At this moment, the firelight jumped on the perfect handsome face like a classical sculpture of King's Landing, and the Wutang wearing a terrifying mask was even more unscrupulous at this moment, actually dancing in front of King's Landing.

However, King's Landing is also treated in the mood of watching the excitement, to see what the hell they are playing.

That's right, it's the big god of jumping in the area of Yanji Prefecture in the Far East........ Wu Tang opened his mouth, and began to sing for King's Landing in a ghostly and wolf-howling voice, and the voice could be described as absurd, miserable and desperate.

"Today's monarchs, if the soul returns, offer a full plate of delicacies, through this cup of jade dew sympathy, life fame and fortune to pass on to the descendants, chanting the master to send the deceased, the wicked abandon their evil thoughts, the good people are good-hearted, the hardships are abandoned, the fortune is exhausted, I wish you all the kings to die in bliss, humanity is still alive, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!!"

Worship shamanic witchcraft, dance great gods, demons dance wildly, black and ugly as ghosts....... Mu Ningfu looked at the otherworldly scene in front of her, the world of ghosts and gods, and the king of heaven was also immobile at this moment, and there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation on Jun's face, which was re-reflected by the firelight.

The dancing gods danced more and more in front of them, which annoyed Rongde, and Rongde immediately shouted at the other party, "Presumptuous! Dare to be so rude and disrespectful in front of the president of a neighboring country! ”

Rongde signaled to immediately lead the FIAs to disperse them, but it was King's Landing's hand that raised his hand to block it and stopped Rongde, and Rongde and Mu Ningfu looked at King's Landing's Sky in surprise at the same time.

"It's okay, let them jump, if the ghosts and gods can really jump the dead and alive, it would be really strange." King's Landing looked at the gods in front of him, and a pair of phoenix eyes were as bright as ever, like a god overlooking all beings, only a compassionate and tolerant smile.

And at this moment, in the distance, an even stronger cold aura spread towards them, this kind of aura that swept away the powerful dark impact force, which was rare in Mu Ningfu's life.

Mu Ningfu's eyes widened, as if she had a premonition that the characters who appeared in front of her were by no means good.

The aura of that man, the darkness and weirdness that he carried, seemed to have something in common with those ugly and ghostly dogs, as if they were the sins of a faction in their own right.

The man came.

On the steps in the distance, an army of shadows was the first to leap into Mu Ningfu's field of vision, and as the man walked up the stairs step by step, his face also jumped from the shadows to the leaping firelight.

With a thin smile, President Song Chang-hyuk led his team of assistants, a group of careerists who surrounded him like wild dogs, and walked towards King's Landing and Mu Ningfu step by step.

The roar of the vicious dog became even more urgent, and it seemed that the treacherous aura on Song Changhyuk's body had injected a stimulant into their dog's blood, which was enough to be red-eyed and excited.

And the dancing god of the Korean shaman dance continued to dance and dance, and the absurd voice continued to howl in Mu Ningfu's ears.

"I wish you all happiness in your death, humanity and evil, no Amitabha Buddha in the south, no Amitabha Buddha in the south, no Amitabha Buddha in the south, no Amitabha Buddha in the south, ......."

Song Changhyuk and Jun Lintian, these two people, in their respective terms, faced each other for the first time in the otherworldly ghost and god scene of the shaman jumping god.

The two of them really faced each other, Song Changhyuk had already walked in front of King's Landing at this moment, the two of them were staring at each other closely, the muzzle of the black hole was embedded in their eyes, aiming at each other, as if they were looking at each other's enemies across the famous 38-degree [Incheon Line].

Song Chang-hyuk.