Chapter 639： disaster

Donghuang, Wei Kingdom.

Qinglian Villa, a quiet courtyard.

"What? Uncle Jiujiu asked me to go to the South China Sea?" Wang Qingqi looked at Wang Qingkai and asked in confusion.

"That's right, fourth brother, you have been teaching Tianfeng to make alchemy. I only have time to tell you now. As early as a year ago, the ninth uncle sent someone back to let you go to the South China Sea with Qingjun and the others. The ninth uncle said, yes Help you hit the pill formation stage."

Wang Qingqi was a little moved, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's wait for a while! Tianfeng has been in good shape recently."

Wang Qingkai shook his head and said solemnly: No, the ninth uncle has repeatedly emphasized that you must rush to the South China Sea as soon as possible. Speaking of which, I was negligent. Fourth brother, you built the foundation earlier. It stands to reason that your cultivation is higher than mine. Yes, I have practiced to the seventh floor of Foundation Establishment, you are still on the sixth floor, you have encountered a bottleneck! "

In fact, Wang Qingkai has long been suspicious, but Wang Qingqi didn't say it, Wang Qingkai just pretended to be confused.

From his point of view, Wang Qingqi was an alchemist, and he might have been busy teaching his clan to make alchemy, so he delayed his cultivation. If Wang Changsheng hadn't sent someone back and severely reprimanded Wang Qingkai, Wang Qingkai still didn't know that Wang Qingqi was stuck in a bottleneck.

Wang Qingqi has been busy improving pill recipes, refining foundation pills, and teaching his younger generation to concoct pills over the years. It is normal for his cultivation to stagnate.

Wang Changsheng asked Wang Qingqi to slow down the number of foundation-building cultivators, and to focus on quality rather than quantity. Except for the group of foundation-building cultivators that Wang Changsheng had previously transferred, there were not many good seedlings of the foundation-building cultivators who went to the South China Sea. Most of them rely on medicinal pills. piled up.

The cultivation base is piled up with medicinal pills, and it is not useful if it looks good.

"This... Okay! Since Uncle Ninth asked me to go over, then I'll go over there! Where's Tian Feng! Is he going too?"

Wang Qingkai shook his head and said, "Tianfeng won't go, there must be a second-order alchemist in the clan. Qingjun and the others have been waiting for many days. You can go on your way in two days!"

"Okay, I'll prepare now." Wang Qingqi agreed.

Three days later, Wang Qingjun and more than 20 other clansmen left Qinglian Villa and rushed to Chongyangfang City.

South China Sea, Coral Sea.

Night falls, and the moonlight is like water.

Sea Cucumber Island, a certain valley.

Ye Lin's family of four is having dinner, Ye Yutong is over a year old, Wang Changyue is holding Ye Yutong, Ye Lin feeds Ye Yutong himself, and his eyes are full of doting.

"My brother eats so little!" Ye Haitang blinked and said curiously.

"It was the same when you were young, your father was worried that you wouldn't be able to eat enough!" Wang Changyue said with a smile.

Suddenly, a liquid flew out from Ye Yutong's body and landed on Ye Lin's face. It was Ye Yutong's boy urine.

"Oh! My brother **** on Dad's face again."

Ye Lin smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll change my clothes."

Just as he stood up, a piercing scream suddenly came from his arms.

Ye Lin took out a seven-pointed array plate, his eyes swept away, and his face changed greatly.

"No, there are five cultivators of Pill Formation from the bottom of the sea, moving towards the sea cucumber island. It seems that there is trouble. Madam, you take Haitang and Yutong to teleport away immediately."

As a third-order array mage, Ye Lin could not have left behind. The Nanhai Xiu Xian world was quite chaotic. He had long anticipated this day and set up several small teleportation arrays. In case of encountering a strong enemy, Wang Changyue and the others could escape.

"Husband, you have to be careful, Chang Yue and I are waiting for you to come back." Wang Changyue instructed, his eyes full of worry.

