Thirteen-year-old cicada!

The sound of the pipa is melancholy and ecstatic.

Around Shenghao Capital, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and it was a miserable place.

Behind Lu Qian, the shimmering light of the Immortal Lotus Platform floated. The sound of the pipa made this Buddhist treasure left behind by the old monk feel a certain amount of pressure. The 'person' playing the pipa was so powerful that it was impossible to predict.

Yucanglang let out a long roar and turned into nine extremely thin magic lights flying into the sky. After a circle, the void suddenly collapsed into nine huge holes. The chaotic energy from the outside world was infected by the magic light, attracted by the magic energy, and transformed into

A miserable green lightning surged down. Thunder roared all over the sky, like a collapse of the sky, hitting the big river and the wooden boat on the river.

‘Chlang, choke, choke’!

The woman playing the pipa waved her bare hands lightly, and circles of soft and thin ripples slowly spread from the human bone pipa. Countless magic thunder surged down, all of which were shattered, disappeared, and gone in the thin ripples of the pipa.

live.

Yucanlang was still waiting to do something, when suddenly a little white Buddhist flame rose up in his body.

I ran to do a nucleic acid test in the morning.

The neighbor’s old lady also said that the nucleic acid test is now inaccurate.
Chapter completed!