Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

In the clouds,

Wang Fu looked at the four cultivators in the forest and guessed that the disciples of Wanfamen and Lingshou Villa who went out to collect souls, flesh and blood essences were all in teams of four. Otherwise, why did they meet four people twice?

But none of this mattered. They had to be killed anyway.

The four men sat around a bonfire, seemingly discussing something. They had not yet taken action against the mountain village on the other side of the mountain, and had not yet started to drive the wild beasts in the surrounding forests, so it was much simpler than the last time in Liangjia Village.

Wang Fu descended directly from the sky, and the ghost nail was sacrificed. A ray of black light flashed, and three heads soared into the sky. When he was about to kill the fourth person, a heavy golden light blocked the black light transformed by the ghost nail.

Ding!

A crisp sound resounded through the forest.

"A treasure-level top-grade defensive magic weapon..." Wang Fu floated down, looking at the golden cover taken out by the middle-aged man of Wanfamen, and frowned slightly.

"Who are you? I am an inner disciple of Wanfamen. Please don't make mistakes." The disciple of Wanfamen was frightened by the sudden killing. If he hadn't been used to putting the defensive magic weapon on his sleeves to shorten the activation time, he would have ended up like his three companions.

He glanced at the three people whose bodies were torn apart and whose eyes were open in death, and then looked at Wang Fu who had a cold face. He felt a chill down his spine and realized that he could not deal with this person at all. He could only pray that the other party would be scared away by the name of Wanfamen.

"My foundation-building uncle from Wanfa Sect is nearby..." He retreated while activating his defensive magic weapon with all his strength, holding a communication arrow in his hand, ready to go, "If you attack me, I will send a message immediately, and my foundation-building uncles and uncles near Wanfa Sect will rush over immediately..."

"Send a message? Foundation-building?" Wang Fu sneered, waved his hand, and the two spirit beasts that had just emerged from the spirit beast bag immediately became dead souls nailed by the ghosts. After doing this, he raised his head and stared at the Wanfa Sect disciple in front of him, "Try to send a message, I'll wait."

After saying this, Wang Fu really folded his hands and made a waiting gesture.

The monks of Wanfa Sect were almost crying. There was no foundation-building uncle nearby. He was just waving the flag and pulling the tiger's skin. Now he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off. Sending a message was not right, and not sending a message was not right either.

He looked at this young man who was younger than himself but full of oppression, bit his gums, and knelt on the ground with a thud:

"Senior, senior... Senior, spare my life!"

"As long as you spare my life, I can do anything for you..."

Looking at the middle-aged man who kowtowed to him, Wang Fu felt bored. He thought that the other party could really summon the foundation-building cultivators of the Wanfa Sect. Now it seems that the only role of this man is to search his soul to see if he is the real murderer who destroyed Wutong Village.

Thinking of this, the ghost nail turned into black light and stabbed into the golden light shield.

"Do anything for me? I don't need it!"

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The ghost nail stabbed three times in a row in the same place, and the light shield formed by the treasure-level top-grade defense magic weapon immediately showed spider-like cracks, and then there was a bang, like the sound of broken glass, and the defense magic weapon was broken.

Wang Fu's big hand also pressed on the middle-aged cultivator's head, directly imprisoning the other party's spiritual power.

Everything happened in a flash. The moment Wang Fu finished speaking, the life of the middle-aged monk from the Wanfa Sect was in his hands.

"Mercy, mercy..." The middle-aged man looked horrified.

"If I forgive you, who will forgive the ordinary people you killed..." Wang Fu thought of the tragic situation in Wutong Village, and his murderous intent was fierce. His powerful consciousness and spiritual power rushed directly into the head of the monk from the Wanfa Sect like a wave. In just one or two breaths, he became an idiot.

When Wang Fu retracted his palm, he had no breath and fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Wang Fu shook his head slightly. This person did not participate in the destruction of Wutong Village.

However, these four people have destroyed two villages and collected hundreds of wronged souls and a large amount of blood and flesh essence.

After collecting the storage bags of the four people, four true fires were swaying and about to fall on the corpses. Suddenly, Wang Fu felt a chill on his back. When his consciousness spread out, he saw a fist-sized black bee stinging at his back.

The four true fires immediately turned around and blocked the black bee.

Wang Fu took the opportunity to turn around, frowning:

"It turned out to be a level 2 primary demon beast..."

"Wait, there is spiritual power hidden in the demon power. This is a spiritual beast raised by people..."

With a stern look, Wang Fu immediately sacrificed the ghost nail and attacked the black bee. The black light bell of the black armor was on top of his head, and the defensive black light released covered his whole body. The left sleeve of his hand hid the golden meteorite ring blade, and the right sleeve of his right hand hid the soul-shaking bell, ready to fight.

Since it is a spiritual beast, there must be a cultivator nearby. The level 2 primary spiritual beast is equivalent to the initial stage of foundation building for human cultivators. The person who came is most likely a foundation building cultivator from the Spirit Beast Villa.

The black bee dodged the attack of the ghost nail, and with a swing of its tail, a poisonous needle instantly came to Wang Fu, piercing the defensive black light of the black armor bell, and actually pierced through the black light directly, penetrating a few inches deep. Although it was caught by the black light and did not hurt Wang Fu, it also made Wang Fu frown.

"The best defensive magic weapon is a treasure in the Qi Refining Realm, but it is stretched in the battle of the Foundation Establishment Realm!" Wang Fu sighed, and his spiritual power surged, knocking away the poisonous needle caught in the defensive black light.

Looking at the black bee being chased by the Ghost Nail, Wang Fu was a little angry. The speed of this spirit beast was too fast. He held the soul-dwelling bell on his sleeve with his right hand, activated his spiritual consciousness, activated his spiritual power, and there was a burst of demonic jingling bells. The sound spread out in all directions, and under Wang Fu's lock, You Qi took care of the black bees flying around trying to attack him.

The black bee swayed, and its flapping wings paused. It was obviously affected by the magic sound of the soul-swaying bell. Wang Fu seized the opportunity and controlled the dead ghost nail with all his strength. A burst of black light flashed, and the three-inch dead ghost nail was originally He roared, made a grimace, and then turned into a three-foot-long thin nail, stabbing towards the fist-sized black bee's head.

"stop!"

Just at this moment, a majestic voice came from a distance.

Naturally, Wang Fu would not stop and used the ghost nail to directly nail the swaying black bee to a straight tree not far away.

After doing this, he slowly turned around and saw two flying boats flying towards him at an extremely fast speed. One was wearing a white robe from Wanfa Sect, and the other was wearing a green robe from Spirit Beast Villa. Their auras were extremely powerful. Far beyond the Qi Refining Realm.

It was obvious that these two people were in the foundation building realm.

With a thought in his mind, the Ghost Nail slowly floated back, spun twice around his fingers, and then disappeared into his palm.

At the same time that the Wujia Xuanguang Bell was retracted, four groups of real fire floated. Before the arrival of the two foundation-building monks, they landed on the four corpses. When the real fire went out, they arrived not far from Wang Fu.

The middle-aged monk in the green robe of Spirit Beast Villa looked at the spirit beast nailed to the tree, and then at the disciples who had turned into ashes. His anger was directed towards Wang Fu, and he asked :

"Your Excellency acted too tyrannically. Not only did you kill the disciples of my sect, but you also crucified the spiritual beasts I raised. Could it be that you want to start a war with my two major immortal sects?"

As he spoke, the aura of the Foundation Establishment Realm was released unabashedly.