Immortal Space

Looking at those monsters fleeing desperately, he didn't take the initiative to kill them. Naturally, he didn't need to take action for such a trivial matter.

Unless some monsters are unlucky, or have poor eyesight, and get too close to him, and are killed by him.

Of course, he was not idle, but let go of his spiritual sense, walked into one shop after another, and dug out all kinds of items hidden inside.

What spiritual grass, spiritual fruit, ore materials, and some simple and crude magic weapons for refining.

Taking advantage of the fact that there is no one else around, he directly put these miscellaneous things into the space.

Some things that were not very valuable but took up a lot of space were taken in by him.

Even the signboard hanging at the entrance of the store was taken away by Wang Hong because it was made of first-order metal materials.

Although he doesn't use this kind of material himself, he has many subordinates and needs too many resources of all kinds.

At this time, he was picking up a large bowl for monsters to eat. The material seemed to be good, and he could process a long spear when he went back, so he put it away.

He quickly ransacked a shop, leaving almost no items with spiritual power behind. He nodded in satisfaction and walked to the next shop.

At this moment, he heard the sound of violent fighting from Tianquan Peak.

He had brought two Jindan monks here before, and he asked one of them to follow him to Fangshi.

The other person went to the top of the peak to guard first, so that the monster could not escape with his belongings.

Because the Qingxu Mountains are not just empty now, not only the third-tier monsters have left, but most of the second-tier and first-tier monsters have also been transferred away.

The Tier 3 monster left behind has been beheaded,

Now a Golden Core cultivator is in there, he is simply invincible.

Unexpectedly, there was another third-tier monster on Tianquan Peak, and this third-tier monster dared to resist.

"You hold here, I'll go and have a look!" Wang Hong ordered this Jindan subordinate, and flew towards the top of the mountain.

When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw two people who were fighting.

"It turned out to be him!"

It is not monsters who are fighting with his subordinates at this moment, but the original Xuanwu Hall Master of Qing Xuzong.

But at this time, his subordinates had already lost all their strength in the fight, and they were in danger.

This Xuanwu hall master is a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, and his subordinates have only entered the Golden Core for the first time, and only have the cultivation base of the early Golden Core.

"Old Turtle! Let's meet again!"

Wang Hong shouted loudly, and flew towards the place where the two fought.

"Boy! It turned out to be you, and your life is quite big!"

Of course, Xuanwu Hall Master also recognized Wang Hong, and they had a lot of dealings back then.

Seeing that Wang Hong didn't die in the beast horde, he was still alive and kicking, and he had even risen to the second highest level of cultivation, he felt uncomfortable.

"Old tortoise, do you think that everyone else needs to beg for mercy from the monster race like you to survive?

From my point of view, the master you turned to is not very good. After all these years, you have not improved at all. "

Wang Hong also didn't know if the other party had made any progress. After all, he was only in the foundation building stage back then, and he was not yet capable enough to distinguish the strength of the Golden Core cultivator.

Anyway, he just sees that the other party is unhappy, and he can say whatever he can to stimulate the other party.

At the same time, a scarlet flying sword quickly slashed at the Xuanwu hall master.

The master of Xuanwu Hall was distracted by Wang Hong's talk about the central matter. Not only did his cultivation base not increase over the years, but he even regressed a little.

After he took refuge in the Yaozu, because he was born in the Qingxu Sect and knew a little about alchemy, he became the alchemy tool of the Qinghu clan.

Including the disciples of the Qingxu Sect who surrendered with him at the beginning, all of them have now become the alchemy tools of the Yaozu, and they don't even have time to rest, let alone practice.

The life after taking refuge in Yaozu is not as happy as imagined.

Just when he was distracted, a red flying sword had already killed him silently.

Xuanwu Hall Master's heart trembled, and his hairs stood on end immediately, feeling that a great danger was approaching.

"Thief!" Xuanwu Hall Master yelled angrily, almost fell into Wang Hong's way, hurriedly sacrificed a shield, and blocked it in front of him.

His shield is refined from black tortoise shells. It was assigned by Qing Xuzong to the previous Xuanwu hall masters. It is said to be unparalleled in defense and extremely powerful.

In just a split second, the two fought dozens of times in the air. Wang Hong's natal flying sword was fierce, but he couldn't do anything with the shield of Xuanwu Hall Master.

That Jindanqi subordinate, when Wang Hong took over the Xuanwu hall master, he found that he was no longer able to intervene with his own strength, and now he could only watch the battle from the sidelines.

When the two collided again, several clusters of flames flew out from the red flying sword, and these clusters of flames touched the shield, and even directly ignited the shield.

This unparalleled shield can't defend against this kind of flame.

But at this time, several balls of flames flew towards the Xuanwu hall master. Seeing this, the Xuanwu hall master immediately discarded the shield, his body turned into a bloody light, and he flew a hundred feet away in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Wang Hong's figure blurred for a while, and he appeared in front of Xuanwu Hall Master in an instant.

"This kind of escape is good! It's a pity that it's worse than me."

When Hall Master Xuanwu heard these words, Wang Hong was already a few feet in front of him, throwing a fist at him.

He hastily used that body technique again, turned into blood light, and was hundreds of meters away in an instant.

This time he didn't dare to waste time, and was ready to turn into blood and escape again.

But at this moment, he heard Wang Hong's voice ringing in his ears again.

"Like I said, your body skills are a little worse than mine."

Then he felt a pain in his head and lost all consciousness.

The Golden Core cultivator who was watching the battle saw that their boss directly smashed the opponent's head with a punch without using any magic weapon. It felt too impactful.

He decided that after returning home, he would also learn body training.

Wang Hong took off the storage bag of the master of Xuanwu Hall and checked it a little. There were still two magic weapons, some materials and spirit stones inside.

"Okay, you continue to stay here."

Wang Hong threw down a word and headed towards Shanjiaofang City.

There must be a beginning and an end when doing things, and he insisted on searching all of this market.

During this short period of time, the few remaining monsters in the square city were almost killed by the golden core monks guarding here.

Wang Hong continued to search for all kinds of spiritual objects from house to house. This feeling was even more exciting than treasure hunting.

In addition to storing some items in the space, he also filled dozens of storage bags, all of which were hung around his waist.

It took him a few hours to search the entire market.

After walking out of the market, he looked back with satisfaction and saw that there was nothing left to loot.

"Come on, let's go to the top of the mountain!"

Wang Hong greeted that subordinate and flew up.

Although he gained a lot in Fangshi just now, in fact, here are some first- and second-order materials, which are of no help to him, and can only be used by his subordinates when he takes them back.

The big head is on the top of the mountain. He remembered that Qing Xuzong's warehouse was set up on the top of Tianquan Peak in the past.