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Scream! All kinds of panic screams blossomed and exploded in the void!

These screams are long screams with human instincts;

There was the scream of the evil spirit;

There is the kind of compassion of Buddhism;

There are also various animal styles of the Yao tribe called rat, horse, donkey, chicken, sheep and so on.

The only thing these screams have in common is a long breath!

The practitioners who can fly in the air war are all at least five grades, each with a very long breath.

The screams of ordinary people ah, after a while, ah, you need to breathe.

But this group of five or above practitioners can each ‘ah ~’ to the end without ventilation!

The screams all the way from the distant void into the Bishui Pavilion.

"Is it really you?" At this moment, the young Chu Yun finally no longer needed to maintain her appearance of "Calm Pavilion Master". She was just like an ordinary girl, showing her joy at this moment.

When she needs it most.

When she was desperate.

he came!

Appear in front of her and members of Bishuige in a way that surprises her, and uses shocking appearances beyond her imagination!

"Well? Look, why did these people suddenly fall out of the air?" On the side, the Taoist with an umbrella suddenly looked excited.

"He's here!" The young Chu Yan replied.

"Oh, it's him." The umbrella man nodded.

After a while.

"Look at the pavilion, why do all those guys fall from their homes?" The umbrella man happily pointed at the void.

"It's him!" The young Chu Yan replied tirelessly.

Only this moment, only now.

Even if Umbrella asks her a thousand times and ten thousand times, she will answer so happily!

...

sky.

Song Shuhang embraced with both hands and stood firmly in the sky with a domineering gesture.

At his feet.

It is the group of demon, Dao, Demon, Buddha, Sanxiu, and other powerful forces who make dumplings.

At this moment, no one can stand in the sky except Song Shuhang!

The melee trainers who were shaken by the sky couldn't even ‘stabilize their body’!

They couldn't even make a 'head up' motion.

They don't even know who they were bombed into the sky by!

If it ’s just a physical collision, these melee practitioners can use their magical powers after falling from the air, stabilize their body shape, and stop themselves from falling by using means such as imperial sword, imperial air, and magic. body.

However, while their bodies were knocked down by the impact of the 'meteorite', their minds were also severely hit.

Their consciousness, like seeing the midge of a dragon, began to tremble violently.

When they fell, they only had the weird word ‘BaBaBaBa…’ in their minds!

This word does not belong to any 'language system' of this era, but they are filled with this word in their minds.

All they can do is scream.

They can do nothing but scream.

Perhaps there is one more thing that can be done, and that is to replace the scream with the inexplicable ‘Ba ~’ pronunciation!

...

And these various screams sounded to the two Chu Ge masters beside Song Shuhang, like the most beautiful chorus movement in the world!

The destruction of the Bishui Pavilion was not a direct culprit in the group of melees. But if they did n’t choose the location of the melee outside of Bishuige, Bishuige would not be involved in this melee!

To the members of Bishuige, no one in this group of innocents, innocent or evil, is innocent.

"How hopeful, I can hear these beautiful melodies." Chu Ge said quietly.

Chu two also just wanted to talk about it, but she was finished by Chu Yi ... So when she got to her lips, she could only forcibly change to another sentence: "However, the four screams of Shu Hang, listening more Sweeter! "

Song Shuhang's domineering gesture was almost punctured by Chu two's words.

Fortunately, others cannot hear what Chu two said just now.

Not even the current "Tiandao"!

Song Shuhang appeared here. After inserting this long time node, no one can observe his existence except the audience he wants to show his posture.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ~

After that long strange scream, it continued for a long while, and there was a sound of banging from the ground below.

The dumplings from the various forces that were shaken into the sky finally touched the earth.

Their mighty physiques slammed into the pits on the ground.

Some guys who have been injured or are not in good health are unlucky. After hitting the ground, they are directly injured and injured, and their consciousness starts to blur.

However, most dumplings still keep Lingtai sober.

At this height, the five-, six-, and even seventh-grade monks can't die.

The dumplings who fell to the ground immediately turned their heads and looked up, looking at the sky and Song Shuhang's position.

Then, they saw Song Shuhang's ... soleplate as expected!

"Who is it and why is it suddenly attacking us?"

Which side's reinforcements?

No, if it is the reinforcements from which side, then he should also help one side.

What does it mean to wipe out all the people in the sky regardless of the situation?

"Is it our dogfight, exactly where the master retreats, our dogfight disturbed him?"

Some dumplings think of a possibility.

This kind of thing happened occasionally in this era.

After all ... some of the big guys are weird and will randomly make a pit in the wilderness and retreat.

"Do you want to explain to this big guy?" The leader of the scuffles secretly said.

Void.

Song Shuhang is converging all his ‘breath, data’ and so on, lest these guys below look at him, he is blind, and then falls directly into a state of sleep.

That would be too cheap for these guys.

This is why the following guys can see Song Shuhang's soleplate without being blind.

"Eye of the sage." Song Shuhang thought of it and transferred the ‘sacred eye Jindan’ to his own pupils.

The next moment, Ba Song's eyes opened.

A gentle glow dripped from the sky.

This glory contains the power of 'love'.

Has a healing effect!

Even more, it can't help but want to touch these glory!

what is this? Is it this big man who casts spells like ‘healing’?

The members of the melee forces below have not yet responded, but they are swept by this gentle light.

After a few breaths.

Another wave of fancy screams burst from the ground.

If we say that the strange name of dumplings was a movement?

So now the fancy weird is the music of movement?

The power of maternal love, and it is the immortal enhanced version of Ba Song.

All the practitioners below, leaned over in pain, tears like rain ...