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A undulating green mountain range, a golden light flew from afar.

It didn't take long for the golden light to stop over the mountains, and a flying boat with golden light appeared, with Wang Chuanfeng and Venerable Jinyue standing on it.

"It's strange, why did he suddenly disappear, is it an escape technique?"

Wang Chuanfeng frowned and said, they followed millions of miles, and the black-shirted youth suddenly disappeared from the range of his consciousness.

"What? Are you looking for me?"

A somewhat weak man's voice sounded, and a black qi gushed out from a certain hill, showing the figure of a black-shirted youth.

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"In Wang Chuanfeng of Qinglian Island, I am willing to exchange a fifth-order puppet beast and two bottles of fifth-order medicinal pills with fellow Taoists for jade soul crystals, how about it?"

Wang Chuanfeng said politely.

"Since you want to exchange, why did you release the puppet beast!"

The black-shirted youth sneered.

His right hand slapped towards the ground, the void fluctuated together, and a **** hand emerged out of nowhere and slapped the ground.

With a loud bang, the ground exploded, and a yellow centipede puppet burst out of the ground and was caught by a **** hand.

Wang Chuanfeng's face sank and said, "Do it, this person has done a lot of evil and harmed innocent people. We will do the justice for heaven."

In his opinion, the black-shirted youth had a broken hand and another injury, so he was not their opponent at all.

At this moment, an astonishing spiritual pressure erupted from the black-shirted youth, and a dark spider phantom appeared high in the sky.

"Fa Xiang! Void Refinement Cultivator!"

Wang Chuanfeng's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed.

He never imagined that the other party was a cultivator.

Some high-level monks like to restrain their breath and pretend to be low-level monks.

But Wang Chuanfeng doesn't understand, the cultivator of the virtual world wants to auction the longevity elixir? The cultivator of the virtual world directly shows his cultivation base, so it won't be so troublesome! Also, a somewhat well-known cultivator, he has seen portraits, but he has never seen this person.

Wang Chuanfeng hurriedly took out a golden talisman, and before he could activate the talisman, a loud hissing sound sounded, Wang Chuanfeng and Lord Jinyue felt dizzy, as if someone had hit their heads with a heavy object.

When they reacted, dense black silk threads had already arrived in front of them.

After the muffled sound of "bang bang", Master Jinyue's body-protecting aura instantly shattered, and the dense black silk threads pierced through Master Jinyue's body, and even Nascent Soul could not escape.

Wang Chuanfeng's body protection aura was also broken, but the golden jade pendant on his chest was bright, turning into a thick golden light curtain, protecting the whole body.

"Senior misunderstood, this junior is a child of the king's family on Qinglian Island, this junior has no intention of offending, it's all this person, he said that senior is an evil cultivator, and the junior mistakenly believed the slander. once."

Wang Chuanfeng hurriedly begged for mercy, his intestines were all regretful, and this time he kicked the iron plate.

He saw Wang Chuanming's successful example and thought he could do it too, but he didn't know that he was far from Wang Chuanming.

Chen Chu took things for identification. It should not be from a big power. Otherwise, there is no need to go to Jinyu Pavilion for identification. He can go to a larger square market. Chen Chu has lived in a small square city for hundreds of years, and he has constantly changed his face and breath during this period. , Clothes, this doesn't look like a high-level monk at all, other than that, Wang Chuanming shot directly to kill, or changed his appearance before starting.

The spider phantom spewed out a black flame, falling on the golden light curtain, and the aura of the golden light curtain dimmed.

Dense black spider silk shot out, piercing the golden light curtain, Wang Chuanfeng was tied into a sieve by the dense black spider silk, and a mini Nascent Soul flew out of his body.

A **** hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Mini Nascent Soul.

The Mini Yuanying's face showed a fierce look, and it expanded rapidly, exposing herself, and hundreds of mountain peaks were leveled.

The black-shirted youth grabbed the ground with one hand, and two storage rings flew into his hands.

"Two idiots, they don't even weigh their own weight, they also want to learn to kill people and steal treasures!"

The black-shirted youth sneered, his brows wrinkled, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became paler.

"Damn it, you have to get back to the main altar as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to hold back."

The black-shirted youth muttered to himself, removed the dharma image, put away the centipede puppet, and left the place.

Donglijie, South China Sea, Qinglian Island.

In the council hall, hundreds of clan elders gathered together with solemn expressions.

Since Wang Changsheng descended to the realm once, the Wang family has completely secured the throne of the first immortal clan. There are ten monks in the Tianlan, Binghai, Qianhu and Dongli realms in total, and the Wang family immortal cultivators from the four levels. Add up to a million.

The Wang family has also developed. There is one God Transformation and more than 30 Yuanying cultivators. Zhenhaizong is also developing well. There are no less than 30 Yuanying cultivators and two Soul Transformation cultivators.

After a while, a gentle-looking youth in green shirt and a young woman in silver skirt with delicate features walked in. The youth in green shirt was white and clean, with piercing eyes, and the young woman in silver skirt had a cold face, giving people a kind of feeling. A strong sense of oppression.

The young man in green shirt is called Wang Shiwen. In the middle of the transformation of God, he practiced Confucianism and Taoism. The practice was brought down from Xuanyang Realm by Wang Changsheng. The young woman in silver skirt was called Murong Yushuang, cultivator Lei Linggen, UU reading www. In the middle of uukanshu.com's **** transformation, she was the Taoist companion of Wang Shiwen.

The two came to the first place to sit down, their faces solemn.

"Two forces have appeared in the Ice Sea Realm and the Thousand Gourd Realm, led by the cultivators of the gods. They have gathered a lot of people to deal with our Wang family. The clansmen there can't stop them and ask us for help. This time, we will personally lead them. Team, we must destroy them."

Wang Shiwen said solemnly, the lower world has been quiet for many years, and the Wang family has always restrained the clan, but the number of immortal practitioners in the Wang family is increasing, and to a certain extent, it has indeed compressed the living space of other forces.

It is normal for the low-level monks to be dissatisfied, and the spirit-transforming monks are also dissatisfied, leading a team to attack the Wang family monks, which is very strange.

It is quite difficult for the lower realm to cultivate to the late stage of God Transformation. The cultivators in Tianlan Realm, Dongli Realm, Binghai Realm, and Thousand Gourd Realm all give face to the Wang family, and they will not oppose the Wang family at all.

The Binghai Realm and the Thousand Gourd Realm each have a newly promoted god-turning cultivator. They are all dissatisfied with the Wang family, and they have gathered a large number of masters to attack the Wang family.

"Can't they solve it? What treasures do the newly promoted cultivators have?"

A clan elder wondered.

"I heard that they have mastered several powerful secret techniques. They suffered a big loss. Three cultivators have been killed or injured. In addition to us, Zhenhai Palace, Wang Family and other forces will send people to participate."

Wang Shiwen said solemnly, he had already greeted the other cultivators of the gods, and if he wanted to borrow the flying spirit formation, he had to help them deal with this enemy.

"We're not here, Shi Feng is in charge of the family. If necessary, you can report to the ancestors of the upper realm, you know?"

Wang Shiwen instructed.

The clan elders agreed one after another, with a solemn expression.

Wang Shiwen and Murong Yushuang left Qinglian Island with a group of Wang family children, and the other forces had already set off. (To be continued)