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In the middle of the moon, Chun Wushuang suddenly waved her sleeves, and the boat suddenly sped forward like an arrow. [Novel Clan Xiaoshu] In just a moment, the boat had already flew to a tidal flat ten miles away.

"Brother Fang knows what time is today?" Chun Wushuang looked at Fang Ling and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know very well." Fang Ling shook his head and said calmly.

"On the second day of the second month, the ancient books say that today is the day when the dragon raises its head. I don't know whether it is right or not." As Chun Wushuang spoke, he suddenly stepped on the boat under his feet, and the boat exploded in an instant.

Without a boat, there was no impact on Fang Ling and Chun Wushuang. However, Chun Wushuang, who had broken the boat, was not ready to be the fairy of Lingbo. Her feet sank and her whole body slowly fell into the water.

Fang Ling also stepped on it and sank into the bottom of the water immediately following Chun Wushuang. The water was not very deep. Just now, he had already seen the bottom of the bottom. A layer of invisible shield protected the two of them, and neither water nor mud nor sand could get close to their bodies.

Chun Wushuang was not disappointed with the mud layer at the bottom of the water. She smiled gently and said, "Please wait for my younger sister for half a quarter of an hour in this water."

Fang Ling nodded. For him, the half-quarters of an hour was just a fleeting moment. But a hint of curiosity still made him unable to help but use his spiritual sense to sweep towards the four directions.

The bottom of the water seemed to have nothing but sand and stones. This surprised Fang Ling. Just as he was about to withdraw his spiritual sense, his heart suddenly moved. Three miles away, Fang Ling felt the breath of two cultivators. This breath seemed to sense Fang Ling's spiritual sense. It disappeared without a trace in the moment of collision. Fang Ling, who was shocked, gathered his spiritual sense again and looked around the direction, but he could not find anything anymore.

"What's wrong with Brother Fang?" Chun Wushuang saw Fang Ling's face change, and asked Fang Ling with concern in his words.

Fang Ling said in a deep voice: "I just used my spiritual sense to cover the surroundings. I found that there were two cultivators' auras, but now I can't find them."

Chun Wushuang's expression suddenly became solemn. This time, she asked Fang Ling to help her find Taiyiyuanshui, which was crucial to her. If any mistakes occur, the first person to suffer losses was Chun Wushuang.

Covering the spiritual consciousness around twice, Chun Wushuang still did not sense the breath of a monk. After retracting her spiritual consciousness, she glanced at Fang Ling and said, "Maybe someone passed by here and was shocked by Brother Fang's spiritual consciousness. Let's be more careful."

Fang Ling nodded. Since he couldn't find anyone at this time, he had to take more precautions. Just when the two of them looked solemn, they were at the bottom of the river between them. Suddenly the water became turbid. In an instant, a stream of water gushed out.

"The underground undercurrent appears here once in the fifteenth year. Brother Fang, according to ancient books, there are many monsters in this undercurrent, so we must be careful." A hint of excitement appeared on Chun Wushuang's face.

Fang Ling agreed, but his eyes fell on this surging undercurrent. If Chun Wushuang hadn't led him, he would have found this blessed land in Kunyu Mountain. I don't know when it will be. The blessed land is much more hidden than the smoke and dust.

Chun Wushuang carefully sacrificed his blue pool bracelet, turned into a green light, enveloped himself in the bracelet, and then said to Fang Ling: "Brother Fang, my blue pool bracelet has greatly increased its power in the water. Why not let us join forces to advance this blue pool bracelet."

Fang Ling was absolutely indispensable for this kind of invitation, but the glance just now made him more careful. After pondering for a moment, he still sacrificed his thunderous sword and said: "Thank you, Junior Sister Chun, I think we should be apart, it's safer."

Chun Wushuang smiled and said, "That's right to Brother Fang, then turned into a stream of light and rushed into the undercurrent. Fang Ling followed closely, but when he was in the undercurrent, he shook his hand and released the two ready-made Ma Qing bees.

The undercurrent flow rate is very surging. If it weren't for both of them having magic weapons to protect themselves, it wouldn't be easy to enter this undercurrent alone. Many fish of different sizes swam wildly towards the exit. When the two of them looked around, they looked like a world of fish within a hundred feet.

Just as the two of them drove the magic weapon forward for a quarter of an hour, two people appeared in the river where they had just stood. One was Dong Haoran, and the other was a strong man in his thirties. This man had a rough face and was the man surnamed Zhang who appeared outside Jintongling to protect Dong Haoran and his others.

"The wonder of creation is really unexpected!" The big man surnamed Zhang looked at the flowing water that kept pouring out, and his words were filled with a hint of sigh.

Dong Haoran smiled sinisterly and said, "Uncle Zhang, the more secret the place, the more unexpected the gains there are. I am here to congratulate you on your success in advance."

"You are so polite to you. If you get a good harvest this time, you will definitely be the one you have with me!" The man surnamed Zhang glanced at Dong Haoran and then said with a kind look.

