Chapter 1084 Qualifications
He has everything in the Alchemy Talisman Array, including several third-level Talismans and Seals.
He didn't expect to defeat the third-level monster, he just had to resist it for a while.
"If you want to give it a try, then give it a try!"
Wang Mengbin's voice suddenly sounded.
Wang Huashang felt his eyes blur as he suddenly appeared in an equally spacious hall.
A burst of red light suddenly lit up on the stone wall, and a huge red tiger emerged from the wall. The tiger had four wings on its back, golden eyes, and a stream of hot air coming from its nose.
Roar!
The giant red tiger let out an angry roar, spread its wings, and a large fist-sized red fireball flew out, hitting Wang Huasheng like a meteor shower.
The cyan flag in Wang Huashang's hand flickered, and a ray of cyan light flew out, turning into a cyan wind wall more than ten feet high, blocking in front of him.
Boom!
The green wind wall was smashed to pieces by the dense red fireballs, and the giant red tiger pounced on Wang Huasheng.
Wang Huashang made a seal with his hands, touched the giant red tiger lightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Wind Binding Technique, start."
The giant red tiger felt his body tighten, as if an invisible big hand had grabbed his body, unable to move.
It roared, a large red flame erupted from its body, and it regained its freedom.
Strong winds blew up, and dozens of green lights flew in, sinking into the ground near the giant red tiger.
The giant red tiger felt his eyes flash as he suddenly appeared in a gray space, with a strong wind howling past.
A simplified version of the third-order formation, the Wild Wind Demon-Slaying Formation, which was given to Wang Huashang by Ye Haitang. In addition to the Wild Wind Demon-Slaying Formation, there are several formations with other attributes, but they are not as powerful as the Wild Wind Demon-Slaying Formation.
Boom!
The giant red tiger attacked the formation crazily, and there was a huge roar.
The magic power in Wang Huashang's body passed quickly, and soon his face turned pale. He quickly took a blood-colored pill, and his face instantly returned to ruddy, his aura surged, and he quickly reached the ninth level of foundation building.
Burning Blood Pills can activate potential in a short period of time and improve several small realms. After a period of weakness, Wang Qingqi gave Wang Huasheng a bottle of Blood-burning Pills, which were of much better quality than those refined by other alchemists.
On the third floor of the Phantom Demon Tower, Wang Yingjie stood in a spacious hall, and five first-order high-grade monsters attacked Wang Yingjie.
Wang Yingjie was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and it was difficult to face the attacks of five first-level high-grade monsters.
"As a human being, you must act according to your ability. With your current level of cultivation, if you force yourself through this level, you are courting death."
Wang Mengbin's voice suddenly sounded. He controlled the Phantom Demon Tower and could clearly know the situation of every breaker.
Wang Yingjie gritted his teeth and said, "My parents named me Wang Yingjie. They hope that I will be successful in the future and become an outstanding talent in the family. My parents are watching me in heaven! I will definitely be able to do it."
He turned over his hands and took out a piece of red animal skin about a foot long, with a red octopus pattern on it.
This is a second-level high-grade animal spirit talisman. It can transform into a second-level high-grade Lihuo Chapter to fight against the enemy. It can be used repeatedly many times. This was given to Wang Yingying by Wang Qingling. Congratulations to her for building a foundation with the qualifications of the Four Spiritual Roots. Wang Yingying gave it to Grandfather Wang Rongli, Wang Rongli passed on to Wang Yingjie.
Wang Yingjie worked hard to get into the top 30 in the clan competition. This was his biggest trump card.
He threw the animal spirit talisman out, and with a flash of red light, the talisman turned into a red octopus as big as a mountain. The tentacles of the red octopus danced wildly, accurately hitting five monsters, and easily smashed their heads.
Wang Yingjie's face was filled with joy. He felt his eyes flash as he suddenly appeared in an identical hall. A red giant eagle, a cyan giant crab, and a golden python emerged from the wall one after another.
Three second-level low-grade monsters rushed over, and Wang Yingjie quickly controlled the red octopus to greet them.
Boom!
A series of roars sounded, and the red octopus fought against three second-order low-grade monsters, fighting fiercely.
On the eighth floor, Wang Jijun used nine blue flying swords to surround five second-level high-grade monsters.
"Sword formation, start."
Following Wang Jijun's low shout, a light rain suddenly began to fall from high in the sky. The rain turned into blue sword energy halfway and struck the five monsters.
She practices the Yanshui Sword Scripture, and Wang Qingshan has taught her many times. She is hailed as the second Wang Qingshan by other tribesmen.
Facing the dense blue sword energy, the five second-level high-grade monsters could not stop them at all. They fell into a pool of blood one after another, and their bodies turned into dots of aura and disappeared.
"My nephew wants to break into the ninth floor, and he hopes that Uncle Meng Bin will make it happen."
Wang Jijun felt her eyes flash as she appeared in an ordinary hall. This time, her opponent was a blue giant shrimp as big as a small mountain.
Wang Jijun did not dare to be careless and quickly used nine blue flying swords to meet him.
As soon as she stepped forward, Wang Youwei appeared on the eighth floor.
Wang Youwei held a folding fan with a flickering aura in his hand, and his eyes were firm. He must perform well. Two Nascent Soul monks were watching the ceremony. As a descendant of Wang Changsheng, he naturally had to perform well.
Five second-level high-grade monsters rushed over and blocked Wang Youwei's retreat.
Wang Youwei took his time and took out a blue gourd with powerful spiritual energy, and inserted a magic formula. A white cold air surged out, and a blue crab got a little bit of it, and his body moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. freeze.
Ice Moon Gourd, the prototype of a magic weapon, was given to Wang Youwei by Wang Qiuhong using his own contribution points.
With a prototype of a magic weapon in hand, he could reach the ninth level without any problem.
Outside the Phantom Demon Tower, a ray of blue light flew out from the ninth floor and quickly fell towards the ground.
Wang Changsheng reached out and grabbed it, and a big blue hand suddenly appeared, grabbed the green light, and brought it back to Wang Changsheng.
When the green light faded, it was Wang Huashang. He had been on the ninth floor for a little more than a quarter of an hour, which was already very good.
Wang Huashang bowed to Wang Changsheng and the others, and said respectfully: "My grandson pays homage to our ancestors and two seniors."
Wang Ruyan flicked his finger, and a cyan porcelain bottle flew out and landed in front of Wang Huasheng.
"Hua Shang, take the Yunyuan Pill quickly and nurse yourself back to health. Don't damage your foundation."
Wang Ruyan said pleasantly, his concern clearly evident.
With Wang Huashang's qualifications, there is no problem for him to advance to the Danjie stage.
Wang Huashang thanked him, walked to the corner, and took the elixir to adjust his breath.
Zhang Wuchen smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, your Wang family is really full of talents. He must be the Fenglinggen monk!"
The Wang family and the Zhang family are related by marriage, so some things cannot be hidden from the Zhang family. Wang Huashang only uses wind-attribute magic weapons, so it is difficult for other clan members not to notice anything unusual.
"Mrs. Zhang is so ridiculous. How can our Wang family compare to your Zhang family? I heard that a member of your Zhang family has a spirit body. I wonder if you have brought him with him this time?"
A better qualification than spiritual roots is a spiritual body. If spiritual roots are one in a million, a spiritual body is one in a million. There may not be even one spiritual person among 10,000 immortal cultivators, which is enough to show how precious a spiritual person is. .
