"A hundred years of hard work has been put into full swing, alas!"

Master Lingji looked at the corpse of the little boy who had just amused him, with no mercy on his eyes, but only a look of disappointment. He spent so much money on his natural resources, manpower and material resources, but he did not get the reward he deserved.

He was disappointed and had no interest in staying. With a wave of his sleeves, his whole body turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

“Clean it!”

"Master moved to the cave, and all the real people can retreat!"

The woman in purple left these words, turned around and left, and walked into the back of the hall. There were only a group of real immortal masters who did not stay and left by controlling the spiritual light. Only the real person in Tieling and four disciples under his sect were left in the hall.

"These guys are all using their real people as slaughter... It's fine if you are Wuxia, they are the only disciples of the ancestors... What are you guys!"

The real person Tieling was dissatisfied and murmured. Then he waved his sleeves and left with a control of the light. However, before leaving, he instructed his disciples to clean up the bodies in the hall and throw them to the back mountain.

"Oh, this is all fate!"

Unlike the other three fellow disciples, who carried the corpse of a boy who tried the medicine and dragged it away like a dead dog. Ding Qianqiu didn't mind the dead body of Wang Hao, covered in blood, carried it on his body and left the hall.

Blessing the magic of the Immortal Sect. Although Ding Qianqiu was carrying a heavy burden, he was fast. While running, he muttered and muttered to himself.

"Wang Hao, no, you are older than me, I should call you Brother Hao!"

"I thought it was a great opportunity, but I knew it would be like this... If I had known this, you should have stayed in Blackstone City honestly, get married and have children, and live your life!"

"After entering the Seven Secret Sect, your destiny will not be controlled by yourself... I have no choice but to help you, but I am just a beginner Qi training disciple and can't speak!"

Ding Qianqiu was a little sad. He came all the way to the back mountain. When his fellow disciples threw the bodies of three other boys in a depression at will, he began to dig a pit. Unexpectedly, the elder brother of the World Friendship exposed the body in the wilderness and buried it in the soil.

However, Ding Qianqiu never expected that his elder brother of the world was not dead. At the critical moment of life and death, a mysterious force suddenly burst out from Wang Hao's body, wrapping his soul and entering the mountain and sea realm.

"...The witch uses her body as a cauldron to devour all spirits and create supreme magical powers!"

A low voice sounded in his ears, accompanied by a huge roar, which was endless. Wang Hao, who was in a state of soul, did not feel the pain from his body and was awake. He looked at his situation with shock on his face, floating in the air, below was a mu of land of his own, and a stone tablet hung high above his head, which was the ancient tablet originally stored beside the spring and engraved with the word "mountain and sea".

Looking into the distance, there is an endless sea around it. The place beneath you belongs to an island larger than Black Stone City. There is a dense forest in the center of the island, and the acre of land belongs to you happen to be located in the middle of the forest.

He saw the red-haired fox and looked at him with a look of surprise. He saw two or two bears. He had originally "slapped the wall" to ask for the little fox for spring water, but suddenly he was shaken by the barrier rebounding. He felt the earth shaking, and the barrier quickly expanded around. He saw various monsters living in the forest, fleeing like frightened.

The clearest feeling is that the mountain and sea monuments hanging above your head seem to be integrated into your own soul and are closely related to each other.

It was a wonderful feeling of flesh and blood connecting the soul and soul. At the same time, a huge message was conveyed.

When Wang Hao accepted the message, his face showed incredible ecstasy. He had a method of cultivation, which came from the mountain and sea monument. To be precise, the former owner of the mountain and sea world, a group of mysterious existences who claimed to be ancient witches. He also knew the origin of the mountain and sea monument, the magical artifact that the powerful ancient witch spent billions of years to refine.

Whoever can recognize the master of the mountain and sea monument can own the entire mountain and sea world. The billions of creatures living and reproductive inside will be the master. The orders are issued, and no one dares to refuse to obey!

