The old devil did things, and sure enough, he didn't leak, and before leaving, he secretly put a tracking Gu worm on the monk of the Wang family.

He pinched his fingers and counted, and suddenly felt in his heart that Wang Ran had not left the Lotus King's Capital yet.

Because he wants to replace this identity, the king is in full view, and it is really inconvenient to start.

After waiting for a few days, Wang Ran left the royal capital with a full breath and a ruddy face.

Gu Chen quietly followed, and when the other party flew over a deserted mountain range, he made a move.

"Who!?"

The furious mana exploded from the void, and Wang Ran's back was chilling, as if he was being targeted by a desolate beast.

He was about to resist, when a miserable white bone fist burst out in front of him, tearing through the heavy mana shield without being matched.

Shattering his defensive magic weapon like a meteor, knocking him unconscious with a single punch, his face covered with flesh and blood.

Gu Chen didn't dare to stay, imprisoned Wang Ran, and reluctantly fled thousands of miles, hiding in a secret cave that had been found in advance.

Looking at Wang Ran, who was unconscious, he was slightly entangled, wondering if the Wang family and Qingliguan had any means to track him down after killing this person.

He wanted to search for souls, this was the means of Jindan Zhenren, and some powerful foundation building pinnacles could also be used.

The old demon wanted to try it for the first time, but Li Chandao suddenly said, "Cut off one of his feet and let the stone tower devour it."

After the stone tower was devoured, a dark point of light condensed, and Li Chandao flipped through it, but his memory was a little broken: "Chop another one."

"There is no soul lamp lit, and there is no means of revenge before the near death, this person is at the bottom of the royal family's strength, lingers in the world, and is not taken seriously."

In the end, Li Chandao collected most of this person's memories, especially Qing Liguan's interpersonal relationships, personality, demeanor and movements, which were enough to fool through.

Gu Chen took some of the essence blood of the Wang family monk, and let Qianji Gu swallow this person.

The mercury-like brilliance poured out in the cave, and Wang Ran was imitated again, vividly.

Gu Chen's skin was moving, and due to the chopping off of two feet, there were flaws, but it was enough to block it with his boots.

The stone tower shrunk and was hidden by the ancient dust, and he refined a few of Wang Ran's magic weapons, and fled into the distance.

Qingli Mountain Range, magnificent and majestic, wild and majestic, the ancient mountain undulating like a dragon, like the ridge of heaven and earth.

Above the Mangmang Mountains, two wheels of the sun hang.

A normal sun, a round turned out to be a cyan sun, containing an incomparably majestic majesty, and the glow shines on hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Last time, out of fear, Li Chandao didn't go in, and today it was the first time to set foot in this vast immortal land.

After many scrutiny, Gu Chen successfully passed the test, and when a guardian monk saw him, he couldn't help but quip: "Wang Ran's Taoist friend is back? These days, those beautiful girls in your family are making a lot of noise!"

"Haha, the world is indeed a good place, next time you go with you, I'll treat you!"

Gu Chen smiled, and through the great array of Protector Sects that rippled like water waves, he suddenly felt a thick aura rushing towards him.

A ray of blue light poured down from the sky, enveloping him, and Gu Chen's whole body froze, and then he pretended to be nothing.

Secretly, he urged Wang Ran to use a few magic weapons, simulating the breath of this person, revealing a trace of the essence and blood breath he had collected.

Qingguang came and went quickly, Gu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around cautiously and without a trace.

Hundreds of monks soared through the clouds and mist, roaring aura, roaming between the suspended immortal islands, swallowing their essence and comprehending the great road runes engraved in the void.

And no one noticed him.

While Gu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but look at the cyan sun in the sky out of the corner of his eye.

It was this thing that was probing him, but just a wisp of breath overflowed, which made his soul tremble, and his body was about to crack.

Gathering mana in his eyes, the cyan sun suddenly manifested his true body in his eyes.

Talismans, fairy swords, treasure wheels.

The true body of the cyan great sun, constantly changing between these three, is extremely strange, like a living thing, quite spiritual.

Spiritual Weapon!

The magic weapon is the spiritual weapon, which is the exclusive property of Jindan real people, and it often takes hundreds of years of Jindan Qi to cultivate this trace of spirituality, which is very rare.

Most Jindan real people can only raise one spiritual weapon in their lifetime.

Removing the greed in his eyes, Gu Chen came to the immortal island where the Wang family was located with the help of the teleportation formation.

The Wang family was in Qingli Temple, and they had a total of two floating immortal islands, a second-order spiritual island for the foundation building monk Wang Mu, and more than a dozen valued clansmen followed him.

Like Wang Ran, he could only squeeze into the first-order spirit island with the remaining fifty or so Qi cultivators.

No wonder this guy always likes to run to the world, the Lotus Country is much bigger than a small island.

Wang Ran is very good at enjoying it, the servants in the mansion are clouds, the wives and concubines are in pieces, and they are very lively on weekdays, but today they are very deserted.

Not only his mansion, but the entire island was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere, which was very different from Wang Ran's memory.

Gu Chen secretly raised his vigilance and stepped into Wang Ran's mansion.

"Ouch, master, you can count it back, something happened to our Wang family!"

A well-maintained beautiful woman led the warbler Yanyan to chirp, many of them had red eyes, obviously crying.

Gu Chen looked at the woman, who was the wife arranged for him by the Wang family, and said in a deep voice, "What happened?"

"Master, you don't know yet, our Wang family was ordered by the sect to complete a rescue mission."

The beautiful woman said with a sad face: "If we want to send one Zhuji and thirty Qi practitioners to support a spiritual mine, tomorrow the old ancestor will choose someone to go!"

After Wang Xuanqi fell, the power of the Wang family deteriorated, and only one foundation-building ancestor was left to support him.

Because of the support for Wang Xuanqi's breakthrough, the resources accumulated in the clan for a hundred years were exhausted, and life was tight.

In addition, Wang Mu lived for nearly 250 years, which can be called an advanced age, and the power of the Wang family is not as good as before.

Gu Chen grasped the point: "Support the spirit mine, which spirit mine is it?"

His heart jumped, it couldn't be such a coincidence.

When the beautiful woman heard this, she cried for a while, and opened her mouth to say: "The concubine is a mortal, I don't know, my lord, you must be chosen by the ancestors!"

Gu Chen snorted, pretending to be impatient, leaving only a few eye-catching attendants to wait for the summons of the ancestor of the Wang family.

On the second day, all the monks of the Wang family gathered on the second-order immortal island, a total of seventy-two, and they also had a bit of the style of the Zhuji family.

Old Ancestor Wang Mu sat on the top, holding a purple jade fishing rod, like an old fisherman, and his old eyes looked at the same clan below:

"Everyone knows about the conscription of the sect, although this mission is not very dangerous, my Wang family can't take risks."

"Don't say that the old man is eccentric, the three peak Qi cultivation peaks are all left, you don't have to go, let's draw lots for the rest."

His old palm was grasped, and a jade tube appeared, which was filled with glittering spiritual lotions.

Gu Chen said abruptly: "Dare to ask the Ancestor, which spirit mine is this mission supporting?"

A pair of long eyebrows frowned lightly, Wang Mu looked at this slightly impressed junior, and was patient:

"The second-order crystal bone mine, 170,000 miles away from the sect, is the one where Yu Hang of the Yu family is stationed."