In the northwest of Tianlan Realm, there is a rolling emerald mountain range.

The void vibrated and twisted, and suddenly tore open, revealing a crack more than a hundred feet wide. A giant golden owl with two heads flew out of the crack, and the crack healed.

Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingyu, and Zhong Ruyi sat on the back of the giant golden owl, and Wang Changsheng's eyes were serious.

"There are people in the northwest."

Wang Changsheng said, the golden giant owl flapped its wings fiercely, and flew towards the northwest.

In an open field, hundreds of immortal cultivators are fighting with magic, roaring continuously, and various spells are shining brightly. There are fire pits on the ground, and dozens of corpses are lying on the ground. Judging from the clothes on their bodies, they are divided into two factions.

One group drives spirit beasts and spirit birds to attack the enemy, led by a nine-foot-tall golden-clothed man, and the other group manipulates puppet beasts to deal with the enemy, led by a graceful young woman in a blue skirt, both of them are alchemy cultivators.

A golden giant owl flew from a distance, and it didn't take long for the golden giant owl to stop.

The faces of all the monks changed, and they all stopped, looking nervous.

"Who knows the situation of Qinglian Wang's family?"

Wang Qingyu asked in a deep voice, Wang Qingshan helped Tianlan Sect explore the secret realm and unknown interface, and Tianlan Sect allowed some members of the Wang family to live in Tianlan Realm and spread their branches and leaves.

"They are the children of the royal family."

The man in the golden shirt pointed to the young woman in the blue skirt and said.

"Junior Wang Xianyan, I don't know what senior is asking about our family?"

The young woman in the blue skirt asked cautiously.

"We are members of the Wang family. Qingshan placed a group of people in Tianlan Realm. We want to know the situation of the people in Tianlan Realm."

Wang Changsheng said in a gentle tone.

Hearing this, the faces of the man in the golden shirt and the others changed drastically, and they fled in all directions. Zhong Ruyi flicked his sleeves, and a red light flew out. There was a scream, and all the enemies were killed.

"Ancestor Qingshan? Senior?"

Wang Xianyan asked cautiously.

"Wang Changsheng, Daoist Taihao, this time I'm going to the lower realm to solve some troubles for the family. Come up quickly and take us to the family's lair immediately."

Wang Changsheng ordered in an undeniable tone.

"Yes, old ancestor."

Wang Xianyan responded, and flew onto the back of the giant golden owl.

"Hurry up and clean up the battlefield, and come back right away."

Wang Xianyan ordered, and many clansmen responded and quickly cleaned the battlefield.

The golden giant owl flapped its wings fiercely, turning into a gust of wind and flying towards the sky.

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Qinglian Mountain Range, the old nest of the Wang family in Tianlan Realm.

Wang Zongyun is the highest-cultivated member of the Wang family in Tianlan Realm, in the early stage of becoming a god.

The cultivators of Tianlan Sect did not have the Tongtian Lingbao that broke the interface, so they could only smuggle in. The cultivators of Tianlan Sect smuggled one after another, and no one cared about the survival of Tianlan Sect.

After the older generation of cultivators who transformed themselves into gods left, the Tianlan Sect quickly fell into internal strife, and was divided into multiple sects, attacking each other in order to compete for the resources of cultivating immortals.

After years of fighting, the seven major forces stood out, five sects and two families, and the Wang family was one of them. There was a cultivator of Huashen and twenty-five monks of Nascent Soul, and the Wang family formed an alliance with the Bailian sect.

After the tossing of the previous generations of Huashen monks, the resources for cultivating immortals in Tianlan Realm became scarce, and the number of Huashen monks became less and less. Wang Zongyun was able to conceive a baby, thanks to Wang Qingshan's care.

Wang Qingshan reached a certain deal with Tianlan Sect, Wang Qingshan would not die, and Tianlan Sect's deity did not dare to make things difficult for the Wang family.

There are very few resources for cultivating immortals that can interest the monks of Huashen, so naturally they can't trigger a big war. Small fights are common, but it is relatively rare to destroy a family.

On this day, Wang Zongyun was cultivating in his residence, in order to be able to advance to the mid-stage of Huashen as soon as possible.

