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A hundred years passed quickly.

Qinglian Peak, a secret room.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a blue futon, his eyes slightly closed.

After a while, a sound transmission talisman flew in and landed in front of him. He opened his eyes, sprayed out a blue light, and hit the sound transmission talisman.

The sound transmission talisman ignited spontaneously, and Wang Ruyan's voice sounded: "Husband, the fragments of the fairy world appeared dangerously somewhere in the Xuanguang Continent, and did not appear in other places."

The Wang family has stationed Mahayana monks in many places, and Xuanguang Continent is no exception. The Wang family has already wiped out the Blood Shadow Clan and sent Mahayana monks there. However, fragments of the fairy world have appeared in a dangerous place, and usually few monks enter. When the Wang family monks arrive, the entrance will be very fast closed.

Wang Changsheng was a little disappointed. It seems that the entrances to the fragments of the fairy world appeared in various places because of the disturbance of the true spirit last time, and now they have returned to normal.

Wang Changsheng got up and went out, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingshan, Wang Yidao and Wang Mengbin were sitting in the stone pavilion, talking about something.

"Since there is no way to enter the fairyland fragments to hunt for treasures, forget it. With a single knife, the clan will be handed over to you. We will take some clansmen to fly to the fairyland first. There will be Lei Xingyu fairy fruit and other treasures. You will cultivate to the late stage of Mahayana and spend nine or nine years." Thunder Tribulation is not a problem."

Wang Changsheng said.

In the Wanxiu Conference, the Wang family collected three materials for opening the third orifice, which is already very good, and is temporarily stored in the family treasure house.

The strength of Wang Qingshan, Wang Mengbin, and Wang Yidao is second only to Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. They can deal with powerful enemies by opening the third aperture alone, but there are no strong enemies right now. It is not easy for the family to accumulate a little foundation. orifice.

"it is good. "

Wang Yidao agreed.

"We're just standing in the front, with a knife, and wait for you to fly up to the fairyland to join us. Has Yuqi arranged a large communication formation? Don't lose the chain in the fairyland."

Wang Changsheng asked.

"It's set up. As for whether it can be connected, we won't know until the fairy world."

Wang Mengbin said with some uncertainty, no one can guarantee it without trying it.

Bai Yuqi consulted and exchanged with many eighth-order formation masters. The theoretical knowledge is very rich, but the actual situation needs to be tried to know.

"Ma'am, let Yuqi and the others assemble, and I will go to Amethyst Island to survive the ninety-nine thunder calamity."

Wang Changsheng ordered to leave Qinglian Island and come to Purple Crystal Island.

Wang Changsheng stood on the top of a peak, took a deep breath, and pinched the formula.

The void vibrates and distorts, colorful auras emerge, the wind blows violently, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, a huge thundercloud appears high in the sky, countless silver arcs surge out, exuding a berserk aura.

There was a sound of thunder, and a thick silver lightning pierced the sky and struck Wang Changsheng.

When Wang Changsheng's method was pinched, countless blue sea water surged out, the sea water rolled violently, and thick water tornadoes shot up into the sky to meet them.

The sound of thunder continued, one after another struck down, and the thunder light drowned Wang Changsheng's figure.

Three days and three nights passed, and the thundercloud was still more than a hundred feet in size.

Wang Changsheng stood on a scorched open ground, his face was slightly pale, the black jade shield was floating in front of him, and his aura was somewhat dim.

The thundercloud rolled violently, and nine arcs of different colors appeared. The nine-color thundercloud rolled and surged, turning silvery white.

"Nine Heavens Thunder!"

Wang Changsheng's face became serious. The reason why the nine-nine thunder calamity is terrifying is because there will be nine heavenly thunders, and the number varies from person to person.

Cao Yuzhen and Ye Xuanji gave their clansmen the Shadow Echo Crystal to ascend to the Immortal Realm. Wang Changsheng could use it as a reference. Most Mahayana monks crossed the Nine-Nine Thunder Calamity and only attracted a dozen or so nine-day divine thunders.

