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Chapter 1147 Complete set of puppet beasts
Chen Xianger has accumulated a lot of credit for arresting corruption and instigating rebellion in the past few years. She has many eyes and ears in northern Xinjiang.

Her feelings for Wang Mingren are very complicated. She wished she could kill him. When she learned that Wang Mingren was trapped in Zihuoyuan, she was indeed very happy, but she soon became unhappy. She imagined that if After Wang Mingren died, she would become very boring, and Ximenfeng still had a child to keep her company.

Over the years, she has transferred her hatred towards Wang Mingren to work, turning grief and anger into strength. She treats those disciples and enemies who made mistakes as Wang Mingren. Seeing them begging for mercy, she has an indescribable feeling Happy, if Wang Mingren died, who would she hate?Love who?The whole person lost the motivation to live.

She found that she hated Wang Mingren to the bone, and at the same time loved to the bone. When Wang Mingren died, she could only be happy for a while, and the rest of her life would be endless emptiness. This is an extreme love.

"Why are you here? What do you want?"

Ximenfeng looked at Chen Xianger vigilantly. Ximenfeng believed that Chen Xianger must have received the news, and she couldn't hide this matter from her.

"I've been standing at the door for half an hour, why don't you invite me in to sit for a while?"

Chen Xianger said with a half-smile.

Ximenfeng frowned, Wang Mingren's life and death were uncertain, she couldn't laugh.

"If you have nothing to do, just go! We have nothing to talk about."

"Don't you want to save him? If you want to see him die, I have no problem."

Chen Xianger turned and left, before she could go far, Ximenfeng called her: "Wait, come in and have a seat!"

Ximenfeng invited Chen Xiang'er into her residence and made tea for her.

"Do you really have a way to save your husband? As long as you can save your husband, feel free to ask for anything you want, and I will try my best to satisfy it."

Ximenfeng bit her red lips tightly and said in a deep voice.

"What? You're not afraid that I'll hurt him? You know, I'm stingy. "

Chen Xiang'er laughed at herself and sneered.

Ximenfeng was silent for a while, and said: "I believe you hate him and wish to kill us, but you will definitely not sit back and watch your husband have an accident. Anyway, you should be a husband and wife."

Chen Xianger sneered, took out a map, and said: "The space marked by the red dot is unstable. If there is a high-level monk fighting at the place where the red dot is, the aftermath of the fighting may touch the ban, and maybe he will be released. But the red dot The marked places are very dangerous, and there are fourth-order monsters, if one is not handled properly, life is in danger, believe it or not, you can figure it out for yourself!"

After saying this, she got up and left.

Ximenfeng looked at the map left by Chen Xianger, her brows were frowned.

Should I trust Chen Xianger?After all, she is Wang Mingren's ex-wife, maybe she will help Wang Mingren, but she has said a lot of cruel words, who can guarantee that she is telling the truth, if it is a trap!
Ximenfeng is not afraid of death, she is worried about Wang Changjie.

She pondered for a moment, put away the map, and walked out.

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South China Sea, fire porpoise sea area.

Feng Ping is a casual cultivator, and the life of a casual cultivator is not easy. In order to go further in the immortal journey, Feng Ping, who is in the Qi refining period, joins the monster hunting team and goes out to sea to hunt monsters.

It took him ten years to save 5 yuan of spirit stones with great difficulty, preparing to bid for the foundation building pill, but on the way home, he was attacked by a second-order monster. Most of the 5 yuan of spirit stones that he had saved so hard were used up.

The older he gets, the more difficult it is to build a foundation. Feng Ping thought twice and took the risk to attack and kill a wealthy monk. He got a large sum of spirit stones at the cost of breaking a hand. After buying two Foundation Establishment Pills, he entered the Foundation Establishment Stage smoothly.

After tasting the sweetness of killing and seizing treasures, Feng Ping was no longer willing to go out to sea to hunt monsters. Use the so-called treasure map and inheritance magic beads to kill those monks who came to hunt for treasure.

