock in the evening and still didn't understand what was going on.
Some people can become proficient in playing games in just ten minutes. With a little training, they can even directly participate in the World Series.
But some people have been playing the same game for several years, but they are still so stupid that they can’t even touch the light speed.
The gap between people is indeed worlds apart.
God is indeed unfair sometimes.
Zhao Qingsong sat down slightly, flew up, ignored Emperor Song, and flew upstream of the Huangquan River.
It's been a long time, is Miaoying okay?
Only then did Emperor Song realize that he had shot himself in the foot. Originally, he was playing the chess game, and Zhao Qingsong was the chess piece. Now the chess piece had escaped from the chessboard, and he, the chess player, suddenly became a little confused.
If you chase Zhao Qingsong now, you will definitely not be able to catch him. Besides, even if you catch up, you won't be able to defeat him.
If he doesn't chase Zhao Qingsong now, what can he do?
Emperor Song, who had entered an aging state, found himself suddenly unemployed.
The employment situation for the elderly is really grim!
Before Emperor Song could come up with a new good idea, the space in mid-air was torn open with a hiss, and Feng Tengqi, holding the yin-yang purple ghost sword, jumped down from the sky, "Bang" ' With a sound, he jumped behind Emperor Song.
The completely defeated Emperor Song turned around with a wry smile...
Zhao Qingsong flew all the way upstream along the Huangquan River, and in a moment he had reached the ghost town.
Now the ghost world is shaking everywhere, and it looks like it is about to disintegrate at any time. All the ghost generals, ghost soldiers and ghost officials at all levels are huddled in the ghost city and trembling in fear.
Zhao Qingsong directly landed in front of the Yama Hall with his golden sword, and shouted sternly: "Get out of here, the guy in charge!"
Zhao Qingsong is now about twenty-five feet tall. To him, the Palace of Hell is like a large toy. He cannot get in even if he wants to.
The magical power of Dharma can naturally be enlarged or reduced. Although Zhao Qingsong is extremely smart, his exposure to Dharma is still too short after all, and he does not yet have the magical power to change the size of his body.
The judge in the Palace of Hell led the black and white impermanent bull-headed horse-faced man out of the palace shivering, and prostrated at the feet of Zhao Qingsong: "Greetings to His Highness the new Lord of Hell."
Zhao Qingsong was anxious at this time, knowing that as long as Feng Tengqi killed the Song Emperor, he would definitely have to deal with himself and Zhu Miaoying next. Now he must find Zhu Miaoying, break through the underworld, return to the human world, get his body back, and then return as soon as possible Find a way to get the soul-stealing gun, then you can breathe a sigh of relief.
"Where is the soul of Zhu Miaoying that you captured six days ago?" Zhao Qingsong asked fiercely with a voice like thunder.
"Let me tell you, Mr. Yan, that Zhu Miaoying is the ghost named by Mr. Feng Yan. She will not enter reincarnation, nor will she enter the eighteenth level of hell. She is being guarded by evil spirits in the backyard of this palace. I don't know..." The judge secretly raised his head and looked at Zhao Qingsong. At a glance, I saw that although Zhao Qingsong has the image of Lord Yan, he has a different appearance. Now the entire Hengshan Hell is collapsing everywhere. The eighteenth level of hell suddenly rose into the sky six days ago and disappeared, and the huge hole left by the eighteenth level of hell The entire underworld was disintegrating bit by bit from bottom to top. He wanted to ask this new Lord of Hell who suddenly appeared how all this came back.
But before the judge could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard an earth-shaking "boom" coming from the sky and the earth! ! !
The entire underworld shook crazily again, and countless cracks suddenly appeared on the ground. The cyan space gale rolled out of the cracks, and half of the Yama Palace and countless evil spirits were swept in at once!
These ghosts didn't even scream, they were sucked into the crack and disappeared.
In the distance, a continuous black wind swept from the distance like a layer of mist. Wherever it passed, all the sky, ground, and stones were blown into powder by this black wind, revealing pieces of empty space. Nothingness comes out!
Zhao Qingsong's pupils shrank, and he thought to himself: "What an Emperor of the Song Dynasty, seeing no way out for life and no place for death, he actually blew himself up? And this black wind is so fierce and violent, it seems that the Emperor of the Song Dynasty also killed Feng Tengqi in order to disgust him. In order to disgust me, he directly detonated this hell! This Song Emperor is also a generational hero! Hey..."
Zhao Qingsong, regardless of anything else, extended his palm and tore apart the entire Yama Hall. Looking closely, he saw Zhu Miaoying tied to a stone pile with layers of chains in the stone room not far behind the Yama Hall.
Zhao Qingsong was overjoyed: "Miaoying!"
He flew up, stretched out his arms to tear the chains apart, held Zhu Miaoying in his palms, and couldn't help crying with joy.
Originally, they thought that this life was over, and the two would never see each other again. Who knew that in a twists and turns, they would still meet again.
But before Zhao Qingsong could be happy for a long time, the black wind of destruction caused by Emperor Song's self-destruction and detonating the origin of Hengshan's underworld swept over.
Zhao Qingsong reacted very quickly. He first held Zhu Miaoying in his arms, then shrank his whole body into a ball, and then wrapped his whole body into a ball with his wings!
The black wind swept past, sweeping up the entire underworld without a trace.
Even though Zhao Qingsong's magic power was powerful, he was seriously injured by the black wind, and Zhao Qingsong was involuntarily flying into the void.
When Zhao Qingsong finally stopped in the void, he found that half of the wings behind him were missing, and there were many wounds on his body. The surroundings were dark, quiet, and very mysterious.
Zhao Qingsong opened his palms with some fear and lowered his head to look at Zhu Miaoying in his palms.
