Time flies, time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the Red Moon Sea, on a deserted island, the sandy beach is littered with the corpses of dozens of red sea snakes.

These red sea snakes lay scattered on the beach, and the sea washed ashore, washing away a lot of blood.

After a while, a group of huge blue demon shrimp surfaced, one of the blue demon shrimps was three zhang in size, and its eyes were the size of copper bells, this was a second-order mid-grade demon shrimp.

More than two dozen blue demon shrimp moved towards the beach, they were very fast, and when they reached the red sea snake, they opened their mouths and gnawed.

At this moment, countless yellow mist suddenly appeared, and a pale yellow light curtain suddenly appeared, covering dozens of blue demon shrimp.

More than a dozen blue demon shrimp were not covered by the yellow light curtain, and they hurriedly rushed towards the way they came, and their speed was extremely fast.

There was a muffled "boom" sound from the ground, and two huge yellow crocodiles suddenly emerged from the ground, opened their bloody mouths, revealing a row of sharp teeth, and each bit at a blue demon shrimp.

These two demon shrimps were only of the first order, and their defenses were not strong, and the two yellow crocodiles easily bit through their shells, and they struggled violently, their bodies swinging non-stop.

The other blue demon shrimp rushed towards the sea, trying to escape back into the sea.

An astonishing high temperature hit, and more than a dozen giant fireballs the size of a water tank fell from the sky, accurately smashing on more than a dozen blue demon shrimp.

Thundered!

A series of explosions rang out, and the billowing flames enveloped a dozen blue demon shrimps.

Under a coconut tree not far away, a flash of inspiration appeared, and the figures of ten immortal cultivators appeared, all of whom had a red lotus pattern on their clothes, which were none other than Wang Qingling and his group.

Wang Qingling is already the seventh layer of the foundation, and Wang Qingjun is also the seventh layer of the foundation, but in terms of strength, Wang Qingling's strength is still above Wang Qingjun.

Four of them built the foundation and six of them refined the qi, forming a demon hunting team.

With a flick of Wang Qingling's wrist, a large group of golden-spotted flame insects flew out of the spirit beast beads, turning into a two-zhang long red flying fork, with a layer of red flames wrapped on the surface, and struck at more than a dozen blue demon shrimps with a fierce momentum.

Wang Qingqi sacrificed two red flying eagle puppet beasts, each spewing out a thick red flame and striking at the blue demon shrimp.

Thundered!

The roar continued, and the fire swelled, and the flames enveloped a dozen blue demon shrimps, and they let out a miserable scream.

A flaming red flying fork flew in, piercing the body of a blue demon shrimp and tying it to the sand.

More than a dozen thick pillars of light struck the blue demon shrimp's body, piercing through their bodies.

At the same time, in the yellow light curtain, a large yellow boulder suddenly appeared in the sky, falling quickly, smashing the blue demon shrimp into a meat patty, the defense of the second-order demon shrimp was stronger, it opened its mouth and spewed out more than a dozen thick transparent water arrows, hitting the yellow light curtain, the yellow light curtain made a "bang" sound, and it did not move at all.

The yellow boulder seemed to be endless, constantly appearing in the yellow light curtain, smashing the blue demon shrimp, even if the blue demon shrimp had thick skin and thick flesh, it could not stand a large number of yellow boulders smashed on the body.

This is not the end, one by one sharp earth thorns burst out of the earth, piercing the body of the blue demon shrimp fiercely.

A wail sounded, dozens of blue demon shrimp were pressed on their bodies by dense yellow boulders, their flesh and blood were blurred, some blue demon shrimp were not dead, they let out a burst of wails, their bodies writhed, and they wanted to overturn the yellow boulders on their bodies, but it was useless.

A dazzling yellow light suddenly appeared in the sky, turning into hundreds of yellow boulders and quickly smashing down.

Hundreds of yellow boulders smashed on his body, and not a single blue demon shrimp survived.

At this time, Wang Qingling and Wang Qingqi also solved the dozen or so first-order demon shrimps.

