"This script is wrong." Yu Rouko said depressedly.

Song Shuhang: "What?"

"The Wing King Whale was captured by someone else..." Yu Rouzi said.

When she learned that the "Wing King Whale" had escaped, she had already figured out a plot in her mind - she met with Senior Song and the unknown layman, and then everyone appeared on the way to the fairy-eating banquet. The three of them fought with the Wing King Whale and captured it. Finally, they received a "Baixue Fairy Special Whale Fairy Dishes".

As a result, before the three of them set off, the Wing King Whale had been captured and the reward also had wings flying.

"Haha, there is no way, after all, we are not Senior Bai. If Senior Bai set out with us this time, we would definitely meet this Winged King Whale." The handsome layman next to him smiled.

Yu Rouzi was dejected: "Whenever this is the time, I miss Senior Bai very much."

"I feel that it would be great if I could arrive safely near the Fairy Fairy Banquet, and there would be other twists and turns." Song Shuhang sighed.

Senior Bai has not yet come out of seclusion, and everyone is very uneasy.

Song Shuhang hopes that this fairy food banquet will be safe and safe, and nothing will happen.

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October 6, 2019, 10:00.

Song Shuhang, Yu Rouzi, and the mysterious lay Buddhist finished their items, drove their swords, swords, and magic weapons to the fairy food banquet site.

The mysterious layman put his hands behind him, stepped on a ring, and there was a pair of small wings on the ring, and the speed was extremely fast. When he flew, the ring would emit a faint fragrance of wine. In order to make his "existence" stronger, the mysterious layman also tried his best to do so.

Then there is Yu Rouko, who is the weakest. In order to catch up with Song Shuhang and the mysterious layman, she used the "Sword Light Escape Technique" that consumes more magic power. Her figure and sword light merged into one, and passed in an instant. With the "external alchemy magic weapon" to supplement her spiritual power, it would be no problem for a short period of time to consume spiritual power.

Song Shuhang and Yu Rouzi stood side by side. He just used the ordinary flying technique of the sword. The sword-Baoba sword body widened, and the whale bone guardrail was opened. Song Shuhang held the guardrail firmly and felt at ease in his heart.

Along the way, the mysterious lay Buddhist and Song Shuhang discussed the topic of [increasing their own sense of existence]. The two put forward countless assumptions and had a great time talking, hoping to chat for ten days and ten nights.

The mysterious lay Buddhist couldn't help but feel "I regret meeting too late".

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Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Shuhang and the other two finally entered the [Bailonghai] province held by this "Immortal Food Banquet".

"It's almost here." said the mysterious layman.

Yu Rouzi: "I'm so tired, Senior Song, Senior Sword Saint, let's slow down."

"No problem, Feather Fairy. Just in time, we must also determine the location of fellow Su Aqi Daoist and others to guide us." The mysterious layman nodded and said.

So, Song Shuhang and the other two slowed down their flight speed.

The mysterious lay Buddhist began to contact Kuang Dao Sanlang and Su Aqi.

At this time, in the void, you can see lights such as sword lights, escape lights, fairy boats, and divine shuttles flashing through them from time to time.

Members from all over the world who participated in the "Immortal Food Banquet" were rushing to Bailonghai Province.

The invitation range for this fairy food banquet is very wide, not limited to the world of cultivation.

Song Shuhang also saw a knight riding a colorful sky horse passing by him quickly. The sky horse ran around in the void with all legs, as if he was down-to-earth and very handsome.

Pegasus knights and dragon knights are all very handsome professions.

"Colorful horses, want to eat them." At this time, Sister Bailong suddenly spoke above Song Shuhang's head.

The colorful horse running wildly in front suddenly fell on his feet and slid forward for hundreds of meters while kneeling.

Song Shuhang: "..."

The knight immediately reacted quickly, and he jumped off the horse. Then he reached out and grabbed his colorful Tianma.

The colorful Tianma finally stood firm, but its four legs were still trembling, as if it had encountered something terrible.

The knight in armor was confused and could only reach out and comfort his Tianma gently, saying comforting words.

It was finally easy to calm down Tianma's emotions.

Then the armored knight rolled over the horse.