"I'm not leaving, I want to be with my father."

Ye Lin fondly patted Ye Haitang's head and said, "Dad come over right away, you go first, Daddy will be fine, Haitang listens to Daddy the most, be good."

"Okay! Don't lie to me, I'll wait for you to have dinner." Ye Haitang agreed and left with Wang Changyue.

Ye Lin took out a message board and entered a magic formula: "Qingshan, the big thing is not good, there are four cultivators who have come here, they don't seem to be visiting, they seem to be looking for trouble. Go to Qingqing and the others, and prepare to abandon the island and escape."

"Yes, uncle, I'll bring someone here right away."

Outside the sea cucumber island, five huge shells of different colors traveled fast at a depth of several dozen meters on the seabed.

Not long after, a cyan seashell suddenly stopped, the seashell opened, a light blue water curtain wrapped the seashell, blocking the sea water, an old man in green robe with a gloomy face stood among the shells, forming a dandruff. Seven floors.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the void in front of him. With a "whoosh" sound, a fist-sized blue ball landed on his hand, and the blue ball emitted faint aura fluctuations.

"Monitoring instruments, it is rare for a small force to have such a thing. There is no need to hide it. They have already discovered us. They changed the original plan and killed them directly on the island. They are only two cultivators."

Five huge shells quickly surfaced to the surface, four men and one woman, and four alchemy cultivators.

Among them was a middle-aged man with a complicated expression.

It was Ye Lang.

"Kill, I won't leave one." The man in green robe said coldly, throwing out three bright blue flying knives and aggressively slashing towards the location of Sea Cucumber Island.

The other four were not idle either, offering magic weapons or using magical powers.

A series of roars sounded, and various magic spells flickered.

Without the formation of the formation technique controlled by the cultivator of Pill Formation, the island protection formation would not last long.

In less than 20 breaths, the island protection formation was broken by four cultivators.

At this time, only part of the royal family teleported away.

The cultivators of the Wang family rushed out of the residence one after another. Before they could figure out what was going on, the magic weapon with powerful spiritual energy came to them and killed them.

A miserable cry rang out, and more than a dozen Wang family cultivators fell in a pool of blood.

Wang Qingqing and others rushed towards Wang Changyue's residence, their faces full of horror.

"Want to leave? Have you asked us? Kill." The old man in green robe pinched the magic trick, and three cyan flying knives circled one by one, slashing at Wang Qingqing and the others.

He could see it, cultivator Jiedan was away, which was just convenient for them to do things.

The speed of the cyan flying knife was extremely fast, and it instantly reached behind Wang Qingqing.

Mo Caiyun was beside Wang Qingqing, and she was also the target of the attack.

"Qingqing, dodge quickly."

Mo Caiyun suddenly hit Wang Qingqing The cyan flying knife pierced through Mo Caiyun's body, and she fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Zhao Zheng and Wang Qiufeng were also hit by the magic weapon and fell in a pool of blood.

"Husband, twenty-one uncle." Wang Qingqing cried out in grief.

Mo Caiyun hadn't died yet, and a lot of blood was pouring out of his chest.

"Qingqing, hurry up, hurry up..."

Before she could finish her words, she breathed out.

If Mo Caiyun didn't push Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingqing would surely die.

In the face of absolute strength, the cultivators of the Wang family could not resist at all. Several magic weapons flew by, and several cultivators of the Wang family fell in a pool of blood.

The cyan flying knife circled and slashed at Wang Qingqing again.

At this moment, a cyan rope shot out and caught Wang Qingqing. As soon as she flew up, the cyan flying knife shot into the air.

"Qingqing, hurry up, I'll break up." Wang Qingshan's expression was solemn.

"Seventh brother, after I break up, you can go! You can't have an accident, let my father take revenge for me."

Wang Qingshan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "You can't stop them, don't let Uncle Twenty-one die in vain, go away."

Wang Qingqing gritted his teeth and rushed towards the valley.

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