Wang Changsheng did the math, and there are at least forty nine-day divine thunders. Could it be because he cultivated into a true spirit and opened the third orifice.

There was a sound of thunder, and a thick Nine Heavens Thunder fell from the sky and struck Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng lightly tapped the Xuanyu Shield with his fingers, and the Xuanyu Shield's aura surged, and he went up to meet it.

Nine Heavens God's lightning strikes on the Xuanyu Shield, and the Xuanyu Shield

There was a slight shake, and the dazzling thunder light drowned the figures of Xuan Yudun and Wang Changsheng.

There was a rumbling thunder, and lightning from the Nine Heavens struck down one after another, powerful waves of air swept away, peaks exploded, and smoke and dust billowed.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the thundercloud rolled violently and turned into a huge silver-white thunder dragon, which swooped down from the sky.

A thick water tornado soared into the sky and collided with the silver-white thunder dragon.

With a loud noise, the body of the silver-white thunder dragon exploded, a huge mass of silver-white thunder shot into the sky, and the entire Amethyst Island shook violently.

After a while, the thunder light dissipated, and Wang Changsheng held the Qinglian Good Fortune Cauldron with both hands. He used the Qinglian Good Fortune Cauldron to resist the last thunder disaster, and the Xuanyu Shield was not scrapped.

There was a ripple in the void, and a nine-color ladder appeared in the void, and the nine-color ladder was covered with mysterious runes.

"Ascension ladder!"

Wang Changsheng's expression froze, his eyes were fiery, and he had practiced Taoism for tens of thousands of years, isn't it for today?

Tianhuo flew over, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingjing, Wang Mengbin and other hundreds of clansmen stood on the deck, and there were more clansmen in the cabin, more than ten thousand people.

Wang Changsheng sacrificed the Nine-Yuan Pearl and entered a formula. The Nine-Yuan Pearl burst into a silver glow, covering the Tianhuo! The Tianhuo shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it flew into the Nine-Yuan Pearl and disappeared. He put away the Qinglian Good Fortune tripod.

"Dad, take care all the way."

Wang Qingbai flew over and shouted loudly.

"I hope we can meet in the fairy world, I will take a step first."

After Wang Changsheng finished speaking, he strode towards the Immortal Stairway.

As soon as he stepped onto the Immortal Stairway, a holy aura came towards him and enveloped his whole body.

When he came to the end, a strong suction sucked him into the void, and he felt that his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

After a while, a gentle male voice came to Wang Changsheng's ear: "Xiao Feng, welcome fellow Taoist to ascend to the North Sea Immortal Territory."

Wang Changsheng shook his head, regained consciousness, turned his head to look at the source of the sound, dumbfounded.

A young man in green shirt who looked exactly like Wang Mingren stood not far away, looking at him with a smile on his face.

He never expected that the first monk he saw in Ascension to the Immortal Realm was exactly like Wang Mingren.

Wang Changsheng was standing on a silver circular high platform at this time, surrounded by thirty-six thick golden stone pillars, engraved with a large number of mysterious runes.

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"Fellow Daoist Xiao, where is this place?"

Wang Changsheng said politely.

"This is Yunlan Island controlled by our Nine Immortals Sect. I am responsible for guarding a Feixiantai. It has been tens of thousands of years. Finally, a monk from the lower realm ascended and landed on the Feixiantai that I guarded, haha.

Xiao Feng's tone was hearty, with a smile all over his face.

It is a great feat to receive an ascended monk.

"Nine Immortals Gate? Misty Cloud Island?"

Wang Changsheng was slightly taken aback, he had never heard of this force, and neither Ye Xuanji nor Cao Yuzhen had mentioned it.

"Exactly, our Nine Immortals Sect was founded by nine golden immortals, and has been passed down for more than seven million years. There are no less than ten golden immortal monks, and they have a great say in the Tianchen sea area.

Xiao Feng was full of pride.

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