Wu Kingdom, Tianquan Mountains. In an underground cave, a huge white light curtain covered two huge red giant tigers inside.

Ten people from Wang Qingshan stood around the white light curtain, holding formation plates or formation flags in their hands with serious expressions.

In the lower left corner of the cave, there are more than a dozen blood-colored flowers about a foot tall. The petals are oval and emit bursts of fragrance.

Within the white light curtain, a large number of snowflakes fell from the air, and the ground was covered with thick snow.

Above the two giant red tigers, there was a huge dark cloud, and from time to time, huge pieces of hail fell out of the dark cloud and hit the two giant red tigers.

The two giant red tigers were scarred and sluggish.

One is a second-grade high-grade one, and one is a second-grade middle-grade one.

"Ho ho ho!"

The two giant red tigers roared almost at the same time, each spitting out an extremely thick red flame, which hit the white light screen. A large piece of red flame submerged most of the white light screen.

There were two deafening loud noises, and the ground shook violently. A tribesman was unable to react, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell to the ground.

"Qingshan, the formation can no longer hold up. These two beasts are fighting for their lives. The second-level mid-level formation may not be able to stop them."

Wang Changhao frowned and said, his eyes full of worry.

Although he has a high seniority, his strength is far inferior to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan wore a green gown and carried a four-foot-long green sword box on his back. Several emerald green bamboos were carved on the sword box.

They have been hunting monsters for many years, and most of their clan members have been killed or injured. Their cultivation has improved, and their weapons have become better.

"Qing Jun, you set up a defensive formation, Uncle Shiba and I will deal with these two evil beasts."

Wang Qingshan ordered.

Wang Qingjun responded and took out a palm-sized yellow formation disk. The other seven tribesmen put away the formation flags in their hands, and each took out a yellow formation flag. After injecting mana, the flag brightened, and yellow lights emanated from the yellow formation flag.

It flew out and turned into a yellow light curtain several feet long, covering all of them.

At the same time, the white light curtain disappeared and the dark clouds also dispersed.

The two giant red tigers kicked their legs, jumped up, and rushed towards Wang Qingshan and others.

Wang Qingshan's eyes turned cold, he pinched the magic weapon and shouted in a low voice: "Unsheath it."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of swords, and nine two-foot-long cyan flying swords flew out of the sword box one after another, floating above the yellow light curtain.

Each green flying sword is a medium-grade magical weapon, with a green bamboo pattern engraved on the hilt.

Wang Qingshan pinched his sword skills, and the nine green flying swords swayed at the same time, making bursts of harsh sword sounds. In a blur, they turned into hundreds of green flying swords, rushing towards the two giant red tigers.

He raised his hand again, and a golden metal ball flew out, transforming into a golden-armored guard more than two feet tall. The golden-armored guard held a huge mace in his hand.

Two giant red tigers pounced at the feet of the golden-armored guard, opened their bloody mouths, and bit into his legs.

There was a "clang" sound of metal colliding, and the two giant red tigers failed to hurt the golden-armored guards.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Changhao took out a short blue ruler and hit it with a spell. The blue ruler divided one into two, two into four, and four into eight...

Soon, hundreds of blue short rulers appeared, rushing to attack the two giant red tigers.

The golden-armored guard waved the mace in his hand and struck it at the giant red tiger at his feet.

The two giant red tigers quickly let go to avoid the attack of the golden-armored guards.

Before they could run far, the golden-armored guard stamped his right foot on the ground, and an irresistible gravity emerged out of thin air. They only felt their bodies tighten and it was difficult to move a step.

Gravity.

Not long after, gravity disappeared, and a golden mace fell from the sky and hit a giant red tiger on the head.

"Boom!"

The giant red tiger's head was smashed into pieces by the golden mace, and the red and white stuff flowed all over the floor.

At the same time, hundreds of blue short rulers were fired at the other giant red tiger one after another, but failed to kill the monster. The giant red tiger was also scarred and bleeding.

Hundreds of cyan flying swords were fired at them, and the giant red tiger hurriedly opened its mouth and spit out a giant fireball to meet them.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and the giant fireball was smashed into pieces. Hundreds of green flying swords quickly gathered together, and in a burst of dazzling green light, they turned into a three-foot-long blue giant sword, exuding a wave of

Terrifying aura.

"Giant swordsmanship, cut it for me."

Wang Qingshan shouted coldly, pinched his spell, and slashed the giant green sword towards the giant red tiger.

The giant red tiger wanted to avoid it, but a burst of yellow light suddenly lit up on the ground. Its body tightened and it was difficult to move a step.

With a shrill scream, the scarred giant red tiger was cut in half by the giant green sword, and it was too dead to die.

If they had not used formations to consume most of the demon power of the two second-level demon tigers, even with the help of the second-level high-grade puppet beasts, they would not have been able to kill the two second-level demon tigers so easily.

"Recover the sheath."

With a pinch of Wang Qingshan's sword skills, the giant green sword turned into green flying swords and flew back to the sword box behind him one after another.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qingjun and others' faces were full of admiration.

"Hurry up and get rid of the corpses of the monsters and collect the elixirs. We have to go back. In a few days, the auction will be held."

Wang Changhao put away the magic weapon and urged.

Wang Qingjun responded, removed the formation, and walked towards the corpse of the monster and the elixir respectively.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Qingshan and his party walked out of the cave, sat on a green flying boat, and flew towards Tianquan Mountain.

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Wei State, Bailong Valley.

The news of the large-scale auction held by Tianbingmen has long spread to several surrounding countries, and a large number of immortal cultivators poured into White Dragon Valley.

Qingliantang, a weapons store opened by the Wang family.

The shop was crowded with customers, most of whom were foundation-building monks.

Wang Qingqing was holding a palm-sized red conch in her hand and was introducing something to the guests.

"Everyone, please take a look. This Fire Cloud Snail is a medium-grade magic weapon. Not only is it small, it is also very powerful."

While introducing, Wang Qingqing put the Fire Cloud Conch to her mouth, blew it gently, a deep horn sound sounded, a large red flame flew out of the red conch, and the temperature in the room suddenly increased.

"This kind of magic weapon is in short supply in the South China Sea. Our Wang family also spent a lot of effort to get it. In addition to releasing flames to attack the enemy, it also has sonic attacks. If you don't like offensive magic weapons, there are defensive magic weapons.

Yes."

She put away the red conch and took out a blue conch of the same size.

"Defense weapon blue moon snail."

She put the blue conch to her mouth and blew it, and a blue bubble flew out of it. The bubble quickly grew and covered her whole body.

Wang Changyue took out a cyan flying knife and struck it on the blue bubble. The blue bubble dented and soon returned to normal.

Wang Qingqing put away the blue conch, took out a string of beads, and said with a smile: "This string of beads is a storage magic weapon, and it is also a hot commodity in the South China Sea. One string of storage beads is equivalent to five storage bags. Wear it in

Not only is it convenient on hand, it can store more things, but the quantity is limited, so fellow Taoists, don’t miss it.”

The magical artifacts Wang Mingren brought back are all unique to the South China Sea and are relatively rare in the Eastern Wasteland.

Wang Qingqing and Wang Changyue personally demonstrated how to use the magic weapon. Because the style of the magic weapon is rare, it attracted many immortal cultivators.

"I want a string of storage beads."

"I want two fire cloud snails."
Chapter completed!