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If it's not broken, how can it feel to hear the Pope's song?

White Senior two said, “... believe me, Senior Senior, I stretched my finger out to pinch you like an ant.” His voice passed directly through Song Shuhang's earplugs and even overwhelmed the song of the maker.

Wait a minute. Was that a soul exchange between me and Senior White Tow? Look out for heaven.

It's a loss to communicate with the Big Brothers.

The bosses are particularly powerful at controlling themselves, and when they communicate with you, you can only hear what they want to say to you. But on the other hand, the bosses can hear what you're thinking.

“Forget it, if you don't see it, you won't understand the true sound of heaven in this song.” Senior White Tow Road.

Speak up, he reached out his finger, pointing at Song Shuhang: “Do not resist. ”

Song Shuhang wiped the foam off his mouth.

As Senior White Tow pointed at his isolation, he felt his ear ‘buzz', as if the accumulation of water in his ear had been cleaned out, unnamed.

This feeling is just like when he had a taste, when his ear tips were penetrated.

“Remove the earplugs and listen carefully.” Senior White Tow Road.

Song Shu Hangdao: “After removing the earplugs, will I go straight to the street? ”

“If you hadn't taken off your earplugs before I got here, you wouldn't be far from the street, sooner or later. Take it off and die faster.” Senior White Tow Road.

Senior White Rabbit makes too much sense.

Song Shuhang bit his teeth and reached out to remove his earplugs.

“The unfaithful... kill!!” The maker on stage stamped the Pope hard and grabbed the microphone with his hands, hissing and roaring. Sound waves visible to the naked eye swung in all directions.

During the week, the eight sculptural princes around the stage shouted simultaneously: “The unfaithful... kill! ”

More than half of the survivors on the scene screamed, even wearing fortified earplugs, unwilling to fall down, gazed away and looked at the sculptural pope on stage.

“Book Sailing, are you crazy? Why are you taking off your earplugs?” Behind, Ancient Lake Guan Zhenjun preached.

Jiang Ziyan thought for a moment, "Perhaps Book and Navigation Little Friend is right, after removing the earplugs, you can die quickly. We with earplugs will only prolong the time tortured by singing and suffer. ”

That being said, Jiang Ziyang did not have the idea of removing the earplugs.

When several Daoists of 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group’ thought Song Shuhang was about to faint... Song Shuhang had a strange look on his face.

His face began with an incredible expression of surprise.

Later, the expression on his face eased.

Finally, his eyes closed slightly and his face revealed a look of enjoyment.

“What's going on?” Gu Hu Guan Zhenjun wondered.

Master Tong Xuan pointed at the brain and shrugged his shoulders - does the master mean that the brain was too shocked and the singing broke?

“Brainwashed? Crazy?” asked Jiang Ziyan.

“So... this is the sound of heaven.” Song Shuhang spoke out.

In the madness of the roar of the Pope, hidden is the 'Heaven'.

Senior two pointed at him and let his ears hear the sound of the day.

The sound of the day was not the roar of the maker, but the roar of his voice, hidden from his ears to his unspeakable voice, accompanied him.

The sound was perfect, and Song Shuhang couldn't even imagine the right words to describe it.

To say the least, this voice is the ultimate audio-visual enjoyment.

As if you were crawling in the desert, thirsty and dying of thirst, a glass of fresh water appeared before you.

It's like when you're hungry, there's a piece of perfumed bread in front of you.

The sound of the day carries with it such ‘ultimate’ enjoyment.

“Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!” The Pope of Creation sang the whole song closest to the high place, and his voice began to rise.

And that delightful voice hidden in his singing also raised the line.

Song Shuhang's goosebumps came out, and this song sounded like an explosion.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but drink lightly: “Kill ~ the unjust can kill, kill! ”

After a few words of light drinking, he discovered that this way of following gently was completely unsatisfactory to his emotions at this time.

So Song Shuhang couldn't help but wave his hands.

He releases his song aloud: "Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Sooko Yu's eyes lit up next to Song Shuhang: "Kill ~ the rebellious man to death on his knees! ”

Senior Song, the best. She knew that Senior Song was different and could certainly appreciate the charm of creating his voice.

On the stage, the eyes of the Cultivator Pope focused on Yoshiko Yu and Song Shuhang. His eyes revealed a kind of emotion: “Kill ~ the people of the opposite sky to die on their knees! ”

Song Shuhang Xiaoyu and Yoshiko Yu Xiaoyu are worthy of his death and loyalty powder.

