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Chapter 1707 Preparing to Shock the God Transformation Stage

"Qiu Ming, you take a few people to sit on the east side, and Wang Xin sits on the south side. My wife and I will stay here."

Wang Changsheng assigned tasks to the clansmen. He has two spiritual items, and together with the water of the Taiyin, he has a high chance of advancing to the stage of transforming gods. This process is relatively long, and it is easy to attract other monsters.

Therefore, immortal cultivators need someone to protect the Dharma when they hit the stage of transforming into gods.

Naturally, Wang Ruyan and the others had nothing to do. Wang Qiuming took his clansmen to fly to the blue ice lake in the east, and set up formations near the lake.

Wang Yingjie used magic to build a white ice palace, which was used as a cave.

The environment here is not suitable for their cultivation, but it is indeed a safe place.

Both the wood demon and the tortoise have fallen into a deep sleep, and they are likely to advance to the fourth level when they wake up. Wang Changsheng placed them fifty miles away from the snow-capped mountain, and asked Wang Yingjie and others to build caves for them, so as to prevent them from attracting thunder disasters at the same time as him, and increase the intensity of thunderstorms. The power of robbery.

Immortal cultivators attacking the stage of transforming gods will attract five or nine thunder calamities, which are very powerful. If there are monks or monsters that attract thunder calamities, the power of five or nine thunder calamities will be even greater.

Wang Changsheng looked at the experience of the ancestors of Zhenhaizong's impact on the stage of transforming into gods, and he got some inspiration.

Wang Ruyan's lion-lin beast also fell into a deep sleep, and she was placed fifty miles away from the snow-capped mountain. She lived at the foot of the mountain, protecting Wang Changsheng's dharma, and practicing in seclusion.

Wang Changsheng used the seven-star demon-slaying knife to open up a simple stone room more than a hundred feet in size, and he arranged five sets of fourth-order formations in one go.

He sat down cross-legged, and took out a batch of refining materials and eighteen Dinghai beads. He planned to repair the Dinghai beads, otherwise, the Dinghai beads might not be able to stop them when they crossed the catastrophe.

Counting, after arriving in the Tianlan Realm, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan killed more than ten Nascent Soul monks, at least in the middle Nascent Soul stage, and obtained a large amount of property and refining materials.

When Wang Changsheng pinched the formula, eighteen Dinghai beads flew up, circling Wang Changsheng indefinitely.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a piece of blue flame, which wrapped eighteen Dinghai beads.

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At the foot of the mountain, there is a simple grotto over a hundred feet in size.

Wang Ruyan sat cross-legged on a blue futon, her eyes closed.

This time in Tianlan Realm, she and Wang Changsheng have experienced many things, the most important thing is to kill Shangguan Wei, the murderous enemy, and settle a regret in her heart.

Dots of blue light emerged from Wang Ruyan's body, turning into mysterious musical notes, and a pleasant fairy voice sounded.

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Huang Fugui stood on the snowy ground, looking at the white mountains in the distance, with a pensive look on his face.

The Burial Devil Ice Field is one of the three most dangerous places in the Tianlan Realm, and the cultivators of Huashen did not dare to go deep. Huang Fugui wanted to make a breakthrough. The skills he practiced were quite special, and his cultivation speed was relatively slow, but he practiced step by step and advanced to a higher level. Realm is only a matter of time, but supernatural powers are not strong, so he needs a powerful magic weapon.

Huang Fugui did not dare to fight to the death with monks of the same rank, but he did have the courage to hunt for treasures, which was his old profession.

"Observe for a while before talking, this matter is not urgent."

Huang Fugui said to himself, he has been able to cultivate to this day, naturally not because of recklessness, but because of prudence.

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In the northeast of Tianlan Realm, Wanma Grassland.

The unique geographical environment of the Wanma Grassland is suitable for domestication of spirit horses. This is the largest horse farm of Tianlan Sect, and tens of thousands of spirit horses have been domesticated.

A piece of rolling grass, the ground is a mess, there are many huge potholes, and there are more than a dozen corpses lying there.

