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The five people shouted loudly, turned their legs and slapped Donglai towards Qinshuang. Five thigh marks appeared in the air, covering the sky, and a huge shadow enveloped the Luofu Sect camp.
"Endless!"
Gong Lijiao and the other three people screamed in horror and suddenly stood up from the ground. Their bodies, which were very healed, were suddenly filled with energy and blood, which made the three of them turn pale in an instant. The faces of the five Huanglu Island disciples who swooped down from the east showed a hint of a sinister smile.
"What?"
The expressions of the five people on Huanglu Island suddenly changed. In their field of vision, Qin Shuang's figure suddenly became five, divided into five directions, and rushed towards them. Each Qin Shuang put his right arm back. Pull it up, then use your body as a bow and your arms as arrows to punch out with a bang.
"Bang bang bang..."
With a series of dense and loud explosions, Wujiu's fist continuously blasted the air, creating whirlpools. The fist seemed to poke out a dragon's head from outside the whirlpool, and suddenly hit the five thigh marks in the air, blowing the thighs apart. The seal hit their bodies.
"Bang bang bang..."
The five figures were like meteors, flying upside down for more than 500 meters, and then fell heavily to the ground from the air. Blood spurted from the mouth and nose, and they passed out. It was because Qin Shuang had restrained his strength, otherwise Qin would have With the power of Qin Shuang, with their five fragile bodies, their bodies will be blown apart by Qin Shuang.
"Hiss..."
There were gasps all around, and the disciples of the Five Sects of Erdao who were watching looked at Qin Shuang in shock.
"Is she a foundation-building monk? How could she be so powerful? Five people were defeated by her legs with one move. How can she be a disciple of Huanglu Island? It is normal to defeat six disciples of the same level, let alone five. One mistake at a time? Normally, the Huanglu Island disciples alone could defeat the siege of several disciples from the Six Sects.
Then... why is it the other way around tomorrow? "
Both pairs of eyes looked at Qin Shuang full of fear!
"Hulala..."
Qin Shuang's body hovered in the air like a dancing crane, and landed lightly on the ground. She turned around and looked at Gong Lijiao and the other three people. Seeing their pale faces, she asked with concern:
"Are we okay?"
"No...it's okay!" The three of them couldn't help but feel dazed for a while.
Qin Shuang's heart was relieved, and with a smile on her face she said: "Senior Sister Gongli, Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Li, thank you."
The three people moved their legs and opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say.
"Go back to the house to heal." Qin Shuang said softly.
"Then they..." Gong Lijiao looked at the six Huanglu Island disciples lying on the ground, with a look of worry on his face.
Qin Shuang's expression turned cold and he said, "Let them lie there."
Gong Lijiao and the other two glanced at each other wrongly, and the worry between their brows was even worse. At this time, Qin Shuang felt a kind of awe in their hearts. They wanted to express their worries, but they didn't dare to speak, so they nodded. , obediently returned to their respective houses. At this time, the monks who were watching also dispersed, and silence returned to the Luofu Sect camp.
Qin Shuang looked at his house that had become ruins, sighed, and began to rebuild. With her cultivation level, it doesn't take two hours to rebuild a simple house. During this period, Gong Lijiao and three others came out and wanted to ask for help, but Qin Shuang persuaded them to go back.
Two hours later, Qin Shuang had returned to the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
At this time, two identical Yue Wuwu were walking in the center of the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower. Qin Shuang looked at the wooden clone walking on the opposite side of him, frowning slightly in thought.
For example, the width of the consciousness sea of Mingmu's clone is even better than that of Qinshuang's body. That width should be able to withstand the tempering of thunder, right
I don’t know how long it will take for her to condense the mist threads and reach the peak of the late ninth level of the Qi refining stage
"Soon!" A smile appeared on the wooden clone's face and he spoke softly.
Qin Shuang's eyes lit up, and he took out a jade bottle decorated with ten Yuanling Pills and handed it to the wooden clone: "Then I will condense the mist silk first, and notify him when the mist silk is condensed to the extreme."
"Yeah!" The wooden clone nodded slightly and closed his eyes.
The smile on Qin Shuang's face gradually faded. He took out the talisman pen and talisman paper, extracted the golden aura of Haoran from Haoran's heart, and wrote four big characters on the talisman paper:
Thunder is coming!
The tip of the pen was raised, and the thunder of Qianjun fell eastward, and was absorbed by Qin Shuang into the sea of consciousness, and began to temper the water line. At the same time, he used the power of his soul to start studying the foundation of Taoism over there.
Time passes day by day.
On the eighteenth day, Qin Shuang heard the voice of the wooden clone in his ears: "He condensed successfully."
Qin Shuang nodded slightly, but did not open his eyes. Another two quarters of an hour passed. When Qin Shuang had consumed the last trace of thunder and lightning that made him aware of the world, he opened his eyes. She didn't need to use the power of the sea of consciousness to explore the sea of consciousness of the wooden clone. The two people were exactly the same in all aspects, otherwise she could know all the conditions of the wooden clone with a thought. Her face showed joy, and she discovered that the mist threads of the wooden clone had condensed into thirteen feet. She wanted to be three feet more than other monks, and she couldn't help but secretly thought:
"Is thirteen feet the true peak of the Qi refining stage?"
Looking at the wooden clone, he pondered for a while and said: "From now on, I will call him Yue Wuwu, and he will be called Qin Shuang."
"Yeah!" The wooden clone nodded.
Qin Shuang took out the talisman pen and talisman paper again and said, "I'm ready. Now he uses the power of thunder to temper my mist threads."
The wooden clone's expression became solemn, he vomited for a few times, and then nodded towards Qin Shuang.
Qin Shuang wrote two words on the talisman paper: Qing Lei.
"Boom..."
A bolt of thunder struck the wooden clone between the eyebrows, and was absorbed by the wooden clone. The wooden clone's brows furrowed slightly, and he began to practice as if nothing had happened. Qin Shuang felt the wooden clone's sea of consciousness, and the tense look on his face finally became relaxed.
It is worthy of being born and raised as a top-quality spiritual creature, and it also has the width of the sea of consciousness that is equivalent to the stage of becoming a god. The most important thing is that its sea of consciousness is extremely stable, and the sea of consciousness of the light thunder and wood clone has not been harmed in the slightest. However, the effect of tempering mist silk is surprisingly good. Qin Shuang estimated that at that speed, it would only take about twenty days to temper thirteen feet of mist silk. to the limit.
Qin Shuang temporarily left the east to study the Taoist construction foundation of the world over there, controlled the body with the power of the soul, and released the Thunder Qianjun and Qing Lei in turn. The Thunder Qianjun was absorbed by Qin Shuang to temper the water line, and Qing Lei was absorbed by the wooden clone. Tempered fog silk.
There was a noise from the camp. Qin Shuang opened his eyes and looked at the wooden clone. His face was filled with joy. At this time, the wooden clone had tempered all the thirteen-foot-long mist threads to the extreme. One step to the east would start a little bit. Tempering the mist silk into water lines. And Qin Shuangzhi's overseas waterline also has two feet and three inches tempered into silk thread.
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