Chapter 182 Qin Wang’s plan to save Wanyanmeng, Tianwupan [seeking for order]
[5: You met the ‘bad star’ Wanyanmeng yesterday and obtained information. Wanyanmeng because of Murong Chao of the Murong family died, and Murong Chao left the unique mark of the Murong family. He was hunted by the Murong family. He is currently located in a mountain forest forty miles east of you. If you don't rescue him, you will eventually encounter the foundation and fall. , the ancient curse on Wanyanmeng and the curse on your treasure bowl have the same origin. If you want to eliminate the curse on your treasure bowl in the future, Wanyanmeng is indispensable. 】
[6: Yesterday, you separated from Jiu Zi, the goddess of the Witch Clan, and obtained information. Jiu Zi was bombarded by the Purple Thunder Tribulation, and her Golden Core Stage cultivation level dropped to Foundation Establishment. She was worried that she would not be able to successfully arrive with Wanyan Meng. Wuyu is the descendant of the ancient witch god. The lifelong wish of the contemporary holy witch Tumeng is to find the complete inheritance of the witch god. 】
[7: Yesterday, you separated from Jiu Zi, the goddess of the Witch Clan, and obtained information. The Manlin Witch King of the Witch Clan is equivalent to the early stage of Yuanying. Invitation, prepare to use Shaman Soul Tracking on you through the auras of the shacks, tables, chairs, etc. that you have used and lived in to track your news. Although Shaman Soul Tracking is a strange tracking technique of the Witch Clan, it is mysterious and unpredictable. , the requirements for its performance are extremely high, and an altar needs to be set up to track it. The Witch King Manlin will track you after 35 days. 】
[8: You separated from Jiu Zi, the goddess of the Witch Clan yesterday, and obtained information that Man Lin is a traitor to the Witch Clan. Because he was not at peace with the Holy Witch Tumeng, he stole the Holy Witch of the Witch Clan, the Heavenly Witch. Pan' has rebelled against the witch clan, and Tu Meng, the Holy Witch of the Witch Domain, has sent three witch kings to hunt him down. 】
[9: Yesterday, you separated from Jiu Zi, the goddess of the Witch Clan, and obtained information. Because the 'Mild Star' Wanyan Meng caused the Purple Thunder Tribulation, because the Jasper Blood Toad King withstood the ninth level of the Purple Thunder Tribulation and broke through to the seventh level. Due to his terrifying physical strength, which was comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of the Young Soul stage just after he advanced, the Jasper Blood Toad King hated the Sima family to the extreme, and was ready to take his descendants with him and look for opportunities to devour the members of the Sima family. 】
[10: You used the treasure bowl to purify the elixir yesterday and obtained information. Jiu Zi, the goddess of the witch clan, met the three witch kings who were tracking the witch king Manlin. The three witch kings learned about Wanyan Meng. Shocked by the ancient curse on Yan Meng, the three Witch Kings immediately decided to follow Jiu Zi back to see and see the ancient curse on Yan Meng. 】
“I possess a more terrifying causal power? Can it suppress Wanyanmeng’s bad luck?”
“It means that I can be close to Wanyanmeng without being affected by it. The influence of bad luck on her?"
Qin Wang's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at the fourth piece of information.
Wan Yanmeng's bad luck came from an ancient curse. If he could make good use of it, he might be able to make Tianchu Xianchao drink from it.
Let Wan Yanmeng take a walk around the Tianchu Immortal Palace.
Can the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty be unlucky?
"Are the curses on Wanyanmeng's body and the curses on my treasure bowl related to each other?"
Qin Wang looked at the fifth piece of information with a look of thought in his eyes.
“Chu Wuya, the emperor of the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty, invited Manlin, the witch king of the witch clan, to use the shaman soul tracking on me?”
“There are still 35 days to follow. On me?”
Qin Wang couldn’t help but feel shocked when he saw the seventh message.
Like falling into an ice cellar!
In the past half month, Qin Wang has learned from Jiuzi that the Witch King is comparable to the early stage of Yuanying. In 35 days, he will be traced to him. By then, he will be comparable to Yuanying. The Witch King Manlin in his early childhood, and the monks from the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty, how could he escape?
"The three Witch Kings of the Witch Clan are tracking the Witch King Manlin?"
"The Witch King Manlin who used Shaman Soul Tracking on me stole the Witch Clan's sacred object 'Tian Wu Pan' and rebelled. He has entered the Wu Clan and is being hunted by three Nascent Soul-level beings from the Wu Clan?"
