Chu State, Yunhu Grassland.
Tens of thousands of monsters were madly attacking a golden giant city. The surface of the giant city was full of pits and pits. The city wall was several miles long. A huge yellow light curtain locked the giant city upside down. Most of them were cultivators of the Foundation Establishment period.
A large group of monsters fell in a pool of blood. Some monsters hadn't died yet. They kept roaring in pain. The blood stained the ground. The air was filled with the **** smell of farmers. The giant pit is still steaming, with various spells and auras blazing, and the roar is constant.
Four giant puppets with powerful aura were rampaging in the group of monsters. These are all third-order puppet beasts, equivalent to the monks in the stage of forming a pill. Only the third-order puppet beast fell to the ground, and its body was severely damaged, making it unusable.
A low horn sounded, the monsters stopped attacking and retreated one after another.
Seeing this scene, the immortal cultivators on the city wall all breathed a sigh of relief.
Although there is the protection of the Great Defense Array, no one can guarantee that the monsters will not break through the Great Array. Once the city is broken, the fate can be imagined.
For monsters, the flesh and blood of immortals is a great supplement.
A large number of monsters fell outside the city, and these were all spirit stones.
The cultivators sent people to gather the materials of the monsters, and at the same time strictly guarded against the surprise attacks of monsters.
A huge red boat with a length of more than one hundred meters flew from the distant sky, with hundreds of immortal cultivators standing on it, including Wang Qingshan and others.
Wang Qingshan looked at the monster beast lying outside the city, frowning slightly, it seemed that the monster's attack was very fierce, fortunately, it was protected by a large defense formation.
The red flying boat landed at the gate of a resplendent hall in the city, and Song Delin brought Wang Qingshan and others in to register.
Register name, origin, cultivation base, skills, etc. to facilitate assignment of tasks.
The Wang family has a secret technique to hide their cultivation, but this technique may not be effective in front of high-level monks.
Wang Qingshan didn't dare to take a fluke mentality. If he angered a high-level cultivator, it would not be good for himself or his family.
After the registration was completed, the deacon disciples assigned them tasks. Among the ten foundation-building cultivators, Wang Qingqing was the only one who knew a skill.
Wang Qingqing is a second-tier high-quality puppet master who is responsible for refining puppet beasts, while others are responsible for going to the wall to deal with monsters.
The nine people from Wang Qingshan were placed in a cyan attic, and Wang Qingqing went directly to the Refining Hall.
Of the nine foundation-building cultivators, Mo Caiyun was the most senior, but Wang Qingshan was the most powerful, followed by Wang Changhao and Wang Qiuming at the bottom.
"If you want to deal with monsters, use spells or instruments as much as possible. Consumables such as talismans and medicinal pills can be used if you can't use them. It's not easy to replenish them after they're exhausted."
Wang Qingshan warned with a solemn expression.
Everyone else agreed and agreed.
"I don't know when this battle will end. Don't run around if you have nothing to do. Practice honestly in the house, and don't conflict with other foundation-building cultivators. There are many forces stronger than our Wang family. Don't make trouble for yourself and your family."
Everyone else agreed to this.
Wang Qingshan instructed them a few times and asked them to go back to their respective rooms to cultivate, but Wang Changhao did not leave.
"Qingshan, you must protect yourself and don't let anything happen. Brother Ninth said that you are the hope of our family. If it wasn't for no one to recruit, Brother Ninth wouldn't want you to go to the front line."
Wang Changhao said with some sadness, he is already married, and now he has a son and a daughter, all of whom have three spiritual roots, which is not bad.
"I understand, Uncle Eighteen, be careful and try to stay with me as much as possible."
Wang Qingshan was full of respect for Wang Changhao. It was Wang Changhao who taught him how to hunt and kill monsters and how to fight. Wang Changhao lost a hand and his strength was not as good as before.
Wang Changhao nodded in relief, chatted for a while, and left.
After sending Wang Changhao away, Wang Qingshan began to cultivate.
In the northern Xinjiang, a certain desolate plain.
A red dragon that was more than twenty feet long flew quickly from high altitude. Meng Tianzheng and the three cultivators were sitting on the head of the red dragon. Wang Mingren and the other cultivators were sitting on the back of the red dragon.
Meng Tianzheng and three cultivators of Pill Formation were ordered to **** a batch of materials. This batch of materials was prepared for a large auction. It was more important. The monsters invaded. goods.
After the Taiyi Immortal Sect officially settled in the northern border, it destroyed a sect and established its prestige, and subdued the three forces with the cultivators of the formation of pills.
This is a beautiful job. You can get a lot of contribution points by running errands. Wang Mingren is covered by a master and has a beautiful job. Meng Tianzheng doesn't mind taking him.
Ximen Feng was also inside, and her father was with him.
She does this kind of thing a lot. Just by following her father, she can get a contribution point, which is much easier than those disciples who hunt monsters.
"In half a month, you will be able to return to the sect, Senior Brother Wang, you owe us a meal."
Ximen Feng smiled slightly and joked.
Wang Mingren smiled and said, "No problem, after returning to the sect, I will..."
Before he could finish speaking, a huge roar sounded.
Everyone was shocked and looked around.
Two groups of black light flew from a distance, a huge black giant python, and a huge centipede with four wings on its back. There were fifty or sixty immortal cultivators standing on the backs of the black giant python and the black centipede, and eight knots. Brother Dan led the team.
These immortal cultivators wore grimace masks one by one, and they couldn't detect their appearance even with their divine sense.
The person with the strongest breath was a gray-robed man with eight layers of core formation, tall and thin.
The gray-robed man waved his hand and attacked immediately, without a single word of nonsense.
Wang Mingren was shocked, someone dared to rob Taiyi Immortal Sect, is he tired of living?
"Not good, the enemy is attacking, quickly retreat."
Meng Tianzheng had a bad premonition and hurriedly ordered.
His eyelids have been twitching for the past two days. He knew that something was going to happen. They were here to **** the goods. The enemy's strength was obviously stronger than them. Naturally, he didn't want to fight to the death.
There was a sound of dragon roar in Meng Tianzheng's body, and his right fist smashed into the void, countless red flames emerged on the surface of the body, quickly turned into a lifelike red fire dragon, and rushed towards the opposite side.
The red flood dragon circled and flew along the way it came, but before the red flood dragon flew far, a slap-sized cyan round bowl flew over and instantly swelled up, spewing out a cyan glow, covering the red flood dragon inside.
"The enemy is coming prepared, Junior Sister Leng, you all come with me to break through the formation."
Meng Tianzheng said to his companion, for some unknown reason, his mind became a little uneasy. This was not because he was chaotic, but because of a deep feeling.
This kind of feeling of chasing good luck and avoiding evil is not accurate. He would rather believe that it is there than that it is not.
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