"Yes!" Another Immortal King's Third Level nodded repeatedly and said, "Let her join in, we don't have to do some bits and pieces."

Then he walked up and patted Qinshuang's shoulder carelessly and said, "Follow us, we can protect you. By the way, with such a low level of cultivation, such a person? Are your companions dead?"

"I……"

Qin Shuang was about to refuse, but she heard the Heavenly Lord say lightly: "Come on."

Then monks passed by Qin Shuang, the immortal king who had just patted Qin Shuang's shoulders and played Qin Shuang's arm:

"What are you waiting for? The captain agreed to join you. Follow me quickly. I told you that it is really too dangerous to be alone. You are lucky and met us. Otherwise, you may not live tomorrow if you are alone."

Qin Shuang looked at the immortal king holding his arm. He was a female cultivator and was not young. He had an essential temperament difference from Qin Shuang. Although Qin Shuang is over 1,000 years old now, his temperament is still like a pure girl. However, this woman has a maternal grace. She should have a Taoist couple and had a child.

The female cultivator was named Zhang Ying, and she was an enthusiastic person who told Qin Shuang about their team along the way.

It turned out that they were not a small team, but three small teams. They have been fighting on this planet for six years. Their teams have been suffering from casualties. Later, they met together and formed a small team.

Qin Shuang listened to Zhang Ying's story while looking at the twenty-six people walking in front. A trace of surprise flashed through her eyes and fell on a man in black.

The man in black was at the peak of the Immortal Emperor, holding a black knife in his hand. The breath on his body made Qin Shuang feel very weak, like a candlelight in the wind, life can be extinguished at any time, and even walking steps occasionally stagger.

However, the man was clearly not injured.

"What's going on with him?"

Qin Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell from the peak of the Immortal Emperor on the black knife in his hand.

"This knife..."

Qin's eyes shrank, and she sensed the terrifying energy from the knife. Even Qin Shuang felt the terror of the knife. From that knife, it seemed to contain the power of endless oceans, and there was no end to sense.

"This sword is so heavy with demonic energy! This is a magic sword! And it is an extraordinary magic sword. An immortal emperor has mastered an extraordinary magic sword...

A peak of the Immortal Emperor..."

Qin Shuang's eyebrows suddenly jumped: "He is refining this magic knife, not only using the soul, but also using the soul to refine it!

Too!

With his cultivation, whether he uses the soul alone or the soul alone, he cannot refine this magic knife. Only the soul and soul together are together. This is to refine this magic knife with everything from the inside out. Once refined, he is the sword, and the sword is him. Just looking at his current state, it seems that he is just a stalemate with this sword. It is not easy to refine this magic knife."

Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the man again. At this time, the man's body was already faintly floating with demonic energy, which was a tendency to be possessed by demons.

It is not terrible to be possessed by demons. What is terrible is that the inner demons have lost their minds and become puppets who only know how to kill.

The demons are demons, but they have not lost their minds.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

A group of twenty-eight people rushed out of the canyon, and the monk in front suddenly stopped. Qin Shuang's eyes also crossed the shoulders of the people in front and looked at the opposite side.

Under the tiny sunset, more than thirty monks from the Hundred Tribes Alliance stood opposite each other in shock. The distance between the two sides was about 3,000 meters. This was an unexpected encounter.

"kill!"

At this time, both sides distinguished the strength of each other. There were thirty-two people in the Hundred Tribes Alliance, four more than Qinshuang. There was also a Tianzun. In short, everyone's strength was similar, and there was not much difference. In this way, neither side wanted to escape. They shouted almost at the same time and then rushed towards the opposite side.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

In just an instant, including Zhang Ying, who had been chattering around him, rushed out, and Qin Shuang was the only one left at the entrance of the canyon. Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the Immortal Emperor holding the magic knife, and the Immortal Emperor was also rushing forward with great effort, but his breath was a little disordered and his speed was not enough. Even Zhang Ying rushed over from him. In just an instant, the two sides collided. An immortal emperor rushed towards the cultivator holding the black knife.

The man in black held the black knife and was about to face the enemy, but his body staggered, and his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he fell to the ground. The immortal emperor of the hundred clans on the opposite side did not expect that the other party would fall to the ground, and the big gun in his hand pierced the air.

And the situation was too unexpected. The immortal emperor of the hundred races rushed too hard and couldn't stop. He flew directly over the man in black.

Qin Shuang was laughing at the fun. She glanced at her eyes and found that she was at a disadvantage. After all, there were four more people on the other side, and each of them was not weaker than Qin Shuang. However, it was difficult to decide the winner in a short time. So, she was not in a hurry and walked forward slowly.

"Boom boom boom..."

Dozens of monks, various Taoist magic, and various immortal weapons were scattered in the air, fighting hard to distinguish.

However, the situation has become unfavorable to the Holy Land Alliance. Although no casualties have occurred yet, the monks of the Holy Land Alliance have begun to retreat step by step.

The strongest among the two teams, the two Heavenly Venerables, had already hit the air. The Heavenly Venerables on the Holy Land Alliance practiced swordsmanship. Sword lights kept jumping out of the sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a sword river and flowing towards the Heavenly Venerables of the Hundred Clans opposite.

The Heavenly Lord of Hundred Tribes sacrificed a long silk, which turned into a long river, surrounding the Heavenly Lord, blocking the dense sword light outside, and at the same time, a lamp was sacrificed. The lamp released countless three-legged golden crows and swooped towards the Heavenly Lord of the Holy Land Alliance.

The Heavenly Lord of the Holy Land Alliance was like a big sun emitting light, emitting sword light. Countless sword lights poured out from his body and shot towards the three-legged golden crow in the air.

The Taoist Techniques of the two sides collided and hovered in the air. The monks on both sides on the ground tried their best to stay away from the center of the battle between the two heavenly masters. The aftermath of the power of the two heavenly masters had to escape. The Immortal Emperor of a Holy Land Alliance was affected by the aftermath, and his body was unbalanced. The sword of the hundred clans on the opponent's chest left a deep bone-visible scar on his opponent's chest.

Qin Shuang was at the verge of battle at this time, and she did not take action immediately. This was a rare experience for the monk. If she didn't need to take action by herself, she would never take action by herself.

"when……"

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