Fang Mu was out of breath, his face was pale, there was a bloody hole the size of a fist on his left chest, his right leg was bloody and bloody, his expression was frenzied, and a tall golden-clothed youth with handsome features and tall stature was taken away by nine Nascent Soul stage corpses. Surrounded by a crowd, the young man in the golden shirt wore a golden jade crown on his head and a white jade belt around his waist. He looked like a rich man.

Shangguan Ming, descendant of Shangguan Tianhong.

Shangguan Ming's face was pale, his clothes were stained with a lot of blood, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

The nine refined corpses were bloody and bloody. They had human and animal shapes, and their cold eyes were staring at Shangguan Ming.

"Hey, a few spirit treasures, you are really rich and powerful, you are probably the descendants of a certain monster who transforms the gods!"

Fang Mu chuckled, his eyes frenzied.

The skills he practiced are quite special. After the nine celestial corpses were promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, Fang Mu used the corpse energy of the nine celestial corpses to successfully cultivate to the late Nascent Soul stage. He came to Tianlan Realm for decades and died in his There are as many as 20 Nascent Soul cultivators in hand, and in terms of record, he is definitely the best.

Nine celestial corpses capable of performing Taoism and supernatural powers are equivalent to nine Nascent Soul monks, and Fang Mu is ten Nascent Soul monks. Few Nascent Soul monks are his opponents.

If it wasn't for Shangguan Ming's several spiritual treasures, Fang Mu would have killed Shangguan Ming long ago.

"Hmph, raising refined corpses is a disaster for the world. I will do justice for the heavens and get rid of you, the devil."

Shangguan Ming sneered, with a murderous look on his face.

"To cause harm to the world, hum, compared to you hypocrites, Fang is ashamed of being a devil. If it weren't for your Tianlan Realm's invasion, I would have come to Tianlan Realm? What kind of ability is it to rely on your ancestors to be fierce? There are not many cases." Lingbao, you are already dead."

Fang Mu sneered, he pinched the magic formula, and a refined corpse stomped hard on the ground.

The ground shook violently, and the ground in a radius of more than ten miles turned into sand. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up countless yellow gravel and went straight to Shangguanming.

Shangguan Ming didn't dare to be careless, the cyan feather fan in his hand swayed lightly, a gust of wind blew up, and a cyan wind wall hundreds of feet high emerged out of thin air, blocking in front of him.

The dense yellow gravel hit the cyan wind wall, and there was the muffled sound of frying beans.

The dense yellow gravel gathered together and turned into a huge yellow sand curtain, trapping Shangguan Ming inside.

"Break it for me."

Shangguan yelled loudly, pinched the magic formula, and the red light of a three-legged cauldron in front of him rose brightly, and the red flood dragon on the tripod let out a resounding dragon roar, and a large red flame swept out, and the three of them couldn't breathe. , which is several miles in size, facing the yellow sand curtain.

Rumble!
After an earth-shattering loud noise, the yellow sand curtain disappeared, Fang Mu and the nine refined corpses also disappeared.

"He escaped again, damn it."

Shangguan Ming said angrily, generally speaking, the magical powers that a monk can master are limited, and most monks are proficient in two or three attributes of magical powers, while Fang Mu's celestial corpse masters a total of nine different attributes of magical powers, integrating attack and defense. .

His spirit treasure can only hurt Fang Mu's refined corpse, but cannot kill it. Who made Fang Mu's celestial corpse understand the magical powers of defense?
He glanced at the corpse of the same sect on the ground, his brows were furrowed, and the murderous intent in his heart was even stronger, Fang Mu would not get rid of him for a day, the greater the threat.

If Fang Mu's celestial corpses are cultivated to the stage of transforming gods, no one in Tianlan Realm can stop Fang Mu.

Shangguan Ming put away the corpses of his fellow disciples, turned into a ray of light and pierced through the air and left. He is also in a very weak state now, and he is in danger of falling if he continues to chase and kill Fang Mu.

(End of this chapter)