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Four hundred and sixtieth chapters four-leaf cabbage grass

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"It seems that I will spend some time to practice the alchemy in the future."

Qin Shuang thought for a moment, and now she has reached the critical point of breakthrough in all aspects. Not only does she not need to practice, but she also needs to suppress it. She only waited for the Four-Leaf Chixia Grass to find a breakthrough. Therefore, she did not need to practice at this time, so she tuned out the alchemy inheritance in the seven-string space and began to read and comprehend it carefully.

The dozen monks saw Qin Shuang sitting far away and closing their eyes. With such a powerful enemy surrounding him, Qin Shuang actually dared to do this. There was only one explanation, that was that Qin Shuang had confidence and they could not hurt her, which made these dozen monks feel fearful.

However, everyone knows in their hearts that there is only one Four-leaf Chixia Grass, and there is no possibility of alliance. It is impossible to join forces to target Qinshuang. They stare at the Four-leaf Chixia Grass while thinking about countermeasures.

Two days spent in silence.

This day.

Qin Shuang quietly opened her eyes and looked at the four-leaf Chixia grass in the center of the magma river.

At this time, I saw a magnificent cloud scent rising from the four leaves of the four-leaf Chixia grass. This is a sign that the fourth leaf of the four-leaf Chixia grass has completely grown. When these rising clouds dissipate, the four-leaf Chixia grass is truly mature. Going down, it is slowly growing towards the five-leaf Chixia grass.

The dozen monks on the edge of the magma river were nervous. While preparing to pick the four-leaf Chixia grass, they were on guard against others. Just wait for the rising clouds of the leaves to dissipate, and it was their time to take action.

These people also shared a little energy and thought about Qin Shuang, but what they didn't understand was that Qin Shuang was still sitting cross-legged in the distance, as if she didn't want to join the competition, which not only made the hearts of more than a dozen monks sank.

Could it be that Qin Shuang was thinking about the future of the oriole?

Waiting for her and others to compete for a loss, will she be able to benefit?

This made them hesitate. After the four-leaf Chixia grass matures, should they take action to snatch it immediately?

In fact, Qin Shuang did not think of profiting from the fisherman, but she knew that such treasures were not protected by monsters?

It is somewhat incorrect to say that protection is not correct, but it should be said that some monsters are waiting for the four-leaf Chixia grass to mature and then eat it.

She had carefully observed that there were no traces of fighting here, that is to say, these dozen monks had never fought with monsters. And no monsters had appeared in the past two days. There was only one result, that is, the monster waiting for the four-leaf Chixia Grass to mature was hidden very well, so that those monks could not find it at all.

"Shit..."

The clouds began to dissipate gradually, Qin's eyes swept across the dozen people, and they didn't even want to take the initiative when they saw them. Although Qin Shuang could feel that the dozen monks had all divided their energy to pay attention to him, more energy was looking for something in the magma river around the four-leaf Chixia grass over and over again.

Qin Shuang knew it in her heart. It seemed that these dozen monks also thought that there would be monsters to guard the four-leaf Chixia grass. When the monster did not appear, they did not dare to take action easily.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

A quarter of an hour!

Two quarters of an hour!

Three quarters of an hour!

The underground world is heavy, with only the sound of magma rivers flowing, and from time to time, flames burst out from the magma rivers, making a "bang" sound. The heat drives the air to flow, blowing the four leaves on the four-leaf Chixia grass gently shaking, like four colorful clouds.

The monks from the three islands and those sects, including one hall, one pavilion, one floor, and one palace, did not move. Based on the inheritance obtained by them, it was determined that there would definitely be guardian monsters in the magma river. This is repeatedly emphasized in the records in the sect library, so there should be no luck.

However, the casual cultivators, small sects or small families are different. Their inheritance is very incomplete and they are not experienced enough. Although they also know that there will be monsters to protect the treasures of heaven and earth, after waiting for so long, there is no movement at all, which makes them feel lucky.

A great monk in the God Transformation Stage's eyes flashed gradually. His eyes quietly swept across everyone, then quietly moved his steps and chose an angle he had planned. At this angle, he rushed up to the rock, picked the four-leaf Chixia Grass, and immediately ran towards the entrance of the valley above.

In fact, everyone noticed his actions, and as long as they were not fools, they could see his plan, but no one paid attention to him, and no one even looked at him. Everyone made a concentric search of the magma river without seeing him.

These people hope that the great monk in the God Transformation Stage would pick the four-leaf Chixia grass to lure out the monster. As long as the monster is drawn out, each of them has the confidence to kill it. But now they can't find any trace of the monster at all, this is the headache for them. Now that they have discovered the actions of the great monk in the God Transformation Stage, how can they not know how to cooperate with him?

But sarcasm appeared in everyone's hearts.

Fool!

At this time, the fool was still complacent and mocking the dozen monks in his heart.

"What a group of fools, I didn't notice my actions!"

At this time, he had already arrived at the position he had planned. He glanced at the dozen monks again and found that the dozen monks had no idea about him. A trace of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth. As for Qin Shuang, he did not pay attention to him. A person who was so far away from the Four-Leaf Chixia Grass did not need to pay attention to him.

"hiss……"

He took a deep breath, moved all his cultivation to the peak, and suddenly flew towards the rock in the center of the magma.

The speed is too fast!

Only a vague afterimage could be seen in the air. The figure of the great monk in the God Transformation Stage had already arrived above the rock, and he leaned his hand and bent his knees.

He reached out to pick the four-leaf Chixia grass, and bent his knees to pick the four-leaf Chixia grass. After suddenly stomping on the rocks, his figure would shoot out of the crater like a sharp arrow. He firmly believed that even the two monks in the dispersal stage might not have time to stop him at that moment.

"Crazy..."

The magma churned, revealing a big head on the magma river, opening a big mouth, and biting the lower body of the great monk of the God Transformation Stage into his mouth. With a "thump", it sank into the magma river and disappeared.

More than a dozen sea of ​​consciousness powers, or spiritual consciousness, quickly captured the monster. Among Qin Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness powers, it was a crocodile-shaped monster, which was fiery red all over, and was more than ten meters long. Moreover, the crocodile-shaped monster was gradually disappearing in Qin Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness, but it disappeared without a trace in less than three breaths.

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