Dong Haoran pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Zhang, I, Dong Haoran, keep my word. No matter what I gain this time, it belongs to you. Haoran has only one thing that he wants, that is, kill the bitches Fang Ling and Chun Wushuang!"

The man surnamed Zhang looked at Dong Haoran a few times, then smiled and said, "It is also a good thing for the junior nephew to be able to swing his sword to kill the demon. When this matter is done, perhaps the junior nephew's cultivation will be further improved.

Seeing that the man surnamed Zhang had no intention of going down, Dong Haoran said, "Uncle Master, when will we go there?"

"Wait a moment, Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness is very unusual. We were not careful just now and actually collided with his spiritual consciousness. Therefore, it is better for us to stay away from him." The man surnamed Zhang smiled indifferently and said confidently: "With that lingering insect in hand, they can't escape!"

The two of them waited by the water for a quarter of an hour before entering the water at the same time. Dong Haoran's flying sword had been cut off by Fang Ling. This time he sacrificed a disc magic weapon. Once this magic weapon was sacrificed, it immediately emitted two different lights of blue and purple.

"Two Polar God CD!" The man surnamed Zhang looked at the magic weapon and said lightly, but at this moment, his eyes on the treasure plate were a little strange.

Dong Haoran knew that Uncle Zhang had thought of fighting this top magic weapon during the Foundation Establishment Period, but the real person in charge at that time gave this top magic weapon to another disciple.

He rubbed his hands and was about to speak when the man surnamed Zhang waved his hand, then rose up and fell into the water. The water energy within ten feet of the surrounding area quickly formed a shuttle around the man surnamed Zhang, and supported the man surnamed Zhang to move leisurely in the water.

He glanced at the man surnamed Zhang enviously, and Dong Haoran secretly strengthened his determination to break through the foundation-building period. Just as he was following the man surnamed Zhang with the two polar divine CD in his hand, he suddenly felt something rushing towards his divine light.

The collision power was not great, but it had a tendency to break through the light formed by his polar divine disc. Dong Haoran, who was shocked, then pinched the magic tricks and several green steel needles and rushed towards the direction of the attack.

"Stop it!" The man surnamed Zhang shouted, but it was already a little late! Several blue needle-like objects hit the body of a fist-sized object.

"Ma Qing Hornet!" Dong Haoran grabbed the falling thing in his hand, and then a strange color appeared on his face. Not only should the Ma Qing Hornet appear in the deep water here, but it was also because Fang Ling had used this Ma Qing Hornet a few times ago. At this time, the Ma Qing Hornet had no sound at all. A small needle hole appeared between its belly, piercing the not-fragile life directly from the middle.

The man surnamed Zhang sneered and said, "It's really cautious, but it seems even more interesting!" As he spoke, the man surnamed Zhang ignored Dong Haoran and activated the magic trick in his hand, and rushed towards the water like lightning. Dong Haoran was a little lost, but at this time he became calm. Fang Ling found out that the traces of his two people were like? With the Jindan real man, Uncle Zhang, could he escape?

When Ma Qing Bee was killed by Dong Hao, Fang Ling sensed the disappearance of his spiritual sense on the Ma Qing Bee. At this time, he was in a wider underground undercurrent with Chun Wushuang. From time to time, many monsters with cultivation below the seventh level of Qi training appeared in the rolling river. Although these monsters were more powerful than ordinary fish, they were too far behind Fang Ling. The two of them flashed their swords and killed the monsters in the water. However, as the undercurrent widened, the expressions of the two men became more and more serious. They didn't know how long the undercurrent was, and they were still in the outer position. The more they walked in, the more dangers there were in the undercurrent.

"Brother Fang, what's wrong?" Chun Wushuang saw Fang Ling suddenly stop moving forward, and asked Fang Ling softly. Although Fang Ling could not show it along the way, Chun Wushuang already felt that Fang Ling was better than her in terms of spiritual consciousness.

"Junior Sister Chun, someone is following us!" Fang Ling did not hide it, and said in a deep voice: "Does it be known about our coming here?" "There is absolutely no such thing. My little sister has always been very cautious in this matter!" Chun Wushuang looked at Fang Ling and said seriously. Fang Ling's eyes stayed on Chun Wushuang's face for a moment, then nodded and said: "Since that's the case, let's continue to move forward, but we should be careful on the next journey." Chun Wushuang nodded, after all, this time, it is most important for her to get the water of life.

"Bang!" A three-foot-long blue water arrow suddenly shot towards Fang Ling from the front. This water arrow was an ordinary primary spell and could be said to be without any threat to Fang Ling. But at the moment when his thunderous sword cut off the water arrow, a trace of danger arose in Fang Ling's heart.

"Sacrifice", pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the Thunder Ridge Sword instantly turned into three sword lights that were one meter long and swept forward. A snake-shaped phantom suddenly flew out from the green pool bracelet above Chun Wushuang's head, followed by Fang Ling's sword light and swept forward forward!
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