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Qingli Sea Area, Jinteng Island.

A vast manor, waterside promenade, garden rocks.

Wang Qingshan and more than 20 fit monks were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, chatting and exchanging experiences.

Wang Qingshan has killed six fits so far, and Duan Tongtian has killed three fits, including the witch clan, barbarian clan, and Feng Falcon clan. They exchanged the corpses of their enemies for good deeds, and exchanged them for a seventh-level elixir and two ice souls. Crystal, a piece of Golden Gang Crystal and the hide of the sixth-order Thunder Ray.

The seventh-order lightning-absorbing beads are very rare. The high-ranking human race only took out one of the seventh-rank low-grade lightning-absorbing beads, which was replaced by the Supreme Elder Seven Immortals of the Seven Immortals. The Seven Immortals have killed 13 combined The loss of foreign races, including a late-fit monk, was not small, and the Seven Immortals lost four fit monks.

They wanted to exchange the water of the Styx River, the Crystal of the Silver Gang, and the Tianyin Sand, but the water of the Styx River is also a rare thing in the Qingli Sea Area. It is said that Master Wan Hai was collecting the water of the Styx River, but they failed to get the Styx River. of water.

Both the Crystal of the Silver Gang and the Tianyin Sand are there, but they are not many, and they were exchanged by other monks. They don't know exactly who exchanged them.

There are many sword and sound cultivators in the Qingli Sea Region, including the Silver Gang Crystal and Tianyin Sand, which were quickly replaced.

Wang Qingshan wasn't discouraged, he got some seventh-tier pills and sixth-tier thunder ray skins, which is also very good.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I heard that your Wang family has a good relationship with Wanlingmen?"

A gold-robed old man with a round face and small eyes asked with a smile. The golden-robed old man is white and clean, with a bloated figure, and his aura is somewhat stronger than Wang Qingshan.

True Monarch Thousand Poisons, in the middle stage of fusion, he is one of the few poison cultivators at the fusion stage in the Qingli Sea Region, and he is proficient in repelling insects. He has raised a group of nine miasma bees, and the queen bee is a seventh-rank low-grade.

Nine-Yin Miasma Bee ranks 21st on the list of ten thousand insects. It lives in swamps. It is very poisonous and gathers fierce insects. It can spray purple miasma to hurt the enemy. Beasts will also cause big trouble.

True Monarch Thousand Poisons relied on the seventh-order and nine-cloud miasma bees to kill two fit monks from the Blood Whale Clan, and became famous in the first battle. The high-level human race once suspected that he was an undercover agent of the Witch Clan. There are relatively few insect repairers and poison repairers, and there are only a handful of poison repairers in the fusion stage.

Qiandu Zhenjun was born as a casual cultivator, and it is already very good to be able to reach the stage of integration. He also raised the seventh-level Nine Yin Miasma Bee. Some integrated monks from big sects and big families may not have seventh-level spirit insects. Suspect.

Later, after investigation, it was found that when he was hunting for treasures on Ten Thousand Poison Island, he happened to meet a mid-level seventh-grade Nine Yin Miasma Bee to cross the Great Heavenly Tribulation. Only then did I get a seventh-rank and nine-cloud miasma bee.

"It's okay! If you are free, Daoist Sun, you can travel to Xuanling Continent, and I can introduce you to friends from the Wanling Sect."

Wang Qingshan said sincerely.

"Okay, it's a deal."

True Monarch Qiandu agreed, he thought of something, sighed lightly, and said, "I don't know how long the war will last."

If it wasn't for exchanging for the robbery treasure, he wouldn't be interested in participating in the battle.

"It should be over soon. Uncle Lin has come to the front line in person, and he probably has already fought against the Mahayana of the alien race."

Xu Xin said with a smile.

"Senior Lin, if you think about it, the war will be resolved soon. Come, let's replace wine with tea, and congratulate Senior Lin on his success, and end the war as soon as possible."

Wang Qingshan raised his teacup, and all the monks raised their glasses to touch each other and drank all the tea in the cups.

After chatting for more than half an hour, all the monks went back to their respective residences to rest.

