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Chapter 1100 Qualifications
He has everything in the array of talisman talismans, including several third-order talisman seals.

He didn't expect to defeat the Tier [-] monster, just resist it for a while.

"Since you want to give it a try, then give it a try!"

Wang Mengbin's voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Huayang felt a blur in front of his eyes, and suddenly appeared in an equally spacious hall.

A burst of red light suddenly lit up on the stone wall, and a huge red giant tiger emerged from the wall. The red giant tiger had four wings on its back, its eyes were golden, and a stream of hot air was blowing out of its nose.

Roar!
The giant red tiger let out an angry roar, spread its wings, and a large fist-sized red fireball flew out, hitting Wang Huayan like a meteor shower.

The cyan flag in Wang Huazhen's hand flickered slightly, and a ray of blue light flew out, turning into a cyan wind wall more than ten feet high, blocking in front of him.

Rumble!
The cyan wind wall was shattered by densely packed red fireballs, and the red giant tiger rushed towards Wang Huayan.

Wang Huazhen made a tactic with both hands, lightly pointed at the red giant tiger, and shouted in a low voice: "Wind binding technique, start."

The red giant tiger felt its body tighten, as if an invisible big hand had grabbed its body, making it unable to move.

It let out a roar, and a large red flame burst out from its body, and it regained its freedom.

A strong wind blew up, and dozens of blue lights flew over, sinking into the ground near the red giant tiger.

The red giant tiger only felt a blur in front of it, suddenly appeared in a gray space, and the wind howled past.

The simplified version of the third-order formation, the Blizzard Demon Slaying Formation, is the formation Ye Haitang gave to Wang Huazhen. In addition to the Blizzard Wind Demon Slaying Formation, there are several sets of formations with other attributes, but they are not as powerful as the Blizzard Wind Demon Slaying Formation.

Rumble!
The red giant tiger frantically attacked the formation, and there was a huge roar.

The magic power in Wang Huayan's body was passing quickly, and it didn't take long for his face to turn pale. He quickly took a blood-colored pill, and his face instantly returned to rosy, his aura soared, and he quickly rose to the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment.

The Burning Blood Pill can activate the potential in a short period of time and improve several small realms. Afterwards, after a period of weakness, Wang Qingqi gave Wang Huayang a bottle of Blood-Dyeing Pill, which was much better in quality than other alchemists.

On the third floor of the Illusory Demon Tower, Wang Yingjie stood in a spacious hall, and five first-rank monsters attacked Wang Yingjie fiercely.

Wang Yingjie was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and it was a bit difficult for him to face the attacks of five first-level monsters.

"To be a human being, you must do what you can. With your current cultivation base, if you forcibly break through this level, you will be courting death."

Wang Mengbin's voice suddenly rang out. He controlled the Illusory Demon Tower, so he could clearly know the situation of every passerby.

Wang Yingjie gritted his teeth and said, "My parents named me Wang Yingjie. They hoped that I would be successful in the future and become an outstanding talent in the family. My parents are watching me from heaven! I can definitely do it."

He flipped his hands and took out a red animal skin about a foot long, with a red octopus pattern on it.

This is a top-tier beast spirit talisman, which can transform into a top-tier Lihuo badge to fight against the enemy. It can be used many times. It was given to Wang Yingying by Wang Qingling. Grandfather Wang Rongli, Wang Rongli passed on to Wang Yingjie.

In order to get into the top [-] of the race, Wang Yingjie fought hard. This was his biggest hole card.

He threw the beast spirit talisman out, and with a flash of red light, the talisman turned into a small red octopus. The tentacles of the red octopus danced wildly, accurately hitting five monsters, and smashing their heads easily.

Wang Yingjie's face showed joy, he just felt a blur in front of his eyes, suddenly appeared in an identical hall, a giant red eagle, a giant blue crab, and a giant golden python emerged from the wall one after another.

Three second-tier low-grade monsters rushed over, and Wang Yingjie quickly controlled the red octopus to meet them.

Rumble!
A series of roars sounded, and the red octopus fought three second-tier low-grade monsters, and they fought hard.

On the eighth floor, Wang Jiyun drove nine blue flying swords to surround five second-tier high-grade monsters.

"Sword formation, get up."

Accompanied by Wang Jiyun's low shout, light rain suddenly fell in the sky, and the rain turned into streaks of blue sword energy halfway, and struck the five monsters.

She practiced Yanshui Jianjing, and Wang Qingshan taught her many times, and she was hailed as the second Wang Qingshan by other clansmen.

Facing the dense blue sword energy, the five second-tier high-grade monsters couldn't stop them at all, and fell into a pool of blood one after another, their bodies turning into little auras and disappearing.

"My niece wants to break through to the ninth floor, and I hope Uncle Meng Bin can do it."

Wang Jiyun felt a blur in front of her eyes, and appeared in an ordinary hall. This time, her opponent was a giant cyan shrimp with the size of a small mountain.

Wang Jiyun didn't dare to be careless, and quickly drove nine blue flying swords to meet him.

As soon as she left, Wang Youwei appeared on the eighth floor.

Wang Youwei held a folding fan with erratic aura in his hand, and his gaze was firm. He must perform well. Two Nascent Soul cultivators were watching the ceremony. As Wang Changsheng's descendant, he naturally had to perform well.

Five second-rank high-grade monsters rushed over, blocking Wang Youwei's escape route.

Wang Youwei didn't rush, he sacrificed a blue gourd with powerful spiritual energy, and injected a magic formula, a gust of white cold air rushed out, a cyan crab got a little bit, and his body moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. freeze.

The Ice Moon Gourd, the prototype of the magic weapon, was exchanged by Wang Qiuhong for Wang Youwei with his own contribution points.

With the prototype of a magic weapon in hand, he has no problem breaking through to the ninth floor.

Outside the Illusory Demon Tower, a blue light flew out from the ninth floor and quickly fell towards the ground.

Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand to grab it, and a big blue hand suddenly appeared, grabbed Qing Guang, and brought it back to Wang Changsheng's body.

As soon as the blue light faded, it was Wang Huayan. He lasted for a quarter of an hour on the ninth floor, which was already very good.

Wang Huayan bowed to Wang Changsheng and Wang Changsheng, and said respectfully: "Grandson pays respects to the old ancestor and the two seniors."

With a flick of Wang Ruyan's finger, a cyan porcelain bottle flew out and landed in front of Wang Huayan.

"Hua Yang, take the Yunyuan Pill quickly and take care of it, don't hurt the foundation."

Wang Ruyan said kindly, her concern was evident.

With Wang Huayan's aptitude, there is no problem for him to advance to the alchemy stage.

Wang Huazhen thanked him, walked to the corner, and took the pill to adjust his breath.

Zhang Wuchen said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Wang, your Wang family is full of talents, he must be that Fenglinggen cultivator!"

The Wang family and the Zhang family are relatives by marriage, and there are some things that cannot be hidden from the Zhang family. Wang Huazhen only uses magic weapons with wind attributes, and it is difficult for other clansmen not to notice the abnormality.

"Ms. Zhang is absurd. How can our Wang family compare to your Zhang family? I heard that there is a clansman with a spiritual body in your Zhang family. I wonder if you brought it this time?"

A better qualification than spiritual roots is spiritual body. If there is no spiritual root in ten thousand, the spiritual body is one in a million. Ten thousand immortal cultivators may not have a spiritual body, which is enough to show the preciousness of the spiritual body .

(End of this chapter)