I am in the world of immortal cultivation

There were people talking all around, and Qin Shu listened attentively in the crowd.

Sure enough, she knew that among the masses, she would not be let down.

She heard almost all of Song Yi's life experiences from the monks around her. It seemed that good faith was a human instinct, whether in later generations or in the world of immortality.

I heard people say that this Songyi is not a simple person. He comes from a declining family in Songyang City.

The family's martial arts are pretty good, but they haven't produced a high-level monk in many years.

Now it seems that the skinny camel is indeed bigger than the horse.

The Song family has been in decline for many years, but they can still come up with ancient elixir recipes and refine them.

With just this prescription, their family should be able to recover again.

Song Yi almost stepped on it. As soon as he arrived, the door of the City Lord's Mansion opened.

First, a group of maids filed out and stood on both sides of the road, and then a graceful female nun walked out of the door.

The person standing next to her was the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion whom Qin Shu was very familiar with. He subconsciously searched around the crowd and did not see Qin Shu's figure. The next moment he lowered his head again.

He Wuyan's beautiful eyes swept across the crowd, and then quietly sent a message to the housekeeper: "Where is the monk you are talking about?"

The butler lowered his head, "I didn't find it either."

He Wuyang was a little anxious, "Isn't she not coming?"

She could still tell the difference between fifty years of life and two thousand years of life, which was more important.

She might be scared at first, but that's the way she is. Once she makes a decision, she will be very committed to it.

The housekeeper quickly comforted her: "No, don't worry. If she didn't want the mental power maintenance method, she wouldn't have bothered so much before."

He Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief, "What should we do now?"

The housekeeper said: "Let's follow the procedures first. When we call her, she should appear."

He Wuyao thought for a moment and said, "It's just what you said."

The housekeeper gave the boy beside him a look, and the boy immediately understood and raised his hand to give a high-five.

The next moment, the melodious music of the piano rang out, and the butler opened his mouth to announce the gold list.

A curtain was opened like this, floating in the air, blocking out the sky and the sun, and everyone could see it clearly.

What is announced here is not the name, but the number plate held by the alchemist.

Qin Shu was in the alchemy room No. 8 at that time, and the number plate in her hand was also No. 8.

The identity can be faked and the appearance can be changed, but the corresponding number plate cannot be faked.

Qin Shu raised her head and looked at her name appearing on the list. Sure enough, she was second, and her face showed a look of joy.

This time the mental power maintenance method should be in her pocket. Qin Shu was very satisfied and was waiting for the housekeeper to call her to the stage to receive the award.

However, at this critical moment, a large amount of boundless water vapor suddenly surged from all around, covering the entire city lord's palace for hundreds of miles.

In this thick fog, even the people standing next to him couldn't see clearly.

Qin Shu's consciousness spread, but in this mist, even her consciousness would be blocked.

She held up Kunpeng's body, and the sticky feeling on her body dissipated a lot.

Thinking of what Senior Sister Akabane said before, there are many powerful forces near Linxian City, so it must be these big monsters.

According to Qin Shu's speculation, they should be looking for the water spirit's heart.

But the sea monsters are monsters after all, and they would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

Everyone present counts as one.

All must die.

This water vapor is definitely not supported by a big demon. It seems that the demon clan must have reached some kind of agreement.

A dark shadow accidentally flashed beside them. The monks squeezed their storage rings one by one and began to get nervous.

Immediately afterwards, two sounds of magic collisions were heard in the heavy fog, and the air became quiet again.

Within a moment, the smell of blood spread.

Everyone present could not tell for a moment whether the bloody smell came from the human race or the demon race.

But the smell of blood seemed to make the demon cultivators hidden inside even more excited.

The monk standing next to Qin Shu was blessed by her domain and felt relaxed all over his body, but the monks in other places were not so lucky.

The smell of blood around them became stronger and stronger, and the "plop" sounds of falling people came one by one.

Qin Shu clenched the sword in her hand, knowing clearly that she could not save everyone.

There are at least three great monsters here that are above the divine stage. She might be able to fight one of them, but three...

This is simply not the time to show off.

What to do now?

Qin Shu frowned. The telegraph symbol was interrupted just after it was lit, and the jade slip could not send any message.

All she can do now is protect the dozen or so monks standing behind her.

The great thing about the human race is that when they encounter problems that cannot be solved alone, people learn to work as a team.

At this time, in the mist, the monks who were still alive began to huddle together.

Some of us are responsible for holding up the protective shield, and some are responsible for special attacks.

Fortunately, this is Linxian City where elixirs are used as currency, and there is almost no shortage of elixirs in everyone's hands.

At this time, a strange balance was formed in the mist. The surrounding area became quieter and quieter, and there was no more movement.

But such silence made Qin Shu feel uneasy. No movement was the biggest movement. Now, it should be just some small demons. If a big demon above the Spiritualization Stage attacked later, how many people could resist it?

Just as Qin Shu frowned and wondered whether to break a way out first and take these dozen people to escape, there was a sudden movement in the air.

"Boom boom--"

Qin Shu looked up, her vision was almost completely blocked by water vapor, but she was familiar with the movement.

This is... thunder tribulation!

Although it is a thunder tribulation, it is not hers.

Qin Shu could sense that such a thunder tribulation, according to the normal specifications, should be a thunder tribulation of the Spiritualization Stage.

And among all the people present, the one who is most likely to pass the thunder tribulation is...

"Lord City Lord?" Someone around him said in surprise.

Qin Shu's expression also became solemn. He Wuyang was so afraid of death, but when the cultivators in the city encountered trouble, he could step forward without thinking.

Human heart is really an extremely complicated thing.

Under the rumbling thunder in the sky, the surroundings were even more terrifyingly quiet.

The big monsters hiding in the dark were also anxious, "This lunatic! She actually passed the tribulation at this time!"

There are countless cultivators in the city, and many monsters, plus the three of them...

The superposition of this thunder tribulation will reach an extremely terrifying level.

If the thunder really strikes, a thunder tribulation will be enough to make the entire Linxian City disappear in the world of cultivation.

Of course, none of them, the big monsters, can survive.