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Chapter 999
South China Sea, Golden Scorpion Island.

In a certain secluded courtyard, Wang Qingling was feeding the Ice Wind Jiao. One after another, the frisky ice monster fish were swallowed by the Ice Wind Jiao. It ate a lot.

In order to please Wang Qingling, Qian Jiarun sent his tribe to capture the ice-type fish demon in the nearby sea.

As expected of a flood dragon, the Bingfengjiao has relatively strong recovery ability. After more than a month of recuperation, its injuries have healed.

The mountain of fish monsters was quickly eaten up by the ice wind jiao. It let out a contented growl and lay down beside Wang Qingling.

"Xiaobai, do you think we can repel the monster clan's attack? I don't know how many clan members will be killed or injured in this battle."

Wang Qingling said to himself, in addition to the three of them, the Wang family also sent many low-level monks.

Bingfengjiao couldn't understand Wang Qingling's words, so she lay obediently beside Wang Qingling and acted as a listener.

"Hey, it would be great if Uncle Jiu and Aunt Jiu joined the battle. I heard that Donghuang is also fighting. I don't know if Brother Seven is okay. Brother Seven is a sword repairer and a registered disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Master. He should be fine. Yes, right, Xiaobai?"

Wang Qingling talked to himself, and said something in his heart to Bingfengjiao, but Bingfengjiao naturally wouldn't understand, and lay down beside Wang Qingling honestly.

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded, and the ground shook violently.

Soon, the alarm sounded loudly, and streaks of light flew high into the sky.

"No, there may be an enemy attack, Xiaobai, let's go out and have a look."

Wang Qingling flew onto the back of Bingfengjiao, Bingfengjiao shook its head and tail, and flew towards the sky.

Soon, Wang Qingling appeared on the city wall, and Qian Jiarun also arrived on the city wall.

A pale golden light curtain covered the entire island, densely packed monsters charged onto Golden Scorpion Island, there were [-] to [-] monsters, there were more than a dozen third-tier monsters, and there were more than a dozen monsters hovering in the sky , there were ten sea tribes in the alchemy stage, and the leader was a man in a golden shirt with some golden scales on his face. His back was bulging, and several golden thorns were exposed.

The inheritance of the Sea Clan is longer than that of the Monster Clan. South China Sea is the birthplace of the Immortal Cultivation World and also the origin of other races.

The sea clan in the alchemy stage can transform into a human form. Of course, part of the torso is still in the form of a monster. The sea clan only lives in the bottom of the sea. After leaving the sea and fighting on land, their strength will be weakened by half.

The man in the golden shirt had nine layers of alchemy, and his cousin died at the hands of Wang Qingling.

The man in the golden shirt jumped into the sea and quickly swam around the Golden Scorpion Island.

The surface of the sea rolled violently, and the waves splashed several tens of feet high.

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than a hundred feet high waves had risen on the sea surface, and the momentum was frightening.

A huge roar sounded, and the monstrous waves rushed towards Jinxie Island, and the targets were Wang Qingling and others.

"No, just run away."

Qian Jiarun's complexion changed drastically, and with the flag in his hand, hundreds of thick golden beams of light flew out from the golden light curtain, facing the golden light curtain.

Rumble!
A huge roar sounded, and the huge waves hit the golden light curtain, and the golden light curtain suddenly sank.

Before the waves dissipated, three blue giant blades descended from the sky, slashing fiercely at the golden light curtain.

A series of roars sounded, and the golden light curtain made a sharp sound that pierced the eardrums, as if sharp weapons collided.

A man with a red body and six hands held three huge axes with erratic black lights, and his aura was compelling.

The man's head resembles an octopus, the part below the head is a human body, and there are some red scales on his arms.

He is a descendant of the combination of the Sea Race and the Human Race, equivalent to the half-demon of the Monster Race.

In order to increase the population, other races often plunder low-level monks and reproduce offspring, and the Sea Race is no exception.

The other eight sea clansmen at the alchemy stage also attacked the island guard formation on Golden Scorpion Island, followed by tens of thousands of monsters.

All kinds of magical auras poured down the sky and covered the sky, and before it fell on the golden light curtain, it gave people a feeling of destroying the world.

All kinds of spells fell on the golden light curtain, like rain hitting a banana leaf, and various magic lights lit up on the surface of the golden light curtain, like fireworks, extremely gorgeous.

"We must give them a little memory, Meng Bin, I leave it to you."

Wang Qingling told Wang Mengbin that the Qian family's clan protection formation is a simplified version of the fourth-tier defensive formation, and the Hai clan will not be able to break through the Qian family's clan protection formation for a while.

Wang Mengbin nodded, his hands clasped together, there was a loud thunder, and a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky.

The thunder spell is a large-scale killing spell, which is most suitable for dealing with these thick-skinned and thick-skinned monsters.

"No, Lei Xiu, don't let him succeed in casting spells, increase the strength quickly."

The man in the golden shirt's face changed, and he quickly ordered.

The ten sea tribes at the alchemy stage intensified their attacks one after another, and tens of thousands of monsters attacked at the same time.

Qian Jiarun took out a glittering golden formation plate, and entered a series of formulas.

The ground shook violently, and countless golden filaments shot out from the golden light curtain to meet them.

For a while, the roar continued, and with the formation, they temporarily blocked the attack of the Sea Clan.

After ten breaths, a group of dark clouds several miles in size appeared high in the sky, with lightning and thunder, giving people a feeling of depression.

"Thousands of Thunder are ringing!"

Accompanied by Wang Mengbin's low shout, hundreds of thick silver lightning flew out, striking the low-level monsters below.

Rumble!
A huge roar sounded, and a large group of low-level monsters evaporated, leaving huge steaming pits on the ground.

One after another thick silver lightning kept falling, and the low-level monsters on the island wanted to avoid it. A large yellow mist suddenly appeared on the ground, and a strong gravity emerged out of thin air, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing on them. No, hit by silver lightning.

The low-level monsters can't stop the thunder and lightning attack at all. It's not just one or two strikes, but hundreds of lightning strikes. Not to mention the low-level monsters, none of the alchemy-stage sea clan present dared to take it easily Wang Mengbin's attack.

The individual power of low-level monsters is not strong, but the number is good enough. If they are eliminated, the pressure will be reduced.

"Intensify the attack, I don't believe that this tortoise shell can't be broken."

The man in the golden shirt turned cold, and when he raised his hand, a golden light flew out, turning into a huge golden brick, which swelled up to the size of a hill, and smashed down hard.

The other sea tribes sacrificed magic weapons one after another and attacked the island protection formation.

No matter how hard the tortoise's shell is, even if the enemy attacks without counterattacking, it will not be able to stop the enemy.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, let's go out to fight. Let Meng Bin take care of those low-level monsters. To deal with these low-level monsters is equivalent to breaking one of their palms."

There are six alchemy monks on the island, and one alchemy monk can be left to control the formation. Wang Mengbin casts lightning spells to kill low-level monsters, and the other four alchemy monks go out to meet the enemy. Just buy a little time. No need to fight to the death.

This set of plans was drawn up after discussions between Wang Qingling and Qian Jiarun and others.

　Go to bed early, there are two more shifts left, make up early

　
(End of this chapter)