Everyone at the banquet was shocked, and it was difficult for the guests to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, so they all got up and looked at Song Ge on the stage.

The black mist itself looks very weird, and besides, most of the blood rakshasa is cultivated, and it is transformed into a Fang Tian painting halberd, which is a three-in-one, which is equivalent to three times that of ordinary condensation and most of the cultivation into a punch.

Those who have fought with the Blood Rakshasa have seen the cultivation of the weapon, and the weapon turned into a weapon is not different from the actual one.

And now, the weapon slammed into Song Ge's body like air, causing no damage.

Everyone estimated that the black mist was the newly obtained method of the Blood Rakshasa and no one had seen the Blood Rakshasa use it in the past hundred years, and such a strange method was like the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, which crashed into Song Ge's body like air and disappeared.

This is clearly the realm of ten thousand laws that belong to the legendary level in ancient books.

No one on the Tianxing Continent has ever been able to achieve the inviolability of all laws, so it is also very vague in the book left by the sages, and a metaphor is used in the book to speculate this realm for the younger generations.

Ten thousand flowers have been in the bush, and the leaves do not stick to the body!

The Blood Rakshasa cultivated to condense Fang Tian's painting halberd and black mist, isn't it the ten thousand flowers? And Song Ge was swept by the black mist and hit by Fang Tian's painting halberd, but there was nothing at all, and the black fog and Fang Tian's painting halberd also disappeared, isn't this just a leaf that doesn't stick to his body.

Seeing that the Blood Rakshasa made a mistake but no one stepped in to stop it, how dare they sit and stand at a loss when they come to such a conclusion.

At this moment, there were only two people sitting, one was Song Ge, and the other was the Blood Rakshasa.

The Blood Rakshasa is the loss of the whole body cultivation, and it is not easy to lose the support of cultivation at the age of several hundred years without dying of old age immediately, how can it still stand.

What about Song Ge? With a smile on her face, she looked like an innocent and innocent little girl next door, and she just looked at the Blood Rakshasa who was muttering to herself like she had lost her kidney and lost her heart.

Song Ge was in a state of pure confusion now, her facial expression had already stiffened, and she didn't know that she was still smiling.

She hasn't figured out the situation until now, she just wants to watch the ceremony, she was very happy to see Ying Wuxing angry, but she suddenly killed a blood rakshasa, and without saying a word, she wanted to encourage everyone to destroy the Fengyun Sect, and everyone didn't come to kill her from this neurosis, and pinched the soft persimmons.

Song Ge had countless grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

The most important thing is that the blood rakshasa neuropathy took the black pasty and very powerful and domineering Fang Tian painting halberd and made a blind gesture on her, and then sat on the ground and changed to touch the porcelain.

Song Ge now wants to find a mobile phone and ask the majority of wise netizens what to do.

How should a flying martial arts master touch porcelain?

"The juniors have seen the seniors!"

The blood rakshasa that was paralyzed on the ground and touched the porcelain in front of him had not been resolved, and everyone below knelt on the ground again, and Ula Ula shouted something Song Ge did not hear a word clearly.

Her brain is blank, her running memory is small, and she is dead!

How should hundreds of martial arts masters collectively touch porcelain?

Song Ge didn't speak, and the people kneeling on the ground below didn't even dare to raise their heads, let alone get up.

Back to the realm of returning to the basics, everyone present may be able to touch the explosion of character that day, Song Ge is just one step ahead in this realm, and it is enough to be afraid, but if the law is not violated, it will be different, originally everyone had to draw a question mark in their hearts about whether this realm exists, and if there is really a knee that is not soft, that is, the old birthday star hanged!

Ying Wuxing looked at the Blood Rakshasa in front of him, and then looked at the people below who were kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed, and he didn't know what kind of expression to put on his face.

Although he didn't know why Song Ge survived, he was sure that it was not the legendary Ten Thousand Laws that everyone thought, watching the misunderstanding deepen to this point step by step, should he cry or laugh?

"This is..."

At this time, an old man had just come to the banquet square, and when he saw the kneeling square, all the people in the square suspected that he had gone to the wrong place, did he come to some kind of demon cult gathering place?

Hey, no, that person knows, he's a decent person!

Hey, no, I know this, I know that I know that I know this, I know this... They are all famous elders of the major sects.

Who are they kneeling in?

He looked at the main platform and saw Ying Wuxing, and found that Ying Wuxing also looked over, not wrong, it was Fengyun Sect.

