Chapter 3100

Wang Hao once thought about organizing a team to find these sneak attacks and kill them one by one.

But the people sent by the opponent were all monks below the integration stage. He was somewhat famous at least, and he was also a person who cherished feathers. If he took action personally, he would be angry and angry, and he would be ridiculed.

Experiencing clan members cannot help them solve everything. This is also a test.

Moreover, if Wang Hao starts this way, the Sea Clan will follow the rules and start killing indiscriminately, and the Human Clan will suffer the consequences.

The Sea Tribe itself has a huge population, and the sea provides endless resources. Its own talents are also extraordinary, and masters emerge in endlessly.

If these people mess around unruly, the entire Qianyang world will fall into chaos.

The opponent's strategy is simple, and the Wang family's countermeasure is also very simple, which is to lure the snake out of its hole. If the opponent is not afraid of losses, then let the opponent keep losing money. Sooner or later, it will be unable to bear it.

After dozens of ambushes, the Wang family spent a lot of money, but the effect was remarkable. The opponent's team that sneaked into the rear to attack the army suffered heavy losses, and it was not enough to organize an attack on medium and large strongholds.

Maybe they felt that the move was ineffective, or maybe they thought that the effect of the strategy had been achieved. The Sea Tribe finally couldn't bear it anymore and tentatively fought a few battles with the coalition forces.

Neither side sent out any Mahayana monks. The battle was fierce, but it was just a lively fight. No one could defeat the other in a short period of time.

The war did not end as quickly as Wang Hao expected and was delayed.

This is actually normal. It is possible for such large-scale ethnic battles to last for hundreds or even thousands of years.

For this reason, Wang Hao had to change his plan and let the army take turns to rest, especially the Wang family monks. They could not focus on the war and had to improve themselves as soon as possible.

On the Black Earth Continent, in a large hall, Wang Hao was telling about his experiences related to understanding the spiritual realm. Ji Xiaotang, Cangyue Goddess and others listened carefully with different expressions.

Mahayana monks all understand the power of the spiritual realm. As one of the benefits, Wang Hao tells everyone the secret to understanding the spiritual realm from time to time.

Not only within the Wang family, Cangyue Goddess, Jiuli Holy Emperor and others often come to discuss it.

Holy Emperor Jiuli has his own understanding of the spiritual realm. Goddess Cangyue has been studying it for many years and has also gained some superficial understanding. By communicating with them, Wang Hao can also improve himself, although it is very limited.

"Everyone, that's it for this time. If you have any insights, please tell us and let's discuss it together."

After Wang Hao finished speaking, he looked at everyone.

"Wang Daoyou is so profound in Taoism, no wonder he can kill so many powerful enemies," Holy Emperor Jiuli complimented. In terms of age, Wang Hao is his junior, but his understanding of the spiritual realm really makes him admire.

Holy Emperor Jiuli has practiced Taoism for nearly 30,000 years and has spent more than 10,000 years in the spiritual realm, but he is not as good as Wang Hao. A few words from Wang Hao made him feel refreshed and enlightened.

"Fellow Taoist Ren is so complimentary. In these days, Wang has also learned a lot of good things from fellow Taoist Ren," Wang Hao responded with a smile.

Holy Emperor Jiuli nodded and was not too polite. Everyone communicated with each other to promote each other, not to take advantage of each other unilaterally. "Fellow Daoist Wang, Ren has some thoughts and plans to retreat for a period of time. He may not be able to take care of the war." ”

"It doesn't matter. With the lessons learned last time, the Sea Clan will not attack easily." Some time ago, the Sea Clan suddenly had a seizure and attacked the coalition forces in a large scale, losing troops and generals. Now it has retreated to the deep sea. There will be no major war in a short time. .

The construction work on the Black Earth Continent has not stopped during this period. Various buildings have risen from the ground, and the coalition forces who are taking turns to rest have a good enough environment to repair.

Mahayana monks like Wang Hao naturally want to occupy a unique peak and have a special place for retreat.

After sending Jiuli Shenghuang and others away, Ji Xiaotang said softly: "Husband, I also have some insights and plan to retreat for a while."

Ji Xiaotang has been studying the spiritual realm for some years, and has only recently gained some superficial understanding. She plans to strike while the iron is hot and stay in seclusion for a while.

Wang Hao nodded and was about to say something when He Hongshan walked in. She said excitedly: "Master, junior sister is approaching the Mahayana stage."

"Xin Rui?" Wang Hao looked surprised and asked uncertainly.

Compared with Yan Jingqiu, Song Xinrui is more talented but does not work hard enough. Although Song Xinrui is a senior sister, her cultivation has been suppressed by Yan Jingqiu.

Song Xinrui is Wang Hao's only spiritual disciple and the first spiritual monk in the Wang family. Wang Hao once had high hopes for her, but unfortunately she never fulfilled her talent.

"Well, it's Junior Sister Xinrui. Some time ago, she suddenly came to a realization and applied for seclusion. The disciples didn't expect that Junior Sister could cause lightning disaster so quickly."

Stanley Ho was also very surprised. She was naturally aware of Song Xinrui's situation. According to original expectations, it would be good for Song Xinrui to reach the Mahayana stage within a thousand years.

"Xinrui is a spiritual monk after all. A moment of enlightenment may surpass others' thousands of years of hard work," Ji Xiaotang sighed. She looked at Wang Hao and said in an admonishing tone, "Xinrui is not only my husband's disciple, but also ours." My daughter-in-law, your husband should go back and take a look."

Wang Hao nodded and said with a smile: "That's fine, Madam, go to retreat. I'll go over and have a look later. Xinrui has always been a fool, so he will definitely be fine."

Song Xinrui was originally just a maid from a family of cultivators, but now she is entering the Mahayana stage, and her life experience can be called magical.

Wang Hao asked He Hongshan to stay on the Black Earth Continent, and he took the teleportation array back to Sun Moon Island.

Wang Hao walked out of the teleportation hall and immediately noticed the violent fluctuations between heaven and earth. A dark cloud hung in the air, carrying a strong pressure.

Lin Youwei and Lin Youchu stood on a steep peak, their faces solemn.

Song Xinrui had passed the heart demon barrier and was experiencing the great thunder tribulation.

The rumbling sound of thunder was endless, and thick lightning pierced the sky and struck the peak below.

Song Xinrui stood on the top of the mountain, a heavy array curtain enveloped her. As the thunder continued to bombard, the spiritual light of the array curtain gradually dimmed.

The sound of thunder was endless, and the dazzling lightning illuminated half of the Sun and Moon Island, and the air waves were rolling.

A lightning flash appeared, and Lin Youwei and Lin Youchu were startled. Seeing that it was Wang Hao, they patted their chests in unison.

"It turned out to be my husband, I was scared," Lin Youchu glared at Wang Hao angrily.

"What's the situation?" Wang Hao looked at the calamity cloud in the distance and asked in a concentrated voice.

"Everything is fine. We have already passed most of the thunder tribulation. It depends on how the last round goes," Lin Youwei explained. The last round of Mahayana thunder tribulation usually changes. It is either a three-color thunder tribulation or a five-color thunder tribulation. The strongest is a nine-color thunder tribulation.

Generally, as long as it is not a seven-color thunder tribulation or a nine-color thunder tribulation, the Wang family cultivators can pass it safely.

As he spoke, a deafening roar sounded, and a thick seven-color lightning rushed out from the tribulation cloud and headed straight for Song Xinrui.

"Seven-color thunder tribulation?" Wang Hao was stunned at first, then he laughed, "It seems that Xinrui has a great opportunity."

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