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Chapter 944 The Current Situation of the Clansmen (The Next Chapter: Babybirth)
Donghuang, Taiyi Xianmen.

Jianfeng, Wang Qingshan and Sword Master Xiaoyao stood at the foot of the mountain, both of them looked solemn.

"You can rest assured to enter Jianfeng to practice! I hope that the next time our master and apprentice meet, you have already advanced to the eighth level of alchemy."

Sword Master Xiaoyao said solemnly, sword cultivators grew up in fighting skills, and Taiyi Xianmen established Jianfeng for 4000 years. Sword cultivators of Taiyi Xianmen are eager to enter Jianfeng to practice, but they need to pay a large amount of contribution points.

In the future, Taiyi Immortal Sect has relaxed the conditions and vigorously cultivated disciples. Even so, there are only a handful of disciples who can enter Jianfeng to practice. If it is not recommended by Sword Master Xiaoyao, Wang Qingshan cannot enter Jianfeng to practice.

"Thanks, master."

Wang Qingshan bowed and thanked.

Sword Master Xiaoyao treated him very well, and Wang Qingshan respected Sword Master Xiaoyao very much.

"You call me master, I will fulfill my duty as a master, go! Cultivate with peace of mind, last time you made too much noise, the master brother spent a lot of money to repair the restriction, of course, If you can really do it again, that's fine."

Wang Qingshan smiled embarrassingly.Said: "Disciple understands, please rest assured, master."

After saying this, Wang Qingshan turned into a blue light and flew into Jianfeng.

He felt a blur in front of his eyes, and suddenly appeared on a mountain full of flying swords.

As soon as he appeared, countless flying swords flew up and shot towards Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan took a deep breath, shook his sleeves, and seven cyan flying swords flew out, transforming into sword shadows all over the sky, facing the flying swords attacking.

Soon, a series of roars sounded, and the air waves rolled.

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Qing Kingdom, Black Eagle Mountain Range.

In the conference hall, Wang Qingjun sat on the main seat, Wang Youshan and others sat on both sides, and everyone's expressions were rather serious.

"Youshan, I will leave the affairs of the clan to you. I want to retreat and practice."

Wang Qingjun instructed that Wang Qiuhong sent Wang Tianmi back to Donghuang to raise the spirit veins of the Black Eagle Mountain Range to the third level, so as not to delay Wang Qingjun's cultivation.

Wang Tianmi has been learning formations from Ye Haitang. Wang Changyue taught Wang Tianmi in the early years, and her formation level is second only to Ye Haitang.

"Grand Uncle Twelve, you can retreat with peace of mind! Leave other matters to my grandson."

Wang Youshan agreed with all his heart. After Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan returned to Donghuang, the Wang family expanded the scale of cooperation with the Tang family. The two children frequently married, and both sides benefited a lot.

Wang Qingjun gave a few words of advice, then turned and left.

Back at the residence, Wang Qingjun sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched the magic formula, a faint red light glowed on his body surface, ripples appeared in the void, and a large red light spot emerged out of thin air.

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South China Sea, Golden Toad Sea Area.

Zhoushan Island, meeting hall.

Wang Youyu and Wang Rongmiao sat in front, and more than 20 Foundation Establishment monks sat on both sides.

"Meng Yuan, I will leave the affairs of the clan to you. We plan to retreat and practice."

Wang Youyu told a middle-aged man in his early thirties that Wang Rongmiao was dispatched to the Jinchan sea area to strengthen the defense of Zhoushan Island and guard the secret realm of Huangpin.

"Aunt, don't worry about retreating! We will manage the family well."

Wang Mengyuan patted his chest and agreed.

Wang Youyu nodded, gave some instructions, announced the end of the meeting, and everyone went about their business.

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The Red Moon Sea Region is an island hundreds of miles in size. In the center of the island is a large spiritual field. There are many buildings on a green mountain with a height of [-] feet. There are many people walking around.

In the northwest corner of the island, there is a small town where more than [-] mortals live.

This is a small island controlled by the Wang family. There are [-] acres of spiritual fields, where a large number of commonly used elixir are planted, and [-] immortal cultivators are stationed there.

Wang Xiancheng is the most powerful immortal cultivator on the island, and he is one of the seven heroes of the Wang family.

