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Song Jinglun is full of confidence.

However, things in this world often mean that the more you fear something, the more it will happen.

As soon as Song Jinglun finished his words, laughter suddenly came from the void.

Snow has been falling in the sky.

The snowflakes suddenly gathered on one finger, forming a blizzard tornado.

This blizzard tornado became smaller and smaller, and finally formed a tall snowman.

The snowman fell in front of everyone.

"Haha, God is really helping me!" The snowman has a nose and eyes. He laughed and said: "I actually allowed eight human practitioners to appear in the wilderness here. Your soul waves and brain waves are the most powerful ones for me.

Good supplements, I want them, hahaha..."

"Evil beast!" Song Jinglun's eyes turned cold, but without saying much, he suddenly waved his hand and used his psychic sword!

The psychic sword came out and instantly struck the snowman's head like a bolt of lightning!

With a click, the snowman's head was immediately chopped off and flew out.
Chapter completed!