In order to improve efficiency, they cast a wide net and marked three locations with various methods such as inheritance beads and treasure maps. The three locations are all in an uninhabited sea area, not far from each other, so it is convenient for support.

Casting a wide net to catch more fish. In recent years, monks have been tricked and died in Feng Ping's hands. Their number has gradually expanded. There are as many as eight foundation-building monks, and more than 20 Qi-refining monks. Yes, they have also encountered strong enemies, using formations to trap enemies and escape.

Feng Ping has cultivated to the eighth level of foundation building, and he is about to prepare for alchemy. For this reason, he has set up many traps, just to lure and kill more monks who are dazzled by greed.

On a remote and uninhabited deserted island, in a hidden cave, Feng Ping was sitting cross-legged on a futon, meditating and practicing, when a slight shriek sounded, he opened his eyes, and his eyes shone brightly.

"The fat sheep has arrived, and some monks have come to hunt for treasure."

He took out the communication disk, typed in a formula, and said excitedly: "Brothers, there is work to do, cheer up and get ready to work."

On an open field, Wang Xianbing and a dozen or so monks gathered together. Wang Xianbing held a topographic map in his hand.

Wang Yingjie presented a so-called treasure map. When Wang Xianbing encountered a bottleneck, he took the initiative to invite Ying and took five foundation-building monks and ten qi-refining monks to go hunting for the treasure. After they left the Wulong sea area, they changed into casual clothes. It's convenient.

According to the family rules, if there is a real treasure, the monk who hunts for the treasure will get [-]%, the family will get [-]%, and the individual who presents the treasure map will get [-]%. .

"It should be here. The ancient monk's cave should be in that cave."

Wang Xianbing pointed to a valley not far away and said that there was no grass growing in the valley.

Wang Xianbing released his consciousness and scanned the surrounding area several times, but found nothing.

At the entrance of the valley more than [-] feet underground, there is a pale yellow light curtain. Eight Foundation Establishment cultivators from Feng Ping and others gather in the yellow light curtain. Their faces are full of excitement. This is not the first time they have done this kind of thing. The enemy is trapped by the formation, and it is definitely a dead end.

"Seventeenth brother, you take half of the people in, we stay outside to support, and proceed carefully."

Wang Xianbing told a tall and thin young man in blue shirt that the location of the ancient monk's cave is especially suitable for ambushes, so he must act carefully.

The blue-shirted youth responded, and walked towards the valley with two foundation-building monks and five Qi-refining monks. They released three puppy puppets to walk in front, and they followed behind.

They walked into the valley with their front feet, and countless yellow mist gushed out from the ground, covering the valley all at once.

"Not good, enemy attack."

Wang Xianbing's complexion changed, and he shouted loudly, fully enlightened.

Almost at the same time, there was a muffled sound on the ground, and more than a dozen magic weapons flew out from the ground and slashed at them.

With a few screams, the five qi refining monks fell into a pool of blood on the spot, but fortunately, Wang Xianbing's three foundation building monks were unharmed.

Feng Ping and eight people came out from the ground, two people controlled the formation, and six people attacked Wang Xianbing and three people.

"Evil cultivator! Court death."

A look of anger flashed in Wang Xianbing's eyes, and he sacrificed three second-tier puppets, and the other two monks from the Wang family also sacrificed three second-tier puppets, and the nine puppets lit up with bright runes one after another, and rushed to the opposite side .

Wang Xianbing raised a set of yellow formation flags, which sank into the surrounding ground, and the ground quickly turned pale gold, and a golden light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering them.

More than a dozen magic weapons were hacked on the puppet beast, but the puppet beast was intact. They struck from three directions: the ground, the land and the sky, and Feng Ping and the others were in a hurry.

"This is a complete set of puppet beasts! No, it's a child of Qinglian Wang's family."

Feng Ping suddenly thought of something, and his face changed drastically.

Wang Xianping's complexion turned cold, and the magic formula changed, a thick golden glow shot out from the nine puppet beasts one after another, turning into a huge golden light curtain, covering Feng Ping and the six people inside.

(End of this chapter)