In a four-story blue pavilion and a guest room, a short, fat old man in green robes was holding a blue communication tray and was talking about something.

"Hold a celebration by bragging that the True Monarch has entered the combined stage?"

The old man in green robe frowned.

"Yes, the Wang family has also received the invitation, Long Qingfeng is also there, and the eldest son of Master Tahao personally leads the team."

A deep male voice came from the blue communication tray.

"I know, go tell them the news and change your plan. See if you can start halfway."

The old man in green robe ordered.

According to their plan, Muhai led his men to attack Feilongfang City, attracting the attention of the Wang family's combined monks. The old man in green robes took action to kill Long Qingfeng, and then worked together to kill him out.

This plan is very detrimental to the green-robed old man. If the formation cannot be broken, or if the Wang family's fusion monks arrive quickly, he may not be able to escape.

If you do it in the wilderness, you can still run away if you can't fight.

"Could this be a conspiracy of the Wang family? A deliberate trap?"

A man's voice came from the interrogation board.

"Probably not! How did the Wang family know that we were going to attack Long Qingfeng? There are less than five people who knew about it, and the people from the Jinjiu clan don't know the target, but to be cautious, wait and see for a while, and look for opportunities to take action. You can inform us first

Their plans have changed."

The old man in green robe ordered.

"I know, I'll go and notify them right away."

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Deep in the Wanling Abyss, there is a vast black plain.

The sound of thunder continued, and thick silver lightning struck down from high in the sky, vaguely mixed with a shrill scream of ghosts.

A gray shadow broke through the air and flew high into the sky at a very fast speed.

Before the gray shadow could fly a hundred miles away, a silver thunder column with a diameter of ten feet fell from the sky, accurately hitting the gray shadow. A scream was heard, and the area for several miles was drowned by silver lightning.

There was a flash of green light, and a lightning spear with flashing green light shot out, and was submerged in the silver thunder light, and a shrill ghost cry came out again.

The thunder light dissipated and the gray shadow disappeared, revealing a huge pit with black smoke and a green thunder spear inserted into the huge pit.

Liu Yao flew over, grabbed the void below with one hand, and a black ball flew towards her, fell into her hand and disappeared.

Wang Mengshan and a young man in a yellow shirt with handsome features flew in from a distance. Wang Mengshan's face was pale and there was a blood hole on his left shoulder.

"Senior Liu's Taoism is so profound that ghosts in the combined stage are no match for you."

Wang Mengshan flattered, his tone a little weak.

The Wang family set up a plan and arranged an ancient monk's cave, located in Wanlingyuan. Wang Mengshan and other void-refining monks entered Wanlingyuan to search for elixirs, and accidentally discovered the ancient monk's cave. However, the restrictions were too strong and they could not open it.

Wang Mengshan reported to Liu Yao.

Liu Yao personally led the team, broke the restriction, obtained two medium-grade Tongtian Lingbao and a sum of resources for cultivating immortals, and promised to provide Wang Mengshan with elixirs to help him enter the integration stage.

The Wang family can improve elixirs and treasures to help Wang Mengshan reach the integration stage, but in that case, he and the Leng Yan Sect will be equal. If the Leng Yan Sect provides the elixir and helps Wang Mengshan advance to the integration stage, they will trust Wang Mengshan more, and Wang Mengshan will get closer to Leng Yan.

Pie is also a normal thing.

Who would suspect that the fused monk he trained with his own hands is an enemy?

"The master is Lei Xiu, and Lei Fa is the nemesis of demons and ghosts."

The young man in yellow shirt is full of pride.

Sun Yilei is a disciple of Liu Yao and a late-stage monk in Lianxu.

"Okay, stop flattering, now that we have the things, let's go back! Let's go back to the integration stage in the Ice Flame Mountains, little friend Wang!"

Liu Yao said in a deep voice.

A panacea is nothing compared to what you get.

Liu Yao took out a shining silver flying boat and stepped on it, followed by Sun Yilei and Wang Mengshan.

"Walk!"

Liu Yao's magic formula changed, and the silver flying boat flew high into the sky and left Wanlingyuan.

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Yunhang Mountains, the ancestral land of the Lan family.

A group of Lan family children were patrolling, led by a tall young man in a golden shirt. They were smiling.

Lan Fukong advanced to the union stage, held a union ceremony, invited guests, and the whole family celebrated together.

A ray of cyan light appeared in the distant sky and flew towards here quickly.

Not long after, the blue light stopped, and a flying boat with flashing blue light appeared. Hundreds of monks stood on it. The leader was an old man in purple robe with a ruddy complexion and a white face without beard. He was clearly a Void Refining monk.

"Greetings to Senior Wu."

The young man in gold shirt seemed to recognize the old man in purple robe and saluted quickly.

"Little friend Lan, I'm here to participate in Senior Lan's union celebration. This is my invitation."

The old man in purple robe said politely, with a flick of his wrist, a golden invitation flew out and landed in front of the young man in gold robe.

He had mixed feelings in his heart. He had often laughed at Lan Fukong before, feeling that Lan Fukong was flattering, flattering, and not doing his job properly.

Who would have thought that Lan Fukong would advance to the integration stage.

Many Void Refining monks who laughed at Lan Fukong either died in the great catastrophe, were killed by powerful enemies, or died while hunting for treasure. Only Lan Fukong advanced to the integration stage.

It is said that Lan Fukong is a great coward to the True Monarch, but he actually coaxed him into the combined stage.

Today is different from the past, the monks of Lianxu no longer dare to laugh at Lan Fukong.

The young man in gold robe took the invitation, checked it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, returned it to the old man in purple robe.

A loud dragon roar sounded, and a red dragon appeared in the distant sky, flying towards here quickly.

The young man in the golden shirt thought of something and quickly sent out a transmission talisman.

Not long after, the red dragon stopped. Hundreds of monks stood on the back of the red dragon. The leader was Wang Qingcheng.

"Meet Senior Wang."

The purple-robed old man and others quickly saluted with respectful expressions.

The Wang family is now one of the top ten human forces in the Xuanling Continent, with many experts, backed by the Zhenhai Palace, and in-laws of the Lan family.

"Little friend Lan, let's come over to attend the union ceremony of fellow Taoist Lan."

Wang Qingcheng said cheerfully.

With a flick of Wang Ruyi's wrist, a golden invitation flew out and flew towards the young man in gold shirt.

The young man in golden shirt glanced at it and returned it to Wang Ruyi respectfully.

A ray of light flew out from the depths of the Yunhang Mountains, and it was Lan Fukong.

"Fellow Daoist Wang is here, and Lan is welcome from afar."

Lan Fukong said with a smile.

The wisest decision he ever made was to marry the Wang family, embrace the Wang family's thick legs, and help the Wang family. If not, he might not be able to advance to the integration stage.

"Congratulations! Fellow Taoist Lan."

Wang Qingcheng clasped his fists and said with a smile on his face.

"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Wang. Please come inside. Mr. Lan has already prepared a banquet."

Lan Fukong made an invitation gesture, looked at the old man in purple robe and others, and said with a smile: "Little friend Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's a rare visit to have a few more drinks."

"sure."

The old man in purple robe looked nervous, feeling regretful that he was afraid that Lan Fukong would settle the score in the future. If he had known this, he should not have laughed at Lan Fukong before.
Chapter completed!