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In a certain blue sea area, there was a deafening roar from the sky, and a huge group of golden aura rose into the sky.

A somewhat embarrassed figure flew out of the golden light, it was Wu Li, her face was pale, her vitality was seriously injured, she was holding a small golden mirror in her hand, her aura was astonishing.

She doesn't have the eighth-order spirit insects as the medium, and the seventh-level spirit insects as the medium to cast spells, at most hurt the real seven swords, there is no way to seriously injure the real seven swords.

Sword cultivators are already powerful, let alone sword cultivators in the middle stage of Mahayana.

The golden light dissipated, and Daoist Seven Swords appeared with a cold face.

Wu Li's supernatural powers are not small, and the Wu Jing, the treasure of the Wu Clan, is very powerful, which caused some damage to his natal flying sword.

"Madam Wu, do you want to continue the fight? Lin will accompany you to the end."

Daoist Seven Swords' tone was cold.

Two rays of light flew from a distance, they were a big man in golden shirt and a thin old man in green robe, both of them were in the early stage of Mahayana.

The golden-clothed man is a barbarian Mahayana Wuxin, in the early Mahayana period.

The green-robed old man is Fengxiao Fengxiao of the Feng Falcon clan, in the early Mahayana period.

Four flashes of light flew from a distance, stopped after a few flashes, and three men and one woman appeared. In addition to Zhenjun Wan Hai and Qingji, there was also a short and fat old man in silver robes and a Si A gentle young man in a golden shirt.

The eyes of the silver-robed old man are blood red. He belongs to the Blood Whale Clan Mahayana Mu Feng, who was in the early Mahayana period.

The young man in the golden shirt is Qianjin Zhenjun, the most legendary Mahayana monk in the Qingli Sea Region for millions of years in the early Mahayana period.

Long Shuo hasn't shown his face for many years, but his natal soul lamp has not been extinguished. The elders of Jiulong Palace can see Long Shuo's natal soul lamp. Some sites in Kowloon Palace.

The human race dispatched three Mahayanas at once, and Wu Li was under a lot of pressure.

She glanced at Wu Xin and Feng Xiao, frowning slightly.

These two obviously didn't put in all their strength, otherwise Zhenjun Wan Hai and the other four wouldn't have come here so quickly.

Wu Xin and Feng Xiao are not fools, they don't have huge benefits, and based on Wu Li's promise, it is impossible for them to fight to the death with other Mahayana monks.

"I don't want to fight anymore. If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end."

Wu Li said in a deep voice.

"If you don't want to fight, just hand over the mid-level seventh-level Nine Colored Insect."

Master Wan Hai said bluntly.

It was originally the opportunity of the Han family, but was snatched away by the Wu clan.

"I've said it many times. We didn't get the Nine-Colored Insect. Shang Li didn't even return to Wushen Island. The natal soul lamp was also turned off. It was the Han family who got the Nine-Colored Insect."

Wu Li frowned and said that she couldn't hand it over even if she wanted to.

"Hmph, Xiaoyou Han is dead, and all the fit monks of the Han family swear by their demons. If you didn't get the seventh-order nine-colored insect, how dare you swear by your demons?"

No mistake

Mu Feng said bluntly.

Wu Li's complexion was cloudy for a while, she thought for a moment, and swore on the spot with her demons.

"I've already sworn by my demons~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you still don't believe me, then fight! At worst, you will die."

Wu Li put on a look of death.

The seven swordsmen communicated through sound transmission, with different expressions. After pondering for a while, the seven swordsman said: "Let's trust Mrs. Wu for once. If we find out that you are lying, the next time is the battle of extermination."

"Hmph, it's not an eighth-order nine-colored worm. A seventh-order nine-colored worm won't make me swear by my heart demon."

Wu Li said angrily.

"Hopefully! Let's call it a truce."

After Master Seven Swords said this, he turned into a ray of light and left. Zhenjun Qianjin and Zhenjun Wanhai chased after him, and Mu Feng also left.

"Let's go! Let's go back too! Don't let me know who snatched the seventh-order nine-colored insect, or I will never end with him."

Wu Li said a harsh word and left the place, Feng Xiao and the two hurriedly followed.