Chapter 446: The Murong Family of Xiangyun Island

Dozens of third-level monsters appeared, the largest being an octopus with sixteen claws.

At the head of the octopus, stood a group of monks.

"Nine Lives Sanren, no matter how fast you escape, can you escape the pursuit of my Ten Thousand Beast Sect?"

The leader, an old man with a long beard who was in the late stage of Jindan, said coldly.

The Ten Thousand Beast Sect, could it be that these third-order monsters are the spiritual beasts they raised? Wang Hao was secretly shocked. There were five third-order high-grade spiritual beasts. How did the Ten Thousand Beast Sect cultivate them?

The yellow-clothed monk immediately said with grief and anger: "This is too much bullying. It was obviously your Ten Thousand Beast Sect who stole my spirit beast first. Fellow Daoist Zhang, these people are all thick-faced and evil-hearted people. You should leave quickly!"

After saying that, he flew between Wang Hao and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, assuming a posture to cover Wang Hao's retreat.

Wang Hao's face darkened, why are there people like this everywhere who want to divert trouble to the east? If the people of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect really believe it, or don't care about killing Wang Hao, a golden elixir monk, he and Wang Wuxin will be in trouble!

"Seniors, don't believe him. We just passed by and don't know him at all!" Wang Wuxin said bravely.

"Haha, Nine Lives Lottery, you still want to use tricks when you are about to die. No one can save you today!" The old man of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect shouted and offered three blue water beads.

The blue water droplets swelled in the wind and hit the Nine Lives Sanren with great force.

The Nine Ming Sanren took out a magic wand and started fighting with the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

Wang Hao wanted to leave, but a formation was set up around them, and they were all trapped inside. If he broke the formation forcibly, the people of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would definitely attack him, so he could only cope with the changes by staying the same!

Several people besieged one, and there were a large number of spiritual beasts to help. The Nine-Ming Sanren were no match, and were quickly claimed by the people of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. However, the Nine-Mings Sanren were so stubborn that they actually cut off their meridians and died at the last pass.

Once he died, naturally no one knew that Wang Hao had taken the spirit beast egg.

If Wang Hao handed it over at this time, it would be superfluous and lead to unpredictable results!

The old man from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect looked at Wang Hao and asked, "Where does this fellow Taoist come from and where is he going?"

"Wang Hao, I am a disciple of True Lord Yulang. I went to Murong's house to pay a visit!" Wang Hao replied. The Ye family's backers are not in vain.

Hearing Wang Hao's name, Sikouzhuo was stunned for a moment. Nine Lives Sanren called Wang Hao "Zhang Daoyou". Obviously, they didn't know Wang Hao. Wang Hao probably had nothing to do with this matter!

"Oh, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Wang. Fellow Daoist's name is so well-known! Fellow Daoist also went to Murong's house to celebrate his birthday. I hope you won't be offended by the arrest of the sect's key criminal this time, Kou Zhuo, the master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect! "Sikou Zhuo's expression softened and he said politely.

Wang Hao was stunned, "Congratulations on your birthday? Is there anyone in the Murong family celebrating their birthday?"

But it doesn't matter. Wang Hao nodded and took the opportunity to admit it, and said with a smile: "Yes, the master sent me to Murong's house to celebrate my birthday. Fellow Taoist Sikou, can you let me go?"

"Senior brother, these two people are acting strangely. Who happens to be here? We can't let him go easily. We must at least search his storage bag," a monk from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect said to Sikou Zhuo.

"He is a disciple of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and he is quite famous. We cannot arrest him without evidence. This time he went to pay homage to the Murong family. Do you want to offend two Nascent Soul forces at once? Anyway, he went to pay homage to the Murong family. The Nine Lives Lottery is dead and we have obtained the storage bag. Our mission has been completed. Whether we can find the things or not is none of our business!"

Another point is that Wang Hao is not a casual cultivator, but also has a family and business. If he is smart, he will never offend the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Among the Nascent Soul forces, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect can be ranked among the top five in strength, but it is not that good. provoke!

Sikouzhuo immediately waved the formation flag, released the formation, and said to Wang Hao: "Fellow Daoist Wang, please do it!"

"Thank you, Wang, take your leave!" Wang Hao thanked him with his hands in hand, secretly thinking that he was lucky.

The spirit boat flashed, and the next moment, it disappeared into the sky.

When the monks from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect could no longer be seen, Wang Wuxin patted his chest with lingering fear, and then said: "Uncle, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect seems to be looking for something very important!"

"How did you tell?"

"They are so big that they are really hunting down a casual cultivator. They are not just killing them to vent their anger, right?"

Wang Hao thought thoughtfully, something that could make a behemoth like the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect care must be extraordinary, and it could be that spirit beast egg, so he said: "This matter has nothing to do with us. These words are rotten in your stomach, so don't say them out. Bringing disaster to the family!"

"Well, uncle, I understand!" Wang Wuxin said seriously.

…

Murong's house on Xiangyun Island is decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and a patrol team composed of foundation-building monks from outside the island patrols back and forth.

In a month's time, the family ancestor, Murong Changfeng's 800th birthday will be here. Many forces came to celebrate his birthday, including nearly a hundred Jindan monks alone.

In order to prevent outsiders from causing trouble and accidentally entering forbidden areas, the patrol team usually patrols tens of thousands of miles away to guide the monks who come to celebrate their birthdays.

Murong Zixin is the leader of one of the patrol teams. They are a team of ten, wearing uniform blue-gray robes, with solemn and cautious expressions.

Murong Zixin's parents are not the main lineage of the Murong family. She achieved her current status entirely through her own efforts.

A big family is not as beautiful as others imagine. The salary of ordinary clan members is not high. If you want to learn the skills, you need to contribute points in exchange.

She only established the foundation when she was forty years old, but she has accumulated a lot of experience. Now she is less than eighty years old and is already a late-stage foundation-building monk. She is not much worse than those geniuses in the clan, so she gradually gained the attention of the family.

Three beams of light flew in the distance, and Murong Zixin hurriedly went to meet them.

After a conversation, he learned the other party's origin and purpose, and immediately sent a cultivator to lead the way: "Three, please follow me. There are many formations and restrictions near Xiangyun Island. Don't walk around, otherwise if something happens, don't blame my Murong family!"

The three nodded and followed the cultivators of the Murong family.

"This is the third wave today, right? This time, tens of thousands of cultivators will come for the ancestor's birthday! There must be hundreds of Jindan cultivators alone!"

A cultivator of the Murong family sighed.

"This is natural. In the South China Sea, there are only a few Yuanying cultivators? There are even fewer cultivators in the late Yuanying stage. Who dares not to give face to our ancestor on his birthday!" Another cultivator said as a matter of course!

"Stop talking, someone else is coming. Be serious, don't lose face for my Murong family!" Murong Zixin looked up and looked ahead, scolding!

The others immediately stopped talking, straightened their clothes, and stood in a row!

After a while, a black flying boat appeared in everyone's sight, and two handsome young men stood on the flying boat, they were Wang Hao and Wang Wuxin!

Seeing that the visitors were Jindan cultivators, Murong Zixin looked more serious and took the lead in saluting:

"Junior Murong Zixin, meet the senior, may I ask your name and where you are from?"

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