Supreme Soaring Immortal

Qin Shuang's heart was stunned, it seems that the soul clan has many secrets or secret methods. Although he also cultivates the soul, he does not understand these.

"You may be with me for a long time in the future," Qin Shuangzhuan said secretly.

"Hmm ..."

Qin Shuang is still setting up a large array, but at this time the faces of those Xianzun finally showed shock. Qin Shuang has deployed more than one hundred fairy swords. And they are all excellent swords.

"Where did she get so many fairy swords? And ... still releasing ..."

At this time, Xiao Shu admired his voice in Qin Shuang's ears: "Your accomplishment in confrontation is amazing."

"I took you with me and didn't give you back your body, wouldn't you hate me?" Qin Shuang asked lightly.

"Why hate you? Before I met you, my body was also separated. And it was sealed in a book. Now although my body is still separated, at least I have not been sealed in a book In the book, I can follow you around, you know, I have n’t seen the outside world for a long, long, long time. "

Qin Shuang nodded indifferently: "You are easy to satisfy."

Xiao Shu no longer speaks, but Qin Shuang can feel that she is exploring the power of her soul from the Royal Beast Bag and is exploring her own array.

Dan Yuewu and others finally began to pay attention to the Qin Shuang, because at this time the fairy sword put in by Qin Shuang had exceeded 200 handles. This is a scary figure in the fairyland where resources are scarce today.

"Qin Shuang, what kind of team do you want to set up?" Dan Yuewu asked intently. At her age, the level of the formation of the piano double should be limited, so it is better to let her instruct the piano double. Anyway, she is also a master of fairy array.

This time the Qin Double did not speak, just shook his head. She was afraid to say the name of the array, so that the soul ancestor could hear it, and put off another ten thousand years to give her a slap. She was not a pale moon dance, and could not stop that slap.

"Qin Shuang, listen to my conductor and use your fairy sword to line up!"

Qin Shuang shook his head again, and then continued to drive into a fairy sword. Each time he entered a fairy sword, a fairy light emerged, and then the fairy light converged into the ground.

"Qin Shuang, listen to me ..." Dan Yuewu began to attack the large array, while telling Qin Shuang's point of view, but Qin Shuang still arranged a handle fairy.

After about a quarter of an hour, Danyuewu stopped talking. While attacking the big team, he observed the big team set up by Qin Shuang and speculated what big team was set up by Qin Shuang. Anyway, there are thousands of years, let Qin double set up first. At that time, the effect is not good, and then let the Qin Shuang collect the fairy sword, and everyone will join a large array and re-arrange.

However, watching the double-handed immortal swords of Qin Shuang have already exceeded 500 handles, making them more and more shocked in these heavenly respects. By the time they have exceeded 1,000 handles, their hearts have become numb.

At this time, the soul monks also worked out an attacking method. Under the orders of the deities, each soul monk began to gather and line up. The actions of the soul tribe attracted the attention of the hundreds of monks, but they could not understand the large array of soul monks, and had to wait uneasily.

"Hmm ..."

Qin Shuang is still throwing a stalk of fairy swords, already 1,500 handles, all of them are top grade fairy swords. Everyone is going crazy. If it were not for this moment of crisis, even hundreds of monks would be tempted to fight.

Danyuewu has been completely quiet. Although she has not recognized the big team, she can already feel that this big team is not easy.

"Those soul clan formations have been set up!" A Tianzun suddenly said.

The monks could not help looking at the soul clan outside, and saw that the soul clan set up a strange battle formation at this time, they had never seen it before. Qin Shuang also glanced at it and never saw it.

And at this time, a large array of soul races started. I saw that there was never a soul monk's head emerged from the line of soul power, gathered towards the sky above the battle array, and outlined a very mysterious pattern. Then the pattern was patterned into a big drum, and two drumsticks were suspended over the large array.

"Hmm ..."

The two drumsticks struck the big drum, and the sound waves formed by the sound moved towards Zhou Tian in large waves. The sound wave turned out to have a miserable white face, and the whistle of the town in the industry was uttered in his mouth, and he rushed to the hundreds of monks in the large movement of Zhou Tian.

Hundreds of monks immediately moved Zhou Tian's move, but this time it was a soul attack, Zhou Tian's move was unable to move. The pale face, a mouthful of whistling sounds, rushed into Zhou Tian's move. Let every monk's eyes become faint.

This means that the monks who entered the realm of the soul are all law monks. If this is not the case, then most of these monks will be injured or killed instantly. But even so, these hundreds of monks are resisting hard, and seeing it won't last long.

Danyuewu stopped attacking the five-finger seal, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the seal, with a sleeve in front of her, and a piece of Guqin lying on her knees.

"Hmm ..."

Qin Shuang's heart was shocked!

"Long Fengming!"

A trace of harpsichord sound penetrated into the ears of the monks of hundreds of ethnic groups, and the monks of one hundred ethnic groups felt their spirits refreshed, and their eyes were restored to clarity.

The five-finger seal suddenly fanned, and the pattern flowed. Then, the monks outside the seal found that they could not hear the sound of the pale moon dance.

Dan Yuewu also discovered this problem, and she felt that her piano sound was blocked by a seal.

"Hmm ..."

"Whimper ..."

When the monks of the hundred races began to resist the soul attack of the soul tribe again, they saw hundreds of monks who took out the or harp, or Xiao, and together in the ensemble a clear heart song. .

The sound waves spread around in all directions, brushed across the hundreds of monks, extended beyond Zhou Tian, ​​and collided with those pale faces.

Those pale faces constantly collided with Qingxin Qu, screaming fiercely, and began to suppress Qing Xinqu. Qing Xinqu was struggling to resist, but was still forced to shrink by the pale face.

"Hmm ..." The shocking drumming sounded constantly, centered on the big drum, and pale faces rushed towards the monks of hundreds.

"Hmm ..."

"Whimper ..."

Qing Xin Qu has shrunk to the edge of Zhou Tian's movement, and if he goes further, he will again invade the monks of one hundred ethnic groups.

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