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Chapter 3082 Qing Lei Zhenjun
Wang Qingfeng made a one-handed move, and the red jade bottle flew towards him, but disappeared under his sleeve.

Dong Xueli put away the body of the cyan giant owl and kept it as a refiner.

They have been in the Qingli sea area for more than 700 years, have been to many islands, made friends with many monks, and bought many good things.

Tianyinsha got four boxes, more than a hundred catties of water from the Styx River, two pieces of Silver Gang Crystal, two pieces of Qinggang Divine Jade, and the animal skin of the sixth-order Thunder Ray.

In addition, they also exchanged for the materials they needed for the Dharma images, and the Dharma images were condensed a lot.

In addition to attending parties, they also participated in auctions and went out to sea to hunt monsters, but Dong Xueli's bottleneck showed no signs of loosening.

Some cultivators have been stuck in the bottleneck for tens of thousands of years, and they have been in the Qingli sea area for less than a thousand years. It is normal that Dong Xueli's bottleneck has not been loosened.

Since the bottleneck cannot be resolved in a short time, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli traveled around, collecting resources for cultivating immortals, and enjoying the customs and customs of different sea areas.

The resources for cultivating immortals in the Qingli Sea Region are indeed much richer than those in the Xuanling Continent. No wonder there are seven races competing for power.

In addition to traveling, they also exchange Taoism with other monks who refine the virtual world, and even discuss and learn from other monks' Taoism.

The surface of the sea rolled violently, setting off huge waves that lifted the sky, and it seemed that something was about to emerge from the bottom of the sea.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli's faces froze, full of alertness.

A huge red whale floated out of the sea, with some golden spirit patterns on its body. This is a seventh-order monster. The red whale's body was scorched black and its breath was weak, as if it had been severely injured.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli were shocked, and the red long knife and white flying sword in their hands slashed towards the void almost at the same time.

The sound of the knife was mixed with the sound of the sword, and a large piece of red knife energy and a large piece of white sword energy swept out, hitting the red whale one after another, like scratching an itch.

The sea tumbling violently, a huge wave hundreds of feet high surged up and beat them.

Wang Qingfeng quickly sacrificed a red shield and stood in front of him.

With a muffled sound, the red shield flew out backwards, and so did Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli.

The two slammed heavily on a deserted island, each spitting out a big mouthful of blood, and their faces were slightly pale.

There was a deafening roar from the sky, and a huge thundercloud appeared in the sky, and the lightning thundered, and tens of thousands of thick silver lightning struck down at the same time.

Tens of thousands of silver lightning struck his body, and the huge body of the red whale trembled.

A group of cyan thunder lights up, revealing a nine-foot-tall young man in green shirt, holding a long spear with blue light in his hand, with blue arcs all over the tip of the spear, emitting an astonishing spiritual pressure.

There is a shark pattern on the clothes of the blue-shirted youth, which is the symbol of Golden Shark Island.

Golden Shark Island is a sect of cultivating immortals, which has been passed down for more than 5 years. There are no fewer than four monks who are fit monks.

The young man in the blue shirt swung the blue spear and went straight to the red shark.

A huge explosion sounded, and the cyan thunder light and the red fire light blazed together, and the air waves were like waves.

"Senior Qing Lei!"

Wang Mengbin recognized the identity of the young man in the blue shirt.

The young man in the blue shirt is the newly promoted Master Qinglei of Golden Shark Island. It is said that he is a newcomer, and Zhenjun Qinglei has been in the state of fusion for more than 3000 years.

After hearing a shrill beast roar, the cyan spear in Qing Lei Zhenjun's hand pierced the head of the red whale, and countless cyan arcs surged out, submerging the body of the red whale.

Not long after, the thunder light dissipated, and the red whale floated on the surface of the sea without breath, and a large area of ​​sea water was stained red with blood.

"Meet Senior Zhang."

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly saluted.

Qinglei Zhenjun glanced at Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli, but didn't pay much attention. He put away the golden whale's body, and the thunder light on his body swelled, turning into a ball of blue thunder light and disappearing.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't expect to meet fit monks when they went out to hunt monsters and beasts. Fortunately, Qing Lei Zhenjun had no ill intentions towards them.

"Let's go! Let's go back!"

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli left here.

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Wushen Island, the ancestral land of the Wu people.

In the southeast corner of the island, there is a towering mountain peak, with a vast manor on the top of the mountain, with small bridges, flowing water, strange rocks and rocks.

In a hexagonal cyan stone pavilion, an old woman in purple robe with a ruddy complexion sat on the stone bench, frowning tightly. A short and fat man in gold robe was reporting the situation to the old woman in purple robe.

"Elder Shang, the news is definitely not wrong. It was sent back by our people lurking inside the human race. As for whether the seventh-order golden thunder turtle absorbs thunder beads or not, it's hard to say."

The man in the golden robe said respectfully.

"Understood, when the prohibition of Wanlingxu ushers in a period of weakness, I will personally lead the team in. As long as you kill the Golden Thunder Turtle, you will all be rewarded."

The purple-robed old woman promised.

Shang Li, in the middle stage of fusion, an elder of the Wu clan.

"Yes, Elder Shang."

The man in the golden robe agreed to come down.

"By the way, haven't you found Long Qingfeng yet? Could it be that he was killed?"

Shang Li asked.

The Wu Clan intends to support Long Qingfeng and fight against Long Xiao in order to carve up the territory of the Nine Dragon Palace, finding Long Qingfeng is just acting as a puppet.

The man in the golden robe shook his head and said: "No, he has been missing for many years, and the Nine Dragon Palace has not sent anyone to look for him, maybe he has already died."

"It's a pity, that's fine, you step back! If you have any important news, report it immediately."

Shang Li waved his hand, making the man in the golden robe back away.

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On Golden Crow Island, the streets were full of people.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli strolled along the bustling streets, but their pace was not fast.

They were injured by a seventh-order monster. The injuries are not serious, but they need to be recuperated for a while.

After a cup of tea, they appeared in a secluded small courtyard with blue tiles. There was a two-story blue attic and a blue bamboo pavilion in the courtyard.

Cui Yao was sitting in the green bamboo pavilion, with a set of exquisite tea sets on the stone table in front of her.

"Greetings to Patriarch Qingfeng and Patriarch Xueli."

Cui Yao quickly stood up to show her respect, she is also a cultivator of Xuxu, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli are much higher in seniority than her.

"Is there any news about the disciples and grandchildren of the God of Myriad Treasures?"

Wang Qingfeng asked.

In the early years, they went to Ten Thousand Poison Island to hunt down the tree demon, and killed a Qingcarp tribe, Lianxu. After searching their souls, they learned that the elders of the Qingcarp tribe were looking for the disciples and grandchildren of the Lord of Ten Thousand Treasures.

"There are five people, but we investigated carefully and found that they are fakes."

Cui Yao shook her head straight. The Lord of Myriad Treasures has long since passed away. Some monks used the banner of the disciples of the Lord of Thousand Treasures to sell their treasures conveniently. It is impossible for the real disciples and grandchildren of the Lord of Thousand Treasures to run around in the name of the patriarch.

"Pay more attention to this news. We will stay on Golden Crow Island for a while. If there is any important information, let us know as soon as possible."

Wang Qingfeng ordered.

"Yes, Patriarch Qingfeng."

Cui Yao agreed.

After a few words of advice, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli left and stayed in a small red-tiled courtyard next door. They entered the secret room, sat down cross-legged, took out the Qingsui Dan and took it, and practiced the medicine to heal their injuries.

(End of this chapter)