The woman fell to the ground, her face pale, staring in disbelief at the place where the crack had just appeared.

"How is that possible? Space magic? How can a Nascent Soul monk be able to fight across space?" The woman gritted her teeth and got up from the ground. After taking several pills in a row, she endured her injuries and moved away.

But before she had taken two steps, a white-haired man appeared in front of her and looked at her with a smile: "The girl is seriously injured! Would you like Wang to help the girl?"

The woman's face suddenly turned ashen, her body froze on the spot, and she backed up and leaned against a tree: "I was planted here today, but my master will not let you go!"

"Your master? Who is going to visit you one day!" A small black snake flew out of Wang Jie's sleeve, wrapped around the woman's body, and came to Wang Jie with the storage ring.

After Wang Jie took the ring, the little snake turned into evil spirit and dissipated. Wang Jie took out the sword from the ring and threw the ring to the woman: "Is your master very powerful?"

"My master is invincible in the world, and has always been invincible among fellow monks!" The woman looked at Wang Jie fiercely.

Wang Jie sneered: "What a coincidence, Wang also thinks so! Is your master a god-transformation monk?"

The woman suddenly smiled: "Didn't you come to visit me? I don't have to worry about it. My master will naturally come to visit you. You will know when you see him!"

Wang Jie turned around and left, but frowned. If he was really a god-transforming monk, it would be really difficult. Regardless of his physique, cultivation, and strength, he was only at the level of Nascent Soul, and he couldn't compare with before!

"You won't kill me?" the woman shouted loudly.

Wang Jie waved his hand: "You and I have no grievances, I just got my things back!"

...

Soon after, Wang Jie arrived at the holy spring. Not long after he left, many people had gathered, all fighting for the holy spring.

Sast and the others were standing there. Agatha was passing by and had no intention of joining in. Unexpectedly, Wang Jie came back and grabbed Agatha: "Why don't you go join in the fun?"

Agatha was startled, and when she saw that it was Wang Jie, she lowered her guard and said, "How dare I deal with the matters of those seniors in the late Nascent Soul stage?"

Wang Jie shook his head: "You left now, but you ran ahead. It will be more dangerous then, and leaving the Valley of Gods first is not necessarily a good thing."

Agatha didn't answer and followed Wang Jie silently.

When Wang Jie arrived, everyone stopped fighting. Xie Li said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, you have to make the decision on this matter!" Although the woman said this, her eyes were fixed on the sword in Wang Jie's hand.

Wang Jie threw the sword to Xie Li, and Xie Li relaxed her tense heart and thanked her repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist Wang, this holy spring..."

There were a total of thirteen late Nascent Soul cultivators present at this time. Sast, the head of the Jiaer family, and the two female leaders were all staring at Wang Jie, holding their own spells in their hands together with the people around them. Wang Jie said something wrong, and everyone

Then they would start a big fight, and be the first to gather fire to destroy Wang Jie.

As long as Wang Jie is dead, there will be no worries in seizing this holy spring. The holy spring is different from the treasure directly held in the hand. This is the benefit of changing oneself, which is better than the benefits of thousands of treasures! The old guys have no chance to enjoy it, but

But he has to fight for his descendants.

Of course Wang Jie understands the situation at this time. Outside the Valley of the Gods, he can rely on pre-emptive strikes, but now he is the one being controlled. He is not sure what kind of ghost and secret skills these old guys have in their hands. Anyway, Jiulingmu can just see someone.

One person has something in his hand.

Wang Jie turned around and said: "Fellow Daoist Xie Li, since you got the opportunity at the beginning, why didn't you get into this puddle? You can't blame me. Now everyone is here, more than ten people are present, and everyone has a share, so Wang

I've managed it for my fellow Taoist! Wang doesn't like this puddle either, so you can just do what you want."

The expressions of Xie Li and her brother changed slightly. They originally thought that Wang Jie would open his mouth to help them, but by then Wang Jie would become the target of public criticism, and they would be able to fish in troubled waters.

But a man said in a dark voice: "It's better to be hosted by fellow Daoist Wang!"

This man's eyes are all black and he seems to be a demon cultivator.

Wang Jie glanced at him and then at the others: "I wonder what you guys say?"

"Fellow Taoist Wang will take charge!" the others also said.

Wang Jie suddenly smiled and took two steps forward, but the magic power in his hand had been quietly deployed: "Isn't that why you are going into this puddle? But this puddle can only accommodate one person, so you need to make a careful decision. Before I take charge, I don't know if you can

If you have your own ideas, speak them out first and listen!"

Everyone was immediately buzzing about their thoughts, as chaotic as a marketplace. Except for the Yuanying monks, even the Golden Pill monks also opened their mouths to talk about their thoughts.

Xie Li said: "Fellow Daoist Wang..."

Wang Jie waved his hand: "You can't seize the opportunity given to you. There is no way. If I really want to fight more than a dozen of them, I have no chance of surviving. Now I can only hold them steady! I don't think you have a chance to get into this puddle.

Now, your treasure is shining brightly. If you don’t run away, I’m afraid someone will kill you and seize the treasure!”

Xie Li's expression changed slightly. She knew this even if Wang Jie didn't tell her. However, her daughter's qualifications were not good and it was not easy to break through the Nascent Soul. Her two siblings were older and had made many enemies.

If it's all done, my daughter will be bullied.

Furthermore, my daughter doesn’t have any fairy-like appearance, and it is even more difficult to find a Nascent Soul monk to be a Taoist companion.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, if my daughter can enter this holy spring... I am willing to dedicate this treasure to Friend Wang." The woman pushed the sword in her hand towards Wang Jie. Wang Jie glanced at the sword and said calmly: "This is

A treasure of the divine soul type cannot be used by monks with weak spiritual souls, nor can it be used by monks with strong spiritual souls. It cannot be used as a toy at the bottom of the box. If you really want to control this treasure, you can only transform it into a god!"

"If it weren't for this, it wouldn't have ended up in the hands of my siblings. This is something that has been spread across Wanping Continent!" Brother Xie Li said.

"Wanping Continent? Is it the ancestral continent of the Tianshu people?" Wang Jie asked.

"Exactly!"

Wang Jie took the sword and passed it with a smile: "Okay, I also like this sword. In that case, let me help you!"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wang!" The siblings quickly thanked them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jie grabbed Xie Li's daughter and threw it directly into the puddle. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the holy spring. The moment Wang Jie took the sword, a group of Nascent Soul monks took action.

But until Shelly's daughter fell into the holy spring, not a single spiritual light appeared on the scene. At this time, except Agatha, all the Nascent Soul monks present felt the blood in their bodies boiling, their hearts speed suddenly accelerated, and everyone was violently

On the verge of death, how can you still cast any spells?

After taking a closer look, I found that there was a blood-colored steel needle on each person's body. As long as Wang Jie's thoughts moved, everyone would die on the spot.
Chapter completed!