As soon as the woman in the golden dress died, the cyan greatsword also regained her freedom.

Wang Qingshan's sword trick pinched, and the Qinglian Zimu sword flew towards him, suspended in front of him, and the sword body was stained with some blood.

He took out a white cloth, carefully wiped the blood on the sword, washed it with water, wiped it again, and withdrew it from his body.

Wang Qingshan put away the puppet beast of the flying sword, walked quickly to the corpses of the two disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect, and took away their belongings, especially the golden lotus mirror.

Wang Qingshan walked towards the cave, he had to spend time refining the golden lotus mirror, with this magic weapon in his hand, when he faced the enemy, he would have an extra hole card.

In a certain black dense forest, Wang Ruyan sat on the ground, there was a phoenix tail piano in front of her, her slender jade fingers quickly crossed the strings, and beside her, there was a huge yellow turtle, the yellow turtle stood up, and there were more than a dozen shallow white marks on its body.

A small blue umbrella was propped up on top of Wang Ruyan's head, and a large blue glow covered Wang Ruyan's inside.

Behind Wang Ruyan, two huge black mantis fell in a pool of blood.

Opposite Wang Ruyan, there was a man and a woman, their eyes closed tightly, and their faces were painful.

There were several large pits on the ground nearby, and there was a hot air in the pits, and two large trees were flooded with billowing flames.

As time passed, the sound of the piano became desolate and desolate, as if telling some tragic story.

A layer of fine sweat oozed from Wang Ruyan's forehead, and his face was slightly pale.

Her eyes were cold, her jade fingers quickly swiped across the strings, and more than a dozen giant wind blades several zhang long flew out.

With two "poof" sounds, the heads of the two were slashed off by the giant wind blade and fell to the ground, and the dead could not die anymore, and the blood stained the ground red.

Wang Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "I haven't played a tune for a long time, and this "Lost Requiem" is a little rusty. ”

She stood up, and with a pinch, the phoenix tail turned into a blue light and flew into her mouth and disappeared.

This natal artifact was refined for her by Wang Changsheng himself, and it had been cultivated by her in the dantian for more than ten years, and it was the first time she used it.

Wang Ruyan stood up, put away the corpses of the two black praying mantises, searched the belongings of the two monks, and set fire to the corpses.

She rested in the dense forest for a while, and after her mana had recovered, she walked into the distance.

The two-pupiled rat she domesticated had already died in the mouth of the demon beast, so she could only go around and try her luck.

Speaking of which, the Wang family's background is too shallow, and they have no experience in exploring the secret realm cave mansion, and the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect seem to have some way to gather together.

If she can join Wang Qingshan and the three of them, her survival rate will be higher, and the harvest should be greater.

At the foot of a certain peak, three men and one woman were fighting, and one of them was Wang Changhao.

Wang Changhao complained bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect his luck to be so bad, he actually met three disciples of the Colorful Sect, two of whom had three layers of foundation and one who had built five layers of foundation.

Wang Changhao relied on five second-order puppet beasts to barely resist the attacks of the three, and several sparkling magic weapons struck Wang Changhao's body protection spirit cover, and there was a muffled sound of fried beans.

"Three Taoist friends, for no reason, we don't need to fight you to the death!

Wang Changhao said in a deep voice, intending to stop making peace.

"The things in the ruins of Jinyang Sect belong to our Tang monks, how can you Wei monks have the share, if you meet us, you can only blame your bad luck. ”

A tall, thin middle-aged man sneered.

Wang Changhao's heart sank, he knew that the situation was not good, he took out two black beads, threw them at the middle-aged man, and shouted loudly: "Eat my two heavenly thunder seeds." ”

"It's not good, it's thunder! ”

When the middle-aged man heard the words "Tianleizi", his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly sacrificed a red shield in front of him.

With two muffled sounds, the black beads shattered, and a large cloud of black smoke poured out of it, rushing towards the three disciples of the Colorful Sect.

They didn't dare to inhale the black smoke for fear of poison, so they hurriedly shielded themselves.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Changhao sacrificed several large fireball talismans, turned into several giant fireballs, and smashed them into the three of them.

"Boom!"

A loud roar rang out, and flames billowed out.

After two breaths, the flames dispersed and disappeared, and Wang Changhao disappeared as well.

"Damn, I was tricked. ”

The middle-aged man cursed, his face unwilling.

At that moment, a rapid scream sounded.

The middle-aged man's face was happy, and he hurriedly took out a communication disk from his arms, and a law decision hit it, and a man's voice suddenly sounded: "Li Gan, where are you? How many people are around?"

"Senior Brother Chen, there are three people on my side. ”

"I'll send a signal charm, and I'll join me immediately, the inheritance of the Golden Yang Sect is the most important thing, and other things will be put aside first. ”

The man's voice was relatively flat, full of flavor that could not be refused.

"Yes, Senior Brother Chen. ”

It didn't take long for a dazzling red light to appear in the sky, turning into a giant fireball that could be seen from a long distance.

"Let's go, join Senior Brother Chen. ”

The middle-aged man unleashed a red flying boat and flew towards the place where the giant fireball was.

The same scene appeared in various places, and the leaders of various sects sent signals one after another to gather their fellow sects.

In the ruins of the Jinyang Sect, the greater the number of foundation building monks, the higher the chance of survival, and of course, the gains obtained by each person will definitely be reduced.

On a low dirt slope, Wang Qingshan looked at the sky from afar, and there was a huge tiger pattern in the sky.

It didn't take long for several rays of light to appear in the sky, flying in the direction of the tiger pattern.

Wang Qingshan understood that this was a person from the Immortal Cultivation Sect who was in a hurry to join the sect.

A sect had at least twenty foundation-building monks, and he didn't want to run into these people.

A burst of blue light lit up under his feet, turned into a gust of wind, and ran in the opposite direction.

In a certain dense forest, Wang Changhao's face turned pale, turned into an afterimage, and quickly walked through the dense forest.

Hundreds of feet behind him, hundreds of cyan demon wolves were in hot pursuit.

Wang Changhao wanted to curse angrily, his luck was not good, he had just escaped with the fire escape talisman, but he encountered a group of demon wolves, and there were as many as five second-order demon wolves alone.

"Whew!"

The Wolf King let out a howl, opened his mouth and spewed out a giant wind blade, heading straight for Wang Changhao.

At the same time, the other cyan demon wolves followed suit and spewed out cyan wind blades to attack Wang Changhao.

Hearing the sound of "snorting" in his ears, Wang Changhao secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly threw out several earthen wall talismans behind him, turning into several yellow earthen walls more than ten zhang high, blocking behind him.

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Chapter 452: Unlucky Wang Changhao