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"Well, since Bai Long’s sister said this, then let me give it." Song Shuhang smiled and greeted him, and extended his broad hand to A-16: "Change hands."

"Yeah." Su Shi A-six grabbed the body of Bai Long's sister and wrapped up most of his face. Then she extended her other hand and took a shot with Song Shuhang.

Snapped!

Exchange players.

The palms of the two palms slid open.

Su Shi’s A-16 player came off, Song Songhang played!

‘砰～砰~’ When Song Shuhang’s palm and Su’s A-16 hand touched gently, he suddenly felt his heartbeat began to accelerate.

Between the fingers, there is still the temperature of Su Shi’s sixteen hands.

The two hearts seem to resonate.

[Is it pregnant? 】 Song Shuhang's strange brain suddenly popped up such a ridiculous thought.

[Wait, I am already pregnant. 】

[No... I am thinking about this! 】

Song Shuhang shook his head with force, and then he converges his mind and strode toward the tyrannical dog.

Behind him, Su Shi A-six, who passed him by his hand, took his hand to hold the white dragon sister, and wanted to cover his eyes.

White Dragon Sister: "..."

Enough!

My body is not a real scarf. If I pull it down, I will resist!

"A.16, are you shy?" At this moment, Yukoko’s voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Su Shi’s ears.

Su Shi A-six slightly pointed at Yu Jiaozi, she always blocked her face, why can Yukozi still detect it?

"Sure enough, you are too shy. Your reaction is too obvious." Yukoko said in a serious way: "Is it because of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty?"

Su Shi A XVI: "..."

"I didn't feel it before, but when I was in the battle, I smelled the taste of Song predecessors from you." Yukoko stared at Su Shi's sixteen and sniffed his nose.

"It's your illusion." Su Shi A XVI tried to keep his voice calm: "When you read the book, how to deal with evil spirits, then the next evil, it is your turn to take the shot."

To deal with Yukoko's curiosity... just shift the topic to the aspect she is interested in.

"Oh, yes, the next evil will come to me." Yurouzi said happily.

Su Shi Aliu quietly sighed.

Yukoko’s hands were held, and his eyes shifted to the central Song Shuhang, and he continued to live broadcast live.

In the battle.

Song Shuhang picked up his sleeves and revealed his own pair of iron fists.

"Variable Steel Hand" runs, turning his fist into a pair of steel fists.

"Come here!" Song Shuhang hooked his finger toward the evil spirits of the Tyrannosaurus.

The opposite of the tyrannical dog began to tremble, and the five-meter-high body began to smash at a frequency visible to the naked eye.

Unconsciously, Song Shuhang has grown into a man who will make monsters fear.

The Tyrannosaurus feels that the pressure on itself is getting bigger and bigger.

In the end... great fear caused it to collapse.

"嗷~" The Overlord dog once again screamed, and once again, there was a phantom cult dog in the blackened swamp, which was shocked toward Song Shuhang.

rear.

Scholars and Daogu began to get excited.

To come, the predecessors of the tyrants must shoot!

They are about to see the predecessors of the tyrannical and sorrowful fronts. This is the welfare that can only be enjoyed by the strong people above the sacred level.

What means should the seniors of the tyrants use next?

They must be firmly in mind, and when the battle is over, go back and taste good.

In the next moment, in the eyes of Bohai Scholar and Miao Qingdao, the predecessors of the Song Dynasty gently raised their right hand.

啪啪啪~

The strong arc sounds in the palm of the predecessors of the tyrants.

"Is it Leifa?" Daogu and the scholars were in the heart, but they didn't know what kind of Leifa to use in the predecessors?

Before the Susan Xuansheng’s means of wind and rain, the hearts of them shook. What is the level of thunder of the predecessors of the tyrants?

In the eyes of the two people looking forward to... a thunderball is formed in the palm of the hands of the predecessors of the tyrants.

"The palm of your hand?"

Miao Qing Daogu denied the first time: "How could it be the palm of the hand, to the strength of the predecessors of the Song Dynasty, this must be the inscrutable Lei Fa, but the length is similar to the palm of the hand."

White Dragon Sister: "..."

"Drink!" At this time, Song Shuhang sighed softly, and the palm of his hand thundered.

In a blink of an eye, it turns into a giant thunder that covers the entire ‘real illusion’ space.

The ‘real illusion’ swamp space that the tyrannical dog smashed out was about the size of two ordinary villages.

The palm of the hand in Song Shuhang’s hands just filled the space.

The huge thunder ball was suspended on the top of everyone's head and suppressed.

The palm of the thunder has not been released yet, and the group of sinister savage dogs has been crushed by the current that has spread from the palm of the hand.

Card ~ card ~ the next moment, the entire "real illusion" space becomes unstable.

It seems to be broken at any time.

"Book navigation, convergence point. You are thundering, if the 'real illusion' dissipates... then your heart will be hit in the world." Chuge master is not too slow.

Song Shuhang laughed and reached out.

Hum ~

The palm of the hand that is strong enough to blast the entire ‘real illusion’ is so dissipated.

Opposite, the tyrannical dog is evil and full of blackness. The black mud in the swamp is constantly surging, covering it and repairing its injuries.

"Compared to the "real illusion" of the normal monk, the area of ​​the 'real illusion' displayed by this evil is much smaller. And the intensity is not enough. If it is a little hard, it will be broken." Song Shudao.

Subsequently, he strode to the tyrannical dog.

The tyrannical tyrannical tyrannical tyrannical screams, the real illusion of the swamp, the black mud is manipulated, like a big wave to the Song Shuhang.

However, these black muds are not close to the body of Song Shuhang, and they are scattered by the light of merit, disappearing without a trace.

Song Shuhang came to the evil side without hesitation, and directly reached out to press on his body.

He wants to use the 'identification secret law' to see what means this evil spirit borrowed to use this "real illusion"?

However, when Song Shuhang’s palm was pressed against the evil, he suddenly felt a move.

A kind of 'straight sense' has come to mind.

"The real illusion." Song Shuhang screamed, directly summoning his own ‘real illusion’ in the sinister ‘real illusion’ space.

He has several different ‘real illusions’ spaces.

Among them, seven are Xiaodantian Jindan's own, which is the realization of each Jindan composition, and one is the white ancestors desert illusion that is transformed by the power of the Devil's Column.

There is also a chaotic space that belongs to him.

A myriad of chaotic worlds composed of 0 and 1.

This chaotic world directly covers the body of the tyrannical dog.

The body of the tyrannical dog seems to be separated and turned into a large amount of data, which is forced to analyze.

[Sharing the real illusion]

Soon after, a message appeared in Song Shuhang’s mind.