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Chapter 1352 Attack on San Xiumeng (please subscribe, early tomorrow)

The Sanxiu League has been established for more than 100 years. There are three Nascent Soul monks. At the beginning, the three Nascent Soul monks huddled together to keep warm and established an alliance. At the beginning, the external environment was severe, and the Sanxiu League was relatively united and relatively fair.

With the passage of time, the external environment has remained peaceful, and the internal disputes within the Sanxiu League have gradually expanded. It is impossible for the three Nascent Soul cultivators to stare at the disciples every day.

Mrs. Qingyan's disciples are good at alchemy. They think they should get more resources for cultivating immortals. The disciples and grandchildren of the other two Yuanying monks don't want to do it. They think that their ancestors have stronger supernatural powers. A lot of jokes were made.

The Sanxiu League controls a total of 320 five islands, one island with a fourth-order spiritual vein, of which 110 five islands are guarded by Mrs. Qingyan's disciples.

Qingyue Sanren is Mrs. Qingyan's favorite disciple. He has cultivated to the seventh level of alchemy and is in charge of Qingyue Island.

The shape of Qingyue Island resembles a blue full moon floating on the sea. There are two alchemy cultivators stationed on the island. Eighteen small islands surround Qingyue Island like stars arching the moon. Black Beaver Island is one of the small islands. .

Heili Island is 95 miles long and 72 miles wide. The terrain is high in the south and low in the north. The south is surrounded by rolling mountains and the north is an open plain.

Ma Yuan is a disciple of Qingyue Sanren. He has built seven layers of foundations and is in charge of managing Black Beaver Island. Besides Ma Yuan, there are also ten immortal cultivators at his disposal. There are many immortal cultivators. There are 300 monks stationed on the main island, and there are forty or fifty immortal cultivators on the island with Danjie monks. On a small island like Heili Island, eleven immortal cultivators are not bad.

The Sanxiu League was established for too short a time. In order to defend the five islands of 320, they had to recruit troops aggressively, which indirectly exacerbated the disputes between the three forces.

On this day, Ma Yuan was refining alchemy in a secret room, and a strong medicinal fragrance permeated the air.

At this moment, the secret room shook violently, and a sound transmission talisman flew in.

He frowned, crushed the sound transmission talisman, and a panicked man's voice suddenly sounded: "The big thing is wrong, Mr. Ma, enemy attack, enemy attack."

Ma Yuan's face changed, since the establishment of Sanxiu League, this was the first time he encountered such a thing.

He quickly turned off the fire and walked out quickly.

The formation protecting the island has been broken, and five light blue lotus flowers are fluttering in the sky. The leader is Wang Yingjie. Except for Wang Yingjie, the other four are Qi refining monks.

He originally wanted to go out for a trip, but he didn't expect to catch up with this big battle. This is a great opportunity to make contributions, so he volunteered to join the battle.

"Qinglian, you are the children of the Qinglian royal family, what's going on? Why did you come to attack our Sanxiu League?"

Ma Yuan frowned and said, and quickly took out a long golden whip.

"Go down and ask Hades!"

Wang Yingjie sneered and said with a pinch of the magic formula, two giant eagle puppet beasts with golden bodies circled one by one and rushed towards Ma Yuan.

The four Qi-refining cultivators took out a blue crossbow one after another, shot four blue arrows, and instantly arrived in front of Ma Yuan.

Ma Yuan's reaction was quick, the golden whip in his hand flicked lightly, there was a sound of piercing through the air, five golden whip shadows swept out, hit four cyan arrows, and the cyan arrows burst, bursting out a large As soon as the cyan flame approached Ma Yuan Wuzhang, it was smashed to pieces by the golden whip shadow.

Lightning five consecutive whips.

The sound of breaking through the air was loud, and a large piece of slender golden light fell from the sky. Ma Yuan quickly waved the golden whip in his hand, turning into multiple whip shadows, blocking most of the golden light. The aura of body protection blocked it.

Two golden giant eagles descended from the sky, and two pairs of sharp eagle claws grabbed his forehead. Ma Yuan wanted to avoid it, but two big yellow hands popped out from the ground and grabbed his feet at once.

With two muffled bangs, Ma Yuan's body-protecting aura instantly shattered, his head was crushed by the eagle's claws, and he fell to the ground.

The other Qi refining monks ran away quickly, but before they could run far, blue arrows pierced through their bodies.

"Go down to harvest the spirit valley, go faster, there are other islands!"

Wang Yingjie ordered, this time Lu, Wang, and Ye's three families teamed up and suddenly attacked the door, and San Xiumeng was naturally no match.

"Yes, Uncle Yingjie."

The Wang family is sorted in order of Meng Jijun's glory, Yinghua Yunshengrong, Hongcai's promotion to Boyan, and Maotu's full meritorious service. The current youngest clan is the Gongzi generation.

Qingyue Island was in a mess, flames shot into the sky, dozens of immortal cultivators were fighting on the ground, and four alchemy cultivators were fighting at high altitude, with constant roar.

Qingyue Sanren's breath was sluggish, and there were some brown blood stains on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on Wang Qiuming, and his face was extremely ugly.

Wang Qiuming sat cross-legged in a golden lotus seat, and a golden dragon hovered around him.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, how did our Sanxiu League offend you? Your Wang family's move is a provocation. If you leave now, I can still pretend that nothing happened."

Qingyue Sanren frowned and said in a weak tone.

Wang Qiuming didn't speak, but with a pinch of the formula, the three shiny golden round wheels swelled up, and struck at Qingyue Sanren with the sound of piercing through the air.

The Qingyue Loose Man was frightened half to death, the cyan whisk in his hand shook lightly, dense cyan filaments shot out, entangled three golden round wheels, a thick golden beam of light hit head-on, behind the golden beam of light, there were A huge golden round wheel rotated rapidly, making a piercing sound.

Qingyue Loose Cultivator hastily offered up a blue shield, which instantly swelled up and stood in front of him.

There were two muffled sounds, and the cyan shield blocked the golden beam of light and the cyan round wheel.

At this moment, a thick and long golden dragon tail swept over and hit Qingyue Sanren's body. Qingyue Sanren spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, before he could stand still, a golden light suddenly lit up above his head, showing A huge golden clock.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The giant golden clock spewed out a wave of golden sound, Qingyue Sanren's eyes widened, his eyes darkened, and his whole body quickly fell towards the ground, smashed into a pulp.

Qingyue Sanren's companion wanted to run away, but a huge golden dragon descended from the sky, and the thick dragon claws slapped him, directly piercing through his body, and his heart was shattered.

Lu Hengbin put away the magic weapon, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Friend Wang Dao is a god through people, Lu admires it."

The Wang family already had five third-tier flood dragons, but luckily the Lu family did not oppose the Wang family.

"It's just a fluke, let's solve it quickly! There are still many things to be busy!"

Wang Qiuming said calmly, his eyes were full of joy, there was a third-level flood dragon, and few people of the same level were his opponents.

(End of this chapter)