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"I haven't disappeared together?"

Its sword tip was stupidly inserted in the sand, and the hot sand was shot on its sword.

For a long time.

The demon red scorpion sword sighed: "The liar, scared me."

It also thought that it was really going to disappear with the white horse. As a ‘selfish’ demons, it would not be like a dog.

The shape of the Demon Red Sword is slowly floating.

"Nothing disappeared." Suddenly, it whispered involuntarily.

Obviously not disappearing with the white horse, why is the heart blocked?

It seems that it is falling out of love?

"No, wait." Suddenly, the spirit of the Red Devils sword swept through the 'fog' range - the good-looking little brother and petite fairy who made it feel intimate. In other words, the robbery is not over yet.

But the white horse, but disappeared!

Pothole~

Was pitted by the white horse.

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Xuansheng crosses the space.

Song Shuhang kept the action of holding the shell of the turtle shell, standing in the space and unable to move.

The black dead light shot through his chest and fixed his movements.

On his body, there was a gray death that appeared in the naked eye.

These gray dead air are scented with decay and entangled in Song Shuhang.

The final robbery - the robbery of death.

This direct ‘death’ is the most unreasonable catastrophe.

If you can't break through this dying robbery, then you will only be covered by death, stinking, and dying in sorrow.

This death is an eternal death, and even the revival of the instrument can not work.

Because the monks who died under the ‘the death of dying,’ belonged to ‘aging and natural death’ and did not satisfy the conditions of resurrection.

Behind him.

Su Shi’s A-16 also fell into a situation where he could not move.

The dark black light from the back of Song Shuhang passed through her heart and passed through.

The breath of death shrouded Su Shi’s sixteen, tarnishing her skin.

The white dragon sister on the neck was anxious, and this ‘end of robbery’ came too suddenly, she could not stop it.

In the face of this strange catastrophe, only relying on Song Shuhang and Su Shi A-16 himself.

Looking at the two people's air, will, vitality, can break this robbery.

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"Ah, ah!" In front, Song Shuhang suddenly made a cry of screaming.

When he was dying, he gave him both physical and mental blows.

The violent pain evokes some of Song Shuhang’s memories – that is a small part of the memory of ‘self dying.’

Cruel death can never scare the real warrior.

The warrior of the candid egg dares to face the **** death.

On the side of the meritorious snake beauty, a beautiful nephew turned over and returned to Song Shuhang’s body, followed by the creation of the fairy.

The enormous power of great merits has been fully activated.

In the case of a robbery, the power of merit is a golden oil, and it always plays a role in any part of the robbery.

After the light of merit broke out, it began to confront the gray dead air, dragging it to invade the speed of Song Shuhang's body.

On the spiritual side, the ‘death fear’ brought about by the dying of dying could not stop Song Shuhang.

At the same time... Under the stimulation of ‘the death of dying,’, in the depths of Song Shuhang’s body, there is a unique vitality that is stimulated.

That is not a normal monk's vitality, it is beyond the ordinary cultivator's ultimate vitality - this is the monk who survived the nine-day catastrophe, in order to stimulate the sacred life.

At the moment when this robbery was born, the gray suffocating entangled in Song Shuhang was quickly suppressed and expelled.

Song Shuhang slowly opened his eyes.

His kind face seemed to have been dyed with a fairy.

"Today, my air transport is definitely a good luck." Song Shuhang muttered - this ‘death robbing’ was greatly restrained by him, and he was fortunate.

I always feel that my air traffic is being blessed today, and luck slips into the air.

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behind.

Su Shi A XVI, who was struggling with black death, was also influenced by Song Shuhang.

At this time, between her and Song Shuhang, she is a relationship of life and death.

Song Shuhang occupies the upper hand in resisting the ‘the wreck of death, and eases her pressure—not only that, from Song Shuhang, there seems to be ‘lucky’ being passed over.

On the body of Su Shi’s A-16, there is also a white light that emerges. It is the combination of the power of “the power of virtue, the dragon, the gas of Tianhe, and the special luck”.

Sister Bailong assisted in guiding this white light and began to fight against 'deadness'.

In the body of A-16, there is also a different kind of vitality that begins to emerge.

That is the vitality of ‘death and then born’.

It is like a dead wood.

Song Shuhang’s ‘Zao Xiansheng’ and A’s sixteen’s “Let Mu Peng Chun Sheng Ji” echoed each other and joined hands to ‘the death of the dead.’

Both are steady and steady.

In the face of Song Shuhang and Su Shi’s Afghan, the real singer of the heavens is dissipated, and the face is lost.

Both Song Shuhang and Su Shi’s Afghan, in the depths of their hearts, will not be bound by the fear of death, which will greatly reduce the effectiveness of the ‘death of death.’

The power of dying is beginning to weaken.

The law-level catastrophe that condenses the whole ‘eight-piece sacred sacred robbery’ is an explosive attack and is not durable.

After four breaths...

Throughout the darkness of Song Shuhang and A-16, it gradually narrowed.

In the end, this dead light disappeared.

‘The death of dying’ is over!

The atmosphere of the robbery dissipated.

The day is over!

Song Shuhang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, he dominated Song and lived again.

Thanks to the eight-character Xuansheng robbery in the end turned into a ‘death robbing’, it was only for him to pass this smoothly.

"The day of the robbery is over, the white stripe sister, can we go out from this robbery world?" Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at the petite fairy behind him.

When he looked at it, he was shocked.

I saw a heart in the heart of the petite fairy, and she was standing in the same place.

The dark ‘dead light’, through the time of himself and the petite fairy, is also carrying through the damage?

Song Shuhang’s heart was unpredictable.

He looked down at his chest.

There is also a hole in his chest.

However, it is not painful.

"This is the aftermath of the deadly catastrophe?" Song Shuhang did not panic, calmly guessed.

The petite fairy stretched out her finger and poked at her empty heart. He nodded silently. "It should be, I was just pierced through the heart."

During the conversation, the petite fairy body suddenly fell backwards.

Song Shuhang swept up and held the petite fairy.

At the same time, he reached out and looked at the void.

A weird throne emerged in his hands.

The throne is built from the bones of unknown creatures, with twelve sturdy dark edges.

There is a smoldering swaying fire in the throne.

Overall, it is like the kind of western fantasy game, the throne of the large undead BOSS, full of gloomy and death.

In the position of the throne's buttocks, there is a root spur, and the longest spurs are even a finger!

Song Shuhang did not hesitate to sit on the throne and hold the petite fairy into his arms.