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Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapter Wang Mingren's plan

"By the way, Yunhai Sect and Black Flame Palace are uniting to deal with the Wang family. Could it be that Crocodile Island is causing trouble? There won't be another powerful enemy coming!"

Lin Yuzong frowned and said, if Crocodile Island was behind this, it might be Crocodile Island plotting against the Zhang family. To deal with the Zhang family, the Wang family's stronghold must be eradicated.

Zhang Wuchen shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, but after so many years of recuperation, if we have a third Nascent Soul cultivator, if Crocodile Island doesn't take action, I will do it. Speaking of which, this is already the third Nascent Soul cultivator to hit the Nascent Soul stage.

The first two tribesmen have failed, I hope this tribesman can succeed."

The thunder continued, and a large silver thunder light flooded the valley.

After a cup of tea, the thunderclouds dispersed and the five-colored glow in the sky disappeared.

Zhang Wuchen and Lin Yuzong turned into two rays of light and flew towards the valley. A tall and thin middle-aged man stood among a pile of rubble with a very excited expression.

"My grandson has met his ancestors."

When the middle-aged man saw Zhang Wuchen and the others, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"No need to be polite, you have entered the Nascent Soul stage, so these red tapes will be dispensed with! Our Zhang family finally has a third Nascent Soul monk. You have just given birth to a baby, so you need to practice for a while to consolidate your cultivation."

Zhang Wuchen said cheerfully.

The middle-aged man nodded and agreed.

Silver Snake Island, the meeting hall, Wang Qingling and many other Wang family monks gathered together, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.

Black Flame Palace spent two pill-forming spiritual objects and a large amount of property to redeem the pill-forming monk captured by Wang Qingling.

During this period, the Wang family united with two Danjie-stage forces to attack Yunhai Sect and other affiliated forces on Crocodile Island, plundering a large amount of immortal cultivation resources and population.

With the strength of the Wang family, it is impossible to continue fighting, so Wang Qingling plans to stop here, digest the resources for cultivating immortals, and use time to slowly assimilate the foreign cultivators.

They have recruited more than 500 immortal cultivators, including casual cultivators, cultivating families, and disciples of cultivating sects. Not counting the manpower of the Intelligence Hall, the number of immortal cultivators in the Wang family on Silver Snake Island has reached more than 1,700. I think

It will take at least several years to assimilate monks with foreign surnames. These people temporarily surrender to the Wang family, but they do not have much sense of belonging to the Wang family. If they continue to fight, these people will threaten the safety of the Wang family at any time.

In this battle, more than 200 immortal cultivators of the Wang family were killed or injured. Some members of the clan performed well. Wang Jiyun performed best. With her sharp sword control skills, she killed dozens of foundation-building cultivators, followed by Wang Rongting, Wang Rongxiang and Wang Rongfei.

Among the three of them, Wang Ruyan always gave them guidance. They were good at combined attacks.

Wang Qingling's eyes quickly passed over the clan members present, and said with a smile: "Yunhai Sect has sued for peace. We have absorbed too many foreign monks. It is not suitable to continue the war. Let's stop the war. We need to rest for a period of time, digest the obtained immortal cultivation resources, and cultivate more

Some foundation-building monks, Qiu Hong, I will leave this matter to you, Eighth Sister, there is no problem on your side!"

Wang Qingqing shook her head and said: "There is no problem. Black Flame Palace sent people to negotiate with me. I scolded them severely. The Yunhai Sect's disciples did not suffer many casualties, but the affiliated forces were severely damaged and some bad things happened.

Sound, I've finished processing it, I'm ready

Arrange for our clansmen to attack the core formation stage. The strength of Yunhai Sect cannot be too weak, otherwise it will not be enough to fight against the Wang family. You must also be careful, especially Tenth Sister. This time you stole the show. You injured the Golden Python Master.

, pay more attention, this old guy will definitely retaliate."

