"Does Junior Sister Qin have thunder spirit roots?" Wu Chao asked: "He thinks that thunder can't hurt Junior Sister Qin."
"I don't know!" Xi Xiaotong shook his head and said, "It's good that the thunder can't hurt Junior Sister Qin, otherwise Junior Sister Qin will be in danger."
Hong Tingyun nodded and said: "Yes, even he can't withstand the power of that thunder. Junior Sister Qin must have Lei Linggen!"
Suddenly, Qin Shuang's mind moved, and a bolt of lightning flowed out from her Dantian, and Qin Shuang caught it in her leg, looking at the golden thunder hammer.
"Boom..."
Qin Shuang held the golden thunder hammer and smashed it to the east, shattering Guimushu's condensed fist. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder, golden snakes flew, and the Guimushu was pushed back by Qin Shuang for the first time.
Qin Shuang was overjoyed. The golden thunder hammer was completely immune to the thunder from the other side, and could very well absorb the thunder from the other side. However, its hardness was stronger than that of the ghost tree. He couldn't help but let out a long roar, soaring into the sky like a phoenix. The golden thunder hammer is swung with momentum like a dragon, the power of the body is completely exploded, the moves are opened and closed, the lightning is like a thunder dragon, the shock is vibrating out, and the power is doubled.
"Boom boom boom..."
Qin Shuang's power grew stronger and faster, and he swung a golden thunder hammer. He continued to swallow the thunder released by Guimushu, and the sledgehammer bombarded Guimushu's body, beating it into pieces of wood.
"Click..."
The ghost tree turned into a bolt of lightning and tried to escape, but suddenly stopped in the air, struggling violently, as if it was blocked by something. However, during the battle, Qin Shuang quietly released ten sword threads and arranged them around, entangling the ghost tree.
"Boom boom boom..."
Guimushu had already revealed his true form at this time. It was a stick, and dazzling thunder and lightning burst out from the stick, bombarding the sword wire, causing the sword wire to begin to loosen. Qin Shuangfei flew forward, stretched out his left leg and grabbed the stick.
"Boom boom boom..."
The thunder bombarded Qin Shuang intensively, but was absorbed by the thunder vortex outside Qin Shuang's dantian. The power of the thunder has already begun to be very surprising to Qin Shuang who was admonishing Emperor Jie. Qin Shuang took the stick in front of him and looked down.
"Whoosh whoosh..." Xi Xiaotong and others also flew over and looked at the stick.
"Fairy, please spare him. He is not a human being. He is a poor human being. Wow..."
The stick took on a human face and suddenly began to cry loudly.
Qin Shuang and others looked at each other, and they were all stunned.
"That's Thunderwood!" Xi Xiaotong suddenly said.
"Thunderwood?" Qin Shuang looked at Xi Xiaotong.
"Yes!" Xi Xiaotong nodded: "Thunderwood was mutated by the trees that were constantly bombarded by thunder. It has wood attributes and thunder attributes."
Qin Shuang's face showed surprise, and he looked at the stick in his leg and said, "Will that stick give birth to a weapon spirit and become a fairy treasure?"
"I'm overthinking it!" Xi Xiaotong said in a dumbfounded voice, "If it wasn't a fairy treasure, I would have killed it at all."
"He's not an immortal treasure. He really isn't an immortal treasure. He's a loser and has no ability. Fairy, I'll let him go!" Guimu wailed.
"Don't let go!" Qin Shuang shouted, and then asked Xi Xiaotong: "Senior Sister Xi, if there is no immortal treasure, how can there be a weapon spirit?"
"He doesn't know either, it's really weird! That stick in Bu Nao is not the original thunder wood, but has been refined. It can barely be regarded as a top-grade immortal weapon. Junior Sister Qin, you have gained a good harvest."
Qin Shuang nodded, stared at the stick in his leg and said: "Since it is not a fairy treasure, and the one inside is not a spiritual weapon, keeping it will be a disaster. Don't let it cause harm when he is fighting with the enemy. He has to Find a way to kill that guy inside that stick.”
"Kill him?" At this time, the stick also knew that Qin Shuang could not let it go, so he changed his plea and became tough:
"Did I kill him?"
"Oh?" Qin Shuang said sarcastically: "Tell me about my origins? Let him see if he can kill me!"
The stick was silent for a moment, Xianfu sighed, and then said:
"I'm afraid to tell you that he is a disciple of the small sect Qingmu Sect, and the stick in my leg is his immortal weapon. At that time, he got a piece of thunder wood and refined it into a high-grade immortal weapon. One. The handle is an immortal weapon, but if it is used by a small sect like the Qingmu Sect, it is no longer a treasure.
Later, the catastrophe broke out. At that time, his cultivation was not high, and he was not at the peak of an Immortal King. He had gone through many wars, he had shed blood for the Immortal World, and in the end he had lost his life for the Immortal World, so I couldn't wrong him so much. "
The face with the stick in it looked at Qin Shuang with an upright expression. Qin Shuang nodded and said casually:
"I'll go ahead and make it look like that?"
"Alas..." The stick sighed again: "The first war he experienced was in the Wanjian Sect. At that time, they were repairing in the Wanjian Sect, and many monks from hundreds of tribes were gathered there, and it was very There is a deity doing repairs there.
Later... later..."
The stick's face showed a look of pain: "The Wanjian Sect was surrounded by Chaos Beasts. There were endless Chaos Beasts, and there were very powerful Chaos Beasts. They actually used their strength to continuously collide and break through the Wanjian Sect. The great formation of the Sword Sect. We did not see the vast battle situation at the beginning. The chaos beast covered the entire Wan Sword Sect. When the great formation of the Wan Sword Sect was broken, the Wan Sword Sect was like a vast ocean. A small rock in the middle of the sea was submerged by huge waves."
Countless monks are like rice that has been harvested, falling into pieces. With his cultivation level, of course he would die soon. His soul then hid in his immortal weapon.
Qin Shuang looked at the stick in his legs and said, "Is that my soul inside the stick?"
"Um!"
"Then I'll come out and show him."
"I can't get out!" The face cried again, and beads of spherical lightning flowed out of his eyes.
"Can't get out?"
"Well, not long after he hid in the stick, the Heavenly Lord died. Maybe I didn't know that when a Heavenly Lord dies, the world will cry with thunder and lightning. Do I understand the thunder and lightning tragedy?"
"Just thunder?" Qin Shuang asked tentatively.
"Wrong! There was thunder all over the sky, and countless chaos beasts were killed. Of course, those thunder also bombarded his fairy stick. He hid in the depths of the fairy stick. When the thunder and lightning song passed, he emerged from the depths of the fairy stick. When he came out, he found that his stick had been upgraded and turned into a top-grade immortal weapon. The whole stick was imprinted with more thunder patterns. He... he... he was actually sealed inside by those thunder patterns and could not get out. coming."
"Tsk tsk..."
Qin Shuang carefully measured the stick in her leg to see if she was a master of immortal weapons, so she quickly determined that the soul was not lying and that the stick had indeed been upgraded by the thunder.
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