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Screaming! All sorts of panicked screaming, blooming and blowing in void!

These screams, long screams of human instinct;

There is the shady scream of the Demonic Sect;

There is a Buddhist style of mercy;

There are also demonic animal styles - rats, horses, donkeys, chickens, sheep, etc.

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

A practitioner who can fly in the air war, at least five starts, has a long breath.

The screams of ordinary people are ‘aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

But each of these five or more practitioners can start from scratch to scratch without ventilation!

Screaming, all the way from the distant void, into Bishui Cabinet.

“Is it really you?” At this moment, young Chu Xiao finally did not have to maintain her ‘calm cabinet master’ appearance, she was like an ordinary teenage girl, showing her joy at this moment.

When she needs it most.

At a time when she was desperate.

There he is!

Appear in front of her and members of Bishui Pavilion in a way that surprises her and shocks her more than she can imagine!

“Hey, Chief, look, why are all these people suddenly falling out of the air?” On the side, the parachute-backed Daoist suddenly turned excited.

“He's here!” Young Chu Qiu replied.

“Oh, here he comes.” The parachutist nodded.

A little later.

“Chief, look, why are all these guys falling out of their homes?” The Umbrella Man is happy pointing to the void.

“He's here!” Young Chu replied tirelessly.

Only this moment, only now.

Even if the Umbrella Man asked her a thousand times, 10,000 times, she would be so happy to answer!

……

In the sky.

Song Shuhang held his arms in a hegemonic position and stood steady in the sky.

Beneath his feet.

It is the demons of the dumplings, the Taoists, the demons, the Buddhas, the scattered cultivators and other powerful people.

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

Mixed force practitioners who have been struck by the sky can't even 'hold their shape'!

Even they can't do 'heads up'.

They don't even know who they are!

If it's just a physical impact, these Mixed Warfare practitioners, after falling from the air, can also use their powers to stabilize themselves - by means of swords, temperatures, tricks, etc., to stop their falling bodies.

But as the body was struck by the force of the meteor, their minds were also struck hard.

Their consciousness, like seeing giant dragon mosquitoes, began to tremble violently.

At the time of the fall, all they had in mind was such a weird word as' bully... '

The word, which does not belong to any ‘linguistic system’ of this era, is filled with the word in their minds.

All they can do is scream.

They can't do anything but scream.

Perhaps one more thing you can do is swap the scream for the unknown word "hegemony"!

……

And these loud screams, the consciousness of the two Chukou masters next to Song Shuhang, sounded like the most beautiful choral movement in the world!

The destruction of Bishui Pavilion was not the direct culprit of this gang. But if they hadn't chosen the location of the mixed battle outside Bishui Pavilion, Bishui Pavilion would not have been involved in the mixed battle!

None of these guys, righteous or evil, are innocent to the members of Bishui Pavilion.

“Hopefully, I could hear these beautiful melodies back then.” Lord Chu spoke softly.

Chu TWO just wanted to say the same thing, but Chu Zheng finished the speech first... so she could only forcibly replace it with another sentence: “However, the four screams of Book Sailing were still screaming, so it sounded more pleasant! ”

Song Shuhang's aggressive posture was almost poked by Chu TWO's words.

Fortunately, people can't hear what Chu TWO just said.

Not even the present Heavenly Way!

Song Shuhang appeared here, after inserting this long-haul node, no one could observe his existence except the audience he wanted to show posture.

Boom, boom, boom!

After that long and strange cry, which lasted another half hour, there was a burst of impact coming from the ground below.

The dumplings of all the forces that shook the sky finally touched the earth.

Their strong bodies were born into a giant pit in the earth.

Some of the guys who are already injured or not in good shape are more unlucky. After hitting the ground, they get hurt directly, and their consciousness begins to blur.

Most dumplings, however, remain sober on the stage.

At this height, five, six or even seven monks can't die.

The dumplings who fell to the ground turned their heads and raised their heads for the first time, looking to the high altitude, looking to Song Shuhang's position.

Then they saw Song Shuhang's... Foot plate!

“Who, why the sudden attack on us? ”

What kind of reinforcements?

No, if it's reinforcements from any party, then he's supposed to be helping some party, right?

What does it mean to empty this altitude, regardless of 3721?

“Was it our mixed battle, just where this tall man was shut down, our mixed battle bothered him? ”

Some dumplings come up with a possibility.

This kind of thing happens occasionally in this day and age.

After all... some bosses are just weird, randomly punch a hole in the wilderness and close it.

“Do you want to explain this to the big man?” The leaders of the forces in the mixed war are secretly saying.

Void sky.

Song Shuhang is converging all the ‘breath, data’ on himself, etc., lest these guys below look at him and go blind, then go straight to sleep.

That's too cheap for these guys.

That's why these guys below are able to see Song Shuhang's foot plate without going blind.

“Eye of the saint.” Song Shuhang moved his mind and transferred ‘Holy Eye Golden Dan’ into his own eyes.

The next moment, Big Song's eyes open.

There is a gentle glow coming out of the sky.

In this glow lies the power of ‘love’.

It has a healing effect!

Even if it is intolerable to want to touch these glows!

What is this? Is this the big man, sprinkling ‘healing' or something?

The members of the forces of the conflagration below, who had not yet reacted, were swept by this gentle light.

A few breaths later.

Another wave of fancy screams burst from the earth.

If so, the weird name of the dumplings before is the movement Empty Song.

Now the fantasy of the moment is the tune of the movement.

The power of motherly love, and it is the immortal enhancement of Jusong.

Below all the practitioners, the painful side of the body, tears like rain...