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Chapter 1840 Searching for Immortal Cultivation Resources
"It seems that there is indeed a space node leading to other interfaces, and I don't know where it is."

Wang Ruyan looked at the topographic map with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Since there is a topographic map, let's leave here first along the topographic map! We have gained a lot, so there is no need to stay here."

Wang Changsheng's tone was heavy.

They checked carefully, found nothing else, and left the ice cave.

There is a map left by the Four Seasons Sword Master. They didn't touch any restrictions, but they encountered some monsters, monsters and birds with relatively high potential, Wang Changsheng captured all the monsters with more mixed blood, and killed them directly. Huang Fugui, Ye Haitang and Wang Yingjie separated the beast corpse.

After half a month, they left the snowstorm and ice field.

"Finally got out of here."

Huang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief, with a lingering fear expression on his face.

Wang Changsheng looked out of the sky, with a solemn expression: "Someone has come out, it seems to be Shangguan Taoist friend."

As soon as the words fell, a red ray of light flew out from the depths of the snowy and ice field, and after a while, the red ray of light stopped, it was Shangguan Tianhong.

His face was pale, a lot of brown blood could be seen on the Taoist robe on his body, his hair was unkempt, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

He didn't have a map, so he could only scurry around. With the many treasures on his body and his own supernatural powers, he finally left the wind, snow and ice field alive.

Shangguan Tianhong lost an arm, and his strength is still not inferior to the cultivator at the early stage of Huashen, but it is difficult to say against Shangqinglian fairy couple.

"Fellow Shangguan, are you alright?"

Wang Changsheng said politely, he can naturally see that Shangguan Tianhong is quite embarrassed, and he must have suffered a lot.

He couldn't help thinking that if there were no maps left by Xuanshui Palace and Four Seasons Sword Master, they would have suffered heavy casualties.

"I'm fine, Daoyou Wang, Mrs. Wang, do you have a map of Fengxueyuan?"

Shangguan Tianhong asked with a frown, his face full of confusion.

He knew that Wang Changsheng had a treasure with strong defense in his hand, but he thought it was destroyed. In order to leave Fengxueyuan, he destroyed five spirit treasures. Without a map, Shangguan Tianhong would not believe it.

"We came across the map left by Sword Master Four Seasons, and we left Fengxueyuan according to the map's guidance."

Wang Changsheng opened his mouth to explain.

"Sword Master Four Seasons? Has he really been here?"

Shangguan Tianhong said in surprise, he thought it was a legend, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Sword Master Four Seasons has been to Tianlan Realm and defeated many monks who transformed into gods in Tianlan Realm, and he has a good reputation.

Wang Ruyan took out a palm-sized small blue mirror and handed it to Shangguan Tianhong. Shangguan Tianhong entered a spell, the mirror surface was blurred, and a huge icicle appeared, and the text and map on the icicle could be seen.

"Forget it, wait for the big troops to arrive, and then send people to slowly explore the forbidden area of ​​the Thousand Gourd Realm! The old man will go back to heal his injuries first, and you can do what you want."

After Shangguan Tianhong finished speaking, Fenghuoyi flapped lightly, and he turned into a streak of red light and pierced through the air, disappearing after a few flashes.

"Senior Wang, Senior Wang, this junior still has something to do, so I won't bother you."

Huang Fugui bid farewell and left, and it was safe to follow the Qinglian fairy couple. If he got good things, they would be taken away by the Qinglian fairy couple, and he could only get a small part.

"Wait, this set of defense magic weapon is given to you. This is a reward for you. If you find the ancient monk's cave or other treasures, don't forget about us."

Wang Changsheng took out three light yellow command flags and handed them to Huang Fugui.

They found a lot of treasures from the demon clan's lair, but there were not many spirit treasures. Wang Changsheng was not rich enough to give Huang Fugui a spirit treasure. A spirit treasure could be passed down as a township treasure.

Huang Fugui was full of joy, thanked him, put away the three yellow command flags, stomped his right foot on the ground, turned into a yellow light and disappeared into the sky.

"Let's go! Let's go too!"

Wang Changsheng sacrificed the flying dragon in the sky map, and left the place with his tribe.

He wants to rush to a certain sea area, where there are rich mineral resources. Before the large army arrives, he can search for more treasures, so he can search for more treasures to strengthen the family's heritage.

A dragon's chant resounded through the sky and the earth suddenly sounded, and the flying dragon turned into a blue rainbow in the sky map and disappeared into the sky.

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Qianling Island is located in the northeast of Qianhu Realm. It is more than 300 miles long from east to west and more than 750 miles wide from north to south. It used to be the main altar of Qianling Palace. The rudder was punished, and the Mozu sent five Nascent Soul monks to sit in charge.

