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Chapter 1719 The Daoist tribe protects the law, and the longevity is promoted to the god of transformation

Huang Fugui sacrificed three shining yellow throwing knives, which turned into three yellow lights and fell into the herd. The low-level monsters couldn't stop them at all. Where the three yellow lights passed, blood spattered, and a large number of The low-level monsters fell, and soon new monsters rushed up.

Wang Qiuming, Wang Xin, and Huang Fugui surrounded the snow mountain. Wang Ruyan was in the middle, and Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongting, Wang Rongfei, Wang Yinghao, Wang Jiyun, Liu Xudong, and Wang Yingjie were on the periphery. Wang Qiuming and Wang Xin didn't do anything. Beasts, low-level monsters can be handed over to Wang Rongxiang's seven people.

Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongting, and Wang Rongfei held flutes, zithers, and pipas in their hands respectively, bursts of melodious fairy sounds sounded, and three-color sound waves swept out. Monsters below the third level fell to the ground suddenly when they touched the three-color sound waves, and all their internal organs were wiped out. shattered.

Wang Yinghao and Wang Yingjie control five-element puppet beasts to attack low-level monsters.

This set of five-element puppet beasts belonged to Wang Yingjie. He couldn't control it alone. He could only control it with Wang Yinghao. He had practiced it many times before.

The colorful auras lit up, and the roar continued. The low-level monsters couldn't stop the five-element puppet beasts at all.

Wang Jiyun pinched the sword art, and seven flying swords with blue light flew out. After one blurred, it turned into hundreds of identical blue flying swords, and went straight to the herd of beasts
Where the blue flying sword passed, the low-level monsters turned into a rain of blood, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

With a flick of Liu Xudong's sleeve, more than a dozen large fireball symbols flew out, turning into a dozen huge fireballs the size of houses, and hitting the low-level monsters. The low-level monsters were hit by the huge fireballs, and then disappeared, and a large number of snowflakes melted .

Countless blue thorns suddenly grew out of the snow-capped mountain, forming an airtight blue cage, wrapping Wang Changsheng inside. The surface of the blue cage was covered with sharp thorns, and the top was flat.

Dots of blue light emerged from the void, and as soon as the Lin Turtle appeared, it and the Wood Demon were the last line of defense.

Wang Ruyan was a little surprised. She could not control the wood demon and the turtle. The wood demon and the turtle took the initiative to protect Wang Changsheng. It seemed that they were quite spiritual.

As time passed, there were a lot of these monsters, and there were not many high-level monsters. They did not have a unified command, but fought on their own. Huang Fugui.

The fourth-level monsters watched from a distance, not daring to approach them. Perhaps they were waiting for an opportunity to let the lower-level monsters consume the mana of Wang Yingjie and others.

The roar continued, and the magic power of Wang Rongxiang and others was rapidly passing away. Wang Yingjie and Wang Yinghao were better. They manipulated the puppet beasts to fight against the enemy, but the consumption of spiritual consciousness was relatively large.

Two hours later, the snow was dyed blood red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The faces of Wang Rongxiang and the five were pale, their mana was consumed seriously, and there were too many low-level monsters.

"Set up a puppet array, use the puppet array to fight against the enemy."

Wang Ruyan ordered.

The five members of Wang Rongxiang each sacrificed two third-level puppet beasts, a total of fifteen third-level puppet beasts, and frantically attacked the low-level monsters.

After another two hours, almost all the low-level monsters were dead, and there were more than 1000 monsters left. Wang Yingjie's seven people were pale, and they had consumed a lot of mana and consciousness.

"Go back to the formation and rest first! Meditate to restore mana, there are still tough battles to fight!"

Wang Ruyan ordered, and the seven Wang Yingjie retreated to the formation one after another.

Dozens of third-order monsters rushed over, before they got close, all kinds of spells smashed over.

The golden light on Wang Xin's body was shining brightly, and a Sanskrit sound came from his body. A miniature dragon suddenly appeared on his body, a deafening dragon chant sounded, and the miniature dragon flew out of the body, turning into a golden dragon more than a hundred feet long.

