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Four hundred and eighteenth chapter throbbing fate (2)

Tianlu, on the top of Tianzhu Mountain, beside the boundless Tianhu Lake, 30,000 women in the colorful clothes held a bright long sword, wore purple-shining half-body armor on their upper body, and a thick tower shield in their left hand. They were like a mighty warrior, shouting loudly and dancing a mighty and high-spirited battle dance.

A group of young girls in the 28th grade, each with tender skin and tender flesh, as tender as willow branches, the colorful clothes on their bodies are extremely gorgeous, and they are clearly figures like fairies.

They waved a long sword several times heavier than themselves in their right hand, held a heavy tower shield one head taller than them in their left hand, and were covered with heavy armor that could withstand the impact of heavy siege hammers, and were embroidered shoes that were wrapped around dragons and phoenix dances, roaring to the sky like crazy baboons.

They waved their long swords, like a despicable gangster who was trying hard to fight with people on the streets of the city. They stomped their feet, twisted their waists, shook their shoulders, and danced the long swords and heavy shields so hard that they whined.

From time to time, they also cooperated with the loud and powerful gongs and drums coming from afar, with long swords intertwined and shields collided with each other, making harsh noises.

This is not a 30,000 beautiful girl, it is clearly a 30,000 crazy mad woman!

As for the grassland where they were dancing wildly, there were 120,000 drums standing neatly, and 120,000 girls wearing tight leather armor and two white arms exposed were gritting their teeth and hysterically beating the drum.

A few months ago, when Zi Xiaosheng was playing the powerful drums for the first time, these drummer girls were all tender and tender, with delicate and charming bodies. Their two jade arms were as delicate as water onions. Their arms may be only the thickness of three fingers of an ordinary man.

A few months later, these originally tender and lovely girls had arms as thick as ordinary men's thighs. The muscles on their thick arms were raised high, and even the pretty and lovely faces had strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of strands of

If Chu Tian was here, he would have exclaimed - "What a group of mighty and powerful tomboys"!

On the stage with a tall dot, Zi Xiaosheng was dressed in military uniform and sat steadily on a tiger-headed chair. The wide chair was covered with a huge tiger skin, and a tiger-head of a 10-meter-meter-meter-meter-meter-long tiger was just stepped under Zi Xiaosheng.

This is also a bad habit of Chu Tian’s sect. Chu Tian told Zi Xiaosheng that the leader of the heroes in the world would make tiger heads made of tiger skins, so Zi Xiaosheng followed suit and acted like a mountain king.

More than a dozen young girls with a delicate aura stood aside in a daze, widening their eyes, staring at the 30,000 girls dancing below like a ghost in the daytime!

He shouted loudly, stomped his feet loudly, waved his sword and shield, sweating profusely, and was soaked in his clothes!

Although he is a delicate girl, he also has a tragic evil aura.

More than a dozen young girls looked at these dancing girls with stiff faces, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

"Sisters, can my 'Nichang Breaking Formation Song' be majestic? Can it be seen?" Zi Xiaosheng learned from what Chu Tian told him, the unique 'bold and arrogant spirit' of the 'heroes in troubled times'. While laughing "haha", he looked up and down at these girls who were noble from noble births and spoiled since childhood.

"Ah, ah? Majestic, majestic!" A girl who looked only twelve or twelve years old smiled tremblingly, and smiled at Zi Xiaosheng in a flattering way: "Sister Zi..."

"Call me, Mr. Zi!" Zi Xiaosheng looked at the girl very seriously: "Or Brother Zi? No, it's fine, Brother Zi, you can't use this title. Call me, Mr. Zi, do you have any objections?"

All a dozen girls shut their mouths.

You Zi Xiaosheng dare to play like this, but they dare not?

Zi Xiaosheng dared to call himself Mr. Zi, but if they really called him that, once it came into the ears of those old monsters, they would definitely be pulled out of a layer of skin.

The girls trembled and lowered their heads, not daring to reply to Zi Xiaosheng's words.

Zi Xiaosheng shook his head and looked at the girls with disgust: "Hey, they are like quails. No wonder you have no other use except for marriage. They are just tools to reproduce offspring."

He stood up suddenly, Zi Xiaosheng looked at the girls dancing wildly and said word by word: "I am different from you, Mulan, Mu Guiying, why can't I do what they can do?"

"Compared with me, whether it is Mulan or Mu Guiying, how can they have my way of reaching the sky?"

"Extraordinary people should be extraordinary things. Haha, I should...well?"

A faint purple cloud flashed across Zi Xiaosheng's eyebrows, and an inexplicable palpitation suddenly surged into his heart. He frowned suddenly and looked into the sky. The two eyes that were flowing with water suddenly turned into pure purple.

The divine light flowed in Zi Youyou's eyes, and the sky completely changed its appearance in Zi Xiaosheng's vision.

The sky and the earth disappeared, and there was only a boiling and endless stream of light that was endless. The river of light that was not sure of the end was eroding wildly. This long river released endless light, and at every moment, countless figures appeared and disappeared in the long river.

Sacred, ancient, vicissitudes, and distant!

Words cannot describe the greatness of this great river. It embraces everything, controls everything, accommodates everything, and can destroy everything.

The fate of all things is boiling in this long river, the life and death of all things is destined early in this long river, and the trajectory of all races in the world is engraved in the depths of this river.

This is the past, this is the present, this is the future, this is everything, this is destiny!

In this long river, you will be involuntarily, and everything will be dominated by this big river.

If you can transcend this long river, you can merge your destiny and you are the legendary god!

A terrifying aura kept gushing out of the long river. If ordinary people saw this long river, they would be directly dispersed by the terrifying Taoist rhyme contained in the long river, crushed the true spirit, and completely scattered.

Two purple divine lights that were everywhere in Zi Xiaosheng's eyes emitted. Two light pillars blasted into the long river. Countless runes roared out of the river and turned into a tide of destiny that would destroy everything. They wanted to crush Zi Xiaosheng's divine thought of throwing into the long river.

Zi Xiaosheng snorted coldly, and a red long skirt flashed in his eyes. The fire peacock was gorgeous, and his beautiful face suddenly appeared in the middle of his pupils. After a full breath, it slowly dissipated.

"Haha, haha, haha!"

Zi Xiaosheng let out an unknown sneer.

"Hmph, woman!"

Zi Xiaosheng clenched his fists with his hands, and his knuckles were clattering. He murmured to himself: "It's really amazing. The witch of the Tianhuo Sect actually targeted Brother Chu! Haha, this is not enough. Brother Chu's story belongs to me alone!"

A purple wooden stick as thick as a fist appeared quietly, and more than a dozen "dongdongdongdong" sounded, and a dozen girls standing beside him were beaten and rolled their eyes and fainted.

Zi Xiaosheng's sleeves are rolled up, 120,000 war drums, 120,000 drummers, and 30,000 sailors who dance wildly were walking away with him.
Chapter completed!
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