After that, I saw that there were two columns of Wang family children outside the courtyard, uniformly dressed.

The group of people in front and behind walked towards the back mountain, and then passed through the back mountain, and arrived at the said mountain range.

I saw that there was another male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building in the magic circle, sitting on the side of the elixir array, sensing the arrival, and getting up to greet him.

Immediately, the four foundation-building Taoists of the Wang family lined up.

After that, the children of the Wang family took their places, and the Qi cultivators who came to protect the medicine stood in their own ranks under the leadership of the children of the Wang family.

Their role is to input spiritual power into the magic circle at that time, and naturally they are to block the qi cultivation demon beasts that come to the fan.

And the foundation-building demon beasts, there are too many qi refining demon beasts gathered together, and there are their own foundation-building dao people to make a move.

"This fellow Daoist, seeing that you are full of awe-inspiring momentum, could it be a sword cultivator?"

Song Wanling's eyes turned, walked to the black-clothed nun, and said in a low voice.

Rong Mo turned his head to look at the girl beside him with a curious face, and his eyes were full of innocence, and he nodded coldly.

Song Wanling's smile deepened, and she introduced herself in a crisp voice, "Dao friendly, I am a disciple sent by Linghe to travel, and I am the Song family of Qingyuan City. ”

She reported to herself in one breath that she was at the door of her master and home, and seemed to be completely unguarded, "What is the name of this Taoist friend?" ”

The black-clothed nun glanced at her a little impatiently, "Rong Mo." ”

"I haven't heard of a sect that specializes in sword cultivation around me?"

Song Wanling didn't seem to see Rong Mo's impatience, and said briskly.

"I'm a casual cultivator." Rong Mo said flatly.

Song Wanling let out an "oh", as if she wanted to say something more, but seeing that the other party was so unconversational, she shook her head regretfully, and retreated to her place with a little loss.

Rong Mo's indifferent gaze swept away, and he didn't squint.

"This fellow Daoist is actually a disciple of one of the top two sects in the immortal cultivation realm such as the Spirit and Sect!"

As soon as Song Wanling retracted her gaze, the young male cultivator who had been talking to her in the lobby from time to time said with admiration.

Song Wanling shook her head, "Luck, luck." The gaze is a little complacent and arrogant.

The male cultivator shook his head and sighed.

"A few years ago, the Linghe faction opened the mountain gate, but unfortunately only under the age of sixteen is accepted, if it is a few years earlier, maybe it can still be the same brother and sister as Song Daoyou!"

Song Wanling looked at the young man's mature face, smiled, and said secretly in her heart: Even if you are twenty years earlier, you will be too old.

They did not use their divine sense to detect that their bone age was equal, but each had some of its own detection abilities.

I sensed that the young man was almost in his sixties, and this was still a new breakthrough.

Song Wanling listened to the male cultivator's compliments for a while, and felt a little impatient in her heart.

looked at Rong Mo, who was sharp, and others talked to her coldly and didn't respond much.

Shouldn't she just talk to her herself, she thinks she's such an annoyance?

Song Wanling shook her head vigorously, how could it be the same!

Uh, but what's the difference?

Song Wanling blinked, supported her elbow with one hand, rubbed her chin with the other, fell into thought, and her eyes were contemplative.

Seeing this, the male cultivator will talk more.

Song Wanling only felt relieved, and continued to maintain an unfathomable and deep state of thought.

A moment later, a cool scent spread, and the howls of demon beasts in the distance began to mingle together.

Song Wanling's eyes must have passed, knowing that this is the Qingning grass that has matured.

When she looked at it, she saw that there was a Qi cultivator who couldn't control the slight squinting of his eyes, and he began to use his spiritual power.

The head of the Wang family used his spiritual power and let out a clear roar.

The disciples of the Wang clan were in place first, took out the array flag and injected spiritual power, and then the formation released spiritual light, and in an instant, the semicircular spiritual curtain completely enveloped the surroundings.

Song Wanling looked at it again, and saw that the Qingning Grass was a small magic circle in the center, and the scope was not large.

