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The black ‘White Supreme’ reached out and waved at the stone on the ground: “Dust is dust, earth is turned into dust!”

With the light of his hand, the power of the entire nine worlds was mobilized. In the nine worlds, he is the master. His will is the will of the nine worlds!

Under the control of the black ‘White Supreme’, the power of the nine secluded world shrouded the stone carvings and smashed it into the dust of history.

However, it was at this time... There was a steel hand that emerged from the air, blocking between the 'nine energy' and the stone carving by the white lord.

This steel hand also embodies the power of pure ‘evil’ and ‘dirty’. It is the same as the black long coat on the black and white sage.

The hand of the steel hand blocked all the attacks of the black ‘White Supreme’.

This steel hand can also mobilize the power of the entire nine worlds, and its will is also the will of the nine worlds!

A world... there are actually two different wills. Isn't that the same as a schizophrenic neurotic patient?

The next moment, the body of the steel hand was drilled out of the void, this is a existence without a specific form.

In addition to the hand of the steel, its body is a liquid metal ball formed of molten iron.

After the appearance, the hand of the steel was also retracted into a liquid metal ball and turned into molten iron. This liquid metal ball has the ability to change into a variety of appearances.

"Is it you? You follow me again." The black ‘White Supreme’ looked at the liquid metal ball, faint.

"Of course it is me, [weird laughter."" The liquid metal ball replied.

Its sound is like mechanical sound, with no fluctuations. [Giggle laughter] The three words, which he also dictated, did not make a strange laugh.

"How long do you have to follow me? You know who we can't do, and it's useless to follow me." The black ‘white lord’ is helpless.

Liquid metal ball: "[Smile], I just follow you and destroy all your actions. One day, I will find a way to destroy you. If you have me, it will be enough. You are Extra! The people you want to kill, I must keep them. I will destroy it if you want to build something!"

The black ‘White Supreme’ shrugged: “The extra person is you, obviously I appeared in the Nine Worlds earlier than you.”

"[Riggle], shit, according to the rules of the Nine World, when I appear in the Nine World, you should disappear, give me the position of the Nine World! But why are you still in the Nine World? The non-death face is occupying the nine worlds that belong to me? You are the extra thing!" When the liquid metal ball is said here, it is very very angry, and its body is like a ball on the ground.

The black ‘White Supreme’ shrugged: “This can’t blame me. I don’t know how to leave the world of Nine. I have the ability to give me a way to leave the Nine World and send me away?”

"[Super angry laughter], if I know how to leave the world of Jiuyou, I have already left. Damn, except when I was born in the world of Jiuyou, I can go out for a trip, and then I can only stay in Jiuyou forever. The world." The liquid metal ball was angry again.

"So, can't blame me." The black ‘white lord’ yawned.

The liquid metal ball is alive and well.

At this moment, the black and white sage suddenly stepped on the foot, and the ground of the nine secluded world became a swamp, and the statue of the white lord on the ground was swallowed up.

The black ‘White Supreme’ smiled slightly: “I won.”

The liquid metal ball paused for a moment.

"[Happy smile] stupid, stupid, stupid! The winner is me!" The liquid metal ball screamed proudly.

Between the words, from the depths of the ground, a metal sword broke out and merged into a liquid metal sphere: "The statue that was just swallowed by you to the bottom of the earth is made by my body. The real statue, also There is a human monk in the distance, and the four-headed little snake demon, all of which I secretly sent out to the nine worlds!"

After that, the liquid metal ball 变化 changed and turned into a slender metal man in a blink of an eye.

Then the metal man twisted in front of the black ‘White Supreme’ and danced a dance with a characteristic of “taunting”.

Super owed to the dance, let people see, there is a kind of impulse to flatten this metal man.

"[Happy smile], [smiles and laughs], [super smile]." Metal people danced cheerfully.

Black and white sage: "..."

"Come on, is it very angry? Come to flatten me, let us hurt each other. [Happy laughter], [small smile]." The metal man squirmed while still provoke the black ‘white sage’.

"You stupid, or learn how to laugh quickly." Black and white sages stretched out their hands and gently stroked their long hair, long hair flying, glamorous.

Then, the black and white sage said: "In addition, thank you for sending them away."

The metal man who was twisting suddenly suddenly froze.

"What do you mean, [angry laughter], thank you for sending them away? Didn't you want to kill the monk in the stone sculpture before?" The metal man returned to the appearance of a liquid metal ball and jumped up and down.

