Qin Shuang thought about it and suppressed another trace of the Immortal Lord's waterline, allowing the Immortal Lord's waterline to float above the sword formation. Then she looked down at her left index finger and middle finger.

These two fingers are branded with a pattern, each pattern is like a phoenix wing wrapped around the fingers of the zither. This is the magical power totem of the phoenix wing cutter.

He raised his head and thoughts, Qin Shuang came to the gate of the Demon-Suppressing Tower. At this time, the Demon-Suppressing Tower still turned into a piece of dust and stuck to Song Xianjun's feet.

“Buzz…”

Song Xianjun was immersed in deep understanding. A golden vortex suddenly appeared on his feet. He stretched out a hand from the golden vortex and grabbed his ankle.

The moment the space fluctuated, Song Xianjun suddenly opened his eyes and looked down, and saw a rapidly enlarged golden vortex. One hand had already pulled one of his legs into the golden vortex. His mind had just moved, trying to release his magical powers, but he saw that the golden vortex had magnified into a tower, and that vortex was the one of the towers. And he just saw the appearance of the tower, and his whole body was dragged into the demon-suppressing tower.

“Buzz…”

He quickly supported the defensive shield, glanced around, and saw himself standing in a sword formation.

"Clang clang clang..."

Hundreds of swords sounded together, and each sword released a sword energy and shot towards him.

"Bang bang bang..."

One hundred and eight immortal swords were shattered instantly, but their sword energy condensed by the sword formation increased greatly and they bombarded Song Xianjun's defensive shield.

"Click..."

The defense shield was broken, and the sword energy penetrated Song Xianjun's body. Blood was sprayed out like a fountain, causing Song Xianjun to scream.

"boom……"

The little scholar released a thunderous tsunami and directly bombarded Song Xianjun's head. The thick thunder enveloped Song Xianjun's entire body. Song Xianjun's body became charred and even burned. Song Xianjun was trembling all over by this thunderous tsunami bombardment, and his body became numb.

"boom……"

The Immortal Lord Waterline took advantage of the numb moment of Song Xianjun's numbness and bombarded his eyebrows, and half of his head was lifted away.

In less than half a breath, Song Xianjun lost 80% of his life.

Qin Shuang, who had already prepared a lot, pierced the tentacles constructed by spiritual consciousness into Song Xianjun's head, inserted into his sea of ​​consciousness, and inserted into his soul. The soul, which had been seriously injured by the Immortal Lord's waterline, drenched sharply. He was struggling, but under the severe injury, he had the will but was not strong enough.

Soon, his soul disappeared, and tentacles pierced into her body and began to absorb the essence of the grass and trees inside him.

Mu Ling is growing slightly...

It only took less than a breath of time for the outside world, and Qin Shuang had already killed Song Xianjun.

"call……"

Qin Shuang let out a breath, and said with joy on her face: "It's not that difficult to kill an immortal king!"

"Swish..." Yang Linglong sneered and said, "You are taking advantage of the sudden enlightenment of the Immortal Lord. If it weren't for this situation, before you could pull the Immortal Lord into the Demon-Suppressing Tower, the other party slapped you away."

Qin Shuang remembered the situation where she killed Tuya before. In that battle, she had all her trump cards. Although she killed Tuya, she almost died.

He put away his complacentness and bowed to Linglong Jian and said, "Thank you."

"You can teach me!" Yang Linglong said lightly.

"I'll refine the fairy sword again, and then kill the fairy king Liu."

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

outside world.

There was no change in Song Xianjun's room. All battles were carried out in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and the demon cultivators outside did not disturb the demon clans.

The demon-suppressing tower was now restored to a dust. Under Qin Shuang's control, it drilled out of the crack of the door, and then flew towards Liu Xianjun's room. Then it drilled into Liu Xianjun's crack of the door.

Qin Shuang had just crawled into the crack of the door and immediately took all the mysterious consciousness back into the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and the Demon-Suppressing Tower landed in the door.

On the bed opposite, Liu Xianjun suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the door with a sharp look. He felt a faint fluctuation in space just now.

When Song Xianjun was walking, there would naturally be space fluctuations. At that time, Qin Shuang controlled the Demon-Suppressing Tower to land on his feet, and the faint fluctuations generated could be ignored. However, at this time, Liu Xianjun was sitting quietly on the bed.

He doesn't move, and there will be no fluctuations.

However, he felt the fluctuation and immediately became alert!

The spiritual sense swept across the door quickly, but he was awakened nothing.

How is this possible?

How could an immortal king feel wrong?

Every immortal king is confident and vigilant. This is the experience they have gained over the long years.

Liu Xianjun released his spiritual sense again, enveloping the entire house, and then carefully scanning.

Then……

His spiritual sense suddenly became fixed and fixed at the door. Then his spiritual sense scanned back and forth, and finally fixed on the demon-suppressing tower.

This dust is different from other dust! From the feedback from the spiritual consciousness, he could clearly feel it.

He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the door. A ball of dust was caught and floated in the air. Then the other dust fell around, and only the Demon-Suppressing Tower was left in the air by him.

"This is……"

Liu Xianjun frowned slightly. He was a little confused about what this dust was, but his spiritual sense felt the breath of the instrument.

He carefully moved the dust in his direction, his spiritual sense focused on the dust, and was also ready to attack violently. The dust finally floated in front of him. He stretched out a hand to let the dust float on his palm, which was several inches away from the palm. Yuanli blocked the dust and he looked at it carefully.

Qin Shuang leaned on her chin and sat at the door of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, sighing. Yang Linglong, who was standing beside her, smiled and said:

"I'm so tired of myself?"

"The Immortal Lord is indeed different!" Qin Shuang said helplessly: "I'll just think it's simple."

"The Immortal Lord is naturally different. If you haven't reached the level of the Immortal Lord, you can't understand the Immortal Lord at all. It's a complete luck to kill Song Xianjun."

"I understand!" Qin Shuang nodded seriously.

"What are you going to do now?"

"See if I can fool it. If it really doesn't work, I'll run away first."

"Yeah!" Yang Linglong responded, "You have that Immortal Lord's waterline. If you want to escape, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Qin Shuang grinned and said with some pain: "Only fourteen threads are left. If you can't use it, don't use it."

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