The moment Wang Yuan finished speaking, the expressions of the two monks changed drastically.

Buzz!

Two top-quality magic weapons were taken instantly.

One of them is a water-blue hook.

A cold light emanated from the hook.

The best magic weapon has not arrived, but the cold air is everywhere.

The other one is a long sword emitting a scorching light.

One cold and one hot!

At this moment, the two magic weapons weirdly combined the attacks together, and their power increased a little.

boom!

Two top-quality magic weapons bombarded almost instantly.

But when Wang Yuan saw this scene, he looked slightly shocked, and then he pinched the magic trick in his hand and a layer of bright yellow light appeared on his body.

Boom! Boom!

Two fine magic weapons fell down, and the violent attack fell onto the bright yellow light, only ripples appeared. Even if the magic power surged out, destroying all the surrounding rocks and woods, but Wang Yuan stood in the air without moving.

"It's okay, it's barely comparable to the attack that won the late stage!"

Wang Yuan commented plainly.

This attack is indeed a little weaker.

Although it is not much different from the top magic weapon of the insect demon, Wang Yuan is no longer the same as before.

Only this little method is really not enough.

Buzz!

With a pinch of the magic trick in his hand, four giants appeared at the same time.

Every giant reached the peak of the early stage. Four giants bombarded from all over the world, and their expressions changed drastically. They were still ready to escape, but they were bombarded by the giant with one punch and could not escape.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into mud and fell to the ground.

Gululu!

The water flow formed by magic power surged, and Wang Yuan quickly took over more than a dozen storage bags on his bodies, and he did not let go of the magic weapon on his body.

"Two top-quality magic weapons are good. Unfortunately, their skills do not match this magic weapon. Even if they get it, they cannot be used as an example. If one person's skills are suitable and his soul is strong, and activate these two top-quality magic weapons, the power will probably be doubled."

Wang Yuan couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the long sword and the short hook.

This magic weapon was a bit wasteful when it was put on these two people.

However, Wang Yuan was satisfied with continuing to check.

The two monks who won the Grand Prix period are really poor.

The medium-grade spirit stones are only more than 40,000, which is calculated to be more than 4 million spirit stones. Other spiritual materials, magic weapons, elixirs, etc. are calculated to be more than 10,000 spirit stones.

Together, 15 million spirit stones.

"It can solve the urgent problem."

Wang Yuan nodded with satisfaction.

In this way, you don’t have to worry about practicing for a year.

The escape light flashed, and Wang Yuan's figure quickly left.

...

Although this battle is short, its mana fluctuates greatly.

After waiting for half an hour, several monks from the top of the throne came to check.

"The magic power here is a little bit disordered, but I recognize two of them. The ice and flame should be the best magic weapons of the Gan brothers. However, these two people often hunt down the single cultivators of the top stage. Who knows that they are unlucky this time!"

"No, you see, there is spiritual power with yin and yang attributes, as well as spiritual power with water attributes and earth attributes. In this case, there is probably a spiritual pet or other means."

Someone analyzed it.

The others looked at it and left quickly.

The Gan brothers often do these unscrupulous transactions and are not happy about them.

If you die, you will die.

After all, there are many bandits in the Sun and Moon Continent or in the sea area.

...

The light of escape shines.

Wang Yuan soon arrived in Beimang Mountain.

Beim Mountain has a radius of thousands of miles, which is the only station of Tianhe Sect in the Sun and Moon Continent. Therefore, Wang Yuan originally thought that this place should be magnificent and majestic.

After all, Tianhe Sect is so famous that it occupies a continent.

But when he arrived at Beimang Mountain, Wang Yuan discovered something different.

Here, spiritual light burst out, and there were constant fighting among the escape lights. There were spiritual pets roaring and cultivators falling. It was really tragic.

After Wang Yuan arrived here, his brows frowned:

"This place...is not right!"

call!

The escape light shone, and Wang Yuan also stayed in front of him.

Two Foundation Establishment Cultivators in front of him were fighting. Suddenly a light of escape came. The obscure pressure in the light of escape came. The expressions of the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators changed drastically and they stopped tacitly.

"Is this Beimang Mountain?"

Wang Yuan asked.

When the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

One of them quickly spoke, "Senior came here for the underground palace here? This person is a disciple of Tianhe Sect. He occupied the underground palace and did not allow us to enter."

Another Foundation Establishment Cultivator's face turned a little blue when he heard this, but he was still complacent in front of Wang Yuan and said:

"Senior, this underground palace is a property of my Tianhe Sect. My uncle from the sect has received the news and will arrive within three days. I hope you don't mislead yourself."

"Are you talking to me?"

Wang Yuan's expression condensed.

Seeing this, the monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage next to him smiled and said:

"Senior, even if you do something, Tianhe Sect is not in the Sun and Moon Continent, it will be very troublesome to come over. What's more, with Taiyi Sect, I can't take care of the treasures I'll collect."

"Yeah?"

Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

The monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage nodded.

But the next moment, the blue long sword flew out and killed the man in an instant.

The monks of the foundation-building stage of Tianhe Sect were shocked when they saw this scene.

Wang Yuan snorted coldly and said:

"Why don't you clean up quickly?"

Seeing this, the monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage destroyed the body, put away the storage bag, and respectfully handed it to Wang Yuan. Wang Yuan did not ask for it, but said:

"You can keep this storage bag, I don't have the habit of competing with my juniors yet."

"Thank you, senior."

The monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage put away his storage bag and thanked him quickly.

Wang Yuan shook his head:

"What's your name? According to your cultivation level, you should call me Uncle Master."

"Uncle Master?"

The monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage was stunned and asked in confusion:

"Former... uncle is also from my Tianhe Sect?"

"Um."

Wang Yuan nodded, the Blue Water Sword flew up, the sword energy spread across, and the sword intent swelled up. This time, the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were convinced.

"Shuiyun Thousand Drops of Sword Technique, this is indeed the sword Technique of my sect. Uncle Master is above, so I am very rude to you."

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage quickly saluted respectfully.
To be continued...