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"No! These three words are newly engraved."

"In this way, this is the mountain chosen by Yue Wuquan!"

"Moon Endless! Endless Peak! Yes, this is the peak chosen by Yue Wanquan."

"Walk!"

"Swoosh swish swish..."

Dozens of figures flew towards the mountain peak, and monks flew over from afar.

However, they searched the endless peak three times carefully, not to mention Qin Shuang, but even the shadow of a person was not found.

"She isn't hiding, right?"

"Where can she hide?"

"How can I know?"

"I don't believe we can't find it."

"Yes, let's look for it again."

At this time, over the sea, a flying boat flew towards the direction of the Warrior Continent like lightning.

Inside the flying boat, the demon clone Feng Yan was driving it. Qin Shuang and the fire clone Feng Ming were both in the demon-suppressing tower. Qin Shuang had already changed back to her original appearance and practiced with the help of the weak water pill. Now her cultivation of Dharma Tao and martial arts is much different. She wants to improve her cultivation of Dharma Tao first.

not to mention……

Yue Wujin is practicing in the sky wall, and her speed of improvement must be very fast. She doesn't want to be pulled down by Yue Wujin.

The fire clone Feng Ming was refining spiritual weapons for himself. The material used was Qin Shuang and got the cow horns of the pair of ancient monsters. The fire clone Feng Ming was preparing to refine the two cow horns into two scimitars.

After practicing in the Demon-Suppressing Tower for a month, Qin Shuang's cultivation level did not improve much, but Feng Ming, the Fire clone, successfully refined the two scimitars.

The two scimitars were as red as fire, sharp and forcing people. They exuded a fierce aura. Qin Shuang stroked the scimitar and said:

"These two scimitars are not weaker than my dragon sword!"

"It should be a little worse." Feng Ming said in contemplation: "However, as my strength in refining increases, I will increase the grade of these two scimitars."

"Since you have finished refining the weapon, then take more time to understand the weapon. You have not yet understood the weapon for a long time."

"good!"

Feng Ming put the two swords into his body to warm up, began to understand the art of the weapon, and Qin Shuang continued to practice.

This day.

The flying boat had already flown across the Red Sea. The demon clone Feng Yan was driving the flying boat while comprehending the formation. Suddenly, she looked out through the porthole and saw that there were many monks walking in front of the flying boat.

but……

These monks suddenly swooped towards the sea below, and Feng Yan raised his eyebrows:

"Is there any treasure under the sea? Are these people coming to find the treasure?"

"Um?"

She saw a figure floating in the air, wearing a black robe, with a jade-like face. There was a horn on her head, and she was looking at her with a smile.

"Phantom Demon!"

The demon clone Feng Yan was shocked and hurriedly communicated with Qin Shuang in the demon-suppressing tower. At the same time, he stopped flying boats and stared at the phantom demon opposite.

but……

If someone was watching from the side at this time, they would find that the flying boat driven by the demon clone Feng Yan did not stop, and did not drive towards the illusion demon, but dived towards the sea like those monks before.

"hehe……"

The fantasy demon sneered a few times and his body fell towards the sea. At the same time, the cultivators who were sweeping and the demon clone Feng Yan began to leak out and were absorbed by the fantasy demon.

"Wow..."

One by one, the figures fell into the sea and fell to the bottom of the sea. The illusion demon also sank into the sea at the same time. The illusion enveloped everyone, absorbing spiritual power from them. In the hearts of the monks, they were still flying between the blue sky and white clouds at this time, and Feng Yan was also parked in the air, constantly communicating with Qin Shuang. He had no idea that he and others had been shrouded in the illusion.

"Haha..." The fantasy demon moaned: "After absorbing the essence of these people, my fantasy can be improved one more level."

"Um?"

Qin Shuang, who had been practicing in the Demon-Suppressing Tower for half a year, was already rushing to the second level of the Dan-King Stage, suddenly opened her eyes. She felt that the aura of Feng Yan, the demon clone, was becoming weak.

"What's going on?"

Qin Shuang's thoughts moved and appeared in the Demon-Suppressing Tower. Then she was shocked. She just saw the appearance of the flying boat and found that the flying boat was running into the sea at this moment.

This was because of the sudden incident that caused this situation. The Phantom Demon did not expect that a person would suddenly appear, and that he was a person with such a high soul realm, so his Phantom Demon did not focus on his Phantom Demon. Qin Shuang did not expect that there was a Phantom Demon outside, so when he first came out, he was psychedelic, and then woke up on alert.

"Phantom Demon!"

Qin Shuang's heart hopped, and when her thoughts moved, a very light golden guqin floated on her head. Without touching it, the dragon and phoenix sounded and the illusion shattered.

At this time, everyone had already landed on the bottom of the sea. The monks were lying on the bottom of the sea, with their eyes closed, completely obsessed with the illusion and had not woken up yet.

Qin Shuang stretched out one arm, the dragon sword came out around his body, held it with one hand, and slashed towards the illusion demon in the waist. A sword aura spread towards the illusion demon like a training game. The sword aura was shining with stars.

Little Zhoutian Sword Dao.

The figure of the illusion demon suddenly became illusory. When Xiao Zhoutian saw it slashing through the illusion demon's waist, it was like a shadow slashing. The shadow then shattered and dissipated at the bottom of the sea.

The figure of the illusion demon appeared in the other direction, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "pop".

"boom……"

The little Zhoutian swordsman bombarded the seabed, and Qin Shuang's eyes shrank. It did not cut a gap between the seabed, but a blue light curtain appeared, rippling out a circle of ripples. Then, a dark gap was cracked in the middle of the ripples, and a huge suction force was transmitted from the gap, creating a huge vortex, sucking the bodies of the monks into the light shield.

Qin Shuang felt the huge suction force, causing her to rush towards the crack involuntarily. Although she struggled hard, she was still sucked in in an instant.

Qin Shuang landed on the ground, and felt the hard land under her feet, and there was no sea water around her. Looking up, a blue light on her head blocked the sea water. Looking around, dozens of monks had woken up at this time and were blindly looking around. Qin Shuang's flying boat was not far away, and the demon clone was also inside the flying boat. With a wave of his hand, he put the demon clone away and at the same time he put the demon clone into his dantian. Looking towards the left, he saw a black robe standing there, looking at Qin Shuang vigilantly. Seeing Qin Shuang looking over, Ning said:

"Qinshuang, it's very strange here. Let's put aside our grudges first. How about joining forces?"

Qin Shuang stared at him and said, "Didn't you arranged this here?"
Chapter completed!