ws how strong the sky-eyed butterfly's camouflage abilities are, and how skilled it is at surviving. No wonder that after its second metamorphosis, even Qin Sang couldn't see through it.A fat silkworm..."You disciples, dare to act so recklessly even on the battlefield"

Qin Sang coldly snorted.

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Everyone was being led away by Fat Chicken, and they were about to leave their own battle lines. Even though others realized the danger here, they couldn't come to the rescue in time. Fat Chicken finally understood how much trouble he had caused, his heart turned cold with fear, and he was afraid afterwards. He was scolded and stammered, unable to speak.

Everyone fell silent.

Qin Sang waved his hand to recall the Qilin hairpin, and suddenly thrust it towards an empty space.

'Bang!'

A dark shadow was blasted out of the void, and then Qin Sang changed his hand seal. The Qilin hairpin transformed into a real qilin, swallowing the shadow in one gulp and lunging at the cultivator from the Abyss of Crime with bared teeth and claws.

When the cultivator from the Abyss of Sin saw the arrival of the Nascent Soul, he was shocked and terrified. He hastily formed a formation, and the leader urged the blue jade bead in his hand, retreating quickly under the cover of the formation.

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'Boom! Boom!'

Qin Sang chased after him, disappearing into the ripples.

Fatty Chicken and the others exchanged glances, silently reorganizing their formation. After the recent danger, they dared not be reckless anymore.

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Not long after.

Qin Sang's figure appeared in an open area. Large and small wind groups were entangled with the lake water around him. He didn't know when he gave up the pursuit and came to this place, and stood motionless.

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Looking around, Qin Sang's face revealed a look of caution. He pointed his finger and summoned the qilin hairpin back to him. He looked towards the left side where a piece of dark blue lake water lay, and snorted: "Showing your head while hiding your tail! Such a paltry concealment technique dares to try and deceive my senses"

There the water rippled gently, utterly deserted. Not a single person or even a shadow could be seen.

After Qin Sang spoke, the water suddenly parted in the middle, and a figure slowly walked out from inside. He licked his lips and said, "Madam Luo is still as vigilant as ever. It seems that I need to learn a few more stealth arts... I haven't seen you in months, Madam, how are you"

The newcomer, carrying a flowered fan, was a cultivator in silk robes and white boots. He was handsome but unnaturally pale, which made him rather unsettling to look at. His voice was light and frivolous, his brow marked with a hint of lust and eagerness. He sauntered forward, completely unconcerned that he had been discovered.

"It's you!"

Qin Sang frowned, her face full of disgust.

Before, he had heard Lady Luo speak of several Yuan Ying criminals she had dealt with. To avoid revealing his identity if they ever met, this person was one of the most frequent encounters.

This person goes by the alias Yue San Ren, and is a demon cultivator known as a sinner from the Abyss of Sin. They are skilled in cultivating evil arts.

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The women he had drained were left with their essence completely depleted, beyond any hope of recovery. After absorbing a woman's life force, he would craft the most beautiful ones into living, breathing dolls, continuing this until he found a more perfect specimen.

This man was notorious even in the Abyss. If it weren't for the Abyss invading his domain, and the righteous and demonic forces joining hands, this person might have been dealt with by the righteous factions of the Abyss long ago.

The target of cultivation supplementation was naturally the higher the better. After the war broke out, Yue Sanren set his sights on the Nascent Soul female cultivators of the Two Realms Alliance. He was very interested in Madam Luo, and it is said that he also entangled with Bing Han.

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Luckily, Mrs. Luo was strong and managed to fend him off.

But over the years, many female cultivators from the Two Realms Alliance have been abducted by this person, and their fates have been tragic.

Lady Luo once said that if Yue San Ren was at Shuangjing Mountain, he would most likely come looking for her. She was right.

Facing a familiar opponent of Luofu, there was a risk of being recognized. But there were also benefits. Luofu knew Yue's methods very well. Qin Sang's mind turned, and she had a plan.

