The void was twisted and deformed for a while, making an ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air.

After an earth-shattering loud noise, Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen returned to reality.

The third-order phantom moth found that it was not good, flapped its wings, and flew into the distance.

At this moment, a little bit of white light appeared on the top of its head, and it suddenly turned into a huge white hand several feet in size. It went down and grabbed the phantom moth.

The phantom moth opened its mouth and spewed out a cyan flame, hitting the big white hand, and the big white hand flashed non-stop.

The sound of breaking through the air was loud, and a cyan sword energy hundreds of meters long fell from the sky, cutting the big white hand and the phantom moth in half.

The sound of "chichi" breaking through the air was loud, and the dense silver wind blades shot out, piercing the bodies of other phantom moths.

The phantom moths fell from the air, motionless.

Wang Qingshan put away the Qinglian sword, and with a flick of his body, he appeared beside the corpse of the third-order phantom moth. He squatted down and found a cyan ball the size of an egg from the corpse.

He remembered that Wang Ruyan kept two blue-eyed cold silkworms, and the magic pill of the phantom moth might help the blue-eyed cold silkworms advance.

Suddenly there was a deafening roar in front, and a huge cloud of red mushrooms lit up high in the sky.

Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen were shocked in their hearts and hurriedly walked forward.

A secluded courtyard, in the center is a three-story cyan pavilion, and one mu of spiritual fields, and a pale white light curtain covers three acres of spiritual fields.

In the spiritual field, there are two fruit trees that are two feet high. One light blue fruit tree has eight green fruits hanging on it. The green fruits are shaped like miniature babies. A blood-colored fruit tree has more than a dozen blood-colored fruits hanging on the surface of the fruit. Dragon pattern.

The cyan fruit tree is a Lingying fruit tree. It blooms for a thousand years, bears fruit for a thousand years, and matures after a thousand years. Taking the Lingying fruit raw can increase the chance of giving birth by 10%. Fruit trees can refine blood flood pills, strengthen the bloodline of the dragon spirit beast, and help advance.

There are white flame patterns on the surface of the white light curtain. Colorful spells hit the white light curtain, and they all disappear, as if the mud is like the sea.

A young man in a golden shirt with a strong back, a kind-hearted old man in a red robe, and a middle-aged Taoist nun with an indifferent expression were frantically attacking the white light curtain. The white light curtain shook violently, and the white flames on the surface flickered and dimmed.

"Work harder, someone came and killed the ghost moth that the old man worked so hard to cultivate. If you don't hurry up, it will be troublesome when other people arrive."

The red-robed old man frowned and said.

"It's too late, they've already arrived."

The golden-shirted youth frowned, turned around, and looked out of the yard.

"Since the two fellow Daoists are here, why hide and hide, don't you dare to even come out to see them?"

With a flash of blue light, Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen appeared, their expressions were indifferent.

Wang Qingshan's eyes lit up when he saw the baby spirit fruit tree and the blood dragon fruit tree.

If these two fruit trees are brought back to Qinglian Island, they will definitely enhance the family heritage.

The Wang family has obtained the secret technique of cultivating flood dragons. With the blood flood fruit tree, the Wang family can refine the blood flood dragon pills and cultivate a few third-order flood dragons to further enhance the family's heritage.

With the Infant Spirit Fruit Tree in hand, the Wang family can continuously cultivate their own Nascent Soul monks.

"It's you, Daoyou Wang."

The young man in the golden shirt frowned and his face became solemn.

If it were other cultivators in the formation of pills, they would kill them without saying a word. If it was Wang Qingshan, they would have to worry about one or two things.

"We want these two fruit trees, and we can share one of the fruits for you. Which of you is for and who is against?"

Wang Qingshan squinted his eyes and said, the other party has two 7th-level dandan and one 9th-level dandan.

Judging from their clothes, most of them are loose cultivators. To be cautious, Wang Qingshan did not start killing people, but planned to subdue the soldiers without fighting and solve the problem with gentle means.

As a last resort, Wang Qingshan didn't want to provoke the enemy family, so as not to cause big trouble for the family.

"Hmph, this is the Cultivation World in the Central Plains, not the South China Sea. You said that if you want two fruit trees, just two? It's too deceiving."

The red-robed old man snorted coldly and said with a frown.

"What about you! Does that mean the same thing?"

Wang Qingshan's expression turned cold, and he said with a smile that was not a smile.

"I am the fifth disciple of the real person of Yuyang. I want two Lingying Fruits, and the fruit trees can be given to Fellow Daoist Wang."

The young man in the golden shirt thought for a moment and said so.

Wang Qingshan's reputation is too great, he didn't dare to fight with Wang Qingshan, and he didn't want to leave.

"I just want a Lingying Fruit."

The middle-aged Taoist nun is only on the seventh floor of the formation of pills. If she really starts, she is afraid that she will become the soul of Wang Qingshan's sword.

The red-robed old man's face became ugly, he still wanted to incite the other two to deal with Wang Qingshan, but he didn't expect them to do it, he rolled his eyes, smiled shyly, and said, "Since the two fellow Daoists said so. , the old man wants a Lingying Fruit and a Blood Flood Dragon Fruit."

"Okay, as long as you keep your promises, I can let you go. If you play tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As soon as Wang Qingshan finished speaking, countless cyan flying sword phantoms suddenly appeared all over his body. The sound of the sword sounded loudly.

The silver jade pen in Wang Tianwen's hand glowed brightly, and he drew towards the void, the void seemed to be torn apart and distorted.

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The young man in the golden shirt had a look of vigilance on his face, and the old man in the red robe and the middle-aged Taoist nun manipulated magic weapons to attack the white light curtain.

Boom!

The white light curtain suddenly shattered after an earth-shattering loud noise.

The young man in the golden shirt kept his promise and picked up two Lingying Fruits. The old man in red robe and the middle-aged Taoist nun also picked up one Lingying Fruit. The old man in red robe picked an extra Blood Flood Dragon Fruit, and the three of them left here in a hurry.

Wang Tianwen breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that he would fight!

Wang Qingshan and Wang Tianwen carefully scraped the soil, dug out the roots of two fruit trees, and put them in the storage beads.

"Ten Tian, ​​do you know why I didn't kill them?"

Wang Qingshan asked solemnly.

Wang Tianwen thought about it and said, "If you can't do it, you can't do it. There are heavens outside the sky, and there are people outside people. You can't be too arrogant."

"I'm very pleased that you can understand this. Well, we've gained a lot. Let's get out of here! It's better to leave here early."

Got two fruit trees, one of which is still the Lingying fruit tree, Wang Qingshan didn't want to stay any longer, and planned to leave here immediately.

No matter how much wealth there is, he must have his life to enjoy it. His gains are not small, he is already very satisfied, and plans to leave here as soon as possible.

After a quarter of an hour, they returned to the bottom of the mountain, and the four cultivators who were originally guarding the bottom of the mountain were nowhere to be found.

Wang Qingshan didn't think much about it, as long as he didn't get in his way, he didn't bother to care about others.