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Chapter 1348 60 years

Time flies like a white horse, and a period of sixty years passed quickly.

Wulong sea area, fire porpoise sea area.

Over a certain deserted island, hundreds of immortal cultivators are fighting in the void. Judging from their clothes, they are clearly divided into two factions.

A group of monks wore uniform golden gowns, and most of them used knives. The leader was a middle-aged man with a square face. Wearing a uniform red cassock, the leader is a young woman in a red dress with pearls and jade, holding a short red ruler in her hand. Observe carefully, there are several small cracks on the surface of the short red ruler.

The golden ring knife in the middle-aged man's hand slashed towards the void, and there was a muffled "buzzing" sound in the void, and a golden light blade more than a hundred feet long flew out, and instantly arrived in front of the young woman in the red dress. The short red ruler in the young woman's hand glowed brightly, and it moved towards the top of her head.

With a muffled sound, the short red ruler broke, and the young woman in the red dress fell backwards, her left arm was still chopped off.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed immediately, and was about to continue attacking the young woman in the red dress when an astonishing wave of heat came down his face, and the sky suddenly darkened.

A red palm of fire more than ten feet in size descended from the sky, but before it landed, the void seemed to be ignited.

The golden ring sword in the middle-aged man's hand quickly slashed towards the void, and a golden rainbow flew out, shattering the red palm of fire and turning it into countless red flames. Brother Ji uttered a scream, and disappeared.

At this time, the young woman in the red dress was already thousands of feet away, and she was fleeing extremely fast.

"The disciples of the Golden Knife Sect obey the order, and none will be left behind."

The middle-aged man gave an order, and turned into a golden ray of light, chasing after the young woman in the red dress.

The young woman in the red dress frowned. She was seriously injured, and it was only a matter of time before she was caught up.

Not long after, dozens of escaping lights appeared in front of him.

"Sun Daoyou, you are here, come with me and kill him. He is the law enforcement elder of the Golden Knife Sect. He killed Junior Brother Sun and Junior Brother Li."

The young woman in the red dress rolled her eyes and shouted loudly.

Not long after, dozens of red lights stopped, and dozens of huge red crows appeared. The one flying in the front was a two-headed crow, and a tall and straight man in red sat on top of the red crow. On the back, the expression is indifferent.

The man in red is an alchemy monk with eight levels of alchemy, and the others are foundation-building monks.

The middle-aged man stopped, his eyes a little surprised.

"We are the children of the Wang family on Qinglian Island. We will not get involved in any grievances between you."

The tone of the young man in red was indifferent. He was Wang Qingjun.

Wang Qingjun was in charge of the Immortal Cultivation Realm in Northern Xinjiang. 60 years ago, Wang Qingshan held a grand birth ceremony. Many forces came to congratulate him, and the couple of Qianyang Immortals came to congratulate him in person, which gave the Wang family enough face.

Since then, the Wu family has vigorously helped the Wang family develop in the world of cultivating immortals in northern Xinjiang. Wang Qingjun and other members of the Wang family have become direct beneficiaries. Wang Qingjun's cultivation speed has increased accordingly. He has now cultivated to the eighth level of alchemy. With the constant increase, Wang Qingjun doesn't have to stay in the world of cultivating immortals in northern Xinjiang all the time.

When he returned to the South China Sea this time, he escorted a batch of materials for cultivating immortals, mainly ores.

He took out a square cyan token, and the cyan lotus pattern on the surface of the token lighted up. After an organ sounded, the cyan token turned into a palm-sized cyan lotus. This is the symbol of the Qinglian royal family, unique in the South China Sea. family.

Seeing the blue lotus, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of fear, and the beautiful woman in the red dress was overjoyed.

"Wang Daoyou, my concubine was born on Huoyun Island, we are relatives by marriage! I didn't lie to you, my nephew and grandson-in-law is Wang Huayan. Last year I went to Qinglian Island and visited your Wang Family Patriarch."

The young woman in the red skirt said loudly, with a sincere tone.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man groaned inwardly, and slashed at Wang Qingjun and the others with the dagger in his hand, a golden light blade more than a hundred feet long swept out, and slashed straight at Wang Qingjun and the others.

Wang Qingjun took his time and sacrificed five gleaming red flying knives, which turned into a giant red blade, influencing the golden light blade.

Keng!
There was a muffled sound, and the golden light blade was torn apart, turning into dots of golden light and disappearing.

"Set up the formation and meet the enemy."

Wang Qingjun yelled lightly, flicked his five fingers towards the middle-aged man, five red auras shot out, and went straight to the middle-aged man.

Dozens of monks from the Wang family sacrificed the second-level flying crane puppet beasts, spraying out colorful beams of light from their mouths. Hundreds of colorful beams of light gathered together and turned into a nine-color beam of nine-color beams with a diameter of three feet thick, with a piercing piercing sound. sound, hit the middle-aged man.

In the puppet formation, the Wang family has become more and more proficient in using the puppet beasts, and their power is also growing.

The middle-aged man's spiritual sense keenly sensed the five astonishing aura fluctuations coming from behind him, he quickly swung the ring-sword, and slashed behind him, a golden rainbow with a length of several tens of feet flew out.

Rumble!
A deafening roar sounded, five red lights collided with the golden Changhong, a powerful air wave erupted, and the sea below rippled.

An incomparably thick nine-color beam of light flew towards him, and instantly hit the middle-aged man's body-protecting aura.

He flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, vomiting blood continuously, and a faint golden light shot out from the cassock on his body. If he hadn't been wearing inner armor, he might have died.

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and several faint red lights pierced through his limbs, and he let out a scream.

With a flash of red light, a small red tower suddenly appeared above the middle-aged man's head. Several lifelike crow patterns were engraved on the body of the small red tower.

"Quack!"

The small red tower radiated red light, and its size skyrocketed, turning into a giant red tower more than a hundred feet high. The giant red tower emitted a burst of red light, covering the middle-aged man and taking him in.

The giant red tower quickly shrank and flew back to Wang Qingjun's hand.

The six faint red lights flew back and disappeared into his sleeve.

The young woman in the red dress was stunned, her eyes full of envy. Not only did Wang Qingjun have a complete set of magic weapons, but also the magic weapons of flying needles and the magic weapons of trapping enemies.

"Your Majesty, Wang Qingjun, follow me to Qinglian Island! I don't know some things. If you are really an in-law of our Wang family, I should save you. If you are not an in-law of our Wang family, you know the consequences. "

Wang Qingjun said with a smile that was not a smile, he was already at the eighth level of alchemy, and he had many powerful magic weapons in his hands. He could kill the monks of the Golden Knife Gate just now, but he didn't do that. He spent most of his time in the North It has been a long time since I came back from the world of cultivating immortals in Jiangxi. I don't know the situation of the family, so I naturally don't listen to the one-sided words of the young woman in red dress.

The young woman in the red skirt nodded and agreed, and the group flew towards Qinglian Island.

(End of this chapter)