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Over the Jiangnan area.

A huge liquid metal ball with wings, falling from the sky, a huge shadow covering the south of the Yangtze River.

More than 20 practitioners living in the Jiangnan area have risen up and stared at the sky. Since they knew that the 'Jiangnan area' was the dojo of the Song Dynasty Xuansheng, some scattered and practitioners began to migrate to the Jiangnan area. Looking forward to getting a chance. Therefore, more than 20 practitioners have been brought together in the Jiangnan area.

The realm of these twenty practitioners is not high. In the face of the oppression of the air, the ‘Tiandao Wills Ball’ senses the ‘cracking’ atmosphere that has emerged on the ball. Most of the practitioners are unable to stand still.

"What is this?" A patchwork leaned against the wall, desperately looking at the big ball slowly sinking in the sky.

Even if no attack is launched, the breath released from the big ball is enough to make the world collapse.

Focusing on this giant ball, the sky seems to be distorted!

On the contrary, it is an ordinary person. Because he can't see the reason of the ‘Tiandao 蜕 ball,’ it is not so much pressure.

They only feel that the sky is dark and a little depressed.

Before the ‘天道遗蜕球’ landed on the dangerous line, the average person would not be affected too much for the time being.

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In a hospital near Jiangnan University City.

Joseph stood by his wife's bed and was cutting apples.

Suddenly, he looked up at the window, his face dignified.

He vaguely saw the sky, and there was a shadow in the air. Just because he hasn't opened the ‘eyes’ reason, he can't clearly see the appearance of ‘天道遗蜕球’.

"What's wrong?" the wife in the hospital bed asked.

Joseph shook his head slightly: "Maybe I have been nervous all recently."

He smiled and handed the cut apple to his wife: "I am going to make a call."

"Yeah." The wife smiled and nodded.

Joseph came outside the ward and quickly called Song Shuhang.

This time, the phone signal was no longer blocked.

Song Shuhang quickly connected his phone: "Hey, who?"

"Master, I am Joseph." Joseph replied.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Wang Tian, ​​when did Joseph get his phone number?

"Cough, is there something?" Song Shuhang replied.

Joseph whispered: "Master, Jiangnan University City, there seems to be a very disturbing shadow. I can't see what it is, it is probably the last monster, Master, you are at Jiangnan University. City?"

Joseph seems to recognize the ‘Heavenly Testament Ball’ as the ‘evil’ of the last time.

"Don't worry, I already know about it. Next, give it to me." Song Shuhang said comfortably.

Joseph heard a long, sigh of relief.

Since the last ‘evil incident’, he has reached a level of superstition for Master’s ‘Chinese Kung Fu’.

In the face of spiritual events, Chinese Kung Fu is almost in its mind to become an omnipotent type.

After the end of the conversation with Song Shuhang, Joseph returned to the ward with a smile.

“Is things solved?” the wife asked suddenly.

Joseph glimpsed, then he nodded: "Master said he would personally take it, so it should be no problem."

[Master? Is that the student that Xiao Xue said? 】 The wife leaned on the bed and picked up the apple in a small mouth. She is not entangled in this issue.

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"It’s not good. If you fall down like this, you have to reach the dangerous line.” The melon sage is desperately chasing after the rear. He constantly wants to block the ‘Tiandao Wills.’

However, the ‘Tiandao 蜕 ball’ at this time has become extremely flexible, and it is always able to avoid the entanglement of the melon.

"What are the means for the predecessors? The time is too urgent... It is not practical to want to evacuate the people in the Jiangnan area."

Xi Chong Supreme: "If the whirlwind is in the air, perhaps his space cutting instrument can come in handy."

“Does anyone contact Shang Xuan Xuan Sheng?” said the melon sage.

All the practitioners shook their heads.

哗~~

During the speech, on the side of the ‘Tiandao Wills Ball’, there is a door to space.

All the practitioners suddenly brightened their eyes.

Look at the door of this space, big and bright - is there a nine-product robbery to help out?

Inside the door of space, there is a small foot out.

The sacred fairy holds two large barrels in his hands and appears in front of all the practitioners.

"Hey? This... is the pendant fairy of the tyrants of the Song Dynasty!" The black sage of the abdomen recognized the identity of the sacred fairy.

In several public occasions, Ba Song Xuan Sheng took two pendant fairy.

A pendant is a female emperor, and it is the modernization of the light of the sect of the Song Dynasty. When the first time was revealed, everyone became familiar with her.

The other is the sacred fairy in front of him, a Confucian fairy.

The sacred fairy of the tyrant Song Xuansheng arrived, will the Nao Song Xuansheng deity be far behind?

"Oh yeah~~" The scented fairy opened the scorpion and sang.

At the same time, she reached out and slammed the two big barrels to the ‘Tiandao Wills.’

Heavenly remains the ball instinct to avoid.

However, no matter how it evades, it is still being smashed by these two big barrels!

All its evasions and routes seem to be all in the calculation of the creation of the fairy.

When the sacred fairy throws two vats, the ending is already doomed!

"Ball ~ ~ dumb ~" made the fairy proud - on her head, an eye that caused the abdominal pain of the practitioners of the heavens, flickered.

Under the calculation of the eyes of the Confucian saints, all the actions of the Tiandao Relics, which were suppressed by the 'Tiandao Rules', are invisible.

"Stupid ~ ~" made up the fairy to add.

Two wooden barrels exploded, and the red blood smashed the Tiandao testament ball.

In a wooden barrel is the blood of the white predecessors and the mysterious female gates. Among them, the blood of the mysterious female door sparrow is mostly, and the skylark puts blood to the extreme.

The other bucket is the blood of Song Shuhang, and his bleeding volume is also great.

Nourish and nourish ~~

The flesh of the Tiandao test ball is constantly rising. His body is exposed to three kinds of blood and is constantly evaporating!

On one side, the melon sage and the practitioners were stunned.

Is this ‘blood’?

The same is blood, the lethality of these two barrels of blood burst.

[What kind of blood is this? Produced in a few years? Where is the origin? The same thoughts can't help but come to the minds of all the monks.

Nourishing

On the ball of the Heavenly Testament, a call similar to ‘pain’ was issued.

Its body is constantly shrinking, and it no longer continues to land, just pauses and floats in midair.

"Stop!" Winter melon Saint whispered.

Stabilized, at least stabilized the big ball.

On the ball of the Tiandao, the sound of a scorching sound came out.

Eventually, there is a layer of 'shell' shaped object that peels off from it.

This layer is covered with a ‘destructive’ breath, taking away the remaining blood and falling down.