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Qin Sang quickly put this little episode behind him, getting closer and closer to the Hall of Seven Kills.

This time, he came earlier.

It is said that because the immortal formation is changing all the time, the way the Wu clan broke the formation this time is different from the last time, so there may be a chance to watch.

The wind and waves were getting bigger and bigger, Qin Sang knew that the Hall of Seven Killings was coming, and it didn't take long to fly out. The eyes lit up, and the huge sea pit and wind wall appeared in front of him, still so shocking.

Qin Sang glanced at it, then swept his eyes around, and unexpectedly found that there were only two figures around.

However, Da Wu Zhu and other Yuan Ying cultivators were not seen.

After pondering for a while, Qin Sang stepped back a little, and then flew in other directions around the wind wall.

Seeing that he was about to reach the other side of the sea pit, Qin Sang's figure paused with a look of surprise on his face. There were more than a dozen cultivators in front, close to each other, looking at something intently.

No wonder there are so few people in other places, so they all come here.

Qin Sang thought for a while, put away the ebony sword, took out a flying sword, and protected his body with swordsmanship. He has too many enemies, and they are all powerful forces, and he doesn't want others to think of his identity.

When I went to see Old Zou before, I also put the corpse coffin and avatar elsewhere.

‘Whoosh! ’

Qin Sang broke through the storm and flew to the front, not far from the crowd.

The others glanced at Qin Sang, then withdrew their gazes and focused on the front.

At this time, Qin Sang also saw the scene there.

In front of the wind wall, for some reason, it was unusually calm. The hurricane seemed to be blocked by some force, unable to invade this place, and often went around from the edge.

This kind of place is unique in the storm belt. At this time, some monks were suspended there, and they were divided into two sides, each with a dozen people.

"Wizard and Human Nascent Soul!"

Qin Sang's pupils shrank, and he was shocked to find those figures, each with a shockingly powerful aura, without exception, all of them were Nascent Soul cultivators.

"They have already arrived. There is no wind and waves, and it is so calm. Is it the power of the spirit array?"

Qin Sang muttered to himself, his eyes swept over these Nascent Souls, staring at the bottom of the sea. In the face of the gray hurricane, one as strong as the Nascent Soul did not dare to care, only a powerful spiritual formation could do it.

"really!"

Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, and he found that there were countless white light spots floating under the sea surface, "Those white spots should be the manifestation of the power of the spiritual array, and the person who is in charge of the spiritual array should be the great Wuzhu of the Wu clan, the great monk of the late Nascent Soul."

He has long been fascinated by the witch clan's great witch for a long time, moved his eyes, looked at the witch clan Nascent Soul, and easily found a white-haired woman surrounded by everyone.

The woman was wearing a luxurious robe, and the patterns on the robe were somewhat similar to those of the gods. She wears a half mask, which is as thin as a cicada's wings, and also depicts mysterious patterns.

The red lips are full and bright red, and the eyes are very energetic, as if they can captivate the soul.

There are various indications that this girl is the great witch of the witch clan.

"It's full of white hair, but the skin is like a girl. You can't tell your age, but it must be an old monster." Qin Sang didn't dare to stare at Da Wuzhu, his eyes moved, and then he looked at the human race.

Dare to confront Dawuzhu, the strength of the human race should not be too weak, the last time was the Demon Lord personally...

Qin Sang's heart moved slightly, and at a glance, he saw an old Taoist priest holding a whisk, his eyes were slightly closed, his temperament was dusty, and he seemed to be indifferent to everything.

Lao Dao was wearing a moon white robe with two ancient seal characters of Tian Dao printed on it.

"Is this the Spirit Pearl, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Dao Sect? His aura is no less than that of Da Wuzhu, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved!"

Qin Sang's time in the sea of ​​waves is not short, and he knows all the major forces of the human race.

Lingzhuzi is another great cultivator of the late Nascent Soul of the human race, who holds the right ear and is as famous as the Demon Lord.

Other Human Race Nascent Souls, some crowded around Lingzhu, and some deliberately avoided a certain distance, and looked at Lingzhu at a distance.

"Those people should be the demon soul, it seems that the demon master didn't come this time. Did the two great monks take turns to serve the witch clan?"

Seeing this, Qin Sang guessed a bit of the inside story.

At this time, the two great masters of Nascent Soul gathered here, but they didn't say a word, and they didn't see any movement from them, as if they were waiting for a certain moment.

Naturally, Qin Sang and the others did not dare to urge anything, and just stayed on the periphery.

When it was impossible to see the sky in the storm, Qin Sangmo counted the time, and it was estimated that it was already Xu time. In more than an hour, Da Wuzhu will break through the formation.

Over time, more and more monks came here. Qin Sang has been observing secretly, but he can't see the figures of Lao Zou and others. I don't know if they are hiding their identities.

Not all of the Nascent Souls of the two clans were dozing off, and some people looked at the golden core outside from time to time.

"What? Old Mo, what are you looking for?"

Several demon souls stood together, without the support of the demon master, facing the two great monks, they were very low-key.

One of the blood-robed old men suddenly opened his eyes, looked sideways at a black-robed demon cultivator beside him, and found that his behavior seemed a little unusual.

Old Demon Mu smiled and avoided answering, "Old Bloody Ghost, you still like to meddle in your own business. This time, the Demon Lord is not here, so be careful and don't fall into the hands of the old ox."

The old man in the blood robe didn't care, "The Wu clan is the common enemy of our human race, how could fellow Daoist Lingzhuzi be so ignorant?"

Having said that, there was a dignified look in the eyes of the blood-robed old man.

Old Demon Mou opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Lingzhuzi suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look out of the space, and the divine light flashed in his eyes.

All the Yuanying were startled, and they followed the Lingzhu's gaze, but only saw a chaotic storm.

Just when everyone was puzzled, they suddenly heard a sharp sound of cicadas.

The sound was abnormally rapid, very small at first, but in the earth-shattering sound of wind and waves, it could clearly reach everyone's ears.

"Withered Leaf Cicada, it's Old Demon Fang!"

"It's him! How did this old monster come?"

Hearing the sound of cicadas, the human race's Nascent Soul changed color.

Even Lingzhu showed a solemn expression.

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The sound of cicadas is getting louder and louder, and it seems to be able to cover the wind and waves, and waves enter the ears, as if they can shock the mind, making people extremely irritable.

After a while, a gust of wind suddenly broke through the wind and waves, the cicada's chirping was extremely sharp, and the Jindan cultivators all looked a little strange.

'call! ’

The gust of wind rushed into the calm space and dissipated suddenly, revealing the body.

Someone exclaimed in disbelief.

The visitor was not a cultivator, but a fist-sized cicada!

The wings of this cicada are like dead leaves. A monk who is familiar with the way of spiritual insects can recognize it at a glance. This is a rare and strange insect in the legend, the dead leafhopper!

Withered Leaf Cicada appeared, and his pupils shone with the light of wisdom, as if a human soul was hidden inside, which was extremely strange.

Da Wuzhu turned to face the dead leaf cicada, with a surprise in his tone, "Fang Daoyou, I didn't expect you to come too."