Qianling Island is responsible for the jurisdiction of a radius of 3000 million miles, and has a lot of power, because Qianling Island's geographical location is superior, and there are many monks passing by, so there is naturally a lot of money.

Master Jin Jiao has practiced Taoism for more than 700 years. He is currently in the middle stage of Yuanying. Ever since he can remember, he has considered himself a demon race. The education he received was to treat spiritual cultivation as a different kind. The classics I consulted can only be traced back more than a thousand years. Why should I want to plant the demon tree, but my relatives and friends are all firm believers in demons, so Master Jin Jiao didn't think much about it.

After entering the Nascent Soul Stage, Master Jin Jiao was assigned to Qianling Island with a high position and authority.

Qianling Island was in flames, a large number of buildings collapsed, towering trees fell in pieces, corpses lay all over the ground, and screams continued.

Master Jin Jiao stood in an open space, his face was pale, there were hundreds of craters blazing with flames, Wang Mengbin was floating above a cloud of black clouds out of thin air, his face full of murderous intent.

A golden dragon hovered in the sky, and Ouyang Mingyue and Cheng Zhenyu joined forces to attack the golden dragon.

Ouyang Mingyue and Cheng Zhenyu cooperated with each other, only to hear the ear-piercing sound of swords, and the sharp sword energy struck the golden dragon one after another.

There were continuous explosions, and accompanied by the shrill dragon roars, a large number of scales fell off the golden dragon's body, and the golden dragon's body was covered with scars, and bones could be seen faintly.

Zheng Nan held a green jade flute in his hand, and the cheerful flute sounded continuously. A middle-aged man with a big arm and a round waist was fighting fiercely with a beautiful young woman in a purple skirt. The middle-aged man looked wild, as if he was being controlled by someone. up.

The face of the young woman in the purple skirt was pale, and she kept shouting: "Senior Brother Sun, wake up, I am Junior Sister Chen! Why are you attacking me instead of the enemy?"

The middle-aged man paid no attention to it, and frantically attacked the young woman in the purple skirt.

Wang Youwei was standing in an open space, gesticulating with both hands, and a yellow giant ape crazily attacked an old man in yellow robe who was over fifty years old.

The giant ape was more than ten feet tall, with mysterious spirit patterns all over its body. Under the sunlight, it reflected bursts of metallic luster. It was obviously a fourth-order puppet beast.

In addition, hundreds of monks drove the puppet beasts to fight against the enemy, and their sleeves were either embroidered with blue lotus flowers or the two small characters of "Zhenhai".

The demons in the transformation stage are dead, but there are a large number of high-level demon cultivators in Qianhu Realm. These demon cultivators don’t think they are spiritual cultivators. They have been brainwashed by demons since they were young. They firmly believe that they are demons, no matter what anyone says Yes, the monks of Dongli Realm and Tianlan Realm are the invaders.

In order to completely control the world of thousands of gourds, a group of high-level demon cultivators must be eliminated.

Wang Mengbin, Ouyang Mingyue, Wang Youwei, Cheng Zhenyu, and Zheng Nan acted together to attack various important strongholds. One was to eliminate high-level demon cultivators, and the other was to plunder cultivation resources. This incident was of great help to their personal paths .

"Thousands of Thunder are ringing together,"

Wang Mengbin's face turned cold, and he pinched the magic formula. The thunder cloud under him suddenly rolled violently, making a deafening thunder sound, and the dazzling thunder light illuminated the sky and the earth.

Rumble!
Amidst a deafening thunderous sound, dense silver lightning bolts flew out, thousands of them in number, making one's scalp numb.

Seeing thousands of silver lightning strikes, Master Jin Jiao's face turned pale. He had an illusion that he had broken into the sea of ​​thunder.

He quickly sacrificed a golden ball the size of a pigeon's egg, and injected a magic formula. The golden ball turned around and suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, turning into a thick golden light curtain to protect his whole body.

A huge thunder sounded, dense silver lightning strikes above the golden light, the dazzling silver thunder light drowned Master Jin Jiao, the sky and the earth seemed to be reflected in silver, and the powerful air waves uprooted a large number of weeds and towering trees rise.

Wherever the strong air wave passed, earth and rocks cracked and buildings collapsed.

A blinding golden light suddenly lit up in the silver thunder sea, and Master Jin Jiao flew out of it, towards the golden flood dragon.

A puff of black smoke rose from Master Jin Jiao's body, his Taoist robe was tattered, his face was disheveled, and he looked very embarrassed.

Wang Mengbin's strength is too strong, Master Jin Jiao is no match for him, he intends to fuse with his natal spirit beast, and die together with this group of enemies.

"Hmph, want to fuse with a spirit beast? Do you think this is my opponent?"

Wang Mengbin shouted loudly, countless silver arcs emerged from his body, like a god of thunder, standing on the top of the clouds, condescending, overlooking all living beings.

