Over the south of the Yangtze River.

A huge liquid metal ball with wings fell from the sky, casting a huge shadow over the south of the Yangtze River.

More than 20 practitioners of all walks of life living in the south of the Yangtze River raised their heads in unison and gazed at the sky. Since they knew that the "Jiangnan area" was the Taoist temple of Xuansheng in the Song Dynasty, some free practitioners and practitioners began to move to the south of the Yangtze River in the hope of gaining opportunities. Therefore, there are more than 20 practitioners in Jiangnan area alone.

The state of these twenty practitioners is not high. Facing the "Heaven's relic ball" oppressed by the air, most of them can't even stand firm when they feel the breath of "disintegration" appearing on the ball.

"What is this?" A monk leaned against the wall and looked hopelessly at the big ball sinking slowly in the sky.

Even if there is no attack, the breath released from the big ball is enough to make the world collapse.

With this giant ball as the center, the sky seems to be twisting!

On the contrary, ordinary people do not have so much pressure because they can't see the "fallen ball of heaven".

They just feel it's dark and a little bit depressed.

Ordinary people will not be affected much for the time being until the "celestial relic ball" falls to the danger line.

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In a hospital near Jiangnan University Town.

Joseph was standing on the edge of his wife's bed, peeling apples.

Suddenly, he looked out of the window with a dignified look on his face.

He saw a shadow rising and falling in the sky. Just because he had not yet opened his eyes, he could not clearly see the shape of the "celestial relic ball.".

"What's the matter?" Asked the wife on the bed.

Joseph shook his head gently. "Maybe I've been nervous lately."

He laughed and gave the peeled apple to his wife: "I'll make a phone call."

"Well." The wife nodded with a smile.

Joseph came out of the ward and quickly called song Shuhang.

This time, the phone signal is no longer blocked.

Song Shuhang quickly connected to his phone: "Hello, who is it?"

"Master, I'm Joseph." Joseph returned.

Song Shuhang

When did Joseph get his phone number?

"Well, what can I do for you?" Song Shuhang returned.

Joseph whispered, "master, there seems to be a disturbing shadow over the Jiangnan University Town. I can't see what it is. It's probably the monster that appeared last time. Are you in Jiangnan University Town, master? "

Joseph seems to regard the "celestial relic ball" as the "evil delusion" of the last time.

"Don't worry, I already know about it. Next, leave it to me. " Song Shuhang voice comfort way.

Joseph breathed a long sigh of relief.

Since the last "evil delusion incident", he has reached a superstitious level to master's "Chinese Kung Fu" cultivation.

In the face of supernatural events, Chinese Kung Fu in his mind, almost to become an omnipotent type.

After the conversation with song Shuhang, Joseph returned to the ward with a smile.

"It's settled?" Asked the wife suddenly.

Joseph was stunned, and then he nodded his head and said, "Master said he would do it in person, so there should be no problem."

Master? Is that the student Xiaoxue said? 】His wife leaned against the bed and nibbled at the apple. She didn't dwell on the issue.

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"It's not good. If you go down like this, you'll reach the danger line." The wax gourd emperor chased hard in the rear. He kept trying to block the "Heaven's legacy ball.".

But at this time, the "Tiandao relic ball" became extremely flexible and could always avoid the entanglement of the wax gourd sage.

"What else do you have? Time is too urgent It's not practical to want to evacuate people from Jiangnan. " The belly black Zun gnawed his teeth.

Xichong venerable: "if only the whirlwind master is here, maybe his space cutting tool can be used."

"Is there anyone who can contact the great song Xuansheng?" Cried the wax gourd.

All practitioners shake their heads together.

While talking, there is a door of space opening on the side of the "Tiandao relic ball".

All the practitioners' eyes lit up.

Look at the door of the space. It's big and bright. Is Jiupin Jiexian coming to help?

Inside the door of space, there is a small foot out.

The fairy of nature appeared in front of all practitioners with two buckets in his hands.

"Why? This It's the faery of the emperor Xuansheng of Song Dynasty The black emperor recognized the identity of the fairy at a glance.

In several public occasions, the emperor Xuansheng of the Song Dynasty carried two hanging fairies.One pendant is the goddess of merit and virtue, which is the embodiment of the light of virtue of Xuansheng in the Song Dynasty. When she first appeared as a saint, everyone knew her well.

The other is the fairy in front of us, a Confucian fairy.

When song Xuansheng's Pendant fairy has arrived, will it be far away?

"Eeeeyi ~" the fairy of nature opened her voice and sang a sentence.

At the same time, she stretched out her hand and threw the two buckets to the "Heaven's relic ball.".

Heaven's relic ball instinctively evades.

However, no matter how it dodges, it is still hit by these two buckets in the end!

All its evasions and routes seem to be in the calculation of the fairy.

When the fairy of nature throws out two buckets, the end is doomed!

"Ball ~ ~ a Dai ~", said the fairy of nature. On her head, an eye that caused abdominal pain to the practitioners of the myriad realms in the heavens twinkled slightly.

Under the calculation of the eyes of Confucian sages, there is no escape from all actions of the fallen ball of heaven, which is suppressed by the "law of heaven".

"Stupid" added the fairy.

Two casks burst open, one of the red blood hit Tiandao deciduous ball.

In a wooden barrel, there is the blood of master Bai and yunfinzi of Xuannv gate, among which the blood of yunfinzi of Xuannv gate is the most. The lark is extremely heroic when it releases blood.

The other barrel is song Shuhang's blood, and his blood loss is also great.

Zizizi ~ ~

white smoke is constantly rising from the flesh of the fallen ball of Tiandao. His body is exposed to three kinds of blood, and it is constantly evaporated!

On one side of the wax gourd sage and practitioners were stunned.

Is this blood?

It's also blood. The lethality of these two barrels of blood has exploded.

What kind of blood is this? How many years was it produced? Where is the origin? 】The same thought came to mind of all monks.

On the earth's relic ball, a cry similar to "pain" is emitted.

Its body shrinks and it doesn't land any more. It just pauses in mid air.

Stop The wax gourd emperor whispered.

Hold on, at least stabilize the big ball.

Zi - Tiandao remains on the ball, a sound of scorching sound gushing out.

In the end, there is a layer of "shell" like object that peels off from it.

This shell with the smell of "destruction" takes away the residual blood and falls down.

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