The mountain and sea monument was dormant before. Although it was stored in Wang Hao's body, it did not recognize its master. Therefore, Wang Hao could only borrow a little power to enter and exit the mountain and sea boundaries freely, and own a piece of land of more than acres.

Now, the mountain and sea monument awakens to recognize the master, its power bursts out, and the barriers expand outward. Wherever they pass, the monsters and creatures are suppressed and tremble. As the world master, although Wang Hao is a mortal body, he is like a god here, and can easily suppress any monster and control their lives.

boom!

The barrier barrier expanded to the entire island and ended abruptly. The mountain and sea monument hanging above Wang Hao's head turned into a stream of light and merged into his soul, disappearing.

Wang Hao floated down and landed beside the hut, his face disappeared from surprise, and turned into deep thought.

Whoosh!

The little red-haired fox was the first to come over, lie at Wang Hao's feet, and let out a close cry. Xiong Daxiong Er also came over, not like he was so upset when he was in an unhappy mood, and his dear grandchildren squatted beside him.

Their emotions, including excitement, fear, awe, etc., are all in Wang Hao's perception.

But Wang Hao is not considering the Mountains and Seas Realm, nor the newly accepted ancient witch heritage, and the more than 10,000 monsters on the island. He is considering one thing: Should he return to the outside world?

Now he is in a state of soul. Even if he recognizes the master of the mountain and sea monument, obtains the ancient witch inheritance method, and controls the entire island, he still cannot practice without physical body.

The way of witches uses the body as a cauldron to devour all spirits and create supreme magical powers!

Without a physical body, you can still practice hair!

Therefore, you have to go out.

Making up his mind. Wang Hao no longer hesitated and ordered the three guys around him to watch out for the house. Then he focused his mind and his soul disappeared in an instant, and he turned to his body.

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"I originally thought that if you succeed in trying the pill and have the spiritual roots, our brothers will be able to fight side by side like our ancestors, how happy it is!"

"You, you are still suffering!"

"It's a big deal to the ancestor. I'll take out the semi-finished elixirs to try, which will hurt people a lot!"

The pit has been dug. Ding Qianqiu was also quite confused and bold. He looked around and complained in a low voice that Master Lingji was accused of the elder brother of the Shijiao. If someone found out, his little disciple would be taken directly to the Palace of Execution and would have to peel off even if he didn't die.

After talking nonsense, Ding Qianqiu picked up Wang Hao's blood-stained body, put it in a pit, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and prepared to bury it.

At this moment, the "corpse" actually moved. Ding Qianqiu thought he was dazzled and didn't care, so he immediately made a magic trick. A green light fell into the side of the pit. Then a large vine broke through the soil. With its blessing, it swept the soil and filled it into the pit.

"Save, save me!"

At this time, Wang Hao had already returned to his body and realized that Ding Qianqiu was burying himself. His soul was unobstructed, but his body was seriously injured. He felt severe pain all over his body as soon as he was possessed, which was unbearable. But he had to try his best to shout for help.

This old friend of the family is definitely kind, but the key is that he is not dead yet, and his soul is just possessed. If he is buried alive, it would be really miserable!

This time, when Ding Qianqiu heard the call for help, he hurriedly stopped casting spells. The man jumped into the pit and cleaned up the soil on Wang Hao's face with his hands.

"Wang Hao, you are not dead yet!"

Seeing that the elder brother of the World Friends blinked at him, Ding Qianqiu looked out happily, dragged him out of the pit, and took out a jade slip from his arms and threw it into the air.

The jade slip burst in the air like fireworks, making a huge sound, and a pattern of seven peaks appeared.

Sign up for help. Soon, immortal cultivators came from all directions.

Ding Qianqiu's master, the people from Tieling Town, arrived first. After asking about the situation, the person looked ecstatic and took out a pill and stuffed it into Wang Hao's mouth. Then he sacrificed the spirit boat, took Wang Hao and the others, and flew through the air.
Chapter completed!