With the increase of the population, the Wang family launched a series of policies to cultivate the clan members. Five sons and seven masters. Shame on other tribesmen.

In the conference hall, Wang Xiancheng is holding a clan meeting. They have cleared the monsters in the nearby sea area, and they have harvested a lot, and they are counting the harvest.

Rumble!
The ground suddenly shook violently, and the teacup on the table fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

"What's going on? Enemy attack? Follow me to meet the enemy."

Wang Xiancheng was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized that he rushed out first, followed by the others.

Their imperial weapons flew into the air, and everyone's faces were full of shock.

A huge vortex suddenly appeared on the sea surface near the deserted island, and the sea surface was rough for several miles, setting off huge waves more than ten feet high.

In the center of the vortex is a huge red monster. This monster looks like a cow. There are circles of red spirit patterns on its body, and its eyes are emerald green.

This is a low-rank monster of the third rank. It continuously spews out giant fireballs the size of water tanks, hitting the island guard formation.

"No, this is the third-level Bitong Yanniu. Not long ago, we exterminated a group of second-level Bitong Yanniu. It is here for revenge, so warn the family."

Wang Xiancheng's face changed, and he quickly ordered.

A strange roar sounded, and a giant fireball hit the island guard formation, the flames splashed in all directions, and a large red flame spread rapidly.

The island protection formation is a simplified version of the third-order formation, which is not so easy to break through. However, under the crazy attack of the third-order monsters, the island protection formation flickers and will collapse at any time.

More than a dozen giant fireballs hit the island protection array, and the island protection array could no longer support it and shattered.

Bitong Yanniu rushed to the island, spewed out a large swath of red flames, and attacked the monks of the Wang family.

A dazzling silver light shot out, it was Wang Mengbin.

Wang Mengbin has already cultivated to the second level of alchemy. He received a call for help from his tribe, and immediately rushed over by using the teleportation array.

When he clenched his hands together, the surface of his body thundered loudly, and countless silver arcs emerged on his body surface, turning into a giant thunderball the size of a water tank, and smashing towards Bitong Yanniu.

Rumble!
A large silver arc covered half of Bitong Yanniu's body, and Bitong Yanniu let out a painful scream.

There was a deafening dragon chant, and a huge white flood dragon appeared in the sky, and a few flashes appeared in the sky above Bitong Yanniu.

The tail of the white flood dragon swept across and hit Bitong Yanniu accurately. Bitong Yanniu's huge body immediately flew upside down, smashed a dozen towering trees, and smashed heavily on a peak.

A white light shot out and hit Bitong Yanniu's body. Its body froze at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, it let out a strange roar, and a large red flame emerged from its body, and the ice layer quickly melted , At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, a group of dark clouds several miles in size appeared above the head, and there was a low muffled sound.

Rumble!
A huge thunder sounded, and dozens of thick silver lightning flew out of the dark clouds, striking at Bitong Yanniu.

A miserable cry sounded, and a large silver thunder light covered Bitong Yanniu.

A streak of silver lightning flew out of the dark clouds, and struck the silver lightning, which swelled greatly.

There was a burst of red flames in the thunder, trying to extinguish the thunder, but it was useless. The silver lightning continued to strike, and the red flames were quickly extinguished.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the thunder light dissipated, and the dark clouds also disappeared.

Bitong Yanniu's body was scorched black, motionless, lying on the peak, the surrounding soil turned into scorched earth, emitting a puff of black smoke.

"Meng Bin, you did a great job."

Wang Qingling praised.

"Thanks to the help of my wife and aunt, otherwise my grandson wouldn't be able to kill this demon so easily."

Wang Mengbin said modestly.

Wang Qingling nodded, and said to Wang Xiancheng: "Xiancheng, you send people to strengthen the vigilance, and notify the clansmen on other islands to strengthen their vigilance. Don't be careless. You have cleared the monsters for a while, and there may be third-level monsters to take revenge. .”

"Yes, old man,"

Wang Xiancheng agreed to come down and commanded the clansmen to report the news.

After Wang Qingling and Wang Mengbin disposed of Bitong Yanniu's body, they circled around the nearby sea and returned to Silver Snake Island without finding any other third-tier monsters.

(End of this chapter)