Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 2892: Magic sound! Terrible magic sound!
“Even if it is just a few red packets of Lingshi.” Song Shuhang looked at the figure of the three waves of seniors, and was especially wronged.
Just for a few pieces of Lingshi, the three waves of predecessors did not even have the status of ‘predecessors’.
As for? As for it!
“It’s not a matter of a few Lingshi, it’s a matter of dignity.” The stone monument friend reminded: “There is a five-pronged emperor, giving you a nine-piece robbery that will soon be a ‘weak? grower’ Fairy red envelope, you don’t want to face, people have to face.”
Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at the white predecessors this year. In the ‘Jiuzhou No.1 Group’, I am afraid that only the white predecessor has this red envelope.
In addition, white predecessors, three-eyed predecessors, and dog eggs should be able to get a red envelope.
The predecessor who was licking the buns saw a glimpse of Song Shuhang’s grievances.
Then he took out a bag of buns from his spacecraft: “Is it? A lot of stuffing. The stuffing of the heart, the stuffing of the heavens, the stuffing of the evil stuff… I recommend filling the soup with evil spirits. Soup juice + evil mixed, suitable for one bite.”
“Do you want a new work by Xue Xueji?” asked Song Shuhang.
The white predecessor nodded: “Don’t Xue Xuexian just do it, and quietly give it to me.”
Song Shuhang: “Is there my share?”
It is obvious that he is experimenting in his core world; most of the raw materials such as evil spirits, demons, and robbing are provided by him; obviously, the method of cooking the demons and the catastrophe is also given by him… Why after all kinds of buns are completed? But not his share?
“Well, don’t Xuexian Ji only prepared my share.” Bai predecessors said.
Song Shuhang opened the core world: “Chu Chu, give me a dozen buns of Xue Xianji stuffing!”
Bie Xuexian Ji: “…”
What are you talking about?
Believe it or not, in a few days, I will launch the ‘Overlord’s stuffing buns’ and ‘the tyrants and apprentices Chu Chu stuffing buns’.
the other side.
The mad knife and the three waves carry the “Confucianism”, first the sword to the world tree.
Song Shuhang’s preparatory disciple, the tree demon, Mi Lulu, has now become the carrier of the world tree of dreams. On the treetops of Mi Lulu, the seven saints and the sacred priests have slowly woke up.
With the help of Song Shuhang and the white predecessors, they have successfully pinned the gods to the void and successfully cast the Yuanshen projection back to the world.
In the realm of eight products, the Yuanshen was successfully entrusted to the void, and the bottleneck of their promotion to the nine products in the future has been broken. From eight products to nine products, it is only a problem for the two.
The mysterious girl, the skylark, woke up with a yawn.
When she blinked, she saw the figure of a big book holding a mad knife and three waves.
“Hey? Three waves, do you actually have a book?” Yunquezi shocked, a three-wave reading of love, and the style of her memory is too big!
“The Sparrows predecessor, I also have the genius of independent research and development of new spell talent.” The mad knife and three waves handsomely said: “And knowledge is power. As long as the book in hand is heavy, hard, strong enough, then no one can be After my knowledge was discovered, it was still unharmed.”
Seven repairs: “…”
“It has been a bit boring to sleep for a few days.” Yunquezi blinked his eyes: “What about Abai and Shuhang Xiaoyou?”
“Look at the friends circle of Yukoko, they have been playing with the stars before, and they are finishing the game.”
Lingdie Shengjun: “!!!”
My daughter ran to blow the stars?
Lingdie Shengjun heart and liver have accelerated several shots.
There are still three waves, stay up! Although I don’t know what’s going on, you don’t want to talk anymore!
“Frozen stars play? How do you blow this?” Yunzizi fairy confused.
“I don’t know, and I don’t dare to play.” The three waves of the knives erected their thumbs: “I am a certain person, I will never do anything to die.”
“Walk!” The skylark suddenly jumped up, and the long blue hair was like a cloak.
She reached for the three waves and a piece of instrument flashed between her fingers.
The next moment, she and Sanlang’s body shape disappeared into the dream world and went to other worlds.
“Ah, ah, ah~” In the vagueness, I heard the screams of panic and three waves.
After a slight glimpse of the sacred butterfly, the sacred priests said: “Seven monks, I went to see my daughter.”
“Let’s go, I have to go and see what Bai Daoyou and Shuhang have done in the end, even the stars are being played by them.” Seven repairs are also somewhat flustered.
The world, in a certain star field.
The skylark carried three waves and flew in the stars.
The mad knife and the three waves hold the “Confucianism”. When he arrives at a certain position, he gently throws the “Russian”.
By the way, he also attached a ‘False Message’ to the Confucianism.
“Hey? You don’t want that book?” Yunchazi asked in a puzzled voice.
She sensed the atmosphere of Confucian saints from that book.
“I don’t want to, but according to the agreement, help a good person to be a little busy. Three days later, “Confucianism” will go back to the book.”
“Do you still have a friend who is still alive?” Yunquezi was surprised: “All said that things are gathered together, can become your old friend and can still live until now, the vitality is really tenacious!”
Mad Knife Three Waves: “???”
Are you a taunting me?
“Go, let’s go to study the stars.” Yunquezi is in a good mood, dragging the knife and the waves.
“Wait a minute, I will put the ‘Resurrectional Actiator’ on it first.” The mad knife and three waves desperately said: “I am a five-pronged emperor, and when I encounter a star, it will be turned.”
In the void.
“Confucianism” slowly floated in the void.
After a moment, this “Confucianism” acted on its own.
“Confucianism” breaks the space, locks in a breath, and directly jumps in space.
[Tiandao must step down the alliance] in the world of headquarters space.
Daozi is discussing with several of his allies the possibility of recreating the talents of Confucian saints…
“In short, it is impossible to reproduce the talent of the teacher. What is the principle of the talent ability, how it works, we know nothing. The teacher used the talent only once, only for the last Tiandao. I even knew it afterwards.” Daozi shook his head.
As I was talking, suddenly the space in front of his face collapsed.
A heavy book slammed out of space and slammed into his face.
“Who is a sneak attack? The villain!” The road angered.
The ‘Cow Dog Egg’ around Ye Si’s glimpse is a special space. Someone even locked the road and used his attack to paste his face?
Moreover, the Tao has not yet escaped from the past?
“What is this book?” Ye Si’s attention is on this book. This book looks very interesting and she wants to see it.
The Taoist caught the book that had his face, and suddenly his face moved.
“”Confucianism”? Why is it here?” The tone of the Taoist trembled.
Moreover, there seems to be a message spell on this book!
He quickly reached out and pressed on the “Confucianism”.
“Cough ~ the following is a message: three stupid ~” a big man holding a scorpion to make a squeaky magic sound, brains come!