They removed the formation and disposed of the demon beast corpse.

"There are other immortal cultivators coming, be careful. ”

Wang Qingling opened his mouth to remind, his face solemn.

The most dangerous thing about hunting demon beasts is not demon beasts, but other immortal cultivators.

Wang Qingling and the others have been robbed and killed several times, but none of them are the opponents of Wang Qingling and the others.

A cyan light appeared in the sky, flying quickly towards them.

It didn't take long for the cyan retreat to stop, revealing a cyan flying boat, on which stood more than twenty immortal cultivators, led by a round-faced man in his early thirties, building the eighth layer of foundation.

Eight are building foundations, fifteen are refining qi, and their overall strength is much stronger than Wang Qingling and others.

"Fellow Daoists, do you have any advice?"

Wang Qingling smiled slightly and asked seriously.

The round-faced man saw the red lotus pattern on Wang Qingling's clothes, and then saw two yellow crocodiles gnawing on the blue demon shrimp, he seemed to think of something, and a sincere smile appeared on his face, and said: "No advice, Fairy Wang, we are just passing by, bother." ”

The round-faced man pinched his magic trick, and the cyan flying boat shone brightly and flew into the distance.

"Hey, leaving so soon? I thought there was a big fight!"

Wang Qingling said with a chuckle.

Wang Qingqi and Wang Qingjun glanced at each other, and the two smiled bitterly.

"Tenth sister, I'm afraid they recognize you, when it comes to Bailing Fairy, I'm afraid there are very few people who don't know. ”

Once, Wang Qingling and others encountered a group of evil cultivators, the other party had nine foundation building and fifteen refining qi, Wang Qingling released spirit beasts, spirit insects, and spirit birds, and one person destroyed three foundation building monks, the Wang family killed and injured many people, and all the bloodthirsty locusts raised by Wang Qingling were destroyed.

A team of demon hunters passed by and witnessed the whole process, and after the news spread, Wang Qingling won the title of a lark fairy.

Wang Qingling has made a lot of fame with the spirit beasts, spirit insects, and spirit birds, and immortal cultivators with a little eyesight dare not fight her idea.

"Bailing Fairy, if only I had domesticated a hundred kinds of spirit beasts, hurry up and dispose of the corpses of the demon beasts, return to Red Lotus Island, and really meet the masters, they will not be scared away by a little false name." ”

After disposing of the corpse of the demon beast, Wang Qingling released a cyan flying boat and flew towards Red Lotus Island with all the clansmen.

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Eastern Wilderness, Bailingmen.

Wang Changxue was lying on the bed, her head was full of white hair, her face was full of wrinkles, and she was on the verge of dying.

Su Cheng passed away two years ago, and Wang Changxue is almost the same.

Wang Qingkai and a man in a green shirt stood aside, and Guangdong Ren stood aside, looking slightly sad.

Guangdong Ren has cultivated to the ninth layer of the Jiedan, it stands to reason that he is an elder of the sect, so he can not appear here, but in the early years, he chose to help Ye Tong Jiedan, and did not help Su Cheng, and Guangdong Ren felt ashamed.

"Senior nephew Wang, I sent someone to the South China Sea, but I didn't find Bingbing, don't worry, the old man will take care of Yuren." ”

Su Yuren is Wang Changxue's youngest son and Su Bingbing's younger brother.

"Aunt Changxue, don't worry, I will also take care of Cousin Yuren. ”

Wang Qingkai agreed.

Wang Changxue nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yuren, if your sister comes back and let her cultivate well, as long as she and you are well, your father and I will be relieved." ”

"Mother, the child knows, don't say it, you have a good rest!"

The man in the green shirt knelt down and choked up.

Wang Changxue heard this and slowly closed her eyes.

Su Yuren howled and cried, looking very sad.

Guangdong Ren sighed lightly and said, "Yuren, the festival is changing, I will send someone to deal with the aftermath of Master Wang's nephew." ”

"Yes, Cousin Yuren, you don't have to be too sad. ”

Wang Qingkai patted Su Yuren's shoulder and comforted.