In the end, more than 30 monks were left behind, willing to follow Wang Tiezhu to continue in depth, while other monks left one after another.

Wang Tiezhu took out some pills to restore mysteries and sent them to everyone.

Everyone continued to rush.

When Wang Tiezhu encountered such a large formation several times in succession, he would have someone wait outside, and he would take Wan Hong in to break the formation.

Every time I go in, it is an encouragement to morale.

A group of monks with explosive hair were full of worship when they looked at Wang Tiezhu.

"Zhengmaster Wang, you are so amazing. Can you teach us?"

Wang Tiezhu smiled and said, "The unique skills of the sect should not be disclosed."

Everyone knew that the request was too much and smiled awkwardly.

I flew for a long time like this and came to a large formation again.

This time, Wang Tiezhu did not go in directly.

Because the old sect leader gave a warning of danger.

"I have arrived at the periphery of the Siren Ruins, and the difficulty of the formation has increased. With your ability, I am afraid that I will not be able to break the formation!"

Wang Tiezhu asked: "Opera? How many layers are there in this ruin?"

The old sect leader replied: "There are three levels, the first level, the remaining souls of the eighth level cultivator at the holy level, the second level, the remaining souls of the ninth level cultivator at the holy level, the third level, and the remaining souls of the half-immortal body cultivator."

Wang Tiezhu asked in surprise: "Damn, these are the cultivators of Xuanxuan Continent who died in battle back then, right?"

The old sect leader replied: "It is precisely because they were tortured by the curse of the Siren tribe and could not enter the cycle of reincarnation. In 20,000 years, they have become another kind of creature. They were originally trapped inside, which was a unique circulation system, but your disciple opened the door of the curse."

Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but twitch.

"You mean he asked for it?"

The old sect leader replied: "According to your opinion, he did ask for it. Now they are trapped in a secret room in the ruins, which is temporarily safe, but after a long time, they can't be said, so you have to make a decision soon."

Wang Tiezhu asked: "Then what price do I need to pay?"

"Cultivation, what price can you pay?"

The old sect leader said for granted.

Wang Tiezhu said dissatisfiedly: "I have just returned to the holy level not long ago. You have asked me to return to the heaven level again? Isn't it very authentic?"

The old sect leader replied: "No... it is all cultivation."

Wang Tiezhu cursed directly.

"Damn... are you crazy about all your cultivation?"

It’s not Wang Tiezhu’s fault. It would be fine if it was land. It’s the sea. He can’t fly without his cultivation. He can’t drown when he falls into the sea?”

Liu Xiner asked curiously: "Master, who are you talking to?"

Wang Tiezhu said: "No, it's just... it's just that I'm consuming too much for the master to break the formation. I feel that my strength may be exhausted."

People must be saved, and Wang Tiezhu believes that the old sect leader will not watch him die.

Just agree.

The next moment, Wang Tiezhu suddenly reached out and grabbed Liu Xiner's clothes, and his body fell down directly.

Everyone was looking at Wang Tiezhu. After all, they had to rely on Wang Tiezhu to break the formation.

But at this moment, Wang Tiezhu suddenly lost his strength and hung it on Liu Xiner's clothes in disgrace.

What made the monks even vomit blood was that Liu Xiner's clothes were pulled and half of her breasts were exposed.

Liu Xin'er was embarrassed and instinctively kicked Wang Tiezhu in the face.

Whoosh...

Where can an ordinary person bear the kick of a third-level monk in the holy level?

Wang Tiezhu was like a cannonball shot directly into the water.

Dong!

A small splash of water splashed out, and Wang Tiezhu disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Liu Xin'er lifted up her collar and blocked her body. Then she came to her senses and hurriedly flew down to find the master.

The other monks looked at each other and waited for Wang Tiezhu to float up, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

"Was that... the king's sect leader... dead?"

"He seemed to say that breaking the formation consumed a lot of cultivation and lost strength."

"It should really be out of strength. Didn't he almost tore off his apprentice's clothes in the end?"

The monk who said the last sentence actually showed an expression of unfulfilled desire.

It seems that I am still savoring the spring light in that moment.

After Wang Tiezhu was kicked away, he pierced into the water. He felt something was blocking his head, like cotton or balloons.

However, this obstacle disappeared in just a moment.

"Ouch!"

Wang Tiezhu fell to the ground in pain and rubbed his face.

I felt relieved when I found that it was not broken.

Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but curse: "Senior, you've got enough of it. Do you really take all my cultivation levels?"

The old sect leader said: "Because people with mysterious power cannot get in at all, of course they have to take away all of you to cultivate."

Wang Tiezhu asked, "Then did you design this kick for my apprentice?"

The old sect leader said, "This is something I didn't expect, but you have saved yourself from swimming. Now you should not care about this, but how do you deal with these remnants of souls."

As soon as Wang Tiezhu looked up, various floating phantoms were flying densely in the sky, and he was staring at him with wide eyes.

At this moment, Wang Tiezhu understood why Wan Hong always had big eyes on eggs.

Because these guys are all like a slinger.

A phantom said: "This seems to be a person."

Another said: "Why can't he fly?"

Another said: "It seems that he is an ordinary person. He hasn't come for a long time. What should I do?"

Soon everyone separated and a tall phantom flew over.

"No one is allowed to compete with me. He is mine. As long as I occupy his body, I can return to the Xuanxuan Continent."

Others came to their senses.

"Yes, people... can occupy the body."

"It's not yours, it's mine."

Wang Tiezhu was about to call Wan Hong out, but found that the other party had a fight and shouted: "Those who are capable will get it. If you fight, whoever wins, I will give my body voluntarily."

The huge phantom said, "Haha... This is a good idea, I agree, who will come first?"

The next moment, the shadows rushed up.

"Kill him first."

We have been together for 20,000 years, because of Wang Tiezhu's arrival, the afterimages turned against each other and became enemies.

Some were sneak attackers, some were watching the show, and some were fishing in the middle.

Soon Wang Tiezhu discovered a strange thing, and there was always a phantom getting bigger and bigger. Although this phantom would soon become someone else, the whole thing was getting bigger.

I don’t know how long it took to fight. The phantom in the middle was already two feet high, and the phantom around me scattered, obviously I didn’t plan to continue fighting.

The phantom said, "I won, boy, you belong to me."

Wang Tiezhu chuckled: "No matter how big you are, you are just an eighth-level monk. I'll show you something good."

After saying that, Wang Tiezhu released Wan Hong directly. Both sides were remnants of souls, and Wan Hong's was more complete. Wang Tiezhu didn't believe that Wan Hong could not beat the other party.

The moment Wan Hong came out, he took action directly.

Between the seals of both hands, countless illusory plants rose from the ground.
Chapter completed!