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Chapter 2152 Leaving the sect to take office, Dong Xueli
A month passed quickly.

Chen Yueying sat on the chair, Fang Ming stood beside Chen Yueying, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan bid farewell to Chen Yueying, they planned to leave Piaoyun Island, rush to Xuanyue Mountain, take Wang Qingcheng and others, and go to Jiulong Island to settle down.

The immortal cultivation resources they brought back from Xuanlingdongtian were converted into good deeds, and they exchanged a large number of immortal cultivation resources, which were mainly used to build the family's cultivation resources. In addition, the uncles and uncles of the Feisheng faction also gave them some things. Of course it wasn't for free, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan exchanged things.

Wang Changsheng exchanged a large amount of good deeds for a group of fifth-order spiritual flames, and gathered five kinds of fifth-order spiritual flames.

When he arrived at Jiulong Island, he would be able to retreat with peace of mind and attack the Void Refining Stage.

"Farewell, I don't know when I'll see you again. Beast hordes often break out in the waters near Kowloon Island. Be careful. I've already sent Nephew Sun to Kowloon Island and asked him to help you set up a sixth-order formation. You pay for it yourself, as for what formation to arrange, you can discuss it with him."

Chen Yueying said in a deep voice, no matter what, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were branded with the Feisheng faction. If the Wang family was wiped out by the beast tide, it would not be a good thing for the Feisheng faction.

"Thank you Master Chen."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan agreed with one voice.

"You have advanced to the refining period, and then return to the main altar to get the follow-up exercises."

Chen Yueying ordered.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan repeatedly agreed that the Wang family is still very weak and needs Chen Yueying's care.

Chen Yueying gave them a few words of advice and made them retreat.

Looking at the backs of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan leaving, Chen Yueying showed a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Maybe after ten thousand years, the Wang family will become the second Long family and Li family."

Fang Ming said with a smile, the first palace, the second sect, the three families, the four sects and the five kings. Among them, the ancestors of the Li family came from the Xuanqing sect, and the ancestors of the Long family came from the Wanling sect. There are many cultivating families under the Zhenhai Palace, but their overall strength is not strong.

"Ten thousand years? The local faction supports the Song family. The Song family has developed for more than 2 years, but there are only eight Void Refining monks. It's hard to say this kind of thing. I hope they can be promoted to the fusion and strengthen the power of the Ascension faction."

Chen Yueying said softly, even if they were sent out to establish a family, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan still belonged to the Feisheng faction, and this identity brand would exist for tens of thousands of years.

After leaving Chen Yueying's residence, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan turned into two rays of light, flew towards the sky, and left Piaoyun Island.

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Donglijie, South China Sea, Qinglian Island.

In the conference hall, Wang Qingshan was talking to Wang Qinghao.

"I'll leave the family to you, Qing Hao, I'm going on a long journey. If I find the interface directly under the spirit world, I will come back and tell you."

Wang Qingshan said in a deep voice, he has been in the lower realm for a long time, and with Wang Qingyu in charge of the family, he can feel at ease to find the direct interface of the spirit world.

"Don't worry! Brother Seven, I will take good care of the family."

Wang Qingyu patted his chest and agreed.

Wang Qingshan bowed and said: "Then please, if I can go to the spirit world, I will find a way to pick you up together."

After saying this, Wang Qingshan turned into a blue rainbow and broke through the sky, leaving Qinglian Island and disappearing into the sky.

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The Golden Cedar Mountain Range is named after a large number of golden-winged flying scorpions. This kind of monster is extremely poisonous, but its inner alchemy has a wide range of uses, attracting many monsters to hunt and kill them.

A damp and dark black jungle, looking around, there are towering trees more than a hundred feet high everywhere, with luxuriant branches and leaves, blocking a lot of sunlight.

At the end of the dense forest is a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the valley is full of weeds.

A deafening explosion came from the valley, and the ground shook violently.

Three golden lights flew out from the valley, and they were three giant centipedes with a pair of thin golden wings. The centipedes were all pitch black, with a pair of tentacles about ten feet long on their heads, and their eyes were golden.

These are three fourth-order gold-winged flying scorpions, and they fly towards the sky at a particularly fast speed.

At this moment, a cold female voice rang out: "It's snowing all over the sky!"

As soon as the words fell, a large expanse of white sword energy swept towards them, slashing at their bodies one after another, like cutting on a copper wall and iron wall, and there was a muffled "clang clang" sound.

Some white ice flakes appeared on the bodies of the three gold-winged flying cockroaches, covering half of their bodies, and their speed faltered.

A red light flew out from the valley, it was Wang Qingfeng.

Wang Qingfeng originally practiced hard in the Xuanyue Mountains, but he stayed in the Xuanyue Mountains for a long time and was a little bored. He said hello to Wang Qingcheng and planned to go out for a trip.

The flowers in the greenhouse don't grow big, and he doesn't want to live under the protection of his parents all his life.

Wang Qingcheng naturally refused to agree, but what Wang Qingfeng decided, even the nine bulls couldn't bring it back.

Wang Qingfeng didn't run around. The Jingong Mountain Range is not far from the Xuanyue Mountain Range. He met a female sword cultivator here. The two did not know each other and hunted monsters together.

Holding a gleaming red sword in his hand, Wang Qingfeng slashed towards the void.

The void oscillated and twisted, a red light flashed, and hundreds of red saber auras swept out, hitting the heads of the three gold-winged flying cockroaches one after another.

The heads of the three Golden Winged Apsaras were smashed to pieces by the dense red saber energy like tofu.

The body fell to the ground, and three miniature centipedes flew out of the body. Wang Qingfeng quickly sacrificed a gleaming red cloth bag, released a red glow, and took away the three miniature centipedes.

This is the spirit of a monster, and the soul-eating golden cicada raised by Wang Changsheng likes to devour the spirit of monsters.

A gust of fragrant wind blew by, and a tall girl in a white dress flew out of the valley. white sword case.

The girl in the white skirt breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Friend Wang Daoist, I thought you would destroy the corpse of the monster again."

"Fairy Dong, you've said it so many times, I'll definitely pay attention."

Wang Qingfeng said with a smile, the girl in the white skirt is called Dong Xueli, and she is a female swordsman.

"It's a pity that they have eaten all the golden scorpions. The two golden winged flying scorpions belong to you, and one belongs to me."

Dong Xueli suggested.

"Split it equally! If it weren't for you, I would have easily killed these three gold-winged flying scorpions."

Wang Qingfeng said with a light smile.

"No, you put a lot of effort into killing these three gold-winged flying scorpions. I won't take advantage of you. As I said, let's cooperate to hunt monsters and distribute property according to contributions. No one will take advantage of the other. "

Dong Xueli's attitude is firm.

At this moment, several escaping lights flew over at a very fast speed.

Not long after, four Nascent Soul cultivators, three men and one woman, appeared. The leader was a burly and imposing young man in golden shirts. In the late Nascent Soul period, a small golden snake was embroidered on their sleeves. , obviously representing a certain force.

"Brother Seven, they took the lead."

A girl in a green skirt frowned and said.

The young man in the golden shirt frowned, cupped his fists and said, "I'm Qian Guoxin in the Lower Golden Snake Valley. I don't know how to call the two fellow Taoists."

"My surname is Wang. This is Fairy Dong. What advice do you have?"

Wang Qingfeng's tone was indifferent.

(End of this chapter)