Song Shuhang Xiaoyu was the first Daoyou to agree to hear him sing a full song. After that, his new song Song Shuhang Xiao friends will practice and sing quietly.

Yoshiko Yu doesn't have to say much. Since listening to his song, Yoshiko Yu has spread his music everywhere.

With such fans, the Pope is so touched.

These two are real friends who can appreciate his singing throat.

Unlike the average person who ‘pursues the sound of hell and hopes to experience death through singing', Song Shuhang Xiaoyu and Yoshiko Yu really understand the wonderful presence of his song.

I'm going to write a song for each of you.

Create a secret passage in the mind of the Pope.

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Gu Huguan Zhenjun: “Book Sailing Little Friend is broken. ”

Jiang Ziyan: “It's completely broken. ”

Doudou struggled to turn himself over: “But... when it broke... how could he be immune to the Voice of the Creator... this is not true ~”

“Perhaps if a muscle in your brain is broken, you can be protected from the sound of the song? ”

“Or maybe he can't hear his ears at all? ”

“Perhaps… what particular attributes awaken you? ”

“I'm dying. I'm dying. ”

“I can't die yet, I want to see if my apprentice has recovered from the Heart Robbery, or I will die. ”

Many of the monks moved in their hearts.

Yes, they came a thousand miles to attend the Czar's concert. They didn't really come to listen to the song being abused. They had friends and family, brothers and sisters, sisters and disciples and so on. They're going to see if the Pope's song really has the effect of dispelling the demons.

At this point, as the king of creation sang to the highest level, the sound of heaven accompanying his song also sounded.

Subsequently, some of the monks who had been struck by the Heart Robbery began to tremble.

At this point, a monk caught in a heart attack suddenly cried out: “Kill, the rebellious die on his knees! No, no, no. Don't kill me again. Don't...”

“Surrender, I surrender ~ surrender without killing ~” There is also a monk caught in a heart attack, with a groaning voice.

“Take me out of here, vomit ~ Take me out.” As if it were dominoes, another monk caught in the heart of the magic opened his eyes.

Two for one, three for two, more for three!

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth… a monk caught in the heart of the Magic awakened, and they uttered heartfelt sorrows in various languages. Soon, they foamed again in the horror of the Pope, softened and weak.

Does the song of the Creator really have the function of exorcising the demon?

At this time, on the concert stage, the song of the Charming Pope gradually calmed down.

A classic Seven Kills is coming to an end.

And Song Shuhang, who raised his hands and yelled for half a day, finally calmed down.

Look, what did I just do?

I was just singing "Seven Kills" with Kazuku Senpai?

“Senior Song, from today onwards, you and I, are making the sound of seniors.” Yuzuko Happy.

Song Shuhang smiled: “Hahaha ~”

Had it not been for White Senior Two's finger, he would not have listened to the hidden voice of heaven in the voice of the Creative Pope.

Meanwhile, he turned his head and looked behind him.

Behind her, the sparrow demon's little colorful wings flattened, lying on the ground, her legs constantly thumping, thumping ~ but she did not recover from the ‘demonic state of mind’.

On the other hand, the leek woman on one side has awakened.

The onion woman is holding her tip with her hands and is constantly crashing into the seat.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” Her hands covered the tip of the shallot and she did everything she could to hit the back of the seat.

But her back was soft, and she didn't feel anything when she hit it.

“Dead, dead, dying ~” cried the onion woman.

Song Shuhang reached out and grabbed Enlightenment Dao Shi, and Onion Mama had broken out of the Heart Magic Robbery.

“Save me, Book Sail. I don't want to hear any more songs. I will obey you in the future. You let me go east. I will never go west. Save me ~” The onion tears are all over my face.

The onion juice rolls down the tip of the onion.

“That's what you said.” Song Shuhang smiled and moved both Onion Lady and Godoshi to the core world... in the fields.

Finally, his eyes fell on Yas.

Yas is still lying calmly in his seat, unaffected by the sound of the Father of Creation.

Song Shuhang slightly frowned and looked around again.

Live at the concert.

Around a third of the monks caught up in the Holocaust were awakening smoothly, sending out all sorts of sorrows. But their hearts and minds have broken...

The other two thirds of the monks, like Little Lotus, were convulsed, but could not pull themselves out of their hearts and minds.

“Does it really have the power to break hearts and demons to create the songs of seniors?! Is that the hidden effect of the Voice of Heaven?” Song Shuhang spoke out.

White Senior two: “To be precise, the effect of this song is not to break the demon of the heart, but to transform the demon of the heart. ”

“Morphological transformation?” Song Shuhang was confused.