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Chapter 3708 Ten Thousand Years
Spring goes and autumn comes, ten thousand years passed quickly.

The Black Sea Realm, a certain piece of endless black sea area.

A flying boat with blue light flashed across the sky very fast, three men and a woman stood in the blue flying boat, their expressions were terrified.

"Damn it, I encountered an eighth-order monster, let's disperse and run for our lives!"

A tall and thin young man in green shirt suggested.

With a pinch of his magic formula, the cyan boots under his body lit up with a dazzling cyan light, turning into a ray of cyan light and piercing through the air, the speed was extremely fast.

The other three cast spells and fled in different directions.

With a loud bang, the surface of the sea exploded, and dozens of thick black tentacles flew out from the bottom of the sea and slapped towards the four of them.

The black tentacles easily shattered the body-protecting aura of the young man in the green shirt, turning it into a fleshy paste, and the corpse turned into a shining jade talisman, which shattered and fell apart.

The young man in the green shirt suddenly appeared in the void hundreds of miles away, his eyes terrified.

A huge black octopus was floating on the sea surface, it was an eighth-level monster.

The young man in green shirt was frightened half to death, and was about to run away when the sea tumbling violently, a thick water tornado rose into the sky, piercing the young man in blue shirt like a black spear.

At this moment, there was an ear-piercing sound of the knife, and a huge golden knife light descended from the sky, smashing the water wave and tornado into pieces.

The golden knife light went straight to the black octopus, but before it hit the black octopus, a large number of cracks appeared in the nearby void, and the sea water split into two.

The black octopus spewed out a black sound wave, and at the same time, a dozen thick black tentacles kept waving towards the golden knife light.

The golden knife light is like a rainbow, easily defeating the black sound wave, the black tentacles are like paper paste, smashed by the golden knife light, even the black octopus is cut in half by the golden knife light, and a mini octopus flies out of the body.

A silver glow descended from the sky, covering the miniature octopus and being drawn into a silver jade bottle.

The young man in the green shirt thought of something, looked towards the distant sky, and saw a huge blue ship more than three hundred feet long, with a blue lotus pattern on the sail, a group of monks standing on the deck, led by a A young man in golden shirt with a cold expression.

"True Lord Tyrant Saber! Qinglian Wang Family!"

The young man in blue was surprised.

More than ten thousand years ago, the true spirits made chaos and wreaked havoc on dozens of interfaces. The super-rich clans encircled and suppressed the true spirits, and achieved certain results. The four true spirits went to trouble the Wang family, but were killed by Daoist Taihao's supernatural powers.

The Wang family seized many cross-spirit treasure ships, and the clansman drove the cross-spirit treasure ships to other interfaces to do business, collect resources for cultivating immortals, and expand the Wang family's social circle and influence.

Most of the older generations of the Wang family are practicing Mahayana in closed doors, and the new generation is emerging, and Wang Yidao is one of them.

"Junior Tianhaimen Sun Wei, thank you Senior Wang for your help."

The young man in green shirt clasped his fists and said.

"Oh!"

Wang Yidao's tone was cold.

Du Xueyao put away the corpse of the monster beast, said with a smile: "We have to speed up and get back to Xuanyang Realm as soon as possible, don't miss the old ancestor's preaching."

Wang Yidao showed a smile on his face, and with a pinch of the formula, the Qinglian lighted up with a dazzling aura and disappeared into the sky.

"As expected of a great clan! True Monarch Ba Dao killed Mahayana monks so easily."

Sun Wei was full of admiration.

"I heard that Daoist Tai Hao will show up to preach, but unfortunately we don't have the treasure that breaks the boundary, so we can't go to Xuanyang Realm."

A graceful young woman in a blue skirt said in a regretful tone.

"If you go to Xuanyang Realm, you may not be able to enter Qinglian Island to listen to Daoist Taihao's preaching. I heard that Mahayana monks from multiple interfaces are going to participate in the Wanxiu Conference."

Sun Wei was full of envy. He thought of something, and said: "Stop talking about it, let's go back to the sect! This time we can survive, we owe the Wang family a favor."

They left here and returned to Tianhaimen.

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Xuanyang Realm, Tianqinfang City.

The streets are crowded with people and the noise of carriages and horses.

Xuanling Continent has now become the holy land of Xuanyang Realm, with abundant spiritual energy and abundant resources for cultivating immortals, Tianqinfang City has naturally become the largest city in Xuanyang Realm, and many caravans from rich and powerful families have been sent to Tianqinfang City to purchase Cultivation resources.

The real spirits who dared to deal with the Wang family lost their lives, and the city of Tianqinfang was very popular among business travelers.

A nine-storey blue attic with three big blue characters "Yunhang Building" written on the plaque.

Lan Fukong was sitting on the eighth floor, talking to some Mahayana monks, including Tianyou Shenjun.

"Back when I first saw Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang, I realized that their precious light had leaked out. They must be dragons and phoenixes. I said many times that they could enter the Mahayana stage, and it really came true."

Lan Fukong was full of complacency. He had entered the Mahayana stage, but he still hadn't gotten rid of his bragging habits.

When Lan Fukong met a Mahayana monk, he would brag about each other, but he boasted about the Qinglian fairy couple, and when he met a new Mahayana monk, he would brag about the Qinglian fairy couple.

The other Mahayana monks didn't think that Lan Fukong was bragging. Instead, they envied Lan Fukong, who was able to get acquainted with Qinglian fairy couple before they made a fortune.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, this is the first time the Wang family has held the Wanxiu Conference. I heard that Fellow Daoist Wang will also show up. What good things did you bring?"

God Bless God joked.

The Wanxiu Conference is a grand event held by the Wang family. Hundreds of Mahayana monks are invited. These monks come from dozens of interfaces. This is one of the ways for the Wang family to expand their influence, and it is also convenient for collecting resources for cultivating immortals.

In the past, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan had to hurry to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference held by the Cao family. Now the Wang family holds the Wanxiu Conference and invites a large number of Mahayana monks to participate. This is a qualitative leap.

If the three true spirits hadn't been wiped out, the Wang family wouldn't have such great appeal.

"Hey, you will know when the time comes. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Wang Daoyou for many years. Maybe he has entered the late stage of Mahayana."

Lan Fukong showed longing.

Qinglian Island, Qinglian Peak.

A blue stone pavilion, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were sitting in a blue stone pavilion, talking about something.

Wang Changsheng's aura is much stronger than before. He has entered the Mahayana period for more than 3 years, retreated for more than [-] years, and successfully entered the late stage of Mahayana. Advanced Mahayana late stage.

For more than 3 years, he has practiced from the early stage of Mahayana to the late stage of Mahayana. This is also very rare in the Dongxuanzhou boundary group. Wang Changsheng's situation cannot be imitated. Jade sandalwood fairy fruit and golden mango fruit are very rare resources for cultivating immortals, as well as true spirits. Both the core and the elixir are very sought-after resources in the outside world, especially the core of the true spirit.

"Nearly a hundred Mahayana monks have come. When the Wanxiu Conference is officially held, there should be hundreds of Mahayana monks, and they can exchange a lot of materials."

Wang Ruyan said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)