Chapter 1137: Each has its own magical powers
Wang Youwei was in an endless green grassland, his face was full of vigilance, and his body was covered with a thick protective aura.
He could feel that the aura here was much more abundant than that of the outside world.
Wang Youwei released his divine sense, carefully scanned the area within a radius of more than ten miles, and did not find the breath of other immortal cultivators.
He took out a palm-sized cyan jade plate, the runes on the surface of the jade plate flashed, and a spell was punched, and a cyan lotus bloomed on the surface of the jade plate, and the next moment, the jade plate emitted a piercing scream, and three cyan light spots appeared.
"It seems that I am lucky, there are three people who are less than a thousand miles away from me. ”
Wang Youwei smiled happily and said to himself.
The Wang family sent twenty foundation building monks into the secret realm, divided into four groups, a group of five, according to the agreement, after they entered the secret realm, they found a safe place, as soon as possible to meet with the same clan, the team can play the greatest strength, individual strength is limited.
He took out a cyan longbow and opened it with an arrow, aiming it high into the air.
With a "whoosh", a cyan arrow flew out of the string and flew towards the sky.
When it reached the sky, the cyan arrow suddenly exploded and turned into a huge cyan lotus.
This cyan lotus flower can be seen within a radius of thousands of miles, this is to gather the clansmen, of course, this will also expose his position, but just entered the secret realm, it stands to reason that no one will deliberately target him, almost at the same time, a huge golden knife phantom and a huge blue crane phantom appeared in the sky.
Obviously, other forces are also gathering their companions, and it is best to go together, of course, there are also people who rely on their strength and act alone.
Half an hour later, the three monks of the Wang family gathered around Wang Youwei.
Wang Youwei released a two-zhang turtle puppet beast and carried them forward, there are many demon birds living in the secret realm, and it is easy to be discovered by demon birds when flying in the sky, it is better to use the puppet beast to advance, mainly to prevent the attack of demon beasts on the ground.
The Turtle Golem is huge, but it's not slow.
It didn't take long for Wang Youwei and others to disappear into the vast grassland.
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In a certain black dense forest, Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongting, and Wang Rongfei stood together, their expressions indifferent.
Opposite them, there were two men dressed in Jindaomen costumes, and not far away, under a towering tree, there were three palm-sized black mushrooms, with some white lines on the edges of the mushroom lids, drumstick-shaped.
Near the towering tree, there is a giant python that has been cut into more than a dozen pieces.
"I just entered the secret realm, I don't think we need to fight you to the death for a few hundred years of elixir!"
Wang Rongting smiled lightly and said with a smile.
"Hmph, the elixir was obviously discovered by us, and the demon beast that guarded the elixir was also killed by us, so why should we give it to you?"
A young man with a somewhat immature face said with a frown.
"If we hadn't arrived, would you have wanted to kill Sister Rong Ting and make amends to us, would it be too much? Or do you want to fight to the death?"
Wang Rongxiang's face turned cold, and a cyan jade flute was put to his mouth.
"Senior Brother Sun, forget it, we are the first to lose, so let's give them an elixir!"
The older man said in a deep voice and agreed to Wang Rongting's suggestion.
He released a golden monkey more than three feet tall, dug up two black mushrooms, took away the corpse of the demon beast, and the two disappeared into the dense forest.
"Cheapen them, poison Sister Rong Ting, just lose a century-old elixir. ”
Wang Rongfei pursed her lips and said with a frown.
"The ancestor said, if you don't fight to the death with others, don't fight to the death with others, there is no need for a battle of will, there are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, maybe you will kick the iron plate, it is better to be cautious. ”
Wang Rongting said disappreciatively, if there was only one disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, she would also be killed.
They scoop up the last black mushroom and release a pony puppet that carries the three of them forward.
It didn't take long for them to disappear into the forest.
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In a narrow valley, Wang Xianjun and two Wang family monks controlled six second-order puppet beasts to surround a two-foot golden giant scorpion.
Behind the golden giant scorpion, there is a towering tree more than 100 zhang high, and under the tree there are three blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum that exude a rich fragrance.
The golden giant scorpion is golden all over, as if it was made of gold, and its tail spines are raised high.
The ground suddenly bulged with two small dirt bags, and two yellow centipedes two feet long came out of the ground and struck the golden giant scorpion from both sides.
A pair of golden giant pincers of the golden giant scorpion clamped forward, accurately clamped the two yellow centipedes, and there were two muffled sounds, taking this opportunity, a white giant net more than ten zhang large fell from the sky, covering the golden giant scorpion at once.
A two-foot-tall golden ape puppet beast brandished a spiked mace and slammed it into the golden giant scorpion.
Thundered!
The hard shell of the golden giant scorpion was covered with scars, pitted and pitted, two red giant eagles swooped down from the sky, and before they fell, two thick red flames flew out, hitting the body of the golden giant scorpion, and a roar sounded, and the rolling flames flooded the body of the golden giant scorpion, and the two red giant eagles rushed into the sea of fire.
After a loud roar, the golden giant scorpion's body was torn apart, and it was a whimper.
Wang Xianjun nodded with satisfaction, and with a pinch of the magic trick, the ape puppet beast strode towards the towering tree, and carefully dug out three blood-colored lingzhi, as Wang Xianjun expected, there were many palm-sized golden scorpions under the ground, and their tail thorns hit the palm of the ape puppet beast, and there was a muffled sound.
After killing the ape puppeteers, they split up three blood-colored reishi mushrooms, one for each of them, put away the puppeteers, and released a pony puppet beast that carried them towards a steep mountain.
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On a certain steep mountain, Wang Jiyu fought fiercely with a huge cyan giant eagle, Wang Jiyu's luck was not good, as soon as he entered the secret realm, he encountered a second-order mid-grade demon bird, fortunately, his fighting experience was not weak.
He held a red glittering banner in his hand, and with a slight flicker, the rolling flames swept out, and the cyan giant eagle could not get close to Wang Jiyu's side, but it refused to leave.
A hint of annoyance flashed in Wang Jiyu's eyes, the red banner in his hand sparked brightly, and more than a dozen giant fireballs the size of a water tank flew out, lining up and smashing towards the cyan giant eagle.
The cyan giant eagle spread its wings and flew high, avoiding a dozen giant fireballs, and at this moment, a red light lit up above the top of the cyan giant eagle, and a giant red bell the size of a water tank appeared out of thin air.
"Bell, bell!"
After a heavy bell rang, the red giant bell spewed out circles of red sound waves visible to the naked eye, and the head of the cyan giant eagle suddenly turned into a rain of blood and burst open.