Her eyes fell on the four flying swords with dim light, and she said, "This is a good trophy, which can prove our merit."
No body of Wang Lihe was left behind, only four blue flying swords were left behind.
"Prove your merits? Humph, are you worthy?"
A cold and ruthless man's voice sounded, and Duan Tongtian, Dong Xueli, Wang Qingfeng, and Wang Yibing flew out from the depths of the mountain range.
Wang Ruyan refined a total of four Tiangang Divine Thunder Talismans, two of which were stored in the family treasury as a treasure, and one each for Wang Yidao and Wang Qingfeng.
Wang Qingfeng used the Tiangang Divine Thunder Talisman to severely injure two late-stage Void Refining monks, and cooperated with Duan Tongtian and the others to kill fifteen Void Refining monks. None of them escaped the trap, and a sixth-level puppet beast was scrapped.
After they solved the enemy, they immediately teleported over to support Wang Jiye and others.
"Impossible. Fellow Daoist Bian and the others are not attacking other strongholds?"
The woman in purple skirt had an expression of disbelief on her face.
"They are all dead. Now I will send you on your way."
Wang Qingfeng's face turned cold, he waved the Burning Heaven Sword and released tens of thousands of red sword energy, attacking the seven women in purple skirts.
Duan Tongtian, Wang Yibing and Dong Xueli took action one after another to attack the enemy.
Except for the woman in the purple skirt who is in the middle stage of Xu refining, the other six are in the early stage of Xu refining, Duan Tongtian is in the late stage of Xu refining, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli are in the middle stage of Xu refining, and the enemy is no match for them.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, all seven women in the purple skirt were killed. Wang Qingfeng captured the spirit of the young woman in the purple skirt and searched for her soul.
"Li He was killed just now after he cut off the queen. If he hadn't cut off the queen, Ji Ye and Yi Er would have been killed."
Wang Qingfeng sighed, looking a little sad.
He put away Wang Lihe's flying swords, and when they returned to Qinglian Island, he would put the four flying swords into the sword tomb. The spiritual tablets of Wang Lihe and Wang Gonghu could be enshrined in Qinglian Tower, and there would be clan elders. Compile their stories and tell them to future generations.
They cleaned up the battlefield and left the place, looking for Wang Jiye and Wang Yier.
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Away from the volcano mountain range, a huge silver thunder light lit up deep in the mountains, which could be seen hundreds of miles away.
Deep in the mountains, the ground was in a mess. Hundreds of huge pits with black smoke could be seen. There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, including Wang Yimiao.
Seven Void Refining cultivators, six men and one woman, spread out, their expressions solemn and fearful.
Wang Mengbin used his thunder method to kill four void-refining monks, and Wang Yimiao was killed by the enemy.
Two fists were no match for four hands. Wang Mengbin dragged the lower-level tribesmen to escape and used the thunder escape technique to escape. They couldn't keep him at all.
"Fellow Daoist Bian, what should we do next?"
A Void Refining cultivator asked.
"Even Mrs. Gu in the late stage of Xuren Lian is no match for him, and we can't keep him. Forget it, let's join up with Senior Gu and the others!"
The seven people cleaned up the battlefield and left the place.
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A stretch of endless green mountains and a valley extending in all directions.
Wang Yimei was lying in a huge pit, her breath was weak and her face was pale. Dozens of corpses fell on the ground. Judging from their clothes, they were all children of the Wang family.
A tall, thin young man in a purple shirt and a hot-looking woman in a gold skirt were standing not far away, with murderous intent on their faces.
"Don't kill me, I can give you all my belongings."
Wang Yimei begged for mercy, looking terrified.
When they escaped, they encountered the lizard tribe's pursuers, and the other tribesmen were killed.
She finally entered the Void Refining Stage, and she didn't want to die here.
"I didn't expect that there are cowards in the Wang family. I thought you, the children of the Wang family, were not afraid of death!"
The young man in purple shirt sneered.
"If I kill you, the things will belong to us. Unless you sacrifice your life for us, we may be able to spare your life."
The woman in the gold skirt said coldly.
"My ancestors would kill me if they knew it. You can change the terms."
