Chapter 1911 This Script Skips Directly to the Ending!

Su Clan's Sixteen pursed her lips and chuckled, and she also squeezed her fingers lightly to cast the thunder technique.

Boom boom boom

In the sky, there were four more deafening thunders in a row... that made up the number of five thunders in the 'five thunders in the sky'.

Help is of course trying to be perfect.

Since it is said to be five thunderbolts, of course, we must collect the number.

After completing the four thunders for Song Shuhang, the figures of Su Shi's Sixteen and Song Shuhang turned a corner and disappeared.

Leaving only the man with a stunned face in the same place, isn't it just talking about things like five thunders in the sky? How do you play it for real?

"A coincidence, it must be a coincidence." The man explained desperately.

The girl didn't speak. She reached out and wiped her tears, slapped her boyfriend on tiptoe, and then ran away.

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On the other side, the incarnation of Prince Hai's robbery slowly floated up from the bottom of the sea.

His attire and magic weapon coordination are the same as the body, and even in order to make the camouflage more real, this incarnation of Jie also carries a certain amount of spiritual stones and medicinal herbs.

If the plan goes well, these spirit stones, medicinal pills, and magical instruments will basically become the trophies of Tyrant Song, or they will simply be consumed in the battle, or they will be wiped out.

The price is not small.

However, as long as this 'tyrannical song robbery' can be successfully passed, this effort is completely acceptable.

Young Master Hai took this catastrophe very seriously, just like he was dealing with a heavenly catastrophe.

Even the 'Tyrant Song Tribulation' was more troublesome to him than the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Then, think of a way to attract Tyrant Song's attention." Young Master Hai said softly.

The current location of Xuansheng Tyrant Song should be near Tiantian Island.

If he simply wants to attract Xuansheng Tyrannical Song's attention, it is very simple... He only needs to rush to Xuansheng Tyrannical Song Dynasty, provoke him, and he will be able to draw hatred in minutes.

But doing this, as long as anyone who has a little brain, will feel that there is a problem, so that his 'incarnation of robbery' will not be able to play the effect of robbery.

He needs to create a coincidence, do something around Xuansheng Tyrant Song, or show up, and then "accidentally" attract Xuansheng Tyrant Song's attention.

At that time, let Xuansheng Tyrannical Song take the initiative to come to him, in order to be effective.

The whole plan should be natural, not contrived.

Gong Zihai began to calculate in his mind.

After a while, a prototype of a plan took shape in his mind.

"It's my first time trying to set a big picture like this and let myself die." Young Master Hai murmured.

There will always be setbacks along the way.

The road to cultivation is very long, and temporary gains and losses are nothing. Whoever can prove the Dao and longevity first is the one who has the last laugh.

At present, Xuansheng Tyrannical Song is several realms ahead of him, but who can decide what will happen in the future?

"After the feigned death plan is successful, the sky will be high enough for the birds to fly, and the sea is wide and the fish leaps. At that time, it will be the time for my high-speed development." Gongzi Hai gently stroked the robes on his body and returned to the confident and graceful son.

The corners of his mouth rose, charismatic.

"Anyway, let's go to Tiantian Island first." He patted his body, his spiritual power revolved, and his wet body quickly became dry. Then he sacrificed a standard 'Wuji Mozong' flying sword and turned into a sword light.

Just as he was about to leave, the phone in his arms rang.

It was the personal mobile phone, only the mobile phone of An Zhimojun and Zhengneng.

Gong Zihai stopped his sword light and took out his mobile phone.

The caller ID is Anzhi Mojun's number, and the light on the screen is very dazzling.

And Demon Lord Anzhi's phone is now in the hands of Xuansheng Tyrant Song.

At first, he thought that the person who captured Demon Lord Anzhi was their old enemy. Later, after several attempts, he determined that Demon Lord An Zhi was captured by Xuansheng Tyrant Song.

[If it is Tyrannical Song, it is just as I intended. 】 Young Master Hai secretly said.

The reason why he still keeps this phone is for now.

So he reached out and connected the phone.

"Hello, Young Master Haidaoyou." On the phone, it was not the voice of Xuansheng Tyrant Song, but a woman's voice full of chills.

This voice is the voice of his close friend Su Clan's Seventeenth family, Su Clan's Sixteenth.

"Hehehe, Little Sixteen, I haven't seen you for a few months. Listening to the voice, are you in good shape?" Young Master Hai said slowly.

He began to adjust his state, trying to master the 'rhythm' into his own hands.

Although Su Clan's Sixteen's phone call was sudden, it was in line with his plan. The script has already started, he has to master the rhythm and not let the plot take off.

"After all, Young Master Haidao, you're hiding too well." Su Shi's Sixteen said slowly, "So now, do we want to meet?"

"Hahaha, it's better to avoid it. Now, I don't want to see Qi, and I don't want to see you." The corner of Young Master Hai's mouth rose.

Great, everything is under control.

"It's up to you." Su Clan's Sixteen suddenly said.

Young Master Hai frowned slightly, what do you mean?

There is always a bad feeling about going off the script.

"It's dawn, why don't you look up at the sky?" Su Clan's Sixteen whispered.

The next moment, Gong Zihai felt the sound of breaking the sky coming from above his head.

He activated 'Jianguang' for the first time, performed the sword-fighting technique, turned into light, and evaded quickly.

Boom boom boom!

In the sky, several golden rays of light slammed into the sea, causing a wave of waves on the sea.

The golden rays of light were all powerful instruments, and the attacks formed by bursting down from the air.

Vaguely, Young Master Hai could see that among the rays of light, there were knives, swords, spears, crossbows, spikes, fists, and even a smashing blow from a horn.

Each of these instruments is of the eighth-grade level, exuding terrifying coercion.

Gongzihai raised his head and looked at the sky.

In the void, a golden chariot slowly emerged.

His 'Tyrannical Song Tribulation' stood on the chariot with his arms in his arms. Beside him is Su's little girl, and there is a big turtle who can't see the strength.

"Long time no see, Young Master Hai." Xuansheng Tyrannical Song said slowly: "As expected of the enemy of my life, he was able to evade my attack in one breath."

Young Master Hai: "..."

He was really flattered. He didn't expect him to have such a high status in Xuansheng Tyrannical Song's mind, a lifelong enemy?

The progress of the script was much faster than he planned, and he jumped directly to the finale.

Fortunately, the result has not changed. Although I don't know how Xuansheng Tyrannical Song perceives his position, as long as he can complete the 'suspended death plan', there will be no problem.

In the void, Song Shuhang's thoughts moved.

The violently shot knives, swords, flag guns, crossbows, spikes, fists, horns and other instruments, the return of swish swish, these are all the components of the thirty-three beast combination instruments, as well as a 'dao instrument' Jiu Xiu Phoenix Sword, mixed in to make up the numbers.

It's a pity that he couldn't use the "Precious Mirror of Divine Soldiers" developed by Song Mutou.

Otherwise, the magical weapons that are shot out can be recovered only by the power of space, and there is no need to let them return by such a low method as 'flying'.

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