"Dawei Tianlong!"

The golden dragon went straight to dozens of third-tier monsters. The third-tier monsters were hit by the golden dragon, and they would not die or be disabled. Their attacks hit the golden dragon, and there was a muffled "bang bang".

A sharp bird song sounded, and dozens of third-order monster birds swooped down from the sky.

Wang Qiuming snorted softly, pinched the magic formula, and countless golden lights emerged from the void. After one blurred, it turned into a golden round wheel with a diameter of [-] feet.

"go."

The golden round wheel flew out, heading straight for the third-order demon bird.

With a flick of his sleeve, three golden round wheels flew out. After one blurred, its size skyrocketed and turned into three streaks of golden light, hitting dozens of third-tier monster birds.

Huang Fugui manipulated a small mountain-sized seal and smashed it on the three third-order monsters, smashing them to pieces, and then flew up, hitting the third-order monsters.

Dozens of Tier [-] monsters were not their opponents at all, and they were quickly wiped out.

hoohoo!

After a burst of angry roars sounded, hundreds of third-tier monsters attacked from all directions.

Wang Ruyan's expression was indifferent, his fingers brushed the strings of the Tianhuan pipa, and a blue sound wave swept out. With Wang Ruyan's Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivation base, it is easy to deal with these low-level monsters.

The third-order monsters collided with the cyan sound wave, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the internal organs were shattered. Some third-order monsters reacted quickly enough to avoid the cyan sound wave.

There was a sound of "chi chi" piercing through the air, the cyan cage shook violently, and countless sharp thorns flew out. Monster beasts and birds would fall from the sky even if their skin was scratched by the sharp thorns. The speed visible to the naked eye turned into a puddle of blood, and all the demon pills melted away.

Wang Ruyan held the Tianhuan pipa in her hand and played it non-stop. Immortal sounds burst out, and waves of blue and misty sound waves swept out continuously. The third-level monsters would be killed if they approached the snow-capped mountain five hundred feet away.

As time passed, the smell of meat became stronger and stronger, spreading farther and farther, and more monsters came. Fortunately, there were not many fourth-order monsters.

More than a dozen fourth-order monsters swarmed up, each displaying different supernatural powers.

The snow suddenly shook violently, and countless snowflakes flew up, turning into a huge white light curtain, covering Wang Changsheng and others inside.

Wang Ruyan flew out, holding the Tianhuan Pipa in her arms, playing non-stop, bursting with fairy sounds.

Tier [-] monsters are not easy to kill, and their reactions are fast enough, but they cannot get rid of the influence of illusion. Wang Qiuming, Wang Xin, and Huang Fugui assisted them. Before the time for a cup of tea, they stopped attacking Wang Ruyan and changed their minds. They attack each other and kill each other.

Under the interference of illusion, more than a dozen fourth-order monsters could not do anything to Wang Ruyan and others.

Eight days passed quickly. Wang Ruyan and others killed more than 20 fourth-order monsters.

Wang Ruyan floated above a blue cloud with an indifferent expression.

Wang Qiuming, Wang Xin and Huang Fugui circled around her, Wang Yingjie and the seven guarded on the ground, and the Wood Demon and Lin Gui guarded the snow mountain, forming multiple protective circles.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged among the piles of rocks, his eyes slightly closed.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and an astonishing spiritual pressure rushed out of his body, breaking through the blue cage all at once.

He exuded an aura as vast as the ocean, and he had suddenly entered the stage of transforming gods. His mana and consciousness had improved a lot, and there were many black impurities on his body.

"Husband, congratulations to your husband for advancing to the stage of transformation."

Wang Ruyan said happily.

"Congratulations to grandfather (old ancestor) for advancing to the stage of transformation!"

Wang Qiuming and the others said in unison, with excited expressions, that if they could return to Dongli Realm, the family would usher in glory and officially enter the ranks of the top ten immortal cultivating families in the South China Sea.

　Not today, sleep, it will be much more convenient to do things after transforming into a god

　
(End of this chapter)