Fairy

In the Forbidden Sea Fairy Palace, the old man sitting cross-legged on the snow-white lotus platform opened his sparkling eyes, which were full of coldness, and said to himself: "If it weren't for the aura of old monster Lei on the magical talisman , I killed that junior with a shot just now, let him go once, and he even came to find trouble. Mr. Lei's cultivation has become more and more advanced, and the magical talisman he refined may be able to resist my third-level skill, Jindan, Nascent Soul, don't try to break through that magical talisman."

Sitting cross-legged around the old man were Nascent Souls, Sea Monsters of the Golden Core realm. They meditated and practiced with the ancestors. When they heard the ancestors talking to themselves, their minds moved slightly.

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"Fellow Daoist, please stay!" When Wang Xian was gliding over the sea, he met a disciple of Wanxianmen with a giant tortoise imprint on his clothes.

Wang Xian straightened his clothes, bowed to the three old monsters who had not yet condensed into golden cores, and asked in a pretense of confusion, "Why are fellow Taoists from Wanxianmen stopping you?"

"En." An older young man took a step forward and said, "I have received an order from above, all fellow Taoists who have entered the boundary of Wanxianmen, please follow us to our gate."

Wang Xian immediately heard the implication, and snorted angrily: "A guest? I'm afraid they want to put us under house arrest. Do you think that you disciples of the Wanxian Sect can do whatever they want in the territory of the Wanxian Sect?"

The three primordial spirit stage old monsters had already used their divine consciousness to scan Wang Xian's cultivation base in the semi-obvious realm of the Xianzu stage. Seeing Wang Xian's ruthlessness, his face turned cold.

"Fellow Daoist, don't toast or eat fine wine, follow us obediently back to the gate for interrogation, otherwise we will kill you here."

"For the sake of your difficult practice, we didn't take action. We didn't expect you to be so ignorant, kill me!"

"Haha!" Wang Xian glanced at the three of them contemptuously, and saw that the three of them surrounded him in a triangular formation. He knew that the three of them had rich experience in fighting, and they might be carrying talismans such as sound transmission charms on their bodies. The shot must kill three people, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

"Supernatural power talisman, covering a thousand meters, Longyuan escape magic power, blocking all teleportation magic power." Wang Xian sacrificed the magical power talisman, and immediately, the supernatural power talisman became a kilometer in size, using Longyuan escape magic power, blocking the entire area space.

"Yin-Yang Golden Elixir, pill fire traps the enemy." As soon as he sacrificed the supernatural power talisman, Wang Xian sacrificed the Yin-Yang Golden Elixir without any secrecy.

As soon as the yin-yang golden elixir came out, the monstrous elixir fire turned into a fire snake and trapped the three primordial monsters in the elixir fire.

"Old monster at the Golden Core Realm!"

"Supernatural Talisman!"

"He is exactly the person we are looking for, use the sound transmission talisman!"

A Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disciple was taking out a sound transmission talisman from the storage bag. Wang Xian locked his eyes on him, and the big Prajna blood knife in his hand smashed the sound transmission talisman in his hand with a swish.

The Danhuo burned the sky, and the surrounding air boiled, roasting the three Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disciples.

"Bodhi Hand! Catch!" Wang Xian immediately cast Bodhi Hand and grabbed another Wanxian Sect disciple who was about to activate the sound transmission talisman. With a bang, Bodhi Hand grabbed that disciple to pieces.

The supernatural power on the supernatural power talisman, the pill fire of the Yin-Yang Golden Pill suddenly covered the two Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disciples, without giving them a chance to sacrifice the magic weapon, they shattered them into pieces and burned them into nothingness.

Wang Xian stretched out his hand and recruited the storage bags dropped by the three Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disciples into his hands. He took back the magical talisman, swallowed back the Yin-Yang Golden Pill, and dived into the bottom of the sea. Sneaking thousands of meters under the sea, he did not find the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect disciples. Come here, and then fly to Ten Thousand Immortal Island with peace of mind.

Wanxian Island is simply an island country, stretching for millions of kilometers, with no end in sight at a glance, with countless pavilions and pavilions, comparable to fairy palaces.

Pedestrians are like weaving, here &#