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Song Shuhang of the Six Realms... Well, it is now seven.

The destructive power of the light of the merits of the seven products is comparable to this nine-piece instrument?

This is not true!

Moreover, the light of merit is not based on ‘guardian and defense’. What is the attack power of this explosion? Isn't this a bowl of rice?

The more you want to be a stone monument, the more guilty you are.

It’s gone, it’s aside.

What is important now is to suppress the sinister demon in the void, although it has been crushed into a fog by the singer of the meritorious snake, but the demon has not completely died.

Now, Song Shuhang and others have been awake, and it can finally be shot, suppressing this evil spirit.

Just as the stone monument was ready to be shot, the figure of the white predecessor was taken out of the grave.

"I am coming, you complete your own job." The white predecessors laughed.

He still has a wooden body in his hand.

"My job?" The stone monument is first and foremost. After a while, it will understand.

Its current job is of course the tombstone of Ba Song!

In other words, the tyrants in the grave are dead?

If this is the case, it is really not good to leave the post.

After all, it is the new mission left by the nine black and white masters.

Therefore, the stone monument friend was cleverly erected.

The white predecessor reached out and shot on the wooden body: "Wooden body, can you narrow it down?"

“The wood body has no instinct, it has only some instincts.” The stone monument friend reminded that if there is wisdom, it will be sent to the past by the ‘time reversal spell.’

However, the voice of the stone monument was just falling, and the wooden body began to shrink.

No, not shrinking.

Instead, the upper body of the wooden body began to contract inward.

Just like the ‘crowbar’ shrinks back, its upper half of the body is taken back.

In a twinkling of an eye, only the lower body of the wooden body is left behind – just the two ‘special fruits’ at the waist as the demarcation point.

Stone monument friend: "..."

This kind of well-behaved feeling, this wooden body is really the object of the tyranny?

"Very good." The whites patted the wooden body with satisfaction, and then he transferred his upper body to the wooden body, which was one.

Without the slightest conflict and incompatibility, after the white body of the white predecessor was connected to the wooden body, the two sides directly entered the highest synchronization state.

The white predecessors tried a lot of kicks, high legs, frogs and other series of difficult movements, satisfied with nodding.

Then, he called to Song Shuhang in the graveyard: "Book Airlines, return my clothes to me."

The stone monument friend discovered that at this time, Bai Sheng had only a white coat.

In the grave.

Song Shuhang trembled and reached out. From his string of ceremonial instruments, a robes flew out and fell into the hands of the white predecessors.

"Give me death!" Sister Bai Long screamed and stretched out.

咔嚓~

Song Shuhang made a crisp sound at the neck.

Song Zun’s head slammed and his eyes turned white.

"White Dragon sister." Su Shi Aliu is worried about Song Shuhang.

Sister Bai Long snorted, and the slender dragon body was untied from the neck of Song Shuhang.

I saw that at this time, Song Shuhang’s neck was twisted into a weird angle – just like the father’s father’s secret method in the last time: “Thousands of twists and turns!” 'general.

The stone monument friend saw it and quickly straightened his body.

The words "Tomb of Song Songhang" on it were slightly brighter.

It is a pity that this time Song Shuhang did not activate the "Holy Dragon", there is no sorrow and sorrow, and the atmosphere is not enough.

Su Shi A-six sighed and sat down beside Song Shuhang, leaning over and grabbing his head: "Really, obviously you joined the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 group' this year, how was it infected by the three waves of predecessors? ?"

After all, A sixteen hands clasped Song Shuhang’s head and twisted slightly.

咔~

Song Shuhang’s head was smashed back.

It is indeed extraordinary that the general essays of "The Holy Glory Dragon Power" are passed down.

After the success of the master class, Song Shuhang’s body is more forbidden, and his vitality is extremely tenacious. It’s hard to die!

Song Shuhang's white eyes recovered.

He blinked at A-16.

Su Shi Aliu is crying and laughing.

Behind the white dragon sister seems to feel a sense of heart, suddenly turned his head.

Song Shuhang's eyes instantly returned to the upturned shape... and spit out the tongue.

White Dragon Sister: "..."

What is the meaning of tongue sticking at this time? Is it provocative?

"A sixteen let go!" Bai Long sister bite her teeth, her body shape picked up, once again wrapped around Song Shuhang neck.

Outside, the stone monument friend raised his head and raised his chest. On the ‘Song Shuhang’s Tomb’, the words began to shine. This is the warning of Song Shuhang’s death star!

......

......

Outside the grave.

The white predecessor took the robe and put it on his body.

The robe is automatically shaped to form a white handsome windbreaker, and at the same time, the matching trousers are formed and covered on the wooden body.

"Out of the sheath." The white predecessors snorted again.

The meteor sword came out of the air, brushed it, and appeared in the hands of the white predecessors.

In the void, the black mist that was crushed by the beauty of the snakes of the virtues was finally re-aggregated into human form. Just the volume, shrinking a big circle.

After re-agglomeration, the aerosolized figure directly activates some kind of trick and wants to escape.

The white predecessors waved their swords and took a look.

Sword gas breaks open space and lie directly on the human form of black fog.

The human form of black mist was cut off by the legs.

The two thighs fell from the sky...

Originally, the white predecessors wanted to break it off, but in the moment when the white predecessors had a sword, the human form seemed to feel a sense of black fog. Broken legs.

“Is it the waist of the book?” The white predecessor said.

The waist of the book can be said to be the strongest part of his life, and the strongest defense. This demon necrotic waist seems to inherit this feature of Song Shuhang.

At this time, the smoked demon upper body, crazy to go to the distance.

While fleeing, it also took away half of the 'circle disc'.

The main task of entering this ‘previous sacred secrets’ this time is to take away the hidden secrets of ‘secret’.

And this 'circle disc' contains the breath of the heavens and the sky, and it is the real secret treasure.

Therefore, when the demon escaped, he did not forget to perform the task and took away half a round dish.

‘嗖～～’

The evil spirits of the evil spirits are extremely brilliant. After all, the works dominated by the nine chubby fat **** have disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"White St., don't you catch it?" asked the stone monument friend.

It feels that Bai Sheng is fully capable of catching this demon. Why should he let it go?

"If you dissect the research, this part will suffice." The white predecessor took out a jade box and reached out and took a pair of smoked legs into the jade box.

After collecting the jade box, the white predecessors smiled mysteriously: "In addition, long lines can catch big fish. Don't just see the immediate interests, we must look at the long-term point."

The stele on the stone monument is shiny and unclear.

The white predecessors stepped forward and picked up the remaining half of the 'circle.'

The disc has completed its historical mission, and now it has new features.