Master Jin Python is the sect master of Jin Yue Sect, with the sixth level of alchemy. Wang Qingling fought with Master Jin Python and drove the ice wind dragon to injure Master Jin Python. The ice wind dragon was also injured.

"Hmph, if my cultivation level hadn't been too low, he might not have been able to escape. If Brother Qi was here, I would have destroyed the Jin Yue Sect. He actually injured Xiao Bai."

Wang Qingling said fiercely that if the Ice Wind Jiao dies, she herself will also be affected.

"Anyway, we have plundered a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals this time, and we have also mastered a Hanyue Stone mine. We really need to cultivate for a period of time. The number of clan members is too small, and foreign cultivators are always a hidden danger. Brother, leave this matter to us.

You are."

Wang Qiuming looked at Wang Qiuhong and said with a smile.

"No problem, you can practice with peace of mind! Leave these trivial matters to me."

Wang Qiuhong patted his chest and agreed. He would encourage his people to have more children without Wang Qiuming's reminder. Wang Mingren had already warned the family, so he naturally had to take countermeasures.

They left one after another and performed their duties.

Wang Qingling returned to Bailing Valley. The Ice Wind Jiao was lying on the ground, its abdomen was wrapped in circles of white gauze, and many scales fell off its tail. Its aura was a little sluggish.

"Xiaobai, does it still hurt?"

Wang Qingling walked to the Bingfeng Jiao and carefully touched its abdomen.

The ice wind dragon let out a strange roar and lowered its head.

"I caught some of your favorite Xuanbing fish demons. Eat more and heal your injuries as soon as possible. Next time I meet Master Golden Python, I will peel off his skin."

Wang Qingling waved her fist and said viciously. With a flick of her wrist, more than a dozen white fish demons about ten feet long flew out from the spirit beast beads. They were not dead yet and were jumping around.

The ice wind dragon opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a large piece of white cold air, freezing the fish monsters. It wrapped its tongue around the fish monsters and flew them back to its mouth. It chewed a few times and swallowed, with a look of pleasure in its eyes.

The tail flicked back and forth.

It is an ice spiritual beast and likes to eat ice monsters and spiritual objects.

It stuck out its tongue and licked Wang Qingling's palm affectionately.

"You have a good rest, I'll send someone to catch more Black Ice Fish Demons for you."

Wang Qingling touched the Ice Wind Jiao's head lovingly and comforted her.

After saying this, Wang Qingling walked towards the green attic not far away,

During this battle, Wang Qingling got some resources for cultivating immortals. She planned to practice in seclusion for a period of time and strive to improve her cultivation to the fourth level of pill formation.

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Coral waters, White Sand Island.

Deep in the mine, Wang Qingshan used seven green flying swords to slash at the stone wall glowing with yellow light. The flying swords struck the stone wall, making a dull sound of gold and iron clashing.

During this time, he mined a lot of black jade ore.

A deep horn sound sounded, Wang Qingshan took out a blue conch and inserted a magic formula. Soon, Wang Mingren's voice suddenly sounded: "Qingshan, come to the conference hall. I have something to discuss with you."

"I understand, Uncle Akihito, I'll be there right away."

Not long after, Wang Qingshan came to the meeting hall, and Su Bingbing and others were also there.

"What happened? Uncle Akihito?"

"I plan to attack Xuanlingmen, and I want to ask your opinion."

Shou Dao didn't have much merit, but Wang Mingren tasted the benefits. He planned to attack Xuanling Gate. If he could capture Xuanling Gate, it would definitely be a great achievement.

After Wang Qingshan joined the war, he killed five alchemy monks one after another. He was very powerful. Wang Mingren hoped that Wang Qingshan would go with him to have greater confidence.

"Attack Xuanling Gate? Is this what Master Liu meant?"

Wang Qingshan frowned, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

The main altar of Xuanling Sect and Baisha Island are hundreds of thousands of miles apart. It is easy for people to make dumplings when traveling long distances. It is a mess outside. He does not want to run around. The most important thing is that he does not think that he is invincible at the same level.

, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.
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