"Are you alone?"

"Yeah, alone."

"I'll go with you."

"No! I can't beat it alone, so there is no problem running. You are ready to set up the formation. At most ten days, I will at least collect 100,000 monster inner alchemy for you. As for the soul of the demon cultivator, it depends on the chance."

"Then...you have to be careful."

"rest assured!"

The righteous qi gate is located in the Gaolan Mountains. The sect is not big, there are only nine peaks. Three peaks are the inner gate and six peaks are the outer gate. However, at this time, the nine peaks have been almost destroyed and become a ruin. However, this has no problem with the righteous qi gate, and you can raise the nine peaks again.

However, Qin Shuang did not expect that the future positive energy gate was only nine peaks, and the future positive energy gate was to be expanded. Therefore, these nine peaks will be designated as the inner gate. In addition to the inner gate, the thirty-three peaks were selected as the outer gate. In other words, the large array set up by Mu Tianxue was to cover the restored nine peaks and thirty-three peaks.

Qin Shuang and Mu Tianxue studied for a long time and identified thirty-three peaks. They marked out this territory and regarded it as a positive energy gate. On the left and right and behind the positive energy gate, there are still a rolling mountain range. In the future, it can be used as a trial place for the positive energy gate. There are many monsters, even demon cultivators there.

In front of the positive valve is a river that is kilometer wide. There are also many monsters in Hanoi.

What Qin Shuang needs to do now is to remove the monsters and demon cultivators who are preparing to be included in the thirty-three peaks of the positive energy gate.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thunder sagged in the sky, like a thunder pool appeared in the sky, and thick thunder and lightning kept falling from the thunder pool, killing thousands of monsters on the ground, and the smell of barbecue floated in the sky.

In the air, a figure floated, and a jade-like Confucian book floated on her head, wearing a Confucian shirt and holding a non-stuck bamboo sword.

“There are six more peaks.”

Qinshuang spent seven days and swept twenty-eight peaks, and almost all of them were Confucianism.

Now Qin Shuang's Confucianism and Taoism realm has reached the peak of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian. Various Confucianisms have been released, like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping away the demon monks and monsters on the twenty-eight mountains.

This is also because the demon cultivators and monsters who are now staying around the righteous genus are not of high grade. At most, they are some nine heavenly mythical immortals, and they are both early and mid-stage, and they have not even encountered one late stage.

These twenty-eight mountains allowed Qin Shuang to harvest 120,000 inner alchemy of monsters and more than 30,000 demons.

In the air, Qin Shuang stepped on the void and disappeared from the spot.

A short distance from the world!

"Swoosh..."

Qin Shuang's figure appeared on the twenty-ninth mountain peak, and his spiritual sense spread to the bottom of the mountain. Then, Qin Shuang's Confucian Book came out around his body and hung on Qin Shuang's head, flipping through the pages.

Four big words flew out of the Confucian book:

Wrath of Thunder!

The dark clouds gathered rapidly in the sky, and the sky that was still bright just now was like darkness.

The monsters and demon monks below all looked up at the sky with palpitations, and their faces showed a look of fear.

Whether it is the monks of the demon clan or the monsters, they all have an instinctive fear of thunder. That is their natural enemy.

However, the eyes of these monsters and demon cultivators were different from usual, and each pair of eyes showed a hint of blood-red color.

Under a big tree.

A monk wearing a black cloak sat cross-legged. At this time, he looked up at the air, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

His face was extremely pale, but his eyes were blood-red.

"Crack..."

In the dark clouds in the sky, countless thunders were shaking, and shining brightly through the thick clouds.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thunder was angry, thunder was roaring, and there was no dark cloud in the sky. It was not that the dark clouds did not exist, but that the dark clouds became more and more intense, but were only covered by the light shining from the dense thunder. The heaven and earth seemed to have entered the world of thunder at this moment.

The ground was in chaos, and monsters without wisdom were running around in panic, while monsters were releasing their own magical powers to fight against thunder.

The black cloak under the big tree opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of essence and blood. The essence and blood instantly faced a bloody shield, protecting him inside. In his eyes, a bloody light suddenly erupted three feet, scanning around.

"Boom boom boom..."

Countless thunders landed, and the disgusting smell of burnt smell floated in the sky. Countless monsters and demon cultivators fell to the ground, motionless. But there were still more monsters and demon cultivators running away.

The souls of the demon cultivators rushed out of their bodies, and they were stunned. Looking at the thunder in the sky, they screamed strangely and fled into their bodies.

“Buzz…”

Qin Shuang stretched out his left hand and grabbed it down the peak. Xuanwu Yuanshen communicated with the world. He suddenly developed water tentacles and penetrated into the bodies of demon cultivators, tied up the souls of demon cultivators, and flew towards Qin Shuang. The thunder in the sky gave way, and those souls were taken into the demon-suppressing tower by Qin Shuang.

The blood light shield released by the monk in the cloak was instantly weakened layer by layer. The monk in the black cloak sprayed out another mouthful of essence and blood, forming a blood light shield again.

Above the peak.

Qin Shuang's spiritual sense swept over the peak, and then pointed the Wujie Bamboo Sword at the side where the most gathered monks and monsters of the demon clan were the ones.

"Boom boom boom..."

The thunder pool in the sky quickly moved to that sky, and countless thunders bombarded downwards.

The monk in the black cloak suddenly gathered on Qin Shuang on the top of the peak. He shouted, and the sound actually overshadowed the thunder and spread to all fields.

"That human race is on the top of the peak, and killing her is the Taoist art she released."

"Swish..."

All the demon cultivators and monsters looked at Qin Shuang on the top of the peak. Qin Shuang's mouth curled up, revealing a cold smile.

She was bothering these monsters and demon cultivators to flee everywhere, so that they could not take care of both. At this time, the monsters and demon cultivators and demon beasts were rushing towards her from all directions, just giving her a chance to annihilate.

"Crazy..."

The Confucian Shu on Qin Shuang's head flipped up again and paused on a page in an instant. The four big characters on it shone brightly, forming four words of light, flying towards the air.

The wind and rain cry!

A heart-wrenching cry suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, a cry of extreme sadness.

In just an instant, all the monsters and demon cultivators slowed down, and then paused. Extreme sadness appeared on their faces. Big drops of tears slid down, and cries came from the mouths of the monsters and demon cultivators.

Qin Shuang on the top of the peak drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, as if she was about to drag a piece of sky down.

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