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"I want to find a way? Will the robbery of the emptiness of the emptiness be fixed?" Song Shuhang heard a glimpse.

White predecessors, younger generations can't do it!

I don't have this function, and I don't have such a powerful means... I don't even know the structure of the vain node. How do I fix it?

"Don't be nervous, we are just trying now. So in the early days, it is allowed to fail." Young white comforted.

Song Shuhang heard the permission failure and suddenly felt a lot of peace of mind.

If you just try it, then anyway, when the rogue fairy node is opened, he will go all the way to the node and see if he can stabilize the robbery node.

"So, let's start the experiment right away. Are you ready for the book?" Young white jumped seriously and approached Songshang's god.

"Ready at any time, white predecessors!" Song Shuhang rubbed his hands, waiting for the white predecessors to open the vain node.

"Yeah." Young white gently sighed, then he reached out and held Song Shanghang's big hand.

Small hands holding big hands, walking is not afraid to slip ~

"What happened to the white predecessors?" Song Shuhang doubted that after becoming young, the character of the white predecessor also became like a child, like to hold the hand of an adult?

It’s so cute.

Just thinking, the other hand of the young white smashed a sword, and screamed with a sly voice: "Go away!"

Song Shuhang: "???"

When he saw this familiar scene, he felt an uneasy hunch in his heart, and the uneasy premonition of the next second turned into reality.

Young white took his warm little hands and ruthlessly loosened.

Under the control of the white sergeant's "swordsman", Song Shuhang's Yuanshen was transformed into a "one-time flying sword? Ba Song Yuanshen No. 1", 嗖~, and took out the Song kennel, and smashed toward the robbed fairy.

"Ah~" Song Shuhang screamed, his body was like a spiral sword, and he continued to rotate while flying, and his speed was fast.

Why is this happening? Didn't I annoy the whites this time?

This time, my desire to survive has always been online. I am always alert and careful. I am patient and have not died. Why have I been flying by the whites?

In the palace of Song Kennel, the young white **** is pointed into a sword and stands in front of his own eyes. His knowledge locked in the ‘robbery of the emptiness of the fairy,’ and his mind reminiscent of the situation in which the former Five Sword Monarchs plunged into the ‘Robbery of the Nether.

After a while, the young white lightly sighed: "Go!"

‘The tyrants of the Song and Yuan dynasty’s No. 1 flying sword’ madly spins up, like a drill bit, swaying at a certain node of the emptiness of the emptiness.

This is the plan for the white predecessors to think about the ‘opening the vain fairy node’.

Because it is a vain emptiness, it is the Yuanshen that can come in. The raw materials of the white predecessors who make the one-time flying swords are not transmitted.

Therefore, he directly made Song Shuhang into a ‘one-time flying sword’, and attached the special space martial arts of the disaster giants, and inserted Song Shuhang’s **** directly into the node of the emptiness.

In other words, this time it is not the white predecessors who are targeting Song Shuhang, but everyone must enjoy such treatment.

After a while, after the skylark, the seven-sacred saints, and the sacred sacred sacred waking up, she and all of them, they must be made into the swords of the gods by the white predecessors, all launched, and drilled a node in the emptiness Come.

Anyway, a robbery node can only be sent to a god. Just the gods of each person are plugged into a robbery node, one by one.

Even in the end, even the white predecessors themselves were made into a 'one-time flying sword? Young white number' and they launched themselves.

Robbery in the sky.

Song Shuhang’s **** of the gods is spinning wildly, and the speed is so fast that he can’t see his body shape. His gods seem to have become a tornado, and he is madly bombarded at a certain node in the void.

And this drilling speed is still steadily increasing.

"To vomit, you have to vomit the white predecessors." Song Shuhang issued a weak sorrow, after the fear of heights and fear of speed, the future of his horror must add a 'terrorism', and the circle will become the tyrannical Taboo.

"Persevere, book air." Young white encouraged behind him: "I am also the first time to try to open the vain node, no experience. You insist, wait until I am familiar with this way, after exploring the experience, below It’s much easier to launch the Skylark Fairy, the Seven Repairs, and the Lingdie Friends."

Song Shuhang: "!!!"

However, after hearing it for a while, the Lingdie seniors, the seven predecessors, and the Yunzizi fairy were also launched as young as he was, and Song Shuhang’s mentality was immediately balanced when he sneaked into the circle.

Not suffering from unequalness.

As long as everyone suffers the same disaster on average, the mindset will be balanced.

Rumble ~

In the empty air, Song Shuhang’s rotation speed is getting faster and faster. If it is in the present world, the skull of his head iron must have been rubbed against the air.

At the same time, Book Air is no longer screaming.

When screaming is no longer meaningful, it is better to leave some effort to do something more meaningful.

More importantly, Song Shuhang found that he had gradually adapted to the pain of this 'Men God's crazy drilling,' and he has gradually begun to immunize this effect.

Dizziness and vomiting are also gradually dissipating.

The anticipation of 'terrorism' has not come and was born, and it was cruelly killed in the cradle by Song Shuhang’s ‘painful immune cells’.

"White predecessors, haven't you opened the vain node?" Song Shuhang quickly swung while consulting calmly.

"Almost a little, can you hold on? If you can't, we will take a short break." Behind him, the white predecessors asked thoughtfully.

"You don't have to, the white predecessors just let go of your hand! Success is in sight, can we be halfway? Let me be the most sharp sword in your hands, and open the robbery of the fairy!" Song Shuhang was so passionate.

Although he does not have a swordsmanship talent, it is a good experience to become a sword.

"Looks like you have adapted? Well, let us join hands and break open the vain node!" Young white looked at Song Shuhang with satisfaction.

Then the sword in his hand changed slightly.

Booming ~

Song Shuhang’s Yuanshen’s rotation is a bit faster. Because of the rotation too fast, Song Shuhang’s faint feeling that his body is turning can’t keep up with the rotation of his head. If he knows in the world, maybe his neck is twisted into a twist. .

Fortunately, here is the vain fairy, the Yuanshen has no concerns in this regard.

"Give me a break!" Behind him, the young white drums are full of strength, exhausted all his strength, and the momentum is full.

The next moment, Song Shuhang only felt the head of his own god, and finally broke through a certain dimension wall, and sneaked into the different dimension dimension from the vain emptiness.

Subsequently, Song Shuhang’s head of the Yuanshen was stretched and thinned like the body of the former Five Sword Monarch, and was sucked into the vain node.

"Successful? We have succeeded in the white predecessors!" Song Shuhang was happy.

"Not yet, you will fix this vain node, otherwise your head will go in, but the body will stay outside." Young white anxiously reminded.