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Only in the vast ancient phantom projection, two shadows walk side by side, especially prominent.

It is clear that in that vast ancient phantom projection, these two figures are only as big as the nail cap. But their presence will draw people's eyes to the past independently.

This is what we call ‘natural is the focus of people's eyes'.

In the projection, these two beautiful figures walked slowly in the ancient ghost. Each time they walk a distance, they pause.

They then removed one long hair each.

After the two long hair rubbed together, they were inserted into the ancient ground by white seniors two.

Senior White Tow reaches out a little bit on both long hair.

Boom Boom Boom ~

Long hair grows like a tree sprouting, turning into a pillar in blink.

Senior White nodded slightly and looked very satisfied.

Then, the two white seniors continued to walk deep into the ancient shadows.

The distance they take each step is incredible.

Song Shuhang looked confused. What are you two white seniors doing?

By the way, didn't you two white seniors say to buy an orange at first? How did you end up in the ghost world?

If yesterday you and the hamster devil really waited in place for Senior White to come back, God knows when to wait?

Sure enough, saying 'I'll be right back' is a lie.

“My lord is there, the Big Song, and so are we!” The hamster devil shouted.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Question is, did we go?

Boom!

In the void, Heavenly Punishment Thunder continues to fall hard.

The woman made up of fire and fog raised her long gun high and threw it hard: “The fame is broken! ”

Long guns fired like spearguns and stabbed into the sky.

This momentum is like blowing up a cloud of robbery.

“Senior Red Sword, shall we intervene?” Song Shu Hangdao.

Do you want to stab her in the back while she's dealing with the heavenly punishment?

Speaking sounds, he relieved the dark fog mode.

“I have no objection if you want to be caught in heaven's punishment.” Senior Red Sword.

Heavenly punishment and heavenly robbery are similar in some respects. They can also affect bystanders. Whoever dares to intervene will be affected.

Wow.

In the void, the blasted 'causal gun' raged into the clouds of heaven's punishment.

The cloud robbery of heaven and punishment was actually ejected.

Though the cloud snatching quickly gathered and recovered...

Just during the recovery of the cloud robbery, the woman formed by the flame and black fog, rushed towards Song Shuhang.

“Still trying to deal with me? Or do you want to drag me into heaven's punishment?” Song Shuhang had several thoughts in his mind.

He just moved his mind and the flame woman across the street suddenly disappeared.

Space Power.

The next moment, she appeared precisely behind Song Shuhang, holding him in one hand.

Before Song Shuhang reacted, she reached out and threw Song Shuhang into a space door.

Immediately afterwards, her figure disappeared again, flashing into that vast ‘ancient ghost space’.

As she disappeared, the 'cloud of heaven's punishment’ in the void disappeared.

“No.” The elder chief covered his chest and shouted.

Precious hybrids, strong enough to exaggerate, may even have touched the genius of the ‘saint' realm, were captured by evil spirits in his dragon-blooded tribe.

The elder chief couldn't breathe and passed out.

“Mr. Book and Navigation!” Ms. Kunna was anxious.

What should we do? Mr. Shuhang has been taken.

She subconsciously patted the Shrimp Dragon Chariot, thinking about driving the chariot.

“Stop screaming, I'm not dead yet.” At this point, Song Shuhang's voice suddenly appeared in her ear.

As soon as she turned her head, she noticed a black smog slipping up from the bottom of the Shrimp Dragon Chariot.

This black smoke converged and eventually condensed into Song Shuhang's appearance.

He also wore a magical sheet of sheets - one that seemed to have the power to conceal the breath, and when it wore it, Kunna could barely sense Song Shuhang's breath.

“Hiss, my waist.” Song Shu looked to his waist.

There, there's a hole in the gun, the muscles are burned, the flesh is blurred. And this wound is not recoverable, as if it were a curse.

Severe pain came from the waist, destroying Song Shuhang's consciousness like a tsunami.

In addition to his waist, Song Shuhang also had a long mouth in his back, which was the last wound to be slipped.

Song Shuhang activated the healing technique on the 'Reverse Whale Samurai Boxer' and landed on the wound.

But the wound showed no signs of healing.

“Don't waste your strength, on this level of wound, with the power of the law. Unless you die to resurrect once… No, this level of wound, even after resurrection, may be brought to a new body. Let's wait for your two white seniors to come back from the Ancient Ghost and let them figure it out.” The red sword made a sound.

Song Shuhang frowned: “I'm dying. It hurts. I'm almost at my limit. ”

“Does it hurt?” The red sword is curious.

“The pain distorted my face.” Song Shuhang bit his teeth.

