MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 1877 you again? You are waiting, my name is Dad!

"I don't have a talented dog in Song." Song Shuhang kept his ‘pseudo-immortal model, and his hands were accompanied by the effect of strengthening the Steel Hand.

Black skin Yuko: "Ah, ah... I almost thought I was going to die."

She is totally different from the ontology. The body likes to be irritated and the courage is fat. The black skin Yuko, just scared and almost faded.

"Tell me now." Song Shudao: "The predecessors of the Akasaka sword, it is time for us to cooperate."

"Sorry, Book Air. Today's seniors can't cooperate with you." The Devil's Red Sword trembled: "My body is going to be broken and it takes a little time to recover."

Song Shuhang: "..."

"In addition, give you a loyal suggestion, turn off your smog body." The Devil's Red Sword reminds that the violent will that suddenly came, apparently because of the stimulation of Song Shuhang's 'immortal body'.

“And then?” Song Shuhang asked: “How do we marry it?”

He quickly dismissed the 'pseudo-immortal smoke pattern' and grasped the shield with both hands. Opposite those energy tentacles are still constantly ejected, constantly bombarding the big shield.

Song Shuhang’s hands were numb with shock.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's awkward. It's awkward, everything is fine! If you can't, then you can't make a big difference with the lynx."

The devil of the Red Devils sword is too unreliable.

Song Shuhang clenched his teeth: "I have to transfer the battlefield first."

Surrounded by the predecessors of the 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group', and the predecessors are in a state of inability to move. If you are not careful, you will be involved.

"Black skin Yuko, you go to the kitchen to see the status of the white predecessor. If the white predecessors can still act, please bring him here." Song Shuhang ordered.

In the danger of encountering this level, Song Shuhang immediately thought of the white predecessors.

"Yes, Song predecessors." Black skin Yuko grabbed the cracked heart of the demon red sword, and quickly ran to the kitchen position. However, as she ran, she also reminded: "In addition to the predecessors of Song, my name is not black skin Yuko, next time don't call my name!"

Song Shuhang silently looks at the sky - to be honest, he has not remembered the name of the black skin Yuko.

[Next, you must first lead this tentacles. 】 Song Shuhang fine-tuned his position, while at the same time there are several blame schemes in his heart.

Quoting is also a kind of technical activity.

Fortunately, the hatred of this BOSS is firmly fixed on him, and it is easier to pull up the BOSS.

Just as Song Shuhang’s mind was spinning fast... suddenly a sharp tentacle was drilled from the space behind him and smashed into his back.

The speed is so fast that Song Shuhang can't react - this is the right pressure on the realm! Unless Song Shuhang has the ability to predict the future, this attack will be fixed.

"I want to take my waist again?"

bump!

The tentacle drilled on the back of Song Shuhang and knocked him to the ground.

Then, there were more than ten tentacles through the space, constantly bombing on Song Shuhang, directly blasting him into the ground, blasting a big hole on the beach and burying him alive.

"It hurts." Song Shuhang's teeth in the potholes - but in addition to a little bit of pain, Song Shuhang did not suffer much.

Variations "Steel Hand", "Confucian Golden Body", "Holy Dragon Power", the six-character monk's bodyguard spirit lake force field, merit light, gold armor in the thirty-three beast combination instrument, etc. More than a dozen luxury defensive measures that popped out of him for a moment reduced his damage to the limit.

In addition... when this will be attached to the head of the evil spirit, the attack power is weakened by the damage of the ruined wicked head. The songs of the King of Creations are highly toxic to these sinister heads, and even if the song ends, the effect will affect their play.

When he was knocked down to the ground, there was a sneak peek in Song Shuhang’s mind—because the other’s tentacles were aimed at his back, not his waist.

At the same time, he had a good idea in his heart.

[You don't want the message of 'immortal', do you want a cloud bird predecessor? Then I will meet you. 】

Song Shuhang’s idea was to activate the left-handed ‘Zhu Wu’s blessing’ space jump function, and instantly transferred himself to the sea surface.

Booming ~~

The will tentacles continue to blast in the potholes before Song Shuhang, and the pits are made into a deep well.

"I am here." On the sea, Song Shuhang slammed 'Black Lotus' and shouted.

The head of the evil spirit who was possessed by the will turned his head fiercely, and the tentacles of the sky turned and attacked Song Songhang.

Song Shuhang smiled, his right hand stretched out and grabbed a white little palm.

The little hand was broken, like a sharp squad, the wound was flat and a layer of frost was attached to it. And this little hand, but still alive, leaving a dull temperature.

Just as Song Shuhang took out the little hand, the will that was attached to the head of the evil spirit, the attention was suddenly attracted by this little hand.

Song Shuhang’s ‘hate’ has shifted to the small hand.

"Want? If you want, call my father, I will give you!" Song Shuhang’s mouth is cheaper... At the same time, his right hand squats and exhausts his whole body and throws this little hand to the sky.

‘嗖嗖嗖’~~The countless tentacles, fiercely rushing to the white little hand at high altitude.

At the same time, there are still some tentacles that break open the space, appear directly on the edge of the white hand, form a large net, and capture it.

"The decision is you, come out, the giant turtle of disaster." Song Shuhang whispered.

Snapped!

The tentacle succeeded in capturing the white little hand, and countless tentacles squirmed around the little hand.

On the will of the ‘evil's head, there is a wave of ‘pleasing’ spirit.

For it, everything is secondary, and recycling the experimental product is the most important thing.

Just as it was preparing to recycle the white hands, a huge mouth appeared out of thin air.

There was no sign when this huge mouth appeared.

There is no slight fluctuation in space.

It seems as if it was originally in this position.

A big mouth, fiercely bite the white hand together with the 'toucher'.

【roll! The will will scream.

The oppression of terror has hit the 'catastrophe giant tortoise'.

At the same time, from the void, there is a new willpower coming, hard to open the mouth of the disaster giant tortoise, and will be dug out of the bitten white hand.

"Hey!" Song Shuhang pinched his chin - this is the first time he saw the disaster giant turtle was opened his mouth, and the meat to his mouth was taken away.

"呜~~" The disaster giant turtle made a painful cry, and the huge body was completely exposed in the void.

At the same time, it looked at the tentacle, and looked at Song Shuhang, who was walking on the lotus in the distance.

"And... it's you again!" The disaster giant turtle bite his teeth.

It looks like a familiar turtle?

"There is a kind of you waiting for me." The disaster giant turtle called: "I will call my father to come over!"