Chapter 788 Gift
"No, it's a third-level monster. Come closer and let's leave!"
The young man's face changed drastically and he shouted!
But except for himself, the rest of their group were monks in the Qi Refining Stage. They had long been frightened by the scene in front of them and had no time to escape!
Just when they looked desperate, an attack suddenly hit the wind pillar, a tragic wail sounded, and a large amount of red blood was blown out by the strong wind!
"Uncle Seventeen, it seems that someone is hunting this monster!" The young man pointed out his hand, a look of joy flashed on his face!
"What are you still doing? Why don't you quickly support the formation!" Young Ji Zhu shouted loudly. If they were affected by the fighting between the Jindan monks and the third-level monsters, they would be dead. These Qi Refining tribesmen don't understand the fighting skills of high-level monks. It's so powerful, but he knows it!
A red light flew from the sky, and a huge fire dragon rushed towards the wind pillar!
The fire dragon continued to circle around the wind pillar, and a large amount of water vapor was evaporated. The hot temperature of the fire dragon could be felt from a distance, and thick fog soon rose on the sea!
The disciples of the Wang family branch on the beach took a breath of cold air in unison, with shock on their faces.
Now, they couldn't understand that this third-level monster was clearly running for its life and was being chased here!
"This spell?" The young man Zhuji was slightly startled, feeling that the fire dragon looked a little familiar!
Before he could figure it out, the red light in the sky suddenly flashed and turned into nine figures, holding a giant sword and slashing at the wind pillar from nine directions!
This time, the young man Zhuji immediately recognized him, and his face lit up: "Shadow Splitting Technique, this is the ancestor of my Wang family's golden elixir!"
The other Qi Practitioners also looked happy. If they were other Jindan monks, they might be in danger if they stayed here. But now it's fine. It's their ancestors who are hunting monsters.
An eardrum-piercing sound broke through the air, and nine figures seemed to merge with the giant sword, piercing the wind pillar fiercely!
Boom!
A shrill roar sounded, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and a large area of sea water was dyed blood red!
A blue whale lies on the sea, with scars all over its body and a big hole in its head!
The sea surface fluctuated, and a huge crocodile floated up from the bottom of the sea. Two men and a woman stood on it. The two of them were vaguely similar.
The figure in the sky also escaped on the crocodile's back. It was a beautiful woman in a white dress with red edges!
They all had a golden gourd embroidered on their sleeves!
These four people are Wang Wuyan, Wang Wuqing, Wang Wuheng, and Fengkai!
The four of them are all golden elixir cultivators. Among them, Wang Wuyan has seven levels of golden elixir, Wang Wuqing and Fengkai have three levels of golden elixir, and Wang Wuheng has only one level of golden elixir!
They were preparing a gift for Wang Hao this time. They received information that a third-level high-grade storm whale appeared in the Sea of Ten Thousand Calamities. Wind-type monsters are extremely rare in the sea, and wind-type monster pills are even more precious. They knew that Wang Hao had Two wind spirit insects want to capture this storm whale and offer the demon elixir!
Dare to touch the third-order high-grade monsters, not only because they have Wang Wuyan, a master of the late Jindan period, but also because they have several third-order puppets and several third-order spiritual beasts in their hands!
Wang Wuheng and Wang Wuqing also have various methods left by Wang Hao and Ji Xiaotang, which are also the source of their confidence!
Seeing the rotten bone crocodile, the young man on the island was suddenly enlightened, and told the tribesmen behind him: "The rotten bone crocodile is the spiritual beast of ancestor Wu Qing, and the father of ancestor Wu Qing is ancestor Wenhao. Please be more respectful later. , don’t neglect it!”
He clicked on the array disk, opened the large array, bowed and shouted: "King Xijing of Feiyu Island pays homage to the four ancestors!"
More than a dozen Qi Refining clan members also shouted: "I have met four ancestors!"
Wang Wuqing and the other four swept through the crowd and understood that they were also here to hunt monsters: "All the low-level monsters here have been alarmed by this evil beast. There are not many monsters nearby. You can go elsewhere or go back!"
"Thank you, ancestor, for reminding me. We have gained a lot and are planning to go back!" Wang Xijing replied.
"That's just right. We have to go back later. Just wait a moment and I'll take you on a ride!"
Everyone thanked them again, but Wang Wuqing didn't pay much attention to them.
With his feet a little lower, he and the three of them flew into the air, letting the Rotting Bone Crocodile drag the Storm Whale to the beach and start disposing of the body!
Wang Wuyan took out a long red sword, swung a few rays of sword light, and cut the storm whale into several pieces.
After greeting the members of the Wang family branch, they started to get busy!
They don't want some scraps, but they are also rare treasures for the people in the Qi refining stage!
The rich water does not flow to outsiders' fields. Since there are tribesmen here, they will not just throw it away here!
Everyone worked together and quickly removed the corpse.
When taking the demon elixir, Wang Wuqing found a fist-sized white stone next to the demon elixir of the Storm Whale, and she suddenly looked puzzled!
"Hey, what is this? There can't be two demon pills!"
There is a faint whirlwind on the white stone, which is very strange!
The four of them observed for a while, and Fengkai said uncertainly: "Could this be a wind gathering stone? I have read a book that said that wind monsters of level three or above may have wind gathering stones in their bodies. It’s rare, even hundreds of wind monsters may not have one!”
Wang Wuqing's eyes lit up and she smiled happily, "The Wind Gathering Stone is a rare treasure. It's just a gift for my father!"
Wang Wuyan nodded: "Well, I remember that Fifth Uncle likes this kind of weird spiritual materials the most. We have been out for a long time, and there are still many things to be busy with in the clan. Let's go back now!"
The others nodded, and Wang Wuqing summoned the bone-rotting crocodile. Everyone jumped on its back. The bone-rotting crocodile roared and swam away quickly!
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In a blink of an eye, four months passed. During this period, cultivators continued to gather on Golden Turtle Island, including clansmen from other family settlements and guests from outside!
The Yuanying Ceremony was approaching, and there were more and more guests. In order to prevent people from accidentally entering and making trouble, the Wang family sent a large number of cultivators to patrol nearby and guide the guests to the island.
Wang Zhengjie was one of them. He was a descendant of Wang Yanzhao's lineage. He was now eighty years old and had the strength of the sixth level of foundation building!
He rode on the back of a red flamingo, and there were four Wang family cultivators with him!
The youngest one was called Wang Xining. He had just established his foundation and patrolled for several hours every day. For him, it was a bit tiring!
He said in a complaining tone: "Uncle Jiu, let's take a break. We have been patrolling for four hours today!"
Wang Zhengjie frowned and scolded with a stern face: "You are complaining about just lying on the back of a spirit beast for patrolling? Don't you know what kind of life my Wang family has lived for decades? Now that the ancestor has formed a baby, it is the time to be proud. Cheer up. It's not decent for the guests to see you look listless?"
Another Wang family cultivator also advised: "Yes, Xiaoning, hold on a little longer. After the baby forming ceremony, there will be plenty of time for you to rest!"