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Song Shuhang and Bai seniors heard the noise and turned their heads in sync and looked back.

“Don't be distracted… it's on me, you just deal with the black sun.” Taoist seniors calmed down and left Song Shuhang a wide and reliable backdrop.

Come on, he lifted his leg and gently stepped forward.

On the original ‘space', another layer of the same 'space', like the same film, was unveiled, transformed into a mirror world, bringing him and that coke shadow into it - in order to avoid excessive combat fluctuations for a while, affecting the sealed array of unknown White 1-33.

The coke shadow across the street was caught in the mirror world without moving at all. It still bows its waist, like an opportunistic leopard, staring at a distant seal.

Due to too much focus, nothing can enter its field of view except the pitch-black sun in the seal.

“Immortal?” Tao slowed down.

Although no ‘immortal’ breath was perceived from each other, this guy slapped him in the face without any damage and was not affected by his heavenly identity… only immortal.

Is that the backhand of any of Heaven's Ways?

Who the dark sun calls for help?

Corresponds to some kind of killer left by Heavenly Tao?

Over the generations, almost every one of them has a grunt operation, and every one of them is a grunt operation.

“But even if Heavenly Way's body is immortalized... with me, you can only stay in this mirror world.” Taoist seniors slowed down.

He is the current Heavenly Dao and holds Heavenly Dao's weight.

At best, the other party is an immortal, possibly just a backhand, who has left the office and is unable to exercise Heavenly Path authority.

In other words, it is impossible for the other party to cross the mirror world he has set up to interfere with Jusong and Baidou.

Permissions do what they want!

Taoko was handsome for just two seconds...

Across the street, the charcoal shadow burned by the fires of the industry, very little face came over. In the meantime, it kept a close eye on the ‘pitch-black sun’ in the seal, hitting hard.

The next moment…

The world of mirrors is broken!

Taoist thought it would never be breached by each other's mirror space, fragile as a piece of paper.

After breaking the mirror world, the coke figure hit Song Shuhang and Bai seniors all the way.

Its industry fire roll, like a storm, should push Song Shuhang and Bai seniors out of the way.

Taoko: “!!! ”

He may be the first to be punched in the face.

This charcoal-like figure is too strange to have a breath of immortality, but he can't even be trapped in the mirror world where Heavenly Path permissions are made!

……

……

At the same time.

In the face of the firestorm from the impact, @ # % × fairy on Song Shuhang quickly flashed, automatic guardian.

She held up her hands to create the ‘Ancient Heaven' fiction, blocking her from the firestorm.

The magnificent ‘ancient heavenly court’ is reproduced, the body is composed of the power of merit, golden brilliance.

Burning fires meet merit.

The fire is like a rainbow!

Fire covers the entire Kung Fu Dynasty Ancient Heavenly Fantasy!

Fire has great advantages!

The fires quietly extinguished a lot...

Fire fired GG...

Ke Xing, the power of merit is the best Ke Xing of fireworks.

After stopping Sung Shuhang, Senior Bai and the coke fires from extinguishing large portions, the two sides met face to face.

Seventh eye relative.

Super 3, White 2, Coke 2.

The eyes of Confucian saints are long back.

The golden eye of Holy Eye seems to put a lot of pressure on the coke figure.

Moreover, Song Shuhang's profound power of merit also made him suffer.

Perhaps because of the power of merit, the violence in the coke eye seems to have faded a lot.

A moment later.

Coke's gaze shifted from Song Shuhang's body and fell on Senior White.

The raging light in its eyes gradually grew into doubt.

Another moment later.

“White...” The coke shadow evokes a fairy white dojo in an ancient language.

Song Shuhang stunned and quietly preached: “Senior Bai, do you know him? ”

Senior White shook his head.

The other side was covered in a thick layer of coke, hidden by fire, and could not identify himself.

And.

Maybe he doesn't know me.] Senior White Pronunciation Return.

He was called in an ancient language.

[Could he have known Heavenly Dao Bai?] Song Shuhang immediately understood what Senior Bai meant.

A few clues, stringed together in Big Song's head.

Know Heaven's Way White, Fire, Possibility, and Immortality.

“Kung Fu Daoist?” A name came out of Big Song's mouth.

- The last image he had seen of the 'Immortal Daoist Restarting the Realms of Heaven' was a strange look on the face of the Kung Daoist surrounding the 'Fire of Industry', coming out of the 'Immortal Tomb' he had built.

Combining clues... is this coke figure in front of you a Kung Fu Daoist?

Across the street, the coke shook.

He began to retreat slowly.

After a few steps back, the 'fireworks’ on him reappeared and wrapped him up.

Then the charcoal shadow starts to bow up and back up -- like a 'time reflux', how he bowed up recklessly before, and now in what position he's going to go back.

Song Shuhang: “…”

In the sky, Senior Taoist did not do any more, he silently looked to Fairy White.

An unknown and powerful attacker seemed to get his hands on it, but when he saw Baidu, he somehow silently retreated.

Is this Baiduo's luck?

In a few breaths, the burning coke eventually returned to the ‘spatial expansion' area and disappeared completely.

“Dramatic charcoal?” Song Shuhang thought about it, commented.

The action of retreating from the shadow of coke and the way it eventually disappeared… is like getting a fax from a senior drama horse.

Inside the seal.

The pitch-black sun shook its face.

[Leaving?

Buzz!

What the hell is this?

That coke shadow has a hint of his similarity... that is, it should be his way of hiding to keep his hands behind it?

Just now, watching this coke shadow breaks through Heaven's mirror space and breaks into front of Jusong and Bai, the next step is to rescue him - the pitch-black sun sees hope!

With the power of the coke shadow, you can save it from poverty!

As a result, for some strange reason, the coke retreated in a funny way.

When people are in despair, they are not the worst.

What is most tragic is that in despair, a glimmer of hope is seen, and that hope is still within reach… But just as people are about to grasp hope, that glimmer of hope is broken to pieces and leaves a deeper sense of despair.

The mood of the pitch-black sun has collapsed.

[Looks like it could be Kung Fu Daoist.] Song Shu Hangmao will record the scene just now. He will send it back to Senior Bai TWO to confirm it.

But now, he and Senior White have more important things to try.

Senior Bai and Song Shuhang maintained a synchronous posture, turning simultaneously, aiming at the pitch-black sun, and reaching out to consecrate the Confucian saint talent.