Qin's eyes are sharp, and her heart turns.

"Is it impossible to hurt the creatures produced by this dreamland? Isn't that going to kill you? "

Qin Shuang's heart moved, holding the fox's right hand suddenly to his arms, and the body of the evil fox rolled towards Qin Shuang. Qin Shuang's left hand pulled the seal to beat the body of the evil fox.

"Seal!"

"Pa!"

The seal character entered the body of the evil fox, but the body of the original struggling evil fox suddenly froze and fell on the ground behind her.

Qin Shuang turns around and looks at the huge evil fox. His body is getting smaller quickly. It's only less than one meter long. He turned over and stood up from the ground with a look of panic on his face. The voice was no longer like thunder. He regained his milk and milk. He pointed to Qin Shuang and cried:

"ah What did you do to me? Why did I get smaller and lose Yuanli? "

"Ha ha..." Qin Shuang reached forward and stroked the fox's head and said, "you can be my pet in the future."

There was fear in the fox's eyes and he nodded frequently. Qin Shuang is cold in heart. She is more and more not clear, he is now sober, or completely into a fantasy.

The little fox, however, was jumping and expressing his anger. He even threw himself on Qin Shuang's thigh, hugged Qin Shuang's thigh, opened his mouth and bit him.

Qin Shuang slapped the fox and fanned him out, but he was more worried. Looking around, you can see that the friars around are quiet, as if they were shocked by Qin Shuang's action to subdue the fox. They can't see the false and true at all.

Qin Shuang looks at Xiang Jiao beside him. Xiang Jiao also looks dignified. At this time, both of them can't tell whether it's true or not.

"Go to the Lord's house!"

Qin Shuang pondered for a moment, then walked along the road, toward the direction of the city Lord's house. The friars on the road scattered on both sides, watching Qin Shuang move forward. Behind Qin Shuang and Xiang Jiao came the chirping voice.

"What is the 60 foot high thing that Qin Shuang suddenly revealed?"

"Listen to what she's just shouting about."

"What is physical martial arts?"

"I don't know, but it's powerful!"

"Not so strong!"

"Look at her breath, which is the fourth level of Luo Tianxian, but the power that just burst out is that the great Luo Jinxian is not as good as that."

"No, the power she just burst out is her own power. Does it mean that her noumenon power has reached the level of nine heaven Xuanxian? "

"In this way, the physical martial arts is to cultivate the physical body?"

Qin Shuang hears a movement in his heart and thinks about the battle just now. Suddenly, he feels that it seems stronger to use physical martial arts to release his own strength.

The strength of the eighth level peak of Jiutian Xuanxian is released by the physical martial arts. It has the strength of the tenth level peak of Jiutian Xuanxian.

"Has the physical martial arts become a kind of magic power of noumenon cultivation?"

This can't help qinshuang's great joy. If there is such a magic power, qinshuang will have another capital to protect his life.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

In the sky, the figures are flying. Eighteen figures fall from the sky and fall in front of Qin Shuang, but they are eighteen young men and women wearing Xuan robes and Xuan skirts.

Nine men and nine women!

Each of the nine men holds a long black gun, and each of the nine women holds a black ribbon.

The long spear suddenly stabs and the ribbon twines, attacking Qin Shuang.

Qin's body suddenly disappears and suddenly appears. She has gone through the camp of nine men and nine women, with her back to them and standing with her hands down.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

There was a space crack in the throat of the nine men and nine women. They cut off one third of their heads, and the blood spurted out.

Qin Shuang turns around slowly and looks at the eighteen monks. Standing opposite Qin Shuang, Xiang Jiao, on the other side of the eighteen monks, looks over the heads of the eighteen monks in shock and looks at Qin Shuang.

"Space blade! Qin Shuang has mastered the space attribute

Then his eyes fell on the necks of the eighteen soldiers. His eyes shrank. The necks of the eighteen monks were broken by one third, but they healed in less than half a breath.

Eighteen young boys and girls of the demon clan turned to Qin Shuang, and one of them looked at Qin Shuang and said:

"Qin Shuang, do you dare to watch the magic dance?"

"The devil dance?" Qin Shuang was stunned: "what is it?"

"Only if you dare or not?" A girl beside the boy said in a voice.

Qin Shuang winked: "is the demon dance a kind of dance?"

"Not bad!" Eighteen boys and girls nodded together.

Qin's eyes narrowed, and she knew in her heart that the heavenly magic dance must not be simple, but through the heavenly magic dance, she could understand the heart.As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing the other, you can win a hundred battles!

With a wave of Qin Shuang's little hands, a chair was taken out of the storage ring, and then he took a seat. He put his right hand in front of him, and a table appeared. Then Qin Shuang took out the teapot and cup from the storage ring, put in the tea, took out a gourd, and poured it into the immortal spring in the Zhenyao tower. With a flick of his finger, a small fire dragon was born around the teapot Circling. Qin Shuang just looked up at the nine men and nine women in the opposite direction. She couldn't help praising them.

What a beautiful man and a enchanting woman!

"Jump Qin Shuang said softly.

The faces of the nine boys and girls were gloomy.

Tianmo dance is a kind of enchantment skill. They just want to subdue qinshuang, but they don't expect that the posture of qinshuang is like a servant.

"Good, good!" One of the handsome young people's eyes streamed with the light of shame and anger: "today, let you see the power of the demon dance."

The boys and girls of the eighteen demons put away their weapons, swayed and danced the magic dance. That day, the magic dance had a charm, which became stronger and stronger with their dance.

"Gululu..."

The teapot on the table is steaming, and the fragrance of tea wafts out. Qin's hands gently pick up the teapot, tilt it to the teacup, and a touch of green will flow out from the mouth of the teapot. In the white and greasy teacup, the tea soup is like a blue lake. Put down the teapot, hold up the teacup, drink lightly, lift your eyes, and look at the magic dance of the eighteen demons in front of you.

Demon dance in the body of the demon monks, especially the handsome men, women's enchanting, the original feelings continue to impact people's hearts.

Beauty, temptation

The waist fight between the handsome men and the beautiful women, the provocation between the eyebrows and the eyes, and the spring in the corner of the mouth make people itch and itch.

The monks who watched all around, breathing heavily, staring straight at the magic dance for eighteen days. The heavy breathing sound gathered together, but it added more charm to the magic dance.

"Well Ah... "

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