These guys didn't listen to him at all.
No matter how he tried to explain himself, it was useless.
Every time this happened, Song Shuhang was able to understand the mood of Huangshan's mother — she was very tired and wanted to look at the sky.
Is it possible that after I 'inherit' Cheng Lin's daoist name, I'll also inherit her karma?
However, Cheng Lin's karma … was due to the destruction of the ancient Heavenly City.
No, I, Ba Song, can't stand this injustice. How can I, a small cultivator of the Seventh Stage, shoulder such a huge karma?
Every debt has a debtor.
After thinking up to this point, Song Shuhang made up his mind.
"Let's go!" Song Shuhang said boldly.
"Eh?" The virtuous lamia looked at him in surprise. Song Shuhang's sudden boldness was quite cool.
Song Shuhang clenched his fists, and said, "If you hate Cheng Lin to the bone, then come."
Didn't you want to attack Cheng Lin?
I'll give you a chance!
If you think that attacking Cheng Lin isn't exciting enough, I can introduce you to Cheng Lin's brother, a big shot I really want to take a picture of.
If even Cheng Lin's brother can't satisfy you, I can introduce you to a mysterious person with a cute nickname named 'Little Spotted'!
"Are you trying to anger us to death?" Daoist Ivory Trigram said angrily.
The young man wearing a mink fur coat coughed violently. He raised the wine plate and stopped coughing with great difficulty, saying, "The illusion I set up can buy you some time. Cheng Lin, this is the last time the Tooth Fairy and I will help you. Quickly leave the world of beast cultivators! "
Daoist Ivory Trigram and the young man wearing a mink fur coat looked at Cheng Lin at the same time, a gentle look in the depths of their eyes.
The virtuous lamia mercilessly made faces at them.
"Quickly leave, don't waste any more time," the young man wearing a mink fur coat said and coughed again.
Daoist Ivory Trigram added, "Cheng Lin … don't come to the world of beast cultivators anymore."
At this time, Senior White said in a soft voice, "It's useless. It's already too late."
After saying this much, he stretched out his hand.
A huge Tree of Virtue appeared, and it was filled with Karmic Fruits.
Senior White waved the tree of virtue and swept it.
Boom ~ ~
In the void, there seemed to be a strange force that was blasted apart by Senior White's Tree of Merit and dissipated.
"Someone has already locked onto Song Shuhang and is attacking him across space," said the White Dragon Sister slowly.
Ultra-long-range space-crossing attacks were only the basic moves of Rank-9 and above bigwigs.
Song Shuhang was very envious.
As a Seventh Stage cultivator, his only 'super long-range attack' was the Fourth Stage 'Saber Controlling Technique', which could behead an enemy from a thousand miles away.
"How can it be so fast!" Daoist Ivory Trigram said anxiously.
The mink young man smiled bitterly and drank the bitter wine in the saucer.
"You two, leave." At this time, the White Dragon Sister slowly said, "You don't need to get involved in the feud between Cheng Lin and the Ancient Heavenly Court anymore. You have your own position. "
"Senior Golden Dragon, what do you think?" The young man in the mink fur coat looked at the White Dragon.
"Me." The White Dragon Sister raised her head proudly. "I'm already dead, dead as a doornail. Is the position of a dead person important? "
"Let's go. If we stay here, we'll only become targets," Senior White said.
After saying this much, he used his hand as a sword and lightly slashed. A sword light enveloped Song Shuhang and the others.
In the next moment, he left the illusory world.
Daoist Ivory Trigram and the young man in the mink fur coat silently gazed at the place where Senior White and the others disappeared for a long time.
"Monarch Bai Sheng?" the young man in the mink fur coat muttered.
Daoist Ivory Trigram: "Hmm?"
"Bai Sheng gave me the feeling that he was my first love," the young man in the mink fur coat suddenly said.
"…" Daoist Ivory Trigram.
He suddenly didn't know how to respond to his good friend's words. As a fortune teller, he relied on his mouth to make a living, and he was very articulate. But at this moment, he felt that he didn't know what to say.
After a short moment of silence, Daoist Ivory Trigram said in a grave tone, "I'll go and secretly keep an eye on Cheng Lin. If it really comes to the last moment, I'll make a move."
After saying this much, Daoist Ivory Trigram didn't wait for the young man in the mink fur coat to reply and disappeared.
"Tooth Fairy, wait a moment. I just wanted to say that the visual impact that Bai Sheng gave me just now reminded me of my first love, "the young man in the mink fur coat called out. Then, he put down the wine plate and also disappeared from the illusory grassland.
… …
… …
In the world of beast cultivators.
Senior White's sword light protected Song Shuhang and the others as they returned to the world of beast cultivators.
The layer of illusory power around them had already dispersed.
"Cheng Lin!"
"Cheng Lin!"
"Cheng ~ Lin ~"
More than ten voices echoed in Song Shuhang's ears at the same time. All of them were calling out Cheng Lin's name while gnashing their teeth.
Fairy Cheng Lin was truly a sinful woman.
"Unsheathe!" Senior White lightly shouted, and Meteor Sword flashed.
She stretched out her hand, and Meteor Sword rose into the sky.
"Boom ~"
A ball of dark green smoke was descending from the sky.
One could faintly see that behind this mass of smoke was an illusory figure that had set up an altar and was mumbling something, casting a spell from afar.
Normally speaking, when big shots cast a spell from afar, they would be able to launch a terrifying attack with just a casual wave of their hand.
But when they were seriously casting an altar and casting a spell … the power of their spell would increase by several folds.
Senior White's Meteor Sword flew into the sky, and with the support of the power of virtue, it directly pierced into the green smoke. Sword qi blossomed, dispersing the green smoke.
However, this mass of green smoke was only the vanguard.
Soon after, more than ten different kinds of magical techniques emerged from all over the world of beast cultivators, attacking Song Shuhang from afar.
A thick ray of light directly shot over from outside the atmosphere. It was a very high-tech weapon.
A fatal curse, invisible and intangible, appeared out of nowhere.
A sharp blade light suddenly dashed out, slashing toward Song Shuhang.
There was even a body tempering expert who punched from thousands of miles away. The fist energy locked onto Song Shuhang and fiercely smashed toward him.
The rich attack methods of these big shots of the ancient Heavenly City that had survived to this day made Song Shuhang envious.
Song Shuhang called out, "Stone Tablet Fellow!"
It's time for Fellow Daoist to appear.
You and I will join forces and create a legend of defeating all the big shots.
And this legend will begin with the super long-range attacks of more than ten of the ancient Heavenly City's remaining big shots!
Stone Tablet Fellow: "…"
Each of these more than ten kinds of super long-range attacks had the power of a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender.
Among them, there were Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcenders who directly launched long-range attacks, and there were also Eighth Stage Xu Ansheng who used Tribulation Transcender-level magical treasures to launch Tribulation Transcender-level attacks.
Hegemon BaSong was really a sinkhole.
Even if I said that I would take you to fight the big shots, isn't it a bit too much to start with ten Tribulation Transcender-level attacks?
Stone Tablet Fellow gritted his teeth.
In the next moment, the words' Tomb of Song Shuhang 'on his body began to shine.
Little Friend Song, this is as far as I can help you.
Be bold and don't be afraid of death.
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