He looked to the side again, and found that the only person sitting on the high platform turned out to be Song Ge, and he was stunned for a moment, isn't this the little granddaughter? What is the situation?

Song Ge looked blankly at the person who came when she heard the voice, and found that the person who came was also looking at her.

Seeing this, Song Ge's eyes lit up, and he finally had a life-saving straw to grasp.

It was none other than Song Shanhe, who had been tracking the Blood Rakshasa all the way.

Song Ge was about to cry when he got up, and when he opened his mouth, he shouted: "Master..."

But as soon as the word master came out, Ying Wuxing turned into light and shadow and came to Song Ge's side and covered her mouth, and whispered: "Grandma, no, you are my grandmother now, you must not call grandpa, everyone in Fengyun Sect will have to give you a funeral." ”

Song Ge is really going to cry, so many people touch porcelain, you don't help solve it, why don't you let Grandpa ask for help?

"Why are you all kneeling? Hurry up, Fengyun Sect can't afford such a big gift!" Song Shanhe didn't know what the situation was, and he was even more confused when he saw that Ying Wuxing was still blocking Song Ge's mouth.

"Don't dare, my seniors don't speak, how dare I get up. Some of the crowd replied as a sign of their sincerity.

"I can't wait to get up!" the others responded.

Song Shanhe was completely confused, what senior? Where did the seniors come from? He saw that several of the kneeling people were older than Ying Wuxing, and they were the same generation as their master.

Song Shanhe looked at Ying Wuxing, the two of them had been practicing together since childhood, how could the tacit understanding they had cultivated be bad, and asked silently what the situation was.

Ying Wuxing shook his head with a wry smile, and said to Song Genu, motioning for Song Shanhe to hurry over and help persuade your granddaughter.

Song Shanhe saw Ying Wuxing's appearance, and then saw that the people kneeling on the ground in the square were busy walking around the stage, and asked the same question later about the cause and effect, Ying Wuxing asked for help, which must be the most important thing to be solved first.

When Song Shanhe came to the stage, Ying Wuxing stood next to Song Ge and looked at him, and Song Ge also looked at him with a bitter face asking for help.

What is this going on? Monk Song Shanhe and Zhang'er were completely confused.

"You say, right?" said the sentence that should have come out of nowhere.

What kind of stuff comes up and asks directly, right?

Song Shanhe saw that Ying Wuxing looked innocent and asked for help, he could only say blankly: "Yes... Let's do it!"

Song Ge was even more panicked when he heard the answer, was he serious? Is this really good?

"Boldly say, treat them as ordinary people, you are a high immortal, just do what I just said. Ying Wuxing whispered to Song Ge on the side to do psychological work.

Song Shanhe saw Song Ge looking over again, and he could only nod blankly when he was confused.

Song Ge took a deep breath, took a deep breath and took a deep breath, she was so nervous when she held a concert for 10,000 people for the first time, so she relied on deep breathing to regulate her emotions.

"Everyone, get up!" Song Ge adjusted her emotions and looked down with a smile, those people below her heart had become her fanatical fans.

"Thank you, senior!" Everyone got up and thanked Song Ge when they heard his voice, and they all stood below with low eyebrows, waiting for Song Ge to continue teaching.

Song Shanhe scratched his head when he saw the reaction below, what a mess, how did his granddaughter become the predecessor of these people.

"Actually, you don't have to be like this, I'm just one step ahead in terms of Taoism, and in terms of seniority, many of you still have to call me senior..."

The people below were busy saying that they didn't dare to dare, especially many people who believed that they were high-ranking people, and they were suddenly a little messy.

"Ahem..."

Hearing Song Ge's cough on stage, there was a chill below, and no one dared to speak out anymore.

"Everyone, after listening to me," Song Ge said unhurriedly: "Sect Master Ying is my senior brother, and the Song family master is also my senior brother, and I am the junior sister of the two of them, not an old ancestor, so you don't have to be too formal." ”

Song Shanhe glared at Ying Wuxing, why did this make her granddaughter a junior sister?

You should look straight down without squinting and looking straight down.

"Junior, don't dare!"

People are just polite and polite, and they are all human spirits, and no one dares to kick their noses and face to be the first bird.

However, they didn't expect that Song Ge was just the junior sister of Ying Wuxing and Song Shanhe, they had never heard of him and his junior sister, they must have been concentrating on cultivation, no wonder they were able to reach the realm of inviolability, no wonder they looked so young and innocent like a little girl.

Preconceived notions make everyone always consider problems from the perspective of younger generations, and dare not go beyond the thunder pool.