"Well, for a moment, I feel that the monk who turned into a stone sculpture is not good for me. But at the moment of the shot, I feel that he and I are very intimate... Maybe he is my descendant of loved ones. And so? So, I will definitely not hurt him." The black 'white lord' laughed and said: "Do you not know the face of the monk who turned into a stone sculpture, and I look like it? ”

"[Anger laughs], like a fart. After my precise measurement, he is 80% similar to you, absolutely different from your face." Liquid metal ball anger.

The black and white swearers yawned: "For us ‘people’, more than 80% of the similarities are already very similar.”

Hearing here, the liquid metal strange ball stopped again.

After a while, it suddenly said: "[Chilling] Hey, it must be that your own dead duck is hard, I have destroyed the plan, and then I put on a look that doesn't matter. Right? You must hate me, but you still have to Putting a false look, it makes me feel right?"

The black and white sorcerer rubbed his eyes, and the whole person was already in a drowsy state: "Ha~ Anyway, how do you understand it? How do you understand how to be happy. Actually... if you can think that I am dead, then Better. Then, I am going to dig a hole and sleep for a while, at least for a hundred years. Please don’t bother me, just when I am dead, at least for a hundred years, you are nine. The only master of the world. Come on, I am optimistic about you."

Liquid metal strange ball: "..."

The black and white buddies waved their hands and said: "Yes, goodbye, I will teach you one more thing, listen to it~ This is laughter, remember it? Learn! ”

After that, the black and white sages plunged into the void and disappeared. I don't know where he digs a hole in the nine worlds and drills into sleep.

At the scene, only the liquid metal strange ball was left, and it was left alone.

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the other side.

Song Shuhang woke up.

"It hurts." He felt his body hurt and his bones were broken. He quickly rushed the 'healing' on the bronze ring and brushed himself three times before he recovered a little.

Later, Song Shuhang found himself lying on the ‘twilight’ of a flying sword. It was the white sage’s sword, the Meteor Sword.

The meteor sword is flying?

Is it that the white predecessor woke up? Then killed the four-headed snake?

"White predecessors, have you finally woke up at the crucial time? Sure enough, you are still living in the white predecessors." Song Shuhang turned his head in joy...

Then he saw a statue that made him familiar.

It is the statue of the White Sovereign. At this time, it is placed flat on the meteor sword, and it does not move.

Obviously, the white predecessor is still in a state of retreat. The layer of stone-protected layer on his body is the self-protection of the predecessors during the retreat, just as when Song Shuhang took the white lord to go out.

At the crucial time, not only can he not rely on himself... White Zun is also unreliable!

Since the White Supreme is still in retreat, who saved him and his white predecessor from the ‘four-headed snake demon’?

When I thought about it, Song Shuhang immediately saw the ‘four-headed snake demon’.

At this time, the snake demon is like a rag, wrapped in the light of the ‘Meteor Sword’.

Its body seems to be hammered and smashed by the violent repetition of the hammer, and it looks particularly miserable.

The three heads of the four-headed snake demon are low, and there is no life. Even the last head is half flat, and it is staring at Song Shuhang with powerlessness.

"I didn't expect... I ended up like this... I died. The hero is sad... The beauty is off!" The last snake seemed to have exhausted all the power, and then squeezed out such a sentence from his mouth.

It struggled to the present, just to fight with Song Shuhang.

Is the hero sad and beautiful?

What do you mean? Did they encounter a peerless beauty and kill the snake?

Song Shuhang thought quietly in his heart.

But why are they flying in the air now?

Is it that they fell from the air, and then the meteor sword protects the Lord, automatically activated, and he and the white lord to hold it?

Song Shuhang gently stroked the meteor sword.

The Meteor Sword made a sound of ‘嗡嗡嗡’, and conveyed to Song Shuhang a meaning of “satisfaction”. Unconsciously, the spirit of the Meteor Sword has become more mature.

"Okay, thank you." Song Shuhang said with a smile: "But, where are we now?"

As Song Shuhang thought about it, his phone rang.

The screen of Song Shuhang’s own phone call broke open.

Fortunately, you can barely operate.

The phone was called by the Beihe people.

Song Shuhang answered the phone: "Before the Beihe seniors, is there something?"

"Book Air Xiaoyou, you and the white predecessor have not returned yet? Come back soon, then it is your turn to die!" Beihe scattered people anxiously.

Song Shuhang: "..." (to be continued.)