Senior Red Sword: “But from the look on your face, I can't feel how painful you are. There is no facial distortion except frowning. Tsk, your patience for pain is strong enough. If it hurts too much, you'll pass out first? I'll wake you up when those two ’whites' come back from the ghost? ”

“Mr. Book and Navigation, didn't you just get caught? Is it... illusion?” Ms. Kunna couldn't help but ask.

Just now, everyone saw that Song Shuhang was captured by the woman who gathered the flames. Song Shuhang is still here. Who was taken?

“It's one of my identities.” Song Shuhang sighed.

Splitting this thing, that's how useful it is.

His body is identical to his body and makes no difference at all.

Previously, when he removed the ‘smoke form', he quietly threw his split body out and left him in the air. And his true body, under the cover of Akatsuji Senpai, snuck beneath the 'Shrimp Dragon Chariot'.

And then, as you can see.

At the last moment, the woman who gathered the flame seized Song Shuhang's split body and returned to the ancient ghost world.

After confirming her departure, Song Shuhang snuck out in a 'sheet'.

“Split?” Ms. Kunna nodded.

Song Shuhang raised his head and looked around: "The rest of this evil beast and evil spirit, the Dragon Blood tribe should be able to handle it? ”

Nearly 80% of the evil beasts and evil spirits present were sacrificed in order for the woman who gathered the flame to appear.

Only about 20 percent of the quantity is left, and all are of lower grade varieties.

Without interference from the 'forbidden realm', the Dragon blooded tribes are perfectly capable of solving these evil beasts and spirits alone.

“They can totally handle it.” Ms. Kunna nodded.

“Unfortunately, I was hoping to hunt for the Black Dragon Spirit Stone, so next time. Senior Red Sword, we are going out of the sky. I can also lock the 'Blessing of the Ancestors' coordinates, and we rush there.” Song Shu Channel.

Red Sword: “Your body holding up? ”

“The problem is not so great, although the pain is near the limit of my endurance. But just give me a minute and I'll get used to it.” Song Shuhang is self-confident.

He has little confidence in the projects of swordsmanship and spells. But he was confident about the patience and adaptation of the pain.

Red Sword: “…”

“Ms. Kunna, where I'm going next may be dangerous. Why don't you stay at the Dragon Blood Branch and take care of the little tone bamboo for me?” Song Shuwang turned to Ms. Kunna, "he said.

Ms. Kunna looked at the little girl in her eyes and nodded: "Good luck to Mr. Bishop. ”

“Admit your good words.” Song Shuhang smiled.

He stood up and drove the Shrimp Dragon Chariot, ready to send Ms. Kunna to the Dragon Blood tribe.

But when he first came together, there was a sudden sharp pain in his consciousness.

Heavy pain from the 'split’ side.

There are also complete memories from the split backer.

Memories are confined in a dark enclosed space with space symbols beside it, in order to prevent Song Shuhang's splinter from escaping through space forces.

Then, the flaming woman reached out and pressed Song Shuhang's body, revealing a ‘happy’ look in her eyes.

Then, there was a pitch-black flame from her and it was poured into Song Shuhang's split body.

“Me, merge! I've been waiting too long for this day.” She has a terrible line.

The next moment, the split screamed... exploded.

The last scene I saw before the split explosion was the woman with the flame gathering, with a vivid look on her face.

[Unexpected, Grandpa will explode.

Pain. Pain.

Back pain, back pain, and severe pain from split sharing.

The severely painful level finally exceeds the limits of Song Shuhang's endurance.

He flipped his eyes and fainted.

‘Waiting too long for this day? You had to stick me through my waist before I died. After you took my body away, you had to merge with me again, as if you had waited a long time for me? Do we know each other well? ’

Song Shuhang can be sure that there is no relationship between herself and this flame-formed woman.

And if she really had something to do with herself, there would certainly be a hint in the previous' appraisal secret '.

Is she mistaken for someone else?

Is it possible that some of the traits on her made her misunderstand?

Song Shuhang discovered that he has a particularly large number of inner plays now. In the moment before the coma, there were still so many thoughts in his heart.

With the end of the last thought, Song Shuhang's consciousness fell into darkness.

“Mr. Book Sailing, Mr. Book Sailing!” Ms. Kunna shouted.

“It's okay, it's just that the pain's bigger and I fainted. You'll wake up after a break.” The red sword made a sound.

Black Dragon World Void Sky.

Those steel monster fish, gently wrapped around Song Shuhang's steel incarnation and the ten arm statue, wrapped them into the depths of the void.

There's a nest of messy steel.

There's all kinds of energy in the nest.

Just like bees collect nectar, these steel monsters collect energy and store it.

Steel incarnation was brought to the nest.

And then there's a faint signal, and it's connected: "Hello. ”

“Hello, Bubba greets you.” Steel incarnation.

“Excuse me, are you a princess?” That voice, softly.

Bumper: “No, I'm Bumper. ”