Chapter 1810

"thousands of miles away? Just stick out a big hand? " Qin Shuang's heart is awe inspiring.

The voice still came, but quickly approached: "good! You, a martial god, have been able to hide in my hands for so long, but you can't escape after all. Yue Huang Qin Shuang, ha ha When I catch you, let the Terran know that the so-called new generation soul of the Terran is a piece of shit. "

"Do you really think I can't help you?"

Qin Shuang was angry in his heart and suddenly stopped his body. He stabbed the big hand in the air with a sword.

"Hum..."

Thousands of starlight converged, and the bright starlight converged on the dragon sword. A huge starlight suddenly appeared and stabbed at the big hand.

Stars gather.

"Boom..."

The starlight swayed, and the sword of starlight burst into pieces, but the big hand, like a frightened rabbit, shrank for thousands of meters.

Qin Shuang sighs in his heart. If he doesn't open the fire phoenix body, the star gathering just looks at the initial state of the eighth level of wusheng. After all, it's still a little weaker than the eighth level of Yaosheng.

"Then open the fire phoenix body!"

Qin Shuang just wants to open the fire phoenix body, but suddenly he hears a roar, which goes through the golden crack stone, and the space is shaking. A figure, like a shooting star, broke the sound barrier, just like a golden light.

"Golden dragon!"

Qin Shuang suddenly opens his eyes. At this time, the breath of jinlongxing is very strong, and the breath of wusheng comes out.

"It broke through to the level of wusheng."

Qin Shuang's heart vibrated, and Wu Zong hall was really rich. Then he saw the Golden Dragon walking in a golden robe with a long sword on his back. He stopped and looked at the big hand.

Space rippling for a while, the demon Saint eight layer appeared in front of the Golden Dragon line and Qin Shuang, eyes solemnly swept to two people. Jinlongxing looked straight at the eighth floor of the demon Saint without fear.

"I've been away from wuzhe mainland for a few months, but I don't know that jinlonghang has broken through to wusheng. What about Qin lie?"

The eight levels of demon saints stand with their hands down. Calmly looked at the Golden Dragon line: "wuzongdian Golden Dragon line?"

"Not bad!" The Golden Dragon line lightly returns a way.

At this time, the demon saint who chased qinshuang was not far away from qinshuang and others. He took a look at qinshuang and jinlongxing, another look at the demon saint, and then stopped and watched.

"You want to stop me?" The face of that demon Saint eight layers appeared the color of disdain.

Jin Long Xing said with a smile, "even if I don't stop you, do you think you can kill Qin Shuang?"

The sarcastic color on Yaosheng's face was even stronger: "do you think qinshuang has the power to fight against me with one sword? That's just my hand. Now that I'm here, let alone Qin Shuang, can you two join hands to block my move? "

"You try!" Jin Longxing said calmly.

Demon Saint eight layer eyes slightly a MI, then clap to the sky of Golden Dragon line.

"Well come!"

Jinlongxing rubs his body and blows to the big hand of the eighth floor of the demon saint. Above his fist, the golden light shone like a hot little sun.

"Boom..."

A fist and a palm collide in the air, Qin Shuang's eyes are a coagulation, the demon Saint eight layers even shake their shoulders, the huge palm can no longer move forward.

Qin Shuang looks at Jin Long Xing in surprise, and then he sees that Jin Long Xing has turned into a streamer, shooting like a bullet towards a big mountain below. Qin Shuang can't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes.

"Boom..."

When there was a bang, Qin Shuang moved his hand and looked toward the ground. Then he saw a zigzag hole in the mountain. He didn't know how deep it was.

"He's not going to die, is he?"

Although Jin Longxing was so proud that he was narcissistic, what kind of pride and delicacy he wanted to marry Qin Shuang at the beginning, as if he had given Qin Shuang so much honor by marrying Qin Shuang. When Qin Shuang refuses, he looks like you would refuse. However, after all, they are all human, and Jin Longxing is here to help her this time, so Qin Shuang is also worried.

"Boom..."

The mountain burst open suddenly, and Jin Longxing's body rose up in the night.

"What a strong noumenon!"

Qin Shuang is shocked, and then remembers that Jin Longxing's Noumenon seems to be no weaker than her at the beginning, and now it seems that it is much stronger than her. This can not help but let Qin Shuang envy the inside information of wuzongdian.

What kind of skill can make Jin Longxing's ontological cultivation so strong?

"I can't stop 60% of my strength. Let's see if you can stop 80% of my strength."

That demon Saint 80% once again took a picture, and at this time, the sky rippled, a figure suddenly appeared in front of jinlongxing's body, and pointed like a sword, toward the palm of the hand.

"Hiss..."

Eighty percent of the hand of the demon Saint broke even with his wrist. Eighty percent of the demon Saint gave a painful cry and exclaimed:"Wu Dongying!"

Qin Shuangning looks at Wu Dongying with her back to her and Jin Longxing, and her sword Qi rushes into the night.

That demon Saint eight layers no longer language, body shape instant retrogression, near the end of the world, disappear without a trace. And the onlooker, the devil saint, had already gone away.

Qin Shuang takes a deep breath. Seeing Wu Dongying's power, Qin Shuang has affirmed that Wu Dongying's cultivation is absolutely ancient skills. At the same time, he envies that only wuzongdian has such a foundation to cultivate ancient skills. However, qinshuang knows that even in wuzongdian, there are not many people practicing ancient skills. There are three or five of them. After all, there was not enough spiritual power in the mainland at the beginning, and even the wuzongdian, which collected the whole world, did not have so many resources.

Wu Dongying turned around in the air, first looked at jinlongxing and said faintly:

"see the gap?"

Jinlongxing nodded in shame. Jinlongxing said in a deep voice, "it's not good to rely on your noumenon alone. The power of noumenon is more displayed in defense. You need to improve your spiritual cultivation as soon as possible."

"Yes, master."

Wu Dongying turned her eyes to Qin Shuang. Qin Shuang said, "thank you for your help."

Wu Dongying took a deep look at Qin Shuang and said faintly, "it's not far from the eighteen fortresses. Go and sit down."

Words fall, no matter whether Qin Shuang agrees or not, take a step in the air, the body will disappear instantly. Jinlongxing bows to qinshuang and says:

"qinshuang, go and sit down. Qin lie and they are also here."

Qin Shuang thought for a moment. She was a little tired along the way, and wanted to know about the current situation in the mainland. She nodded and said:

"thank you, elder martial brother Jin."

Jinlongxing and qinshuang walk side by side. Jinlongxing looks over at qinshuang and says, "qinshimei, your cultivation has been improved so fast. Is it the later period of Wushen now?"

"The Ninth level of Wushen." Qin Shuang said with a smile, "isn't elder martial brother Jin faster? It's all a martial saint. "

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