Wang Yimei said cautiously that she was seeking treatment for a sudden illness and she just wanted to live now.
"We are very interested in your Wang family's God-Suppressing Roar and teach us the technique."
The young man in purple shirt had an expression of interest on his face.
"I failed to master the God-Suppressing Roar. It is a secret technique that can only be practiced by the core disciples of our family. I entered the Void Refining Stage relatively late and my strength is average, so I am not qualified to learn it."
Wang Yimei said cautiously that even if she knew how to calm the gods, she would not dare to teach it to outsiders. If they were traced, she would definitely not be able to escape the involvement.
"Huh, if that's the case, what's the point of keeping you?"
The woman in the golden skirt had a murderous look on her face, and she wanted to activate the law to kill Wang Yimei.
"No, I know a lot of information, such as the deployment of troops in some strongholds."
Wang Yimei quickly begged for mercy. In order to survive, she had no choice but to do this.
She doesn't mind letting the enemy plant a restriction. After returning, she can ask her ancestors to resolve it. If she tells the truth, she should be able to avoid death.
"Come back with us first. You can refuse. If you refuse, you will die."
The purple-shirted young man's tone was cold, and he built a huge tower with purple light, and sprayed out a purple glow, covering Wang Yimei.
Wang Yimei showed a bitter face, and the enemy obviously did not give her a chance.
She thought about it briefly and realized that without resistance, the ants could still live in vain, let alone the cultivators of immortality.
The purple glow enveloped Wang Yimei and put her into the giant purple tower.
The young man in the purple shirt set fire to the body, took away the belongings, and left the place with the woman in the gold skirt.
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Golden Toad Valley is one of the seventy-two strongholds of the Lizard Clan. It has accumulated a large amount of supplies. There are three fusion monks sitting in charge. The frontline monks have performed meritorious service. They can go to Golden Toad Valley and use their good deeds to exchange for immortal cultivation resources. Of course, the most precious things are there. The Tianli Mountain Range is mainly used to store formations, elixirs, formation materials, weapon refining materials, alchemy materials, dharma materials, etc. for easy supply.
Yiyue has been cultivating Taoism for more than 20,000 years. He has a cultivation level in the middle stage of integration and is the person in charge of this stronghold.
In the meeting hall, Yiyi and dozens of elders were having a meeting. In addition to the seventy-two strongholds directly controlled by the Lizard Clan, affiliated races also controlled many strongholds. Bai Xuan led a team to raid these strongholds. Once the Lizard Clan sent a large number of experts, Bai Xuan Xuan and others left and fled.
The territory is too big. To send the Void Refining monks to look for Bai Xuan and others is to risk death. To send the mid-stage integration monks to look for Bai Xuan. With a territory of tens of trillions of miles, we don’t know where to find Monkey Year, Horse and Moon, so we can only shrink our troops.
"Let the people below gather quickly..."
Before Yi Xie finished speaking, he took out a formation plate with flashing green light and entered a magic formula. A panicked man's voice sounded: "Something is going wrong, Elder Yi. Tianmangtan has been attacked by an unknown force from the Jinghuo Clan. Attack by masters, please support."
Yi Xie frowned and was about to say something when the alarm sounded loudly and roared outside.
"No, enemy attack, enemy attack."
A panicked sound came from outside.
Yiyue's face darkened and he flew out.
He flew high into the sky and looked outside, his face darkening. A long and fast river rushed in, destroying the mountains wherever it passed.
Tens of thousands of miles around were flooded by the river, and the momentum was huge.
Yiyue quickly took out four red beads that flashed continuously, and inserted a magic formula into each one. The four red beads suddenly glowed red and burst into billowing flames. After one blur, they turned into a line more than a thousand feet long. The red fire dragon pounced on the oncoming river water.
The river water collided with the red fire dragon, and the red fire dragon let out a shrill roar, and its body collapsed, turning into four red-light shining beads and flying backwards.
The river water hit the formation, and there was a muffled sound. The formation shook violently, twisted and deformed, and shattered instantly. A large amount of river water poured into the stronghold.
Yiyue was stunned. The seventh-level formation couldn't even block a single blow?
"Mahayana monk!"
Yiyue exclaimed.
