"What's wrong with the plot?" The Dragon asked curiously. Why does Bai Sheng look very happy when it comes to this plot.

"On the whole, it's a sad story." Master Bai said calmly.

Dragon face muddled force, that white Saint why you face happy?

It also felt before its own brain circuit and white saint on. But in a blink of an eye, it found that the brain circuit of Bai Sheng has not known where to jump.

Monitor the screen switch.

In the last group, the number of trial takers who entered the "Confucian Jinlian world story" was the least of all. In a way, they have special luck.

This group of "super song" people walk in the Confucianist Golden Lotus World at a loss. The Confucianists on the edge saluted them one after another.

"Let's go." Master Bai said.

Sister Bai Long nodded and began to cast.

The plot of the Confucian Golden Lotus World accelerates.

This group of "super song" people were invited to the side of the Confucianist "parents" to stand with the "parents" of Confucianism.

Around, all the Confucianists seem to be waiting for something.

In fact, the "super song" people in the plot are very curious. They want to know what kind of big activities the Confucianists are planning?

But when Bai Sheng wrote the script, he deleted many things. So far, the "super song" still have no idea where they are and what they are going to do.

All of a sudden, Confucianists were in a panic.

Space fragmentation.

A finger made of steel pierced into everyone's eyes.

On the edge of "ah ah ah ~", a Confucian parent suddenly screamed, as if his body was not broken by metal fingers, but by space.

In the void, the steel finger stirred gently.

"[angry smile], who left a brand in this world? Who has taken my treasure A metal voice was roaring.

Despairing pressure came.

When they heard this sound, they felt that their souls were being hurt, and their bodies and souls seemed to be cut apart.

"It wasn't me. It wasn't me." In the hearts of all the "super song" people, there was a big voice.

It's not me. I don't. don't talk about me.

At this time, the shrieking Confucian parent suddenly reached out and gently pushed the "super song" people.

The despots of Song Dynasty were in a panic.

What's this for? Are you going to put them out as scapegoats?

"I'm sorry, Bosong Daoyou. This incident should not affect you. I'll see you off. " The Confucian parent said.

"You want to go? No one can leave. You all have to die. " The metal voice said angrily.

A finger made of iron and steel.

The power of filth, evil and terror is pressed down from this iron finger. This is the Jiuyou evil power, and it is the strongest level of Jiuyou evil power.

Under the control of steel fingers, evil energy turns into a storm and runs down on everyone, including the trial "Ba song".

Jiuyou evil can't resist the power of storm.

This is a super standard power, with the power to destroy the world.

In the face of the storm, all the tyrants felt extremely small and humble.

They did not even have the qualification to be a "soft bug". They were crushed directly under the "Jiuyou evil energy storm".

Huge blood flow!

Their blood and the blood of the Confucianist disciples dyed the black "Jiuyou evil energy storm" into dark red, which was carried by the storm and spread all over the space.

When they are still lying on the evil ground, they still need to be crushed. Pain goes to the bone and soul.

The body, soul and spirit are suffering together.

The intense pain has exceeded the limits that the "super song" can bear.

Who is this metal finger? 】

[who killed the great song Xuansheng? 】

[is all this the experience of the great song Xuansheng? 】

[Basong Xuansheng, once suffered such pain? Can you be tortured by nine evil spirits? 】

[no wonder that the master of Ba song can develop the medicament and formula for "Jiuyou Xineng". His understanding of Jiuyou Xineng is deeply rooted in the bone marrow. 】

every idea of "bullying song" will turn into a barrage and float across the monitoring screen in the background.

It can be seen from these thoughts that they have played from time to time that these "experimenters" are indeed the most qualified of all the experimenters. They are not just screaming and suffering. When they scream, they can still come up with some ideas.

I'm dying. I'm dying. 】

[no one came to help me? 】

[consciousness began to blur. 】

[it's over. ]This group of "super song" finally ended their long suffering.

[Master Ba song, did you die once? Die in the storm of nine evil spirits? 】

[this is the Revenge of taking lives. It turns out that the master of Ba song became an expert in the treatment of Jiuyou invading and swallowing evil energy. 】

backstage.

The white dragon elder sister's small claw stretches, grasps the chin way: "I feel that after this wave of plot, Shu Hang's popularity in the animal cultivation world will rise again."

Brain tonic is a good thing.

Some unreasonable things, after appropriate brain tonic, will become reasonable.

Even the elder sister Bai Long, who was watching the barrage backstage, felt that she had been brainwashed. It turned out that song Shuhang became an expert in "curing Jiuyou evil energy" because he deeply hated Jiuyou evil energy.

Finally It's all over. Is this the feeling of death? How cruel. 】This group of "super song" people have a similar feeling in their hearts.

Is it over?

No, not yet!

A Confucianist parent stood up trembling. He was covered with blood and his eyes were filled with sadness.

He held out his hand and seemed to be casting some magic? Or use some kind of power.

Then, the "time" in space seems to be going back.

The broken bones, rotten bones and blood in the whole space all return.

All the rulers of Song Dynasty were revived, and the Confucianist disciples were revived.

The trial "super song" people, a face muddled.

"[sneer] bastards, resurrection will not save you." The metal voice said.

The finger moved cruelly again.

Death storm again.

What are you doing? 】All of the overlord Song people's hearts suddenly collapsed.

That kind of cruel death has been experienced once, and they don't want to experience it again.

Backstage.

Bai nodded and said, "what's more terrible than tragic death?"

"Two tragic deaths." The Dragon replied.

Master Bai continued to ask, "what's more terrible than two tragic deaths?"

Dragon some uncertain reply: "another tragic death?"

"No, it's a dead circle." Sister Bai Long gently pushed the bridge of her nose. Next time, she is going to order a pair of flat glasses, which can be used by real dragons.

Dragon swallows mouth saliva, way: "they, want to die all the time?"

Master Bai's eyes cast their eyes on the animal cultivation world under the golden moon.

When to stop depends on the action of "Jiuyou evil energy" in animal cultivation world.

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