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Chapter 1152

Wang Youwei was on an endless green grassland, his face was full of vigilance, and his body was covered with a thick aura of body protection.

He could feel that the aura here was much more abundant than the outside world.

Wang Youwei released his consciousness, and carefully scanned the area of ​​more than ten miles, but found no aura of other cultivators.

He took out a palm-sized cyan jade plate, runes flashed on the surface of the jade plate, and he entered a formula, a cyan lotus flower bloomed on the surface of the jade plate, the next moment, the jade plate made a shrill sound, and three A cyan dot.

"It seems that my luck is good. There are three clansmen who are less than a thousand miles away from me."

Wang Youwei smiled happily and said to himself.

The Wang family sent [-] foundation-building monks into the secret realm, and they were divided into four groups of five. According to the agreement, after they entered the secret realm, they found a safe place and reunited with their fellow clans as soon as possible, so that the team could exert its greatest strength. , Individual power is limited.

He took out a blue longbow, stretched the bow and set an arrow, aiming the arrow high into the sky.

With a sound of "嗖", a cyan arrow flew out of the string and flew towards the sky.

After reaching high altitude, the cyan arrow suddenly exploded and turned into a huge cyan lotus.

This cyan lotus can be seen for thousands of miles around. This is to summon the clansmen. Of course, this will also expose his position. But just entering the secret realm, it stands to reason that no one would deliberately target him. At almost the same time, the high-altitude A huge golden knife phantom and a huge blue crane phantom appeared.

Obviously, other forces are also calling for companions, and it is the best choice to go together. Of course, there are also some people who rely on their superior strength and act alone.

Half an hour later, three monks from the Wang family gathered around Wang Youwei.

Wang Youwei released a two-foot-large tortoise puppet to carry them forward. There are many monsters living in the secret realm. Flying in the sky is easy to be spotted by the monsters. It is better to use the puppet to move forward, mainly to prevent the ground The attack of monsters.

The turtle puppet is huge in size, but its speed is not slow.

Not long after, Wang Youwei and others disappeared on the vast grassland.

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In a certain dark forest, Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongting, and Wang Rongfei stood together, their expressions indifferent.

Opposite them, there were two men wearing Jindaomen costumes. Not far away, under a towering tree, there were three black mushrooms the size of palms. There were some white lines on the edges of the mushroom caps, which were drumstick-shaped.

Near the towering tree, there is a giant python that has been chopped into more than ten pieces.

"Just entered the secret realm, I don't think we need to fight to the death for a few hundred-year-old elixir!"

Wang Rongting smiled lightly, and said with a half-smile.

"Hmph, obviously we discovered the elixir, and we also killed the monster guarding the elixir, so why should we share it with you?"

A young man with an immature face frowned and said.

"If we hadn't arrived, you would have wanted to kill Sister Rong Ting. Is it too much to apologize to us? Or do you want to fight to the death?"

Wang Rongxiang's face turned cold, and he put a blue jade flute to his mouth.

"Junior Brother Sun, forget it, we were wronged first, so let's give them a elixir!"

The older man said in a deep voice, agreeing to Wang Rongting's suggestion.

He released a three-foot-tall golden monkey, dug up two black mushrooms, and took away the corpse of the monster. The two disappeared into the dense forest.

"It's cheap for them. I just lost a hundred-year-old elixir to Sister Rong Ting."

Wang Rongfei curled her lips and said with a frown.

"The old ancestor said, if you can't fight to the death with others, don't fight to the death with others. There is no need to fight between emotions. There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. Maybe you will kick the iron plate. It is better to be cautious."

Wang Rongting said nonchalantly, if there was only one Golden Knife Sect disciple, she would kill him too.

They dug up the last black mushroom, released a pony puppet, and carried the three of them forward.

Not long after, they disappeared into the dense forest.

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In a narrow valley, Wang Xianbing and two monks from the Wang family manipulated six second-order puppet beasts to surround a giant golden scorpion with a size of two feet.

Behind the golden giant scorpion, there is a towering tree more than one hundred feet high, and under the tree are three blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum exuding a strong and strange fragrance.

The golden giant scorpion is golden all over, as if made of gold, with its tail spines raised high.

The ground suddenly swelled up with two small soil bumps, and two two-foot-long yellow centipedes came out from the ground, hitting the golden giant scorpion from both sides.

The pair of golden giant pliers of the golden giant scorpion clamped forward, accurately clamping the two yellow centipedes, and there were two muffled sounds. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a huge white net more than ten feet in size dropped from the sky, covering the golden centipede at once. giant scorpion.

A two-foot-tall golden ape puppet waved a spiked mace and smashed it hard at the golden giant scorpion.

Rumble!
The hard shell of the golden giant scorpion was covered with scars and pits. Two red giant eagles swooped down from a high altitude. Before they landed, two thick red flames shot out and hit the golden giant scorpion. The flames engulfed the body of the giant golden scorpion, and two giant red eagles rushed into the sea of ​​flames.

After a huge roar sounded, the body of the golden giant scorpion was torn apart and died.

Wang Xianbing nodded in satisfaction, pinched the magic formula, and the ape puppet strode towards the towering tree, and carefully dug out three blood-colored ganoderma. As Wang Xianbing expected, there were many palm-sized golden scorpions underground. Their tail stabs hit the palm of the ape puppet, and there was a muffled sound.

After killing these golden poisonous scorpions, they divided three blood-colored ganoderma, one for each person, put away the puppet beast, released a pony puppet beast, and carried them towards a steep mountain peak.

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On a certain steep mountain, Wang Jiyu was fighting fiercely with a huge cyan eagle. Wang Jiyu was out of luck. As soon as he entered the secret realm, he encountered a second-tier middle-grade monster bird. Fortunately, his fighting skills Not weak.

He was holding a gleaming red flag in his hand, and with a slight shake, billowing flames swept out. The giant cyan eagle couldn't get close to Wang Jiyu's side, but it refused to leave either.

A hint of anger flashed in Wang Jiyu's eyes, the red flag in his hand blazed brightly, and more than a dozen giant fireballs the size of a water tank flew out, hitting the giant cyan eagle in a row.

The giant cyan eagle spread its wings and flew high, avoiding more than a dozen giant fireballs. At this moment, a red light lit up above the giant cyan eagle's head, and a huge red clock the size of a water tank emerged out of thin air.

"Clang clang clang!"

After a heavy bell rang, the giant red bell spewed out circles of red sound waves visible to the naked eye, and the head of the giant cyan vulture burst into rain of blood.

(End of this chapter)