Chapter 3482

"Boom boom..."

"Qin Shuang, you can't win! Even if you win temporarily, you will lose in the end. " The blood devil howls, the blood devil's blood is surging.

"You can't beat me this time, you can never beat me!"

Qin Shuang's tone is full of confidence. She takes out the Vientiane fruit and takes a pill. She closes her eyes and recovers from the thunder. Now the thunder at the foot of the fourth mountain can't hurt her.

And the heart and blood began to contract, into the defense. He already knew that with the current status of Qin Shuang, he could not take control of his body. However, he refused to give up in this way, hoping to occupy a part of Qin Shuang's body, no longer be sealed by Qin Shuang, and be able to fight back at any time.

"Whoosh..."

A figure appeared at the foot of the Thunder Mountain and looked up at the long sword left by Xu Mo not far ahead.

This is the peak of an Immortal King with cold eyes. The divine sense spread out all around, and the look on his face was certain. There was no trace of monks around.

As soon as you move your heart, a streamer will flow out of your eyebrows. It's a space artifact. It's the most common space artifact that you can buy as long as there is an immortal crystal in Tianzi city.

"Hum..."

A comatose Terran friar was caught by him from the space immortal weapon. He clapped his hands, and the seals penetrated into the Friar's body. The friar woke up.

"Zhu Qi, what are you going to do? We are friends... "

Zhu Qi grabs the friar who is blocked by him and loses Yuan Li, and throws him to Thunder Mountain.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a sword and the light of a magnificent sword, the monk was killed. Zhu Qi stares at the long sword, frowns tightly, waves his hand and grabs a monk from the space immortal weapon. This time, it's a demon monk, who is thrown to the mountains by him.

"Qiang..."

The demon family friar was killed, Zhu Qi constantly took out a friar, threw to the Thunder Mountain.

"Zhu Qi, my family will not let you go..."

"Qiang..."

The body dies the way to disappear!

Zhu Qi kept throwing out friars one by one. When he threw it to the twelfth friar, his eyes lit up. He saw the long sword hanging in the air, and the light was dim.

"Sure enough, the sword seal left by Xu Mo will also be consumed!"

Zhu Qi was overjoyed, and threw monks more quickly toward the Thunder Mountain, including the human race, the demon race, and the demon race. Most of them are big Luo Jinxian, and there are a few Jiutian Xuanxian, but none of them is immortal. It seems that Zhu Qi was careful enough to catch the friars with lightning speed.

He threw out the last monk, a total of 186. Zhu Qi's face was a little ugly. The sword left by Xu Mo was not dim.

"Catch some more!"

Zhu Qi whispered and disappeared in the same place.

The fourth thunder peak.

Qin Shuang goes up step by step.

"Boom..."

The thunder and lightning falling from the sky hit Qin Shuang. More from the mountain down the thunder storm, toward Qin Shuang horizontal push over. Qinshuang not only has to resist the thunder falling in the air, but also carry the thunderstorm pushing forward.

On her right wrist, fifteen thunder beads constantly absorb the power of thunder and enhance her power. In her Dantian, the drop of golden thunder stimulates the thunder vortex and constantly absorbs the force of thunder falling on qinshuang. Every thunder and the like will quickly merge into the thunder vortex on the right hand of martial minister, which further compresses the thunder vortex.

Shuileizhu and jinleibenyuan reduce the thunder pressure for qinshuang, which makes qinshuang more relaxed. In the face of the thunder in the air and the thunderstorm, Qin Shuang takes the initiative to lead the thunder into the body and attack the devil's heart and blood devil, so that the blood devil and the devil's heart are defeated.

However, the devil heart and blood devil are very tenacious, and it takes a lot of time and energy to retreat.

Eight months later.

Qin Shuang stands at the foot of the fifth thunder peak and looks up at the fifth thunder peak. The thunder has become as thick as a teenager's thigh, and its violent power is frightening. It's just that Qin Shuang doesn't have any fear. This thunder power can't do any harm to Qin Shuang. Before, if Qin Shuang had not been seriously injured, and in the fight with demonic heart and blood devil, she would not have been injured at all. With the strength of the fourth layer of Xianjun, she can completely resist the thunder here. What's more, she was surprised to find that her body had been pounded by the thunder for eight months without interruption, and she had not been able to forge, but she had a little improvement, and was approaching the fourth peak of Xianjun.

But there is also something depressing about her. Although the devil's heart and the blood devil are shrinking, Qin Shuang finds that the power of thunder can only suppress the devil's heart and the blood devil, but it can't completely expel or purify the devil's heart and the blood devil. Although for this result, she had already expected, because she could not completely peel off the blood of the blood devil by using the method of peeling off the blood. But when the result really came, the mood was still very bad."I hope the thunder here can push the blood of the blood Devil Back to the devil's heart a little bit. I don't need to peel off my blood, otherwise I'm afraid I can't stop the punishment from heaven!"

Qinshuang walks towards the fifth mountain. The thunder as thick as a teenager's thigh falls continuously, and there is a thunder storm pouring down from the mountain. The more she goes up, the more violent the thunder storm is. Even qinshuang's body can hold the power of thunder, and facing the impact of the thunder storm, it makes her pace difficult.

"Click..."

A clear sound comes from Qin Shuang's elixir. Qin Shuang looks at elixir in his heart, and a drop of golden thunder comes from Wu Xiang's right palm.

Beyond the first Thunder Mountain, Zhu Qi's face is gloomy and terrible. In recent months, he has thrown more than 1000 monks of three nationalities under the immortal sword left by Xu Mo, but the immortal sword is still in the air, although it has become very dim.

"Whoosh..."

Zhu Qi's figure disappeared.

A year has passed.

Qinshuang has been standing under the sixth mountain, and the thunder as thick as an adult's thigh covers the sixth mountain. The water thunder beads on Qin's wrists become more and more bright. Wu Xiang's right palm in Dantian has five drops of gold thunder origin. And the evil heart and blood have retreated to occupy less than one tenth of the body.

"Hoo..."

Qin Shuang breathes out a breath, and the melancholy air between the eyebrows dissipates a lot, and walks towards the sixth mountain.

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