Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

This was the second time Wang Fu used the soul-searching technique on a Jindan cultivator. The last one was the Yellow Dust Demon.

After a moment, Wang Fu frowned and threw Xiong Lie, who was a puddle of mud and had no ability to move, onto the Banbi Peak.

"It seems that the soul-searching technique I mastered is basically ineffective against the Jindan realm. The two soul-searchings could only find some insignificant information." Wang Fu sighed as he looked at Xiong Lie, who had fainted.

Then he stuffed two pills made from the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine condensed by the small cauldron into his mouth, and secretly practiced the skills to restore his spiritual power. Even though he was a purple gold Jindan, the battle just now consumed most of his Jindan's spiritual power. Now, the purple gold Jindan in the Dantian was much dimmer.

If he hadn't used the method of self-destructing magic weapon to weaken Xiong Lie's defense, his trick might not have been able to defeat Xiong Lie so easily. The secret technique of the unity of man and beast in the Spirit Beast Villa is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Wang Fu exhaled a breath of foul air, and then looked at the two young male and female cultivators of the Xiong family who were trapped by the "Panyun Shuiguang Formation" not far away with cold eyes. He flicked his fingers and two sword threads flew over, directly detaining the two people, sealing their spiritual power, and throwing them beside Xiong Lie.

He said that he would let Xiong Lie see his people die one by one with his own eyes, and he would not break his promise.

"Ancestor, Ancestor..."

The two cultivators, one man and one woman, were shocked by the sudden change and panicked. Especially after they saw that Xiong Lie's dantian was bleeding and his life and death were unknown, they trembled all over and crawled to Xiong Lie's side.

Calling non-stop.

"You devil, what did you do to my ancestor?" The woman among the two suddenly stood up and glared at Wang Fu fiercely.

Wang Fu's face did not change, and a spiritual power flicked out of his fingers. Xiong Lie suddenly woke up suddenly, but when he found his own state, his face was ashen and he was absent-minded for a while until he was awakened by the voice beside him.

"Ancestor, Ancestor..."

Looking at the two younger generations who did not escape, Xiong Lie smiled bitterly. He could almost foresee their end.

"Xiong Lie, how do you feel?" Wang Fu's voice sounded faintly.

"Ahem... I am not as skilled as you. I have nothing to say." Xiong Lie stood up slowly with the help of the two younger generations. He was hunched over, with his palms covering his dantian. The pain from all over his body made him stagger. If there was no one to support him, he would have fallen down directly.

Wang Fu narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"Nothing to say? Haha... Wang is just letting you taste the pain I have experienced. There may be no right or wrong between you and me, but some things and some grudges must be repaid."

"Wang asked you a question. If you answer, maybe I can let your two juniors go."

"You just said that Wang is another remnant of Wutong Village. Besides Wang, who else do you know?"

Wang Fu knew that Zhou Peng was in Wanfamen, but there has been no news of this kid for nearly a hundred years. Now that Wanfamen has disappeared from the four countries of southern Xinjiang, it is impossible to find him. This Xiong Lie may know some news.

This is why Wang Fu did not kill the two young men and women immediately.

"Haha..." Xiong Lie smiled contemptuously, "Want to know? This old man..."

"Swish"!

A sword light passed through the chest of the woman with hatred in her eyes.

"Sister..." The young man wailed, but could only watch this scene. Then he looked at Wang Fu with hatred, wishing to eat his bones and refine his soul.

"They are still a pair of siblings." Wang Fu uttered a few words lightly, and then his palm covered with ghostly aura grabbed through the air, and an illusory soul floated out from the lifeless body of the woman who fell in the pool of blood.

He was firmly captured by a ghost hand through the air.

"If you don't want your sister's soul to be swallowed by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you should ask your ancestor."

"You devil, you will not die well!" The young man's eyes were full of tears and bloodshot.

"Xiong Lie, what do you think?" Wang Fu ignored him and turned to look at Xiong Lie.

"Do you think I will tell you? It's just a word of death. I have been tough for hundreds of years, so how can I be weak at this time?" Xiong Lie snorted coldly. As soon as he finished speaking, he started to cough violently, which affected his injuries and made his forehead sweat.

His dantian was completely destroyed and his meridians were broken. He was no different from an ordinary person.

"Since that's the case, there's nothing to say." Wang Fu looked calm and threw the woman's soul directly to the Wanhun Banner. Ghost hands immediately emerged from the huge banner and tore the woman's soul into pieces. Then there were chewing sounds.

"You..."

The young man pointed at Wang Fu and roared angrily, but as Wang Fu looked over, a sword light pierced his forehead and he was silent.

