Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?

Qing Niang in the Refining Pavilion was still thinking about how to become bigger and stronger, and she didn't know that she had been targeted.

Carefully looking at the opinions she had sorted out before, she threw away the bad ones and kept the good ones, and then directed her cursed straw man to constantly modify the structure of the courtyard, making it more fun.

"Wandering Corridor 2" gave her enough inspiration, letting her know that every prop should have its own unique use.

If a prop can be simply replaced with other props, then this is an unqualified design and needs to be deleted immediately.

If the player does not play the game according to your route, then it is definitely your problem, not the player's fault.

As long as it complies with the rules of the game, the player is not wrong!

Qing Niang is happier and happier, and she is more and more excited. She releases a lot of mana for free, making the courtyard here more and more exquisite.

Just looking at her own courtyard, she can feel the ingenuity in it. Such a good work will definitely provide her with sufficient fear emotions in the future.

And with these emotions, she should be able to return to the Demon Gate soon, establish a separatist regime, and live a salted fish life.

By then, she will have games and the outside world, and her life will be so beautiful.

Just as Qingniang was imagining the future, she saw a sword light flashing from the horizon, with the unique sharpness of a sword cultivator.

Looking at the sword light, Qingniang suddenly felt a little chill.

Although she was not sure who the other party was, Qingniang had a feeling that she might have been discovered.

Too fast.

Qingniang thought that the righteous sect would not realize her existence for at least half a year, but she found her in a month.

The person responsible for tracking her down was probably a wise sword cultivator, otherwise it would be impossible to find her so quickly.

And the other party was also alert enough, and it was very likely that she had just arrived here and had been tracking her until now.

Looking at her courtyard with regret, Qingniang sighed.

It was almost there.

She didn't regret that her formation was broken, but she regretted that the courtyard she had built with great difficulty was going to be destroyed without even seeing a guest.

But sighing is sighing, this place can no longer be left.

With a stretch of her hand, she took back all the mana used to build the courtyard and the formation. Although there was some loss in the middle, she didn't care too much.

A large amount of mana rose up, condensed like clouds, and converged towards Qingniang.

Holding the oil umbrella high, the cloud-like mana poured into the worn-out oil umbrella, making the umbrella surface darker and more dangerous.

On the back of the oil umbrella, sharp teeth grew out, making it seem as if there was a big mouth hidden here, ready to swallow everything around.

Sensing the movement here, the sword cultivator in the air turned around and flew here, and then slashed with a sword.

However, this sword light looked mighty, but it broke into pieces after hitting Qingniang's formation, and it could not be broken anymore.

Looking at the vulnerable sword light, Qingniang's eyes became solemn instead.

The broken sword light did not disappear, but turned into a swarm of fine sword lights like a green bee, rushing towards the formation.

This sword seemed to be just an ordinary move, but its essence was a killing move that combined a large number of tiny sword beams.

Each tiny sword beam was like a fine needle, specifically designed to counter Qingniang's formation. Almost as soon as they met, they devoured most of the formation, making her realize that her origins had been figured out.

Gently putting the oil umbrella on her shoulder, Qingniang gracefully bowed and said to the sword cultivator who squeezed in through the loophole in the formation: "This sword cultivator, what do you want to see me for?"

"Of course, I want to arrest you, Qingjun." Gong Yangyu said seriously, "Do you want to follow me directly, or do you want to fight first?"

Qingniang tilted her head and looked at Gong Yangyu in front of her, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

She was extremely beautiful in herself, and when she smiled, she brought a mature and lazy style, which made Gong Yangyu sway.

But immediately, she realized that this was the magic of the old demon, and she simply slashed with a sword and slashed at the old demon in front of her.

To her surprise, the other party did not dodge or avoid, and took this move hard.

However, this sword did not cut the real thing, but saw grass debris flying out, and the Qingjun in front of him turned into a cursed straw man out of thin air, but there was no fluctuation of mana in the middle.

Then, another Qingniang walked out from the shadow below, still with the same decoration and the same smile.

This is a magical power, not a magic.

Although it fell from Yuanying to Jindan, the magical power is not a magic.

Once the magical power is obtained, it will never disappear.

So everyone is now Jindan, but Qingniang has a lot of magical powers, and her strength is far beyond that of ordinary Jindan.

Looking at Gongyangyu floating above her head, she smiled and said: "Arrest me? Are Jindan so bold now? Do you think it's possible?"

"It must be possible! Because I am Gongyangyu!"

After shouting a meaningless sentence, Gongyangyu slashed again.

What Yuanying old demon, what magical power and magic, she cut it with one sword.

Now she has supreme wisdom and supreme swordsmanship. The whole world is as weak as paper in front of her, and she can cut anything.

The surging sword will is like thunder from the sky, and Gong Yangyu in the sword light bursts out with a happy laugh, so that the whole refining pavilion can feel her joy.

Gong Yangyu now feels extremely excited, but his consciousness is clearer than ever before.

Various powerful sword moves can be used in the blink of an eye, and the inspiration in her body keeps appearing, which makes her swordsmanship improve rapidly.

Looking at Gong Yangyu like this, Qingniang knows that the other party is enlightened.

Enlightenment is a state that can only be encountered but not sought. Once encountered, one's own perception will continue to emerge, and the strength after enlightenment will also increase greatly.

Some people say that enlightenment is a gift from heaven. The simpler the mind, the more likely it is to enter the state of enlightenment and get this gift from heaven.

But this opportunity can only be encountered but not sought. Many people have never encountered it in their entire lives, and even its existence seems like a myth.

Although it is unknown how this sword cultivator named Gong Yangyu was enlightened, Qingniang is not kind enough to become the other party's nourishment.

With a wave of her hand, a large number of terrifying monsters rushed from all directions and pounced on Gong Yangyu in front of her, ready to forcibly interrupt the other party's enlightenment and restore it to normal.

However, just as she made a move, she found that monsters exploded out of thin air, and an old man stepped into the air, with a pair of iron fists still stained with some grass debris.

After standing still, he smiled and bowed to Qingniang and said, "Qingjun, long time no see."

"Daoxuan? You old thing is still alive!"

Daoxuan was not angry when he was called an old thing in front of him, but smiled and said, "That's right, an old man who is not dead is a thief. You can call me an old thief. Gongyangyu is half of my apprentice. It's rare for him to be enlightened. I really need an opponent. Why don't you ask Qingjun to stay for a few hours and give my apprentice a chance?"

Daoxuan's words made Qingniang laugh coquettishly: "Stay for me? Daoxuan, are you kidding?"

"In that case, I'm sorry."

Looking at the thin Daoxuan, Qingniang suddenly felt a pang in her heart.

Daoxuan was going to make a move.

After not seeing each other for a hundred years, the opponent seemed to be more mysterious, and his cultivation became unfathomable, like a white dragon in the rain, unpredictable.

Just when Qingniang was ready to fight, someone else came to the battlefield and protected Qingniang behind him.

The Holy King looked at Daoxuan in front of him coldly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and the huge Ten Thousand Souls Banner was unfolded, directly isolating each other.

The demonic flames in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were surging, and they blocked Daoxuan's divine thoughts as soon as they came out. When the demonic flames disappeared, the figures of the two had disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the place where the other party disappeared, Daoxuan fell into deep thought.

Has the Holy King not left?

Where has he been hiding during this period?

Could it be that his original target was Qingjun?

A lot of confusion came, and the Holy King who left here with Qingniang showed a satisfied smile.

But next to her, Qingniang did not have the joy of being rescued, but squinted her eyes and looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the Holy King's hand.

That thing seems to be mine?

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