Qin Shuang thought about it, and suppressed a trace of the Immortal Monarch waterline, so that that trace of the Immortal Monarch waterline also floated above the sword array. Then he looked down at the two fingers of his left hand, index and middle fingers.

These two fingers are each imprinted with a pattern, each pattern is like a phoenix wing wrapped around the two fingers of the qin, which is the magic totem of the phoenix wing scissors.

Raising his head and thinking about it, Qin Shuang came to the gate of the Demon Tower, and at this time, the Demon Tower still turned into dust and stuck to the feet of Song Xianjun.

"Buzz ......"

Song Xianjun was immersed in a deep comprehension, and a golden vortex suddenly appeared on the surface of his feet, and a hand stretched out from the golden vortex and grabbed his foot and neck.

At the moment of spatial fluctuations, Song Xianjun opened his eyes, looked down, and saw a rapidly enlarged golden vortex, a hand had already dragged one of his legs into the golden vortex, his mind just moved, wanting to release the supernatural power, but saw that the golden vortex had been enlarged into a tower, and that vortex was the tower's them. And he just saw the appearance of the tower, and his whole body was dragged into the demon suppression tower.

"Buzz ......"

He quickly propped up his defensive shield, and as he glanced around, he saw himself standing in a sword formation.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

A hundred swords rang out in unison, and each sword released a sword qi that shot towards him.

"Bang ......"

One hundred and eight immortal swords shattered in an instant, but they were condensed by the sword array, and the sword qi was greatly powerful, and it bombarded the Song Immortal Monarch's defensive shield fiercely.

"Click......"

The defensive shield shattered, and the sword qi penetrated Song Xianjun's body, and blood spurted out like a fountain, causing that Song Xianjun to let out a miserable scream.

"Boom ......"

Xiao Ru released a thunderbolt and bombarded Song Xianjun's head, the thick thunder enveloped Song Xianjun's entire body, and Song Xianjun's body became scorched black and even burned. That Song Immortal Jun trembled all over by this thunderous bombardment, and his body became numb.

"Boom ......"

The Immortal Monarch waterline took advantage of the moment when Song Xianjun was numb and bombarded his eyebrows, and half of his head was blown off.

It's just that in less than half a breath, Song Xianjun's life has been lost.

Qin Shuang, who had been prepared a long time ago, pierced into Song Xianjun's head one by one, inserted into his sea of consciousness, and inserted into his primordial spirit. The Yuan Shen, who had been seriously injured by the Immortal Monarch's waterline, dried up sharply. He was struggling, but he was too much to be hurt and not enough.

Soon, his primordial spirit vanished, and tentacles pierced into her body, beginning to absorb the essence of the grass and trees within him.

The wood spirit is growing slightly......

The outside world has only passed less than a breath of time, and Qin Shuang has already killed Song Xianjun.

"Hoo ......"

Qin Shuang exhaled a breath, and said with joy on his face: "It's not so difficult to kill an immortal monarch!"

"Sneer......" Yang Linglong let out a sneer and said, "You are taking advantage of the Immortal Monarch's epiphany to suddenly attack." If it weren't for this situation, before you could pull the Immortal Monarch into the Demon Suppression Tower, the other party would slap you away. ”

Qin Shuang remembered the situation of killing graffiti before, and he played all his hole cards in that battle, but although he killed graffiti, he almost died.

put away his self-smugness and saluted to the Linglong Sword: "Thank you." ”

"You can teach!" Yang Linglong said lightly.

"I'll go refine the Immortal Sword again, and then go kill Liu Xianjun. ”

Qin Shuang perked up again and flew towards the refining market. Soon, the sound of refining tools sounded in the refining room.

Outside.

There was not the slightest change in Song Xianjun's room, and all the battles were carried out in the Demon Suppression Tower, without alarming the demon monks outside.

The Demon Suppression Tower recovered to a speck of dust at this time, and under Qin Shuang's control, it drilled out through the crack in the door, and then flew towards Liu Xianjun's room. Then he got through the crack in Liu Xianjun's door.

As soon as Qin Shuang got in through the crack in the door, he immediately took all the Xuan Zhi back into the Demon Suppression Tower, and the Demon Suppression Tower fell in the doorway.

On the opposite bed, Liu Xianjun Huo Ran opened his eyes and looked sharply at the door. Just now he felt a faint spatial fluctuation.

When Song Xianjun was walking around, there would naturally be spatial fluctuations. At that time, Qin Shuang controlled the Demon Suppression Tower to fall on his feet, and the slight fluctuations produced were negligible. However, at this time, Liu Xianjun was sitting quietly on the bed.

If he does not move, there is no fluctuation.

However, he felt the fluctuation, and his heart immediately became alert!

The consciousness quickly swept through the doorway, but was unaware.

How is this possible?

How could an immortal monarch feel wrong?

Every Immortal Monarch is confident and vigilant, and this is the experience they have gained in their long years.

Liu Xianjun released his divine sense again, enveloping the entire house, and then carefully scanned it.

And then......

His divine consciousness suddenly fixed, fixed at the door, and then his divine consciousness scanned back and forth, and finally fixed on the Demon Suppression Tower.

This speck of dust was different from the others! From the feedback of his consciousness, he could clearly feel it.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the doorway, and a cloud of dust was grabbed and floated in the air, and then the other dust fell in all directions, only the Demon Suppression Tower was left in the air by him.

"It's ......"

Liu Xianjun frowned slightly, he was a little confused about what this dust was, but his divine sense sensed the breath of the instrument.

He carefully moved the dust in his direction, his mind paying attention to the dust, and he was ready to attack. The dust finally floated in front of him, he stretched out a hand, let the dust float on his palm, and there was still a few inches away from the palm, Yuan Li blocked the dust, he looked carefully.

Qin Shuang sat at the door of the Demon Town Tower with his chin on his chin and sighed. Yang Linglong on the side said with a smile:

"You're cocooning yourself, aren't you?"

"Xianjun is really different!" Qin Shuang said helplessly: "I still think about Xianjun simply." ”

"Immortal Jun is naturally different, you haven't reached the level of Immortal Jun, and you can't understand Xianjun at all. You killed Song Xianjun, it was a complete fluke. ”

"I see!" Qin Shuang nodded earnestly.

"And what are you going to do now?"

"Let's see if I can fool around, but if it doesn't work, I'll run away first. ”

"Hmm!" Yang Linglong replied: "You have that Immortal Monarch waterline, if you want to escape, it shouldn't be a big problem." ”

Qin Shuang grinned, and said with some pain: "There are only fourteen filaments left." You don't need it, you don't need it. ”

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