The three members of the Wang family built a foundation and stood in a triangle to protect the spiritual grass.

And the head of the royal family stood in front of it, commanding everyone.

Immediately, he arched his hand to the scattered foundation builders and said in a loud voice:

"Please all Taoist friends work together to help my Wang family protect the elixir, and then I will be grateful, and I will be grateful again, and I will be a friend of my Wang family from now on!"

The Daoists in the early and middle stages of foundation building responded, and the two Taoists in the late stage of foundation building did not respond, only looked at the mountains and forests outside the spiritual curtain with cold eyes.

Song Wanling turned sideways and slowly moved to Rong Mo's side.

Rong Mo took a step back and looked defensively.

Song Wanling smiled brightly at her, as pure and beautiful as a lily blooming in the morning light.

Rong Mo's indifferent eyes did not soften at all.

Song Wanling didn't care either, she stopped not far from her, and then saw the spiritual curtain begin to vibrate.

At first, the demon beast during the Qi training period was blocked, and the impact force rebounded back, and soon the spirit curtain fell in all directions.

After that, another head-to-end impact came, and the spiritual curtain shook, all of them were surrounded, and the sky seemed to be darkened.

The Wang clan's disciples increased their spiritual power to supplement the formation flag, and then a sword-shaped spiritual light rose from the middle of the spiritual curtain.

The demon beasts that were attacking from all directions, in the huge sound of banging like fireworks, the surrounding qi cultivation demon beasts were hit hard at the same time.

Some were killed directly in the anti-earthquake, and the ground was bloody.

"Fellow Daoists, prepare, the foundation building demon beast is approaching, and everyone is ready to take action!"

The head of the Wang family said solemnly.

Song Wan made a move, Shui Yue Aya held it in her hand, and walked out of the spirit curtain.

The Qi Cultivation Demon Beast, which had already hit the red eye, completely ignored the powerful aura of Song Wanling's whole body, and rushed towards the head covered in blood.

With a slight slap of the plain white palm in the air, the demon beast fell to the ground and died.

Immediately, she was on tiptoe, suspended in the air, and the water moon silk spread out at both ends of her arms, spreading out.

This large area of Qi Cultivation Demon Beasts only needed to be slapped lightly or heavily by Lan Aya, and their bodies fell down one by one, casting a high ground with flesh and blood.

After that, I saw a demon beast that kept spitting out wind blades and could float in the air with its four hooves and quickly spewed fishy wind from its mouth.

Song Wanling's arm was raised, and Shui Yueya spread out from her arm, and then a bend hit the two front hooves of the demon beast.

The demon beast roared, and as soon as its body bent, it was about to hit the ground.

Mizuki Aya stretched down its body again, and was about to bind its head.

At this moment, the wind and waves around the demon beast were set off, and the speed at which the water moon curled was stunned.

The waves of water were cut by the blades of the wind.

As the water droplets in the air rotated, Song Wanling's arm rolled, and one end of the water moon aya rolled around her wrist.

Immediately, the blue silk on that side rotated rapidly, and when the water light turned, the wind and waves were eliminated.

At that end, he slapped the head of the demon beast that kept rushing in, and the rough neck was rolled up and flicked, and he died of anger.

Song Wanling's divine sense spread, and the storage bag broke away from her waist and opened automatically.

The corpse was taken in, and in a few moments it hung itself on her robe.

Song Wanling smiled with satisfaction, and at this moment, she felt an extremely strong wind disperse.

Turning around in the air, he saw the black-clothed nun behind her back with one hand, and the other hand in front of her with a palm constantly splitting.

With each slash, a sword light emerged from the side of her palm, and then pierced into a demon beast, killing more than a dozen demon beasts in the blink of an eye.

Song Wanling's beautiful eyes were brilliant again and again, although they were all in the Qi training period, but with a wave of her hand out of thin air, she killed one, which was too powerful!

So Song Wanling turned sideways like this, Shui Yueya blocked behind her, and the two ends automatically rotated.

The surrounding demon beasts kept rushing forward on the spiritual light traction, and they were gently slapped by Shui Yue, and they also fell down one after another.

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