After discussing with Qin Sang, Mr. Zou invited Qin Sang to accompany him, but he refused again.
"I am used to being alone, and I have some matters of my own to deal with when I go to the Seven Kills Hall, so I won't bother Mr. Zou and all my fellow Taoists," Qin Sang said with a smile.
There must be something fishy between the East Pole League and the West You League in the Seven Kills Hall, and Qin Sang has been deliberately avoiding contact with these people.
Mr. Zou sighed lightly, with some inexplicable meaning in his tone, "Since Taoist Master has no intention, Zou will not force it. We say goodbye this time. I don't know if we will see each other again in the future. Take care, Taoist Master."
"Take care, Mr. Zou!"
Qin Sang looked solemnly and held his hands to send him off.
After parting ways with Mr. Zou, Qin Sang frequently visited shops and auction houses, spent a large sum of spiritual stones to purchase treasures for various purposes, and three days later left Tianxing Island alone and flew to Dongmen Island.
Returning to Dongmen Island again brought back Qin Sang's memory of entering the Seven Kills Hall for the first time.
The Palace of Seven Kills is unpredictable. The place that was safe the last time you entered may be occupied by a group of ferocious beasts next time, or the dangerous ancient taboo hidden inside may be activated for some reason.
However, his current strength is far greater than before. As long as he is careful enough, the outcome should not be worse than last time.
In a temporarily rented cave.
Qin Sang took out fifteen flag poles and stroked them slowly.
In Qin Sang's mind, the first thing to do when entering the Seven Kills Hall this time is not even to find the ancient teleportation array, but to subdue the Nine Nether Demonic Fires and refine the Eighteen Demonic Flags.
As a weapon refiner, he is very aware of the value of a top-quality magic weapon. If he misses this opportunity, he will not have a second chance to obtain a top-quality magic weapon, even after the baby is born.
With the Eighteen Demon Flags in hand, even if you can't find your way back, at least you are strong enough to find more opportunities.
Thinking of this, Qin Sang's eyes flashed and he looked thoughtful.
He thought of Feitian Yaksha who was still in the ghost land, and he didn't know how he was doing now.
Qin Sang did not expect that the most powerful corpse would be taken away by the lonely ghosts in the ghost land. After coming out, he felt a little annoyed every time he thought about it.
The ghost's strength shouldn't be too strong, otherwise you don't have to be so sneaky and just attack his body directly. However, the opponent seems to be intelligent and knows how to cover up the mark of his soul left in the refining corpse, so he should not take it lightly.
The existence of such ghosts in the ghost land that has been sealed by the Nine Nether Demon Fire for countless years is a bit intriguing. Some kind of mutation may have occurred. The life span of ghost cultivators is indeed longer than that of normal monks, but it is impossible to be so unnatural.
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It seems that there should be secrets hidden in the ghost place that he has not discovered yet.
At that time, Celestial Eye Butterfly had not yet broken through the third transformation, and his Celestial Eye had not yet been opened, otherwise he would not have been fooled around.
In the middle stage of Tianmu Butterfly's third transformation, her innate magical powers have improved to another level. This time is the time for revenge. As long as the ghost dares to show up, it will have no escape from the eyes of the sky.
Taking back the refined corpse is still secondary. After all, the refined corpse that is only comparable to the early stage of pill formation will not be of much help to him.
When refining the magic flag and collecting the Nine Nether Demon Fire, one must not be disturbed.
He wants to extract the power of the Nine Nether Demon Fire bit by bit and seal it in the demon flag. A small accident may cause the demon fire to riot and backfire on himself.
Qin Sang thought for a while, put away the flagpole, and fell into concentration, waiting for the last moment to arrive.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Sang stayed on Dongmen Island for a month.
During this time, more and more monks gathered here, but there was still no news about the opening of the Seven Kills Hall, making everyone a little anxious.
Until half a month passed, Qin Sang, who was meditating in the cave, was awakened by a powerful aura.
When he returned to his old place, he knew that the time had come, so he immediately stopped his exercises, quickly put away all his belongings, and carried the sarcophagus containing his external incarnation on his back.
As soon as I flew out of the cave, I heard a voice from above, "The Seven Kills Hall will be opened at midnight tonight. Fellow Taoists, please be prepared."
Qin Sang's eyes flashed, and he turned into a ray of light and flew out of Dongmen Island. After making a big turn, he flew toward the storm. On the way, he did not show any rays of light and was very low-key. It was still early when he arrived.
More than enough.
Not long after, Qin Sang touched the storm barrier again.
The scene in the goodbye storm is still thrilling.
It is difficult to imagine why the world of immortality has become like this, and what methods those powerful people used to leave a barrier, isolate the storm, and protect the descendants for so long.
After Qin Sang looked around, his eyebrows flashed, and he took out the ebony sword.
The sword light covered his body and he passed through the barrier without hesitation.
As soon as he escaped into the storm, he saw a gray hurricane rushing towards him. Qin Sang's expression changed slightly, his sword flashed with lightning, and it moved more than ten feet horizontally in the blink of an eye.
The hurricane passed him by, but the huge waves it caused were like blocking the sky and the sun, making it impossible to avoid.
Qin Sang thought together, and immediately the sword glowed, withstanding the terrible impact, it pierced through the big waves.
His strength is not what it used to be, and he dares to walk through the storm on his own.
But facing the hurricane itself, he still felt a sense of fear. He had no doubt about the power of the hurricane. If he was swept away by the hurricane, even if he could barely escape, he would not know where he would be swept away.
Lost in the depths of the storm, it is almost impossible to find the way back, and the consequences can be imagined.
Out of caution, Qin Sang slowed down and hurried on with his sword. He moved between the gaps in the hurricane, followed the guidance of the jade talisman, and flew towards the Seven Kills Hall.
The journey went quite smoothly, but when he saw that he was almost halfway there, Qin Sang suddenly frowned slightly and stopped the light escape.
‘Rumble…’
The strong winds and huge waves shook the earth and drowned out all noise.
Qin Sang was hanging in the air, using his body-protecting sword energy to resist the wind and waves, and turned to look to the left. At the end of his line of sight, there were two figures stopping there. Because of the wind and waves, they could not be seen clearly, and they were looming.
At the same time, Qin Sang also felt that the glare was directed at him, as if he was coming from an evil person.
"Xiang Yi said that there are bad people hiding in the storm and taking advantage of the fire. Could it be that he really encountered them?"
Qin Sang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on his face under the mask.
The two sides faced off for a while. When Qin Sang saw that the other party was not moving, he pierced the air with his ebony sword.
It wasn't until Qin Sang left that two figures came over one after another.
"Run away!"
One of them glanced around and found that Qin Sang was missing. He couldn't help but beat his chest and complained: "Brother, it's not easy to find someone who is alone. Why don't you let me take action?"
The other person wore a mask with a ghost face, stared at the direction where Qin Sang disappeared, and said in a deep voice: "Who dares to walk alone in the storm, who is easy to mess with? This person is unshakable in his escape, and he is by no means an ordinary person. I will follow him
I feel an aura of danger on my body. I suspect that if we really take action against him, we may regret it."
"Is it really that strong?"
The other person was shocked when he heard this, "That's it! Listen to the big brother and let him go! The feng shui here is not very good, let's move to another place. We must make a deal today."
This chapter has been completed!