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Song Shuhang: “Senior North River, Baijong and I are now heading back to the resort. Another senior... what's my turn to die? ”

“Book Sailing Little Friend, when you were captured by the quadriceps, there was a huge wave of disturbing attacks from the Nine Phantoms world. At that time, Prince Phoenix's eyes lit up and he proposed to take advantage of the opportunity to film the scene in the plot [Sky Cloud Pie Destroyed]. So we talked to the director, Mr. Jacob… Anyway, we're already shooting the scene of" Sky Cloud Destruction ". Gu Hu Guan Zhenjun's ‘Eight-Arm Sword Saint' has died in battle. Next, it's the Pharmacist's turn and Jiang Ziyan's turn... After that, another batch of dragon sets will die, and it's your turn to play 'Brother Takashi’. Come on, don't delay the camera. This scene is exciting. I don't have much explanation. It's almost my turn to play" Sky Cloud Pie "Deputy Master [No Real People]. I'm on the scene first... Fish Petite, Petite Girl, are my props ready? That artificial lower body, prepare more blood bags, my end is cut off by the devil, the amount of blood sprayed is large. Come on, come on, I'm almost there.” The voices of the North River scattered over the phone.

Song Shuhang: “…”

The North River scattered: “By the way, Senior Bai should also prepare, [Sky Cloud Pie destroyed] At the end of the scene, there was not a lead character [Ling Night] rushing back from the outside, then kneeling on the rubble to cry on the footage, let Senior Bai breed a sad emotion, to get into the play as soon as he came back! ”

Song Shuhang smiled bitterly: "Well, Senior North River, Senior White is still closed. ”

North River scattered, stunned: “What? Senior White closed? When did it happen, how long did he have to shut down? ”

You're not suddenly going to shut down for another decade or a hundred years!

In the course of filming, the main character suddenly has to shut down for 10 years, how can this show be filmed? Do you want bronze gossip buddies to come over and pretend to be the white honored ones to finish the shooting?

Song Shuhang returned: “Rest assured, Senior North River, the shutdown period is not long, it is only about two hours. By the time I and Senior White were captured by the Quadriceps, the White Venerable was already in a closed state. Probably when he was on the floor in the movie, it started to close. ”

“…” The North River is scattered: “How did you escape from that four-headed snake? ”

Song Shuhang replied: “I don't know, I remember the four-headed snake demon trying to take me and Senior White to the Nine Ghosts world... then I was knocked out. By the time I woke up, Senior White and I had been lying on the light of the Meteor Sword, and that four-headed serpent had been killed and hung on the Meteor Sword. ”

The North River scattered, thinking, "Did a meteor suddenly fall in the sky and smash the four-headed snake in the way?” With the luck of the white honored, such a thing is reasonable.

Song Shuhang looked at the four-headed serpent demon whose eyes were almost crushed: “It is really possible... the body of this four-headed serpent is as if it has been repeatedly crushed by heavy objects several times. ”

North River scattered: “That's it, let's not talk about it. Go back to the resort villa with the White Venerable... We'll figure out what to do about the [Night of the Night] crying on your knees. I can't. Just wait till the white man wakes up. Anyway, come back soon. [Brother Gao Sheng] The heroic battle to death is a very inflammatory scene in this play, don't miss it. ”

Song Shuhang: “I know, I will let the Meteor Sword return at the fastest speed. ”

“Let's just say that, hang up first, I'm on the field, I'll talk to you later ~ ~, here I come. Girl, don't scream. I'll be right there. Rest assured, I am already in the mood, guaranteed to die beautifully, without dragging mud!” The voices of the North River scattered from the telephone.

Song Shuhang: “…”

It always feels strange to rush to the 'death' of Senior North River.

After hanging up the phone, Song Shuhang looked at the white dignitary whose eyes were still in stone sculpture, and the corpse of the four-headed serpent in the way.

Sighing, he patted the Meteor Sword gently: "Meteor Sword, do you remember the road back to the previous resort? Let's go back as fast as we can. ”

Song Shuhang felt bad when he just finished saying this. Did he say something wrong?

‘Buzz ~ ~' At this point, the Meteor Sword makes a joyful sword sound... it is very happy.

Soon, Song Shuhang understood what was going on.

Meteor Sword explodes at full speed, speed knots climb! Faster and faster, no speed cap, always accelerating!

After three short breaths, the Meteor Sword is more than fifty times faster than the Disposable Flying Sword.

Though not as many figurines as a 'one-time meteor sword', simply ‘fast’ is already super scary. The scenery on both sides is completely blind...

Therefore, Song Shuhang Xiaoyue's fear of heights was committed again. This is really going too fast, far beyond what he can bear.

He cautiously grabbed the legs of the white statue and closed his eyes in horror - this scene is definitely his new black history.