The colorful sky horse's wings shook and continued to run in the void.

Sister Bailong watched the colorful horses stay away, with a reluctance in her eyes.

"Well, Sister Bailong, please bear with me. I still have some friendship with Fairy Girl. After the Fairy Food Banquet, I will ask Fairy Girl to come and give you a full horse banquet?" Song Shuhangdao.

He still has some spirit stones on his body, so it should be fine to pay a full-horse banquet.

Sister Bailong smiled gently and said, "I'm just talking... My current state is similar to a body of merit, and I can't eat anything even if I want to."

After saying that, she shrank again and hid in Song Shuhang's white whale guardrail.

The three continued to fly forward slowly.

At this time, another practitioner flew over from afar.

This cultivator is not a "cultivation system". His hair and beard are white, but he is tall and powerful. His muscles are exploded and his body is covered with scars.

He was wearing only a pair of beach pants and riding a weird spirit beast.

This spirit beast looks a bit like a spider, but it is located on its body with a huge eye. There are a pair of bat wings on its back, which are slowly flapping.

The old man saw Song Shuhang and others flying slowly from afar. At first, he didn't care and was about to fly past Song Shuhang on a spirit beast.

However, when he was about to approach Song Shuhang, his heart suddenly moved.

[Everyone in the world knows you] is activated.

"Ba...Ba Song~~Ba...Ba Ru!" he said tremblingly.

Song Shuhang: "..."

What a fucking feeling when an old man with white hair called you "Baba"?

After trembling, the muscular old man directed his spider spirit beast to stay away from Song Shuhang, looking afraid of getting pregnant.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Then, a moment later.

The gray-haired old man suddenly felt a little moved again.

His eyes fell on Song Shuhang's right fist position.

There is Song Shuhang's natal magic weapon "Reverse Whale Warrior Fist Gloves".

Then, the old man suddenly became excited again. He directed his spirit beast to approach Song Shuhang carefully.

Song Shuhang: "..."

"The hypocritical holy light will abandon believers, but the real holy light will never abandon anyone!" The old man said to Song Shuhangdao, and after saying that, he pinched his thumb and pressed it hard on his chest.

He sensed the highest standard "real holy light" from Song Shuhang's boxing gloves, which was simply a holy light of the god-incarnation level!

Song Shuhang looked confused.

At this time, Sister Bailong's voice came: [May the real holy light smile at you, child. You answer him like this. Answer him with a smile.]

Song Shuhang's mouth twitched slightly, and finally squeezed out a gentle smile: "May the real holy light smile at you, child."

Song Shuhang felt goose bumps all over his body when he called him "child" when he was a man who could be his grandfather, and a sense of indescribable shame surged into his heart.

After seeing Song Shuhang's gentle smile, the old man at the fifth level suddenly burst into tears: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Sage, please tell us... where our gods have gone?" said the old man with white hair and muscular strength.

Song Shuhang: "??"

"Holy, our god... is gone." The muscular old man continued: "That day, we opened our eyes, but found that we had forgotten a lot of things. We obviously gathered together with each other because of the same faith, and we still have doctrines and sacred scriptures in our hands, which record the meaning of the real holy light. We still vaguely remember that the god was once by our side. But now, we forget everything. We forget our gods, and we cannot even recall what the gods look like."

"Many companions have left, and more and more companions are confused and lose their direction."

"Where is my lord...?"

"Have my lord...abandon us?"

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.

Well, he could probably guess the identity of this old man.

Believers of the [Ending Church] may even be crazy believers.

Their god, the creation of the second heavenly way, "the planet with eyes" was thrown into the "the small dark room of the heavenly way".

Like Song Shuhang and others, the planet with eyes has become a "little transparent" from its root.

In the heavens and all realms, its believers can't remember it, their name of gods, their appearance, or their power.

Think about it, it's quite miserable.

Faith collapsed completely overnight.

Now, this muscular old man probably mistakenly thought that he was a saint in the "End of the Sage of the End of the Sage of Song Shuhang in the "Reverse Whale Warrior Gloves" and the identity of Song Shuhang's "Eighth-grade Xuansheng".

"Saint, is our god... still here?" the old man smiled.
To be continued...