She seemed to have sensed something, and hurriedly closed her skills, took out a gleaming communication disk, and entered a formula, a man's voice full of surprises suddenly sounded: "Liu Gu, the old ancestor came to help us from the lower realm, come out quickly."

"Old ancestor? Which old ancestor."

Wang Zongyun was slightly taken aback.

"Reverend Taihao, and Patriarch Qinghao, we are in the meeting hall, come out quickly!"

The man's voice was very happy.

"Real Tahoe!"

Wang Zongyun was stunned, he knew the existence of Wang Qinghao.

When Wang Qingshan moved his clan to Tianlan Realm, Wang Qinghao had already turned into a human form. The high-level Wang family in Tianlan Realm kept the portraits of Wang Qinghao and Wang Qingshan, which were easy to identify.

In the conference hall, Wang Changsheng sat on the main seat, Wang Qinghao, Zhong Ruyi, and Xiao Miexian stood aside, and thirty elders of the clan stood in line and reported the situation to Wang Changsheng.

At present, there are five known deities in Tianlan Realm, and both Bailianzong and the Wang family have a deity cultivator.

"Qing Hao, Zhong Xiaoyou, you go to the other six forces to persuade them to work for our Wang family, go back quickly."

Wang Changsheng instructed that with Wang Qinghao and Zhong Ruyi's supernatural powers, there is no cultivator in Tianlan Realm who is their opponent.

Things are not people, Tianlan Realm was once so powerful, now there are only five Huashen, and there is not a single monk in the middle stage of Huashen.

"Yes, Senior Ninth Uncle Wang."

Wang Qingyu and Zhong Ruyi agreed, turned and left.

A red light flew in, it was Wang Zongyun.

"The grandson pays respects to the ancestors."

Wang Zongyun bowed and saluted with a respectful expression.

Wang Changsheng looked Wang Zongyun up and down, nodded and said: "Yes, it's really good that you can advance to the stage of transforming gods. I heard that you are a craftsman."

Tracing back to the source, Wang Zongyun is a descendant of Wang Changxing.

"Grandson has learned some skills in refining weapons and can refine fourth-order puppet beasts."

Wang Zongyun answered truthfully ~lightnovelpub.net~ I want to collect some cultivation resources, you send someone to collect them, and in addition, tell me about the situation of the Burial Demon Icefield. "

Wang Changsheng threw a blue jade slip to Wang Zongyun, and ordered that collecting the water from the Styx River was his greatest goal in the lower realm.

Wang Zongyun swept his consciousness, handed it to a short and fat old man, and said: "Send someone to do it immediately, without delay."

"Yes, Sixth Aunt."

The chunky old man responded and left with the other clan elders.

Wang Zongyun talked about the situation of the Burial Devil Icefield. Since the Tianlan Sect had prepared for the war and dug three feet into the ground to search for the resources of cultivating immortals, the monks who wanted to go further could only go to the Devil Burial Icefield for an adventure. There were two monks who transformed the gods A group of people was organized to hunt for treasure in the Icefield of Buried Demons, with heavy losses and no gains.

"So, the water of the dark moon is still there!"

Wang Changsheng said excitedly that the water of the Styx River is the real name, but the monks in the lower world did not know that it was the water of the Styx River.

"It's still there, that thing can't be refined, and the spirit treasure will be damaged if it touches it."

Wang Zongyun said truthfully.

"Let's go, let's go to the Devil's Burial Icefield. You send someone to inform the other cultivators who have transformed themselves into gods, and tell them that I have built an ascension formation in the lower realm. If you cooperate with us wisely, you can obtain the right to use the ascension formation. If you don't cooperate, don't blame us for being impolite. "

Wang Changsheng ordered, with a murderous look on his face.

He doesn't have much time to delay, he has to solve the lower realm as soon as possible. The people from the Ice Sea Realm and Qianhu Realm provide a lot of resources for cultivating immortals, but they still can't arrange the Ascension Formation, and the Tianlan Realm should be able to provide the rest of the materials After all, Tianlan Realm plundered a lot of cultivation resources back then.

Xiao Miexian turned into a huge golden giant owl, Wang Changsheng jumped on its back, the golden giant owl flapped its wings fiercely, blowing a gust of wind and going away through the sky, disappearing into the sky.