His cold eyes were full of disdain and contempt, his voice was not loud, it spread throughout Qianling Island, and all monks could hear it clearly.

Master Jin Jiao's brain buzzed after hearing this.

The black thundercloud rolled violently, and a purple thunder snake suddenly appeared. At first, it was a purple thunder snake, but the speed of the black thunder cloud rolling became faster and faster. The second and third purple thunder snakes suddenly appeared, and the five breathless It turned out that hundreds of purple thunder snakes were wandering in the thunder clouds.

Master Jin Jiao felt the aura of the purple thunder snake, his face was magical, and he quickly communicated with the golden dragon.

The golden flood dragon let out a roar, and swiped its tail suddenly, slapping Cheng Zhenyu and Ouyang Mingyue.

There was the sound of clashing gold and iron, sparks flew everywhere, and Cheng Zhenyu and Ouyang Mingyue flew out, their faces solemn.

Taking advantage of this golden opportunity, the golden flood dragon quickly flew towards Master Jin Jiao.

One person, one beast instantly merged into one, and a dazzling golden light burst out, illuminating the world.

Not long after, the golden light dissipated, and the aura of the golden dragon rose to the fourth-level top-grade, and the face of Master Jin Jiao appeared on the head of the golden dragon.

"Hmph, you're all going to die for me." The golden flood dragon's tone was emotionless and his eyes were cold.

"Idiot, you are the one who died."

A man's voice full of indisputability descended from the sky, these words were resounding, like a long nail, firmly nailed into Master Jin Jiao's heart.

As soon as the words fell, there was a deafening thunderclap from high above, and hundreds of silver thunder snakes flew out from the black thunderclouds, heading straight for Master Jin Jiao below.

Hundreds of purple thunder snakes gathered together halfway, their bodies entangled together, and after a burst of purple thunder light lit up, a purple thunder dragon with a thick waist appeared.

The purple thunder dragon collided with the golden dragon, and an astonishing air wave erupted immediately. Dozens of hills were shattered by the powerful air wave, and a large number of trees and houses were swept up into the sky.

Wang Mengbin didn't stop, and with a pinch of the tactic, the black thunder cloud under him rolled violently, and suddenly turned into a silver thunder dragon hundreds of feet long, rushing down.

There was a rumbling explosion, and the silver, purple, and gold lights intersected, illuminating the world and sending dust flying all over the sky.

After three breaths, the dust dissipated, and a radius of hundreds of miles was razed to the ground. A scorched dragon fell to the ground. Master Jin Jiao lay beside him with an unbelievable expression on his face. There was a terrifying blood hole in his chest. The wound was charred.

After Wang Mengbin entered the late stage of the Nascent Soul, his strength was far greater than before. In addition to the Lingbao Lei Pengchi refined by Wang Changsheng, even if he encountered a strong enemy, he could retreat completely.

With a flash of inspiration, Master Jin Jiao's Nascent Soul flew out of the corpse and flew towards the sky at an extremely fast speed.

With a flash of silver light, a huge silver tower descended from the sky, covering the miniature Nascent Soul.

After dealing with Master Jinjiao, Wang Mengbin looked elsewhere, his face turned cold, countless silver arcs emerged from his body, a deafening thunder sounded from the sky, and a huge thundercloud appeared in the sky without warning. Thunder and lightning.

Silver Thunder Snakes roamed non-stop among the black thunderclouds. There were so many of them that it made one's scalp tingle.

After the rumbling thunder sounded, a series of thick silver lightning pierced the sky, and with a destructive momentum, they went straight to the enemy below.

The low-level monks trembled when they saw the dense silver lightning falling, while the morale of the Wang family's children and the Zhenhaizong monks rose sharply.

Wang Youwei and the others were already stabilizing the enemy. With Wang Mengbin joining, Wang Youwei and the others smoothly eliminated the opponent and took away the opponent's Nascent Soul.

"Finally the enemy has been dealt with, Fellow Daoist Wang, thanks to you this time!"

Cheng Zhenyu complimented, his face full of admiration.

Wang Mengbin's strength is extraordinary. In Cheng Zhenyu's view, among the many Nascent Soul monks of the Wang family, Wang Mengbin's strength can be ranked second, second only to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingling's strength is not weak, but he relies on the Ice Wind Jiao.

"You Daoist Cheng is amazing, Mrs. Cheng is also very powerful, restraining the two Nascent Soul cultivators."

Wang Mengbin said modestly, what Zheng Nan practiced was Zhenhai Zong's Zhenzong Kungfu "Tianyin Turning the Sea Kungfu". She used illusion to restrain the two Nascent Soul monks, and she contributed a lot.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is joking. The concubine's body is just a restraint, but he is not comparable to Fellow Daoist Wang. The Golden Flood Dragon is one with humans and beasts, and he is no match for you."

Zheng Nan praised.

(End of this chapter)