Immortal Space

Wang Hong tried to struggle, and relaxed a little bit. Fortunately, this formation has become a separate body and has nothing to do with the mountain protection formation. Fang Xuan is probably not qualified to mobilize the formation.

Fang Xuan, who was guarding the entrance of the passage, also recognized Wang Hong and the sloppy old man, looked at the two with surprise on his face, and manipulated the formation to restrain them.

"Wang Hong, Uncle Chu! I didn't expect the two of you to come here! I'm so surprised! Hahaha!"

Fang Xuan is the grandson of the original Xuanwu hall master of Qingxu Sect. He once thought about planning Wang Hong's property in the valley. After the incident was revealed, he hid in the sect and dared not go out. Wang Hong never saw him again.

This time, he listened to his grandfather's order and asked him to guard the entrance of the passage, waiting for his former classmates to throw themselves into the trap.

"You can't think of it, right? My grandfather has a clever plan. He has long guessed that someone might sneak in while the adults are out. I have been waiting for you here for several days."

Fang Xuan's expression was smug. When talking about the green fox monster clan, he always addressed them as adults, full of reverence.

"It seems that after you betrayed the master, you are quite loyal to the current master!"

Wang Hong couldn't help sarcasm. The sect used resources to train their grandparents. These people not only don't know how to be grateful, but also betrayed the sect at critical moments and beat them back.

This kind of person is ungrateful and forgets his ancestors, so he is not worthy of being a human being at all.

Fang Xuan didn't seem to hear Wang Hong's sarcasm, but said triumphantly.

"Catching the two of you this time is definitely a great achievement. Maybe when you are happy, you will reward some good things. Maybe you will be able to form an alchemy! I also want to thank you two."

Just when Fang Xuan looked like a villain and got carried away with complacency, two poisonous bees approached him quietly.

These two poisonous bees have second-level strength, and they were released by Wang Hong to explore the way before entering the passage.

Fang Xuan didn't pay much attention to the two poisonous bees at that time, and he was afraid of scaring the snake, so he didn't touch the two poisonous bees.

When these two poisonous bees approached and were about to attack him, he realized that these two poisonous bees actually had a second-level strength. He was startled, and quickly sacrificed his flying sword to slash at one of the poisonous bees.

The flying sword slashed at the poisonous bee, making a sound like metal colliding. The poisonous bee turned a few somersaults in the air, shook its head, seemed a little dizzy, and flew towards Fang Xuan crookedly.

At the same time, another poisonous bee had already flown in, pounced on the protective light curtain outside Fang Xuan, and gnawed heavily.

Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist, who were trapped by the formation, are observing the formation with their spiritual sense at the moment, communicating with each other with their spiritual sense from time to time, and occasionally commenting on the formation.

The two of them are also outstanding among the third-tier formation masters. It is not difficult to break through such a formation.

At this time, the two of them broke free from the originally imprisoned body at the same time, and regained their vitality.

"Senior Brother Chu, how about we compete to see who will break this formation first?" Wang Hong said.

"Hey, I'm an old bone, how can I compare with Junior Brother Wang." The sloppy old man shook his head and sighed, but the movements of his hands accelerated several times.

Using their fingers as pens, the two drew runes one after another in the air, before sinking into the formation.

With the sinking of the runes, the aura in this formation seemed to be boiling, tumbling violently.

Fang Xuan, who was fighting with two poisonous bees and gained the upper hand, saw the speed of the two breaking through the formation at this moment, and was too frightened to stay any longer. These are two Golden Core cultivators, and his body can bear it. Sorry.

While fleeing, he yelled for enemy attack. He had sent secret messages many times before, but still no one came to support him.

Seeing that Wang Hong and the sloppy old man were about to get out of trouble, a rainbow light flew towards here at this moment.

The rainbow light flew over, revealing the figure of a third-order green fox.

"Useless trash!"

After the green fox arrived, it kicked Fang Xuan away, spraying out a mist of blood, like trampling an ant to death, and stopped paying attention.

Fang Xuan was kicked and flew away. He was seriously injured and could no longer move, but he didn't have any complaints about Master Qinghu in his heart at this moment.

All the hatred was put on Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist, because of both of them.

At this moment, he wished he could smash the corpses of Wang Hong and the sloppy old man into souls.

At the same time, the formation that trapped Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist disappeared, and the two walked out of the formation.

"Only the two of you dare to come to our Qinghu clan to play wild? Even if I'm the only one left behind, I'm not a cat..."

The green fox stopped talking abruptly, because it saw Golden Core cultivators coming out of the passage behind one after another.

At first it was still thinking about counting, but then it only thought about how to get out, and it began to slowly retreat backwards.

"Kill it!" Wang Hong only said lightly, and stopped paying attention to this monster.

Before he finished speaking, the ten Golden Core cultivators behind him shot at the same time, and the green fox was chopped into several pieces without any suspense.

Then Wang Hong flew ahead to lead the way with his arms behind his back, and there was no need for him to make a move. The fourteen Golden Core monks who followed behind him killed all the living things they saw on the road.

It is impossible for the Qingxu Mountains to have too much power. He only left fourteen Golden Core monks, and the rest were handed over to the sloppy old man, who was asked to take them back to support the defense of Yunxia Mountain.

Their group ran rampant in the Qingxu Mountains, and they never saw a third-order monster come out to stop them along the way.

They didn't travel long, and they were about to reach the seven main peaks, so Wang Hong stopped.

"You two go to Tianshu Peak, you two go to Yuheng Peak, you two go to Yaoguang..."

Wang Hong sent the fourteen Golden Core cultivators in groups of two to different mountain peaks. Their first task was to guard each mountain peak and prevent a single monster from escaping.

Otherwise, when they beat the grass to startle the snake, the remaining monsters would have to flee with all their belongings.

In his eyes, everything here now belongs to him, and he will never allow other monsters to take advantage of him.

Wang Hong led the two Jindan monks straight to Tianquan Peak. Most of Qingxuzong's institutions, including warehouses, library buildings, and exchange halls, were located on Tianquan Peak.

Although many were taken away by Qing Xuzong when they retreated, and the rest were occupied by the Fox Clan, most of them should still be here, so this mountain should be the richest.

This means that he has the opportunity to search for the two major forces of the Qingxu Sect and the Qinghu Monster Clan.

When they arrived at Tianquan Peak, the square market under Tianquan Peak was still there, but the protagonist had been replaced by the monster clan.

Immediately, he led a Golden Core cultivator and rushed into the square market. It was as if a pot had exploded in the square market. These monsters hurriedly packed up their belongings and fled in all directions.

It's a pity that there is a Jindan cultivator guarding this small place in Fangshi, and there is no way to escape.

Walking alone on the main street of Fangshi, Wang Hong looked at these familiar shops, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit moved.