The wandering monk's magical powers were commonplace, but he possessed a formidable treasure: the flower fan in his hand. He had refined it day and night using the power of evil arts, imbuing it with poison that was both insidious and difficult to guard against. Against female cultivators, its effectiveness was doubled.

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If the fat chicken did not fall asleep, I wonder if it could resist the poison of lust

For no reason, Qin Sang had this thought, and then heard Yue Sanren's teasing voice.

“It is comforting to my heart that the beauty remembers me!”

The man under the moon gently shook his flower fan and said with a lascivious smile, “Madam, why not indulge me today and go to Wushan together We can make the most of this beautiful night…”

“Die!”

Mid-sentence, he was interrupted by a sharp shout.

A dense azure light exploded within Yue San Ren's vision. A shadow of a hairpin, like light and electricity, shot straight towards his face. In the instant before it reached him, it transformed into a ferocious qilin, opening its bloody maw wide.

He calmly brought out his flowered fan, the magic weapon soaring into the air. The fan faced the qilin, with a captivating painting of a beautiful woman on it. A wave of pink, seductive poison shot out, transforming into a naked woman.

The woman's features were contorted, she screamed wildly, utterly insane, without a shred of fear, blocking the qilin's path.

While wielding the flower fan, Yue Sanren subtly squeezed a jade bead in her other hand, focusing both mind and strength to secretly activate the power of the grand formation.

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Qin Sang stood where he was, and a stream of water descended from the sky without warning, transforming into a white dragon that roared as it approached.

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To everyone's surprise, when attacked, Qin Sang did not dodge or resist in any way. He stood his ground, allowing the water dragon to approach and be trapped by the power of the spirit array.

"Splash..."

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The waves were crashing, and Qin Sang was engulfed by the water.

The man, Yue Sandren, was startled. He hadn't expected it to be so easy. Something felt off, but before he could figure out what was wrong, Madam Luo in the water suddenly shattered.

The chest was the first to break, appearing with a large hole but no blood spurted out. The curve of her lower body remained alluringly seductive, which was extremely bizarre.

"Where is the demon!"

The crowd gasped in shock, and finally saw Qin Sang's true face. Their expressions changed drastically as they suddenly understood something, their spines chilled with dread. A sense of foreboding washed over them.

Never expected, the opponent would be so shameless!

Meanwhile.

A shrill scream echoed.

The female demon boss who was resisting the qilin suddenly had some black ink appear on her body. Her body stiffened abruptly, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a strand of black flame. The flame instantly spread across the female demon boss's entire body, engulfing her.

The qilin's phantom vanished at an unknown time, and there were suddenly numerous magic banners hidden within.

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The Nine Nether Demon Fire engulfed the female demon head, the flames surged to the heavens, never stopping, surging straight towards Yue San Ren!

The cultivator from the Crime Abyss is already well-known to Qin Sang.

Especially Qin Sang's Magic Fire Banner, capable of slaying Ye Lao Demon comparable to the blood demon incarnation of its true form, is extremely terrifying and something no one would want to face.

Whew! Whew!

The black magic fire emitted a terrifying aura.

Seeing this, Yue Sanren was terrified and finally understood why Ye Lao Mo's Blood Demon avatar had ended up in a self-destruction.

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In a moment of urgency, Yue Sanren hastily forced out his blood and struck the folding fan with all his might. In mid-air, the blood coalesced into a bloody talisman that flashed and disappeared into the fan.

The flower fan trembled, blood light flashed brightly, and a strong pink aura surged out, like a cloud of pink mist.

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Within the fan plane, it seemed as if there was a space. Several nude women on the fan planes surged into the real world along with the pink aura. As soon as their figures appeared, raging magical flames surged forward.

The horrifying poison, which was enough to turn even the bravest pale, was completely incinerated by the magic flames and posed no threat to Qin Sang whatsoever.

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The female demon devoured her master's blood, even more insane than the first, screaming wildly and grotesquely.

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