Chapter 827 Millennium Spiritual Milk and Crow Bird
He inherited his father's legacy from his father, and he consulted Wang Qingling on the art of controlling spirits, and Wang Qingling gave him a lot of pertinent suggestions.
"It's getting late, I won't play with you anymore."
Wang Xiansheng muttered to himself, and with a pinch of the magic formula, the three red flying swords collapsed and turned into hundreds of palm-sized golden-spotted fire bugs that pounced on hundreds of black bees.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, all the black bees were wiped out by the golden-spotted worm.
Wang Xiansheng put away the golden-spotted fire bug, put the hive into the storage bead, and released a giant cyan tiger about ten feet tall. The giant cyan tiger had a pair of huge cyan wings on its back.
He released a sensor bead and inserted a magic formula. The sensor bead's light swelled and flew high into the sky.
He jumped on the back of the giant cyan tiger and gently touched its head. The giant cyan tiger roared, spread its wings, and chased after the sensor bead.
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On an endless grassland, four monks from the Wang family gathered together. They worked together to hold up a thick cyan light curtain, and hundreds of cyan demon wolves surrounded them.
The ground was full of pits, and a bloody corpse lay not far away.
Luck is also a part of strength. A tribesman was unlucky and encountered hundreds of demon wolves. He was unable to defeat four people with his fists, and unfortunately died at the hands of the demon wolves.
"Decide quickly, don't delay."
The middle-aged man in the lead took out three green flying swords and slashed at the green demonic wolf.
This group of demon wolves are all first-level demon wolves. Their individual strength is not strong, but their numbers are sufficient. Unfortunately, they encountered four sword cultivators.
There was a crisp sound of swords, and more than a dozen flying swords were rampaging among the wolves. Wherever the flying swords passed, demon wolves fell to the ground, their bodies cut into multiple pieces, and the grass was dyed blood red.
Ouch!
A burst of wolf howling sounded, and the blue demon wolves opened their mouths and spit out a stream of green wind blades. The dense green wind blades shot out from all directions.
The four of them pinched their swords at the same time, the swords screamed loudly, and colorful sword energy flew out from the flying swords, facing the cyan wind blade.
"Deploy the Small Four Elephant Sword Formation."
The middle-aged man at the head shouted loudly and pinched his sword.
Soon, more than a dozen flying swords surrounded hundreds of cyan demon wolves, and a large piece of sword energy swept out from the flying swords and slashed at the cyan demon wolf.
A series of screams sounded, and one by one the blue demon wolves fell to the ground, no one was spared.
"With so many monster wolf corpses, we've made a fortune."
"This is just a small head. Peel off the skin of the first-level high-grade demon wolf and forget about the rest. It's a pity that the fifteenth brother was unlucky and encountered hundreds of demon wolves. I don't know why he didn't crush the second-level talisman and escape."
They searched the belongings of the deceased tribesmen and checked the belongings in the storage beads. They were surprised to find that all the escape talismans were used up. It seemed that this tribesman encountered a very powerful monster in his life, maybe a second-level monster. beast.
A huge roar suddenly came from a hidden cave, the ground shook, and a small earth bag bulged on the ground and moved quickly.
With a clear cry, a huge red vulture flew out of the cave. Judging from its aura, it was obviously a second-level demon bird, equivalent to a foundation-building monk.
The red vulture flapped its wings and chased the dirt bag.
It flapped its wings fiercely and released dozens of fist-sized red fireballs, which hit the dirt bag.
Boom!
The rolling flames submerged the earth bag, and the earth bag stopped moving.
After a while, the flames dissipated, and a huge pit several feet wide appeared on the ground. There was a lot of heat in the pit, but there was nothing else.
Seeing this, the red vulture flapped its wings and flew back to the cave.
A bag of earth bulged out from the ground again, and it moved quickly towards the bamboo forest not far away.
Not long after, the bag stopped, and a huge yellow pangolin emerged from the ground. A crack suddenly appeared in the belly of the yellow pangolin, and it opened. Two men in their thirties walked out of it. , one of the men was tall and looked shrewd.
Wang Xianbin, one of the five sons of Qinglian, is good at the art of trap puppets. He is a descendant of Wang Changhao.
"I didn't expect that there are second-order demon birds here, and I don't know what happened to the other tribesmen. We have to join them as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we encounter second-order demon birds again, we may not be able to escape. 1"
Wang Xianbing said to himself, with a look of fear on his face.
At this moment, a huge roar came from high in the sky.
The two of them looked high in the sky and saw streaks of cyan aura appearing in the sky. More than a dozen auras exploded one after another and turned into a huge cyan lotus.
According to the agreement, if an important treasure is discovered, the clan members can be summoned with a special mark.
"Some tribesmen have discovered important treasures, please join them quickly."
Wang Xianbin said excitedly, and the two of them got back into the pangolin puppet beast. The pangolin puppet beast shrank into a ball and rolled forward quickly, very fast.
Outside a narrow valley, Wang Jizhen stood outside the valley, looking a little excited. Next to her, stood a man and a woman, both of whom looked very excited.
"Thousand-year-old spiritual milk. I didn't expect that there is a thousand-year spiritual milk in this place. Unfortunately, there are three second-level crows, which we cannot deal with with our strength alone."
"Don't worry, my aunt has already issued the Qinglian Order. I believe someone from the tribe will be here soon."
After a cup of tea, a rumbling sound came from the ground, and a huge yellow ball rolled from a distance at an extremely fast speed.
Not long after, the yellow ball stopped and turned into a huge pangolin. A small door appeared in its belly, and Wang Xianbin and the others got out.
"Xianju, you're here, are it just the two of you?"
Wang Jijun asked with a smile,
"It's just the two of us. The other tribesmen don't know where we are or how big the secret realm is. The induction beads haven't responded. If you hadn't issued the Green Lotus Order, we wouldn't have been able to join you! What treasures have been found? You want to use it? Qinglian Order?"
Wang Xianju asked curiously. With Wang Jiyun's strength, even if she encountered a second-level monster, she would not ask her tribe for help unless the monster was very strong.
"Thousand-year-old spirit milk, but there are three second-level crows. We cannot kill them with our strength, so we have to trigger the Green Lotus Order and ask you to come and help."
Wang Jijun opened his mouth to explain, his face solemn.
The crow has a trace of fire phoenix blood and is considered a relatively powerful spiritual bird. Unexpectedly, I encountered three crows here.
"What? Wuque, this time I came to the secret realm at the right time. I am missing a spiritual bird!"
A somewhat bold voice suddenly sounded, and a huge cyan tiger rushed towards here quickly. Wang Xiansheng sat on the back of the tiger chasing the wind, looking excited.
He has spirit insects and beasts, but what is missing is spirit birds. Ordinary spirit birds cannot enter his eyes. After all, he is not a casual cultivator. He is a single descendant of the fifth generation. His ancestors left him a large sum of merit points and property. Only then can he have the financial resources to raise spiritual beasts, birds, and insects. Most people can just maintain their own cultivation. How can they be as wealthy as him and raise spiritual beasts, insects, and birds?