Qin Wang looked at the 8th and 10th pieces of information, feeling a little less urgent in his heart.
This Witch King is tracking me, so if I spread the news about him, then, there will be three Witch Kings chasing him, and he will not have time to escape. How can he still use Shaman Soul Tracking on him?
"Wanyanmeng has something to do with my treasure bowl clearing the curse. Go rescue him first, and then take the time to take Wanyanmeng for a walk around the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty. I don't believe it. It's a trap." Them!"
After reading the information, Qin Wang narrowed his eyes and made up his mind.
“Zhang Fujiang!”
Qin Wang spoke in a deep voice.
"Master, this slave is here!"
Hearing Master Qin Wang's greeting, Zhang Fujiang's figure flashed and appeared in front of Qin Wang, clasping his fists respectfully.
"Pack your things and leave here!"
Qin Wang dropped a word, and his sword rose into the sky and headed east.
“Yes, Master!”
Zhang Fujiang agreed, waved his hand to put away the things in the cave, and followed Qin Wang’s figure.
Qin Wang is galloping with his sword. The forty miles passed by in a blink of an eye. For Qin Wang, who had already built the foundation at night, it was no different from the day.
Forty miles away from Qin Wang, in a mountain forest with towering ancient trees, monsters roared.
"Bitch! If you dare to kill my eldest brother, if I don't crush you to ashes today, I, Murong Zhan, will be a useless person!"
"This bitch's methods are so vicious, I want to catch him alive!" ”
“.”
A burst of noisy sounds continued to be heard in the forest.
A lame female cultivator with a pockmarked face, dressed in black, holding a magic sword in her hand, covered in sweat, spread out her body, and galloped forward, but the pursuers behind her The seven or eight monks were getting closer and closer.
“It seems that I can only use the trump card that Miss Jiuzi gave me!”
Wan Yanmeng looked at the seven or eight monks chasing behind him, turned his bare hands, and drew a three-foot stick. A long bone rod appeared in her hand. She held it tightly and looked at the monks surrounding her from a distance.
Miss Jiuzi said.
This bone rod, penetrated with mana, can explode into a foundation-building blow, which can kill a foundation-building blow!
Although reluctant to part with it, it must be used in times of crisis.
"Bitch, you should run away! Why don't you run away?"
"Today I want you to taste the most horrific and cruel torture in the world, to comfort my brother's spirit in heaven. !”
“.”
Eight monks who were in the late stages of the Qi Refining Stage gathered around. The leader, who was at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage, looked at Wanyan Meng with a cruel and ruthless expression in his eyes. "Brothers, take out the spirit-locking net and lock her up, and catch her alive!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Following Murong Zhan’s instructions, seven other monks flew to block Wanyanmeng’s retreat.
"The Murong family is known as one of the four major families, but they actually win with more?"
At this moment, a purple sword light flew from the distant horizon and appeared in In the sky above Wan Yanmeng, Murong Zhan and others, a man wearing a black robe on the sword was extremely handsome, with eyes like lightning.
"Senior Zhujiji!"
"This senior and junior are descendants of the Murong family. This female cultivator killed our eldest brother, and we want to capture her back. Since the senior has an old relationship with this female cultivator, the junior and others are being presumptuous!"
"This is the storage bag for the junior and others, as an apology, senior, please accept it!"
Murong Zhan saw it! The young monk who flew over with his sword suddenly felt a thump in his heart. He quickly clasped his fists and said respectfully.
After Murong Zhan finished speaking, he quickly knelt down, took off the storage bag from his waist, held it up with both hands, and offered it respectfully.
Murong Zhan knew clearly.
The highest level of cultivation of myself and others is at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and they cannot resist Master Ji Zhu at all.
It would be better to move out of the family and make the foundation-building master fearful. At the same time, give him a storage bag. As long as he escapes with his life and reports the foundation-building within the clan, isn't it easy to handle this person?
“Haha.”
“If you kill you guys, the storage bag won’t be mine?”
Qin Wang looked at the eight members of the Murong family kneeling on the ground, With a sneer, he waved his hand and the Qingyou sword flew out!
“Chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi!”
“Ahhhh!”
Murong Zhan and others only heard a burst of sword whistling, and the next moment, There was severe pain in the chest, and blood spurted out like arrows!
(End of this chapter)