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Ten years passed quickly.
In a secret room, Wang Mengbin sat cross-legged on a silver futon, his eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body was surrounded by countless silver arcs.
After a while, a sound transmission flew in.
The silver glow on Wang Mengbin's body dissipated, he opened his eyes, and a gleam of light shot out of them.
He grabbed the sound transmission and crushed it, and Bai Yuqi's voice sounded: "Husband, the Ye family's Ice Lion is here, it has been there for a while, and today it will leave for Xuanling Continent."
"I can finally go back, and I don't know what's going on in the clan."
Wang Mengbin said to himself, he wanted to know if Wang Yidao had entered the fusion period.
Wang Mengbin got up and walked out. In the courtyard, the four Wang Yingjie were drinking tea and chatting. "What are you talking about!" Wang Mengbin asked casually.
"We are talking about the Nine Swords True Monarch. Hundreds of years ago, someone discovered an ancient monk's cave. It was suspected that the seated cave of the Nine Swords True Monarch was a trap set up by an evil cultivator to trap and kill low-level monks. Later, it was King Bute's mother-in-law who took action, and this was the only way to destroy this evil cultivator at the fusion stage."
Wang Yingjie spoke slowly.
"Let's go! Let's go back! This time I went out, and the harvest was not small." Wang Mengbin waved, and the five left the courtyard.
When they came to the shore of Liuli Island, they saw the Ice Lion, a large number of monks lined up to board the ship, and many monks from Qianyuan Continent planned to travel to Xuanling Continent.
Standing on the deck of the Ice Lion, Ye Tongtian glanced over every cultivator who boarded the ship. He recognized Wang Mengbin and the five, and said in surprise: "I haven't seen you for many years, and Daoyou Wang has entered the integration period, congratulations. "
Wang Mengbin smiled slightly, said a few words of courtesy to Ye Tongtian, and walked into a cabin.
More than an hour later, the Ice Lion set sail, and it didn't take long for the Ice Lion to disappear into the vast sea.
Time is like the passing of a white horse, two hundred years have passed.
In the Cangyuan Mountains, Wang Ruyan, Wang Yihong, and Sun Yuejiao stood at the top of a steep peak with a solemn expression.
A huge thundercloud floated over a huge valley, with lightning and thunder, and thick silver lightning struck down one after another.
Wang Qingcheng was in the fusion period, and he chose to attack the fusion period in the Cang Yuan Mountains. This was related to his supernatural powers. Besides, Wang Yidao's impact on the fusion period was not small. To be cautious, the Wang family's impact in the fusion period was still the same. It's better in other places, if any clan's impact on the integration period attracts multiple nine-colored gods, the guardian formation can't stop it.
Wang Qingcheng has been promoted to the Great Perfection of Void Refinement for more than a thousand years, and it is not that he has entered the Great Perfection of Void Refinement to hit the integration stage.
As time passed, the sound of thunder was endless, and the silver lightning struck one after another, and the area of the thundercloud became smaller and smaller.
After the time of a cup of tea has passed, the thundercloud is still several dozen meters in size, rolling and surging, and five-color arcs of blue, red, blue and gold emerge.
Wang Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief, if there were only five five-colored divine thunders, Wang Qingcheng would have a very high success rate in surviving the seven or nine thunder tribulations.
It was also in the shock fusion period. Chen Yueying attracted seven seven-color gods, Wang Changsheng attracted nine six-color gods, Wang Ruyan attracted eight six-color gods, Duan Tongtian attracted eight five-color gods, and Wang Qingshan attracted four seven-color gods. Lei, Wang Yidao is the most perverted, attracting five different colors of divine thunder.
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Wang Qingcheng attracted five five-colored divine thunders, which belonged to the middle level.
A loud thunder sounded, and a thick five-color lightning pierced the sky, slashing downwards aggressively.
Wang Qingcheng stood in a huge yellow sand pit, with him as the center, the ground in a radius of 100 miles turned into quicksand.
Wang Qingcheng's face paled slightly, and when he pricked his magic trick, countless yellow gravels flew up in the wind, turning into a huge yellow sand curtain, which locked him upside down.
Five-color lightning struck on the yellow sand screen, and a huge gap was exploded instantly, but soon, a large amount of yellow sand rushed in, and the gap was healed.
Soon, the second five-color lightning struck down, followed by the third\fourth. The yellow sand curtain was smashed by the five-color lightning, and soon returned to its original shape.
Wang Qingcheng is a native of the earth, and he has mastered many defensive supernatural powers. He has certain advantages in land combat or robbery.
The five-color thundercloud tumbled violently, turning into a huge five-color thunder dragon, baring its teeth and grinning, the whole body was wrapped in countless five-color electric arcs, exuding a terrifying aura.
The five-colored Lei Jiao swooped down from the sky, and its huge body easily smashed the yellow sand curtain, revealing the figure of Wang Qingcheng.
Wang Qingcheng was wearing a yellow light flickering battle armor. Upon careful observation, this yellow battle armor was composed of countless yellow gravels, each grain of yellow gravel was covered with runes, and the aura was dim.
This is his natal magic weapon, dry soil and divine sand, which integrates offense and defense.
Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the five-colored Lei Jiao, Wang Qingcheng didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly sacrificed the Jiuguang bottle and punched a magic trick.
As soon as his tactic was pinched, countless yellow gravels fluttered in the wind, turning into a giant yellow blade more than a thousand feet long, slashing at the five-colored Lei Jiao.
The yellow giant blade slashed the five-color thunder dragon in half, and a huge five-color thunder light shot up into the sky, which was very conspicuous.
The ground shook violently, the smoke billowed, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, five fingers could not be seen.
After a while, Wang Qingcheng flew out of the dust and landed in front of Wang Ruyan. His face was pale, and he looked like he had consumed too much mana. His body exuded an amazing spiritual pressure, and he entered the fit stage.
"Congratulations to my husband who has entered the fusion period." Sun Yuejiao was overjoyed and congratulated.
When she left Zhenhai Palace back then, many of her classmates kept gossiping behind their backs, saying that she would definitely regret it. After Wang Changsheng and others entered the integration period, these classmates instead praised Sun Yuejiao for her vision.
Now that Wang Qingcheng has entered the integration period, those colleagues must be convinced. "If your father knows, he must be very happy." Wang Ruyan smiled.
Wang Qingcheng flipped the palm of his hand, and the bottle of nine light appeared in his hand, the aura was dim, and more than 20 small cracks could be clearly seen.
The Jiuguang Divine Clay could not be found, and there was no way to repair the Jiuguang bottle. Fortunately, Wang Qingcheng only attracted five five-colored gods, and the Jiuguang bottle was not damaged much.
If there is no Jiuguang Divine Clay, the Jiuguang bottle will be scrapped sooner or later.
"Just take care of yourself here! By the way, protect Yulan, and hand over the bottle of nine lights to Yulan to assist her in her impact on the virtual refining period."
Wang Ruyan instructed that Wang Yulan had ascended to the Xuanyang Realm for more than 400 years, and he had already been promoted to God Transformation Great Consummation.
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"Got it, mother." Wang Qingcheng agreed and put away the bottle of nine lights.
Wang Ruyan gave a few words, and Wang Yihong left the Cangyuan Mountains and hurried back to Qinglian Island.