Song Shuhang: “Meteor Sword, slow down, slow down. ”

But the Meteor Sword is no longer able to stop like a Mustang. It's still picking up speed!

Song Shuhang Xiaoyu, a freshman of the third grade, is a distance from the fourth grade and a great realm.

At this time, the mind of his little friend was firmer - in the future, he must place a guardrail protection on his own flying sword or flying knife.

Safety first, safety... Long live!

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On the other side, on the outskirts of the luxurious resort estate of the White Venerable.

The devotee manipulated the trap arrays, trapping five six-point demons and several powerful five-point demons.

Hu Shi growled: “Give the old man a hard beating, capture these six-point demons alive, and those five particularly powerful demons, don't let them run away. Put in the ordinary three, four, and the weak five! ”

Blue-haired fish housekeeper, with a flying knife in his hand, eyes under the cover of Qi Hai staring at the prey like eagle falcon: “Faithful friends, there in the upper right corner, there are three five-grade disturbances with special abilities, they constantly summon companions. ”

“It will leave them behind and allow them to continue to call, despite the call. Put all the three and four grade disturbances in there and make a good movie with your friends inside.” Dedicated to Buddhist Taoism.

At the same time, his eyes were searching in the crowd.

Where's Dragon Devil?

Why come to these six pints and nine ghosts without dragon demons?

Where's the dragon devil? Where the hell is it?

Goddamn it, did that dragon demon hide behind you cunningly?

[Shit, now it's only time to capture these six-point demons alive and force the dragon demon's whereabouts out of their mouths!] Dedicated to the hidden path of the public servant.

So, with the assistance of residents and fellow fishermen, rice cake housekeepers, etc., basically more than five pint peak disturbances, all blocked and trapped.

And those three, four, and five ordinary devils were thrown in and rushed into the resort.

There, the Daoists of the Nine Continental Groups One have become the Shadow Emperor and have fun.

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At this time, it was particularly difficult to break into the Nine Ghosts in the resort hills.

They just rushed in and suddenly a wave of powerful monks appeared in front of them… each of these monks was old and insidious, hiding their own breath from the beginning as the weak. When the Nine Phantoms are killed, a strong man's fangs will be revealed.

Well, now that we've met, let's do it!

Anyway, when the Nine Ghosts meet a human monk, there's only one thing left to beat you to death and live.

If the Brother wins, he will use the Nine Phantoms to refine and make the magic treasure. If the Nine Phantoms win, the living monks will be taken away from the double cultivation...

The Great War is inevitable.

At a time when the Nine Phantoms thought they were about to face a bloody war... they fought and struck, and all of a sudden those mighty monks would read out loud and unimaginable words, and then suddenly fell 'dead’.

Previously, for example, there was a powerful monk, a six-pin real monarch-level presence, comparable to the six cave owners in charge of the attack.

This Six Pin Zhenjun has extraordinary fighting power. He can illuminate six arms behind him. Each arm holds a sword.

When he appeared, he was also a mighty wind, and his sword finger, the Nine Phantoms, drank angrily: "Sin! Sky Cloud Pie [Eight-Arm Sword Saint] is here. If you want to destroy me Sky Cloud Pie, step on my body! ”

Later, when this [eight-armed sword saint] rushed into the crowd, it was like a wolf into the flock… No, it was like a floodland dragon rushing into the flock.

Ordinary three or four pints and nine demons, no one can bear his sword at all. Few even ordinary five-grade disturbances are his enemies.

Nine ghosts were beaten to cry, so to speak —— what is Sky Clouds?

They never tried to destroy a doorman this time! They just want to capture the remnants of a Temple of Vajra and capture a few ordinary human monks, right? Why did he suddenly become a human gatekeeper?

Just as the Nine-Phantom Demon was hung by this [Eight-Arm Sword Holy] crying father shouted at his mother... the Six-Armed Genius, named [Eight-Armed Sword Holy], suddenly yelled and greeted a Nine-Phantom Demon with only four tastes.

Then, the battle between the two snapped and snapped!

Previously, he wasn't his enemy's four-point demon. He couldn't help but win and lose the terrible [Eight-Armed Sword Holy] battle... and even hid in the upper wind!

Yes, the demons were right. The Six Pin Zhenjun and the Four Pin Demon Wars. The Four Pin Demons are still pressing the Six Pin Zhenjun.

Is this an eye hallucination?

In the middle of thinking, the four-piece nine-phantom demon bit his teeth and shot a dozen palms in a row.

Then, this [eight-armed sword saint] could not escape and was continuously bombarded by these dozen palms!

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Oh, my God, the clouds!” When he called it that, the mighty [Eight-Arm Sword Saint] fell like this and eight treasure swords fell to the ground.

Blood was sprayed from his mouth and chest.

It looks really miserable.