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Chapter 947 A vision from the sky, the Wang family should be prosperous

"Ma'am, are you okay!"

Wang Changsheng stood up, turned his head to look at Wang Ruyan, and asked with concern.

Wang Ruyan threw herself into Wang Changsheng's arms, hugged Wang Changsheng tightly, choked up and couldn't speak, the power of the three-color divine thunder was beyond their imagination, and the two second-level defensive magic weapons, plus the water moon mysterious light, almost took it Their lives, if Wang Changsheng hadn't blocked most of the damage, Wang Ruyan might not have survived.

Strange to say, they have seen Fairy Ziyue go through Yuanying Thunder Tribulation with their own eyes, and there is no three-color divine thunder.

Could it be that they conceived at the same time?Infant Thunder Tribulation is also bigger?
Wang Qingqing landed in front of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, and asked nervously, "Father, mother, are you all right?"

"We're fine, but we didn't expect to attract a three-color thunder calamity."

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said with a smile.

Recalling the process of conceiving a baby just now, Wang Changsheng couldn't help showing a lingering fear on his face.

The inner demons are too terrifying, especially the three strongholds of the family were attacked, and Wang Qingzhi died tragically. This is the eternal pain in Wang Changsheng's heart.

Wang Qingling and Wang Mengbin also flew over, and said excitedly: "Congratulations to Uncle Jiu and Aunt Ninth (ancestor) for having a baby, God bless my family Wang."

Wang Ruyan let go of Wang Changsheng, and said with a smile: "This time we can advance to the Nascent Soul stage, you also have credit, who is forming the alchemy?"

She looked at a black thundercloud in the distance, smiling all over her face.

"It's Meng Fen. Seven years ago, he advanced to the ninth floor of foundation building. He retreated and hit the alchemy stage. He should be able to advance to the alchemy stage. God bless our Wang family. In one day, two Nascent Soul monks and one more He is a monk of alchemy."

Wang Qingling smiled happily, showing two cute dimples on her face.

Wang Qingqing nodded with a smile and said, "Yes! We..."

Before she finished her words, a little spiritual light suddenly appeared in the void, forming a huge spiritual vortex, and auspicious clouds of various colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple emerged out of thin air.

Lotuses suddenly appeared in the void above Silver Snake Island, such as green lotus, red lotus, white lotus, golden lotus, etc. The runes of each lotus flower flowed indefinitely, exuding boundless coercion.

With Silver Snake Island as the center, countless auras emerged from the void with a radius of ten thousand miles, turning into colorful lotus flowers.

On the bluestone platform, Wang Tianfu and a group of guests stared at the lotus in the sky, all dumbfounded.

This is the first time they have seen such a scene.

"A vision from heaven, God bless my Wang family, my Wang family should be prosperous."

Wang Tianfu rolled his eyes, knelt down, and shouted loudly.

"A vision from the sky, the Wang family should be happy."

The members of the royal family on the Qingshi platform knelt down one after another, their eyes were wild, and they shouted loudly, their voices shook the sky.

In the beginning, it was only a few clansmen shouting, but not long after, the members of the Wang family on Silver Snake Island shouted: A vision from heaven, the Wang family should be happy.

All the guests looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing who took the lead, all the guests knelt down one after another, with expressions of sincerity and fear in their eyes.

This day was recorded in the history of the Wang family, and there were only eight simple words: a vision from the sky, the Wang family should be prosperous.

Almost at the same time, Wanshou Island.

With Wanshou Island as the center, in the sea area within a radius of ten thousand miles, the sea water violently tumbling and rotating rapidly, forming a huge vortex.

The sky is full of colorful rays of light, and you can faintly see dragons roaming and phoenixes singing, and you can also see many ghostly shadows of strange monsters. They are either running, or fluttering, or roaring.

On a ten thousand zhang peak, Gongsun Yang stood on a pile of chaotic rocks, with some brown blood stains on his arms, exuding a terrifying spiritual pressure, he had entered the Nascent Soul stage impressively.

After he entered the Nascent Soul stage, such visions unexpectedly appeared.

"A vision descended from the sky, ten thousand beasts have no boundaries, my ten thousand beast island will last forever."

A somewhat excited man came from the sky.

Not long after, a voice that shook the sky suddenly sounded: "A vision descended from the sky, ten thousand beasts have no boundaries."

The sound of beasts roaring and birds singing resounded on Wanshou Island, and countless strange birds and beasts flew high into the sky, fluttering erratically in the sky.

There are colorful peacocks, golden dragons hundreds of feet long, and giant snow-white centipedes.

This day is destined to be not an ordinary day, and it will be recorded in the history of the sect of Wanshou Island.

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Donghuang, Taiyi Xianmen.

The colorful rays of light fill the sky, mapping the sky into colorful, extremely gorgeous, as if setting off fireworks.

A huge Tai Chi pattern appeared high in the sky, spinning rapidly.

The disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect rushed out of their residence one after another, looking at the Taiji pattern high in the sky, their faces were full of shock.

In a certain messy valley, Han Tianxuan stood among a pile of rocks, his breath was weak, and a terrifying spiritual pressure emanated from his body.

His gaze was uncertain. Han Tianxuan, as the head of the Taiyi Five Heroes, had a vision appear after he entered the Nascent Soul stage.

He couldn't figure out whether this was a vision he had induced, or if there were high-ranking monks practicing supernatural powers.

"Taiji map is now, Tai Daxing." A masculine voice came from high above.

Soon, the sound of mountains shouting and tsunami suddenly sounded: "Tai Chi figure appears, Tai Daxing."

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Central Plains, Dayan Dynasty.

In the Jinxia Mountains, a phantom of a benevolent old man appeared high in the sky. The old man held an ancient book in his left hand and a silver jade pen in his right hand. It could be seen in a radius of [-] li, and there were colorful rays of light floating in the void.

On a certain peak, Wang Tianwen's eyes were fixed on the phantom of a middle-aged Confucian scholar high in the sky, his eyes were a little suspicious.

When he passed by here, a vision appeared here.

"Sage Kong's Dharma! Is this someone practicing secret techniques? Or is someone attacking the Nascent Soul stage?"

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In northern Xinjiang, there is a red mountain range that stretches for millions of miles. There are hundreds of erupting active volcanoes. The smoke is billowing, and the air is filled with a strong smell of sulfur.

In a certain secluded courtyard, Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng stood in the stone pavilion, looking at the sky.

In the high sky, the sky was full of rays of light, and a phantom of a woman wearing a silver palace dress appeared in the void. The woman's facial features were gorgeous, her expression was indifferent, and she exuded an aura of contemptuousness from all over her body.

"Puppet Emperor phantom, what's the matter? Isn't she a figure tens of thousands of years ago? How could her phantom appear in the world? Could it be that someone practiced Puppet Emperor's main cultivation technique? No! Isn't someone attacking the Nascent Soul Stage? Could it be that Nascent Soul cultivator is practicing some kind of powerful supernatural power?"

Wang Mingren exclaimed, his eyes full of confusion.

He got the Snow Jade Pill from his family, rushed back to Northern Xinjiang, and helped Ximen Feng get rid of the evil spirit of the corpse in his body, and the two reunited.

Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng, on behalf of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, visited the Sanyan Palace of the Great Faction in Northern Xinjiang. Who would have thought that there would be a baby-forming celestial phenomenon, and then the puppet emperor phantom would appear.

The puppet emperor is a legendary monk in northern Xinjiang. The puppet emperor is a daughter, from a small family. from.

(End of this chapter)