Chapter 120 1 Enemy 5

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The five people shouted loudly, turned their hands and slapped down on the piano double, and five big handprints appeared in the air, covering the sky, and a huge shadow enveloped the Luofuzong camp.

"Endless!"

The three of Gong Lijiao gasped in horror, stood up abruptly from the ground, and suddenly churned with blood for the recovered body, making the faces of the three of them pale in an instant. A smirk appeared on the faces of the five Huanglu Island disciples who swooped down from the air.

"What?"

The expressions of the five people in Huanglu Island suddenly changed. In their field of vision, the figure of Qin Shuang suddenly became five, divided into five directions, and rushed towards them. Each Qin Shuang pulled his right arm back He raised up, and then used his body as a bow and his arm as an arrow, and punched out with a bang.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of dense and loud explosions, the five fists blasted the air continuously, creating vortices, and the fists seemed to protrude from the vortex, and hit the five big handprints in the air with a loud bang, blowing up the big vortexes. The fingerprints hit their bodies.

"Bang bang bang..."

The five figures flew upside down for more than 500 meters like shooting stars, and then fell heavily from the air to the ground, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and passed out. Strength, with their five fragile bodies, their bodies would be blown up by Qin Shuang.

"hiss……"

There was a sound of gasping around, and all the disciples of the five sects of Erdao looked at Qin Shuang in amazement.

"Is she a foundation-building monk? How could she be so powerful? Five people were defeated by her in one move, so they were Huanglu Island disciples? It's not uncommon to defeat six sect disciples within the same rank, let alone five opponents." One? Usually, the disciples of Huanglu Island defeated the siege of several disciples from the Six Sects.

This...how did it turn around today? "

Pairs of eyes looking at Qinshuang are full of fear!

"Hula la..."

Qin Shuang's body hovered in the air like a crane dance, and landed lightly on the ground. She turned to look at Gong Lijiao and the three of them. Seeing the pale faces of the three, she asked with concern:

"Are you all right?"

"No...it's okay!" The three of them couldn't help but lose their minds for a while.

Qin Shuang hung her heart down, and said with a smile on her face, "Senior Sister Gongli, Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Li, thank you."

The three quickly waved their hands and opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say.

"Go back to the house to heal your wounds." Qin Shuang said softly.

"Then they..." Gong Lijiao looked at the six Huanglu Island disciples lying on the ground, with a worried expression on his face.

Qin Shuang's expression turned cold and said: "Let them lie here."

The three of Gong Lijiao looked at each other, and the worry between their brows was even worse, but at this moment, Qin Shuang was in awe of Qin Shuang in their hearts, and 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 the Luofuzong camp returned to silence.

Qin Shuang looked at her ruined house, sighed, and began to rebuild. With her cultivation base, it would not take two hours to rebuild a simple house.

During this period, three people, Gong Lijiao, came out and wanted to help, but Qin Shuang persuaded them to go back.

Two hours later, Qin Shuang had returned to the first floor of the Demon Town Tower.

At this time, two identical Yue Wuwu sat in the center of the first floor of the Zhenyao Tower, and Qin Shuang looked at the wooden clone sitting opposite her, frowning slightly and thinking.

Now the breadth of the wooden avatar's sea of ​​consciousness is even wider than that of Qin Shuang's main body. This kind of breadth 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 and reach the peak of the late ninth layer of the Qi refining period?

"Soon!" Mu clone revealed a smile on his face, and said softly.

Qin Shuang's eyes lit up, and she took out a jade bottle containing ten Yuanling Pills and handed it to the wooden clone, "Then you condense the mist first, and let me know when the mist is condensed to the extreme."

"Yeah!" The wooden clone nodded slightly and closed its eyes.

The smile on Qin Shuang's face gradually subsided, took out the talisman pen and talisman paper, extracted the golden aura of grandeur in the heart of Haoran, and wrote four large characters on the talisman paper:

Thunderbolt!

When the tip of the pen was lifted upwards, Qianjun Leiting hung down, was absorbed by Qin Shuang into the sea of ​​consciousness, and began to refine the waterline. At the same time, use the power of the soul to start studying the foundation of Taoism here.

Time passed day by day.

On the eighteenth day, Qin Shuang heard the voice of the wooden avatar: "I have successfully condensed."

Qin Shuang nodded slightly, but did not open her eyes, and another quarter of an hour passed, when Qin Shuang consumed the last trace of thunder in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then opened her eyes. She didn't need to reveal the power of the sea of ​​consciousness to explore the sea of ​​consciousness of the wooden clone, the two of them were identical in every respect, and they knew all the conditions of the wooden clone with just a thought. A look of joy appeared on her face, and she found that the mist of the wooden avatar had also condensed 13 feet, which was 3 feet longer than other monks, and she couldn't help thinking to herself:

"Could it be that thirteen feet is the real peak of the Qi refining period?"

Looking at the wooden avatar, he pondered for a while and said, "From now on, you and I will be called Yue Wu Wu Wu Wu, and I will be called Qin Shuang."

"En!" The wooden clone nodded.

Qin Shuang took out the talisman pen and talisman paper again and said: "Get ready, now I will use the power of thunder to temper your mist."

The wooden avatar's expression changed solemnly, he breathed back and forth a few times, and then nodded towards Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang wrote two words on the talisman paper: Qinglei.

"boom……"

A thunderbolt hit the wooden clone's eyebrows, and was absorbed by the wooden clone. The wooden avatar frowned slightly, and began to practice as if nothing had happened. Qin Shuang sensed the sea of ​​consciousness of the wooden avatar, and the tense look on his face finally relaxed.

It is worthy of being a top-grade spiritual creature born with the earth, and it also has the breadth of the sea of ​​consciousness equivalent to the stage of transforming gods. The most important thing is that its sea of ​​consciousness is extremely stable. The light thunder did not harm the sea of ​​consciousness of the wooden clone at all, but The effect of tempering the mist silk is surprisingly good. Qin Shuang estimated that it would take about twenty days to refine the mist silk to the limit at this speed.

Qin Shuang temporarily put down the research on the foundation of Taoism construction in this world, controlled the body with the power of the soul, and released Thunderbolt Qianjun and Qinglei in turn. Refining mist silk.

There was a noise from the camp, Qin Shuang opened his eyes, looked at the wooden clone, his face was full of joy, at this time the wooden clone had already tempered all the thirty-foot fog to the extreme, and the next step was to start a little Temper the mist silk into a waterline. And the waterline in Qin Shuangzhi Sea also has two feet and three inches and has been tempered into a silk thread.

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