The monks who surrounded them were all the backbone of the three families. If it weren't for Wang Dong's secrets about Langhuan's blessed land, the ancestors of several families would not have ignored morality so much, and almost took advantage of the promise.i^

Hua Tianxi immediately discovered these people, but snorted coldly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Are you besieging him? I wonder how many late-stage monks in these four major families can be consumed as cannon fodder?

"It's so infuriating. The four major families in Miluo City are so shameless. So many people take action together. Even if Wang Dong comes to earth, how can he resist it?"

Lin Xiao looked angry and looked at Lin Yun and said, "What should we do?"

"Look at the situation first. Brother Wang's strength seems to have not been fully demonstrated." Lin Yun frowned. His strength was too low. Even with his brother, he could not even compete with the other party, which would make Brother Wang distracted and take care of him. If it weren't for a crisis, it would be better for him not to take action.

Guo Qizhu's eyes looked uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but his hands were holding something. Hua Tianxi's eyes seemed to be able to see through the sky and shook his head slightly at him.

Wang Dong stood in the center, looking at the magic weapons that had fallen down, but he was completely fearless. He laughed out loud, and his whole body jumped up like a dragon, his fists glowed with red light, and he headed towards the string of Buddhist beads flying in front.

The Buddhist beads were shining with starlight, shining brightly, with extremely terrifying power. The monk's face was ferocious and his spiritual power was activated. The Buddhist beads suddenly spread and flocked towards Wang Dong's body.

Wang Dong sneered, his fingers suddenly popped out, and he bumped into the Buddhist beads. The light on the Buddhist beads seemed to dim in an instant, then suddenly exploded and fell in all directions. His spiritual power was lost, completely shattered, and turned into a pile of waste.

"What!" The monk in the late stage of foundation building was shocked. His Buddhist bead was extremely hard and could almost be regarded as a medium-grade spiritual weapon. He did a lot of things for the Shangguan family after he advanced to the late stage of foundation building. The gift from Shangguan ancestor was actually bombarded into pieces?

"The pearl of rice grains, dares to compete for bright lights in the bright moon. i^ Today I will make a big fuss in Miluo City. Let's see who dares to stop me."

Wang Dong laughed out loud. He had already understood that everything was based on strong strength. His time was tight, and he could only improve his strength as quickly as possible by fighting.

"Arrogant!" The other monks all controlled the magic weapon and attacked Wang Dong. The light was shining brightly, and the world changed its color. Wang Dong was not afraid, his fists were shining red, and each fist carried the supreme power of heaven, hitting the treasures one by one, directly killing them, and landing on the ground.

"Now it's my turn!"

Wang Dong let out a long roar, and a flying sword hung high, emitting dazzling light, just like a sun, with a golden light set. Even the golden elixir monks couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly, and the monks next to them couldn't help but release the magic weapons around them to protect themselves to resist the sharp sword intent.

"cut!"

Wang Dong's Fiery Sky Burning Sword was used, and the flying sword turned into countless golden small swords. All the flying generals went out and headed towards the cages of cultivators who had lost their magic weapons. The few were shocked. As Wang Dong's target of attack, they could even feel the supreme murderous intent contained in the flying sword.

"Fight!"

Several people looked at each other and threw out all the spiritual weapons on their bodies, trying to stop these golden swords.

The golden sword looked like a swimming fish, or a sharp edge. It instantly captured several people, invincible and stirred up the storm from all directions.

All these monks’ magic weapons were produced, a string of iron locks spread across the sky, and a seven-story pagoda appeared in the world, protecting the surrounding space under it.

These magic weapons seem extremely powerful, but under the golden sword breaking through the air, they are all cut into pieces and become scrap iron.

Those people wanted to retreat, but the golden sword was extremely fast and directly pierced through the bodies of these people and killed them.

At this moment, the three Jindan ancestors couldn't hold their faces on their faces. Several of them tried their best to let seven late-stage foundation cultivators besieged Wang Dong, the middle-stage foundation building, but they were all killed by him. If this is spread, the reputation of the three families is probably going to be the lowest...

"Who else? I'll kill you if you dare!"

Wang Dong took in all the storage bags of these people. Although the flies are small, they are still meat and cannot be wasted.

Hua Tianxi had a smile on his lips. Sure enough, those monks with adventures and great opportunities were no match for Wang Dong, let alone these monks with no characteristics. I think after this, most of the backbone of Miluo City had been killed or injured.

"Brother Wang is awesome!"

Lin Yun couldn't help but exclaim. Wang Dong was really a mystery. Every time he thought he had fully understood him, he gave people a huge surprise.

However, for the big families in Miluo City, this is a humiliation...

Murong De's eyes flashed. Brother Wang was too fierce. I thought that he had dared to attack him at the beginning. He had never died. Fortunately, the third sister and him had some chance. Otherwise, there would be more corpses of the Murong family's cultivators here. I don't know why the ancestor was thinking...

"Hmph, this guy is very rampant. Today is the day when I choose disciples in Miluo City. You are making trouble in Miluo City. Wouldn't you take several major sects seriously?"

A cold snorted, and Wang Dong's chest seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He couldn't help but rush up blood, but he forced himself to swallow it back.

I saw a monk floating in the air, his expression was indifferent, his body was shining with no luster, and his clothes were extremely simple. But seeing the momentum that was even more terrifying than the power of several ancestors, Wang Dong's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

The real person of the Nascent Soul!

A trace of solemnity flashed in Hua Tianxi's eyes, and bowed to the monk, and sang: "I am the Supreme Demon Sect Hua Tianxi. How dare you ask which person is from the Great Riming King Sect?"

The cultivator glanced at Hua Tianxi indifferently. For many small and medium-sized sects, the Supreme Demon Sect can only make friends and not offend them. But for the Dariming King Sect, the sect has its own weapon refining master, so the Supreme Demon Sect is also optional to them.

Hua Tianxi's face looked very bad, and the other party ignored him at all. It was obvious that he did not have the ability to take him more. I think even if the sect leader came, the other party would not take it seriously at all.

But it is no wonder that the Nascent Soul Stage is the real backbone of the cultivation world. Apart from the god-transforming cultivator who is rare in hundreds of years, only the Nascent Soul Stage Real People have the strongest combat power...

Wang Dong was captured by this pressure, and his whole body seemed to be suppressed and could not move at all. The voice of Xiaomutu sounded: "Master, do you want to enter the Temple of God? Even if you cannot drive it, this little Nascent Soul monk can't move at all."

Wang Dong shook his head secretly. The Temple of Gods could not be exposed easily. Once others knew that he had such a divine object, he might not only be the Nascent Soul monks, but even those powerful God-Transforming Venerables would have greed.

This thing can only be the last way to save one's life, and it cannot be displayed until the crisis is at the critical moment.

"Haha, Liuyun Zhenren, why are you getting less and less successful as you grow? Let go of those little babies and check in with me."

A frivolous voice sounded, and a man appeared out of thin air in the sky. Although the robe was flowing brightly and looked extremely powerful, it felt extremely strange when worn on him.

The Liuyun Zhenren also showed a bit of solemnity on his face, and he sneered: "Chinlong, what are the Qing Demon Sect doing in Miluo City?"

The Red Dragon Master laughed: "What, I'm sorry, you, the King of Dariming, will you not allow me to recruit disciples?"

True Man Liuyun snorted coldly: "Who would be willing to join in the evil way?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dong's voice suddenly rang: "I do!"

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Chapter completed!