Xiong Lie looked at this scene. Although he pretended to be indifferent on the surface, his heart was actually bleeding.

Wang Fu's consciousness saw the grief in Xiong Lie's eyes, and he sneered in his heart, not moved at all. Then he cleaned up the scene, gathered the soul and burned the corpse, collected the storage bag, and only looked at an empty place not far away after doing all these.

Slowly speaking:

"Fellow Daoist Nan, follow me to the Xiong family, and fellow Daoist Qingcang, you go to the 'Lingquan Valley' first. Wang will arrive on time after finishing his business."

As Wang Fu's voice fell, a huge round disc magic weapon appeared from the void, and it was Wenren Qingcang and his party.

When the two heard Wang Fu's words, they all obeyed his orders respectfully. They had seen Wang Fu's terrifying power. No matter what their purpose was or what they thought in their hearts, they could only do it obediently.

What's more, Wang Fu is now the great elder of the Wenren family.

Nan Songzi flew up from the round magic weapon, floated to the top of Banbi Peak, and came to Wang Fu. He first glanced at Xiong Lie, who was a little surprised, and then saluted Wang Fu respectfully and said:

"Great Elder."

"Thank you." Wang Fu nodded slightly.

"What are you talking about, Great Elder? It's just a trivial matter." Nan Songzi said with a smile, and immediately started to put away the formation flags arranged around him with his fingers.

Xiong Lie saw the Wenren family and his entourage, and heard Nan Songzi's address to Wang Fu. Although he was shocked, he also understood everything. Thinking about the consciousness of the two old guys before, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He looked at Hearing this, Qing Cang said angrily:

"Wenren Qingcang, you actually colluded with this devil to harm our Xiong family. Did you ignore the orders of two senior Nascent Souls, Jing Lingzi and Yan Mingzi?"

"Xiong Lie, those two seniors only ordered you to settle in the Chek Kok Mountains. They didn't say anything else. Don't you want to accuse me, the Wenren family, unjustly." Wenren Qingcang put away the disc magic weapon and floated down. , as for the other dozen or so foundation-building monks, they also used their own spiritual weapons to land on the half-wall peak.

However, they all looked at Wang Fu with some fear. After all, they could clearly see the fighting scene just now, especially the Ten Thousand Soul Banner that could imprison the souls of the monks, which made each of them feel numb.

"What's more, this is the great elder enshrined by our clan. You, the relatives and friends of Spiritual Beast Villa who brutalized the great elder of our clan a hundred years ago. Now we are just helping the great elder of our clan to avenge us. Even if we take this matter to True Lord Qinghe, My Wenren family is also on the right side." Wenren Qingcang stroked his beard and felt extremely happy when he saw Xiong Lie in such miserable condition.

Now, the Chek Kok Mountains have returned to the ownership of the three major families, and the Wenren family has the trump card of the Great Elder, so it must be the leader of the three major families.

Thinking of this, Wenren Qingcang smiled happily.

When Xiong Lie heard these words, although he was furious, he knew that the Xiong family was completely finished, and the Spirit Beast Villa was also completely finished. With Wang Fu's strength, even Huang Xiaozi could only be defeated.

At this time, Nan Songzi took back all the formation flags of the "Pan Yun Shui Guang Formation", and the formation naturally dissipated, revealing the original appearance of the sky.

"Great Elder, you can set off." Nan Songzi said respectfully. Since he saw Wang Fu's true methods and Wen Ren Qingcang's words, he became more and more in awe of Wang Fu.

"In that case, let's go."

Wang Fu nodded, then extended his hand to Wenren Qingcang, grabbed Xiong Lie with his spiritual power, and was about to set off, but a somewhat determined voice came from behind.

"Great Elder, my disciple is willing to go with you."

This is the voice of Wenren Zijian.

"Zijian, don't delay the important matters of the great elder." Wenren Qingcang said slowly. He knew that this junior suddenly became enlightened due to the incident with the Yellow Dust Demon. Not only did he break through to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, but his strength also increased by leaps and bounds. , in just one year, there was a faint shadow of the number one disciple in the Foundation Establishment Realm of the Wenren Family.

He was quite fond of it.

"It's okay, you're not afraid, then just follow." Wang Fu nodded slightly, and immediately turned into a ray of light, shooting towards the distance. Over there, the little red bird had already been trained to surrender. The black-backed giant eagle spreads its wings and soars.

Nan Songzi bowed his hands to Wenren Qingcang, then waved his sleeves, rolled up Wenren Zijian and disappeared from the half-walled peak.

Only then did Wenren Qingcang smile.

"Zijian, this kid, seems to have a lot of future."

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