Take his life while he is sick!

Taking advantage of the destruction of the magic weapon of the three people and their minds were damaged, Wang An rushed up, and the fist shadows were everywhere in the sky, and the law of force surged, and the bombardment of the three people was surging.

"Bang bang bang! Ahhh..."

Three figures exploded in the air, and under Wang An's violent power, they instantly turned into blood mist, leaving only the Nascent Soul shot away.

Xiao Jin and Xiaolong were already eyeing each other, and all three Nascent Souls were intercepted.

"I have wonderful uses of these three Nascent Souls, you can't swallow them anymore!" Wang An said loudly at the moment when Xiao Jin and Xiao Long flew out.

Wang An took out a jade box with dazzling runes and sealed the three Nascent Souls in the box with a swish.

After packing up the three Nascent Souls, Wang An turned around to see the mine slaves who had already run a hundred feet away.

After Wang An used the ancestor witch battle body, the more than one hundred witch tribes all had a look of shock in their eyes; then they knelt on the ground, and then muttered words and recited some strange spells.

It seemed that at the same time, Wang An could clearly feel the fatigue of these witch tribes swept away, and a trace of bronze began to appear on each of them, and even a faint silver light began to appear.

Xiao Jin saw the process of kneeling down and praying after the witch clan.

It could clearly see that wisps of light yellow aura gradually began to appear from the bodies of these witch tribes, floating in the air, gathering on Wang An.

After Wang An defeated all the monks and walked towards their witch clan, the light yellow aura emitted by the witch clan crawling on the ground became more and more intense, as if the whole person was lingering in a yellow halo.

"You guys go quickly, the God-Transforming Ancestor of the Changsheng Sect should be coming soon." Wang An glanced at the other mine anger and said lightly.

He is not a savior, so he will naturally not take the rest away.

The monks around him looked at each other and then everyone rushed to leave the scene.

"Get up, I am your king! With me here today, no one can take you away from me!"

"Get up! I'll take you home! We'll meet in the ancestral city!"

Wang An looked at the bruised and dirty look of everyone, and his nose felt a little sour.

"Greetings to my king, we can go home, we can go home! Woo woo woo..."

As soon as Wang An finished speaking, everyone jumped up excitedly, burst into tears, excited, and cheered.

They had no doubt about Wang An's words at all. It was a kind of resonance from bloodlines, a blood-related trust.

In Wang An, they saw a kind of hope and an expectation.

Some of them are in their 80s, have children in their 28 years old, and even have more than a dozen female witch tribes.

Many people hugged each other and cried bitterly.

In those days when the dust is flying, the sun is everywhere, the hunger is not enough to fill the stomach, and the worry is all day long, it is still such a dream that is hard to come by. Seeing that the dream is about to come true, the depression has already erupted.

"Okay, let's leave here first." Wang An moved, directly restrained the ancestor witch's battle body, and said to everyone with some emotion.

"Everyone, let's go home with my king and go to the ancestral city." One of the octogenarians seemed to have some prestige among these people; after saying that, everyone calmed down.

"Don't move, I'll send you to a small cave heaven." After Wang An finished speaking, his mind moved and a mysterious aura burst out from his body.

The Eight Desolate Sky Tower in the body buzzed, and a ray of light flashed, and the spiritual light flashed, and the witch clan on the spot disappeared directly.

"Hey, someone is here!" Wang An sent all the witch tribes into the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower and specially divided the area.

At this time, under his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly felt a wave of space, and a figure shot in. The power of law burst out, allowing the raging Qingfeng between the world to avoid it.

"Let's go, the god-transforming monk from the Changsheng Sect is here!" Wang An finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared between heaven and earth in a blink of an eye.

As soon as Wang An left, a figure suddenly appeared at the place where Wang An intercepted the mine slaves.

"Huh, where is the person?" The Taoist priest holding a whisk stood there in surprise and suspicion.

"Damn it, everyone has disappeared! It's a big deal at this time. It seems that we have to report to the sect leader." After this man used several magic tricks on the spot, his body disappeared into the whistling green wind in a blink of an eye.

*******

"Senior brother, that thing appears in the Xunfeng Continent!"

After Wang An used the Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower again, Junior Sister Xu Jin knew it immediately, so the two rushed directly to the Xunfeng Continent.

Almost at the same time, the ancient demon Wari also discovered that he was rushing to the Xunfeng Continent.

When Xu Jin and his sister heard Gu Changsheng say that all the mine slaves in Xunfeng Continent were intercepted and the giant clan disappeared.

The two suddenly thought of a terrible possibility!

"Senior Brother, do you think the treasure the Lord is looking for will be on this person?" Yu Linglong said with a flash of eyes and hesitation.

Strange battle bodies, strange transformation techniques; and those Nascent Souls ushered in the world-destroying thunder tribulation, and survived this terrifying heavenly tribulation intact.

All of this indicates the extraordinaryness of Wang An, full of mysterious mystery.

"Hey, it's really possible to hear you say that. Let's go to Xunfeng Continent quickly. This time, you must not let this little devil run away." Xu Jin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes and exclaimed loudly.

*******

In the Xunfeng Continent, the green wind whistles and the Taoist rhyme rolls.

Killing was staged at all times, the ghost clan devoured and the demon cultivators were divided into pieces. Other forces of all sizes were killed by Wang An, and all rescued more than 500 witch clans.

"Huh... I finally rescued all the witch clans!"

On this day, Wang An stood in the vast and boundless Gobi Desert, facing the vast green wind, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

"Wang An, are we going deeper now? There must be treasures inside. There are so many top-quality wind spirit stones nearby!" Xiao Jin nipped a top-quality spirit stone on Wang An's shoulder, shaking his head excitedly and said.

"Well, let's continue to go!" After Wang An said that, his figure flashed and he flew towards the boundless green wind with the little golden dragon.

It was said to be fast, but then it was late.

Before Wang An could react, four light columns suddenly appeared in the void, and a layer of spiritual energy halo soared into the sky, forming a light curtain that directly blocked his way.

"Ho huh!"

A series of terrifying roars echoed between the heaven and earth, and a hideous and terrifying phantom appeared in each pillar of light.
Chapter completed!