Immortal Space

His space now has seventy-five acres, and his time is one hundred and four times that of the outside world.

The elixir produced in the space is more than enough for himself, and the rest is more than enough for his more than forty subordinates.

Especially some low-level elixirs matured in twenty or thirty years, and could be harvested several times a year.

The area of ​​the space is still growing, and more and more elixir will be produced in the space in the future, just like his second-order spirit wine, piled up in the space, he can't eat that much by himself, and the sales are not very good shot.

It is impossible for him to let the space land be barren, as

He doesn't want to expand the supply scale of Xiandao Trading Company for the time being, because he doesn't have that strength.

Even with the current scale, plus his own store income, there will be an annual income of more than one million.

Except for various expenses, he threw the rest into the space.

However, all the spiritual stones he earned this time were invested in Liu Changsheng.

It is not easy to cultivate a power. The initial investment is large, and there is no output, and continuous additional investment is required.

It took Wang Hong a few more days to deal with and arrange various affairs in Qingxu City.

The senior brother and his group had already returned to the sect two days ago, so Wang Hong had to go back to the sect alone.

Wang Hong controlled a flying magic weapon and flew towards the Zongmen without any haste.

When he flew over a mountain, a black light suddenly shot out obliquely from below, directly hitting his forehead.

In a hurry, before he had time to think about it, he sacrificed the middle-grade spiritual weapon, the Golden Light Bowl.

The golden light bowl didn't have time to change, and directly collided with that black light.

With a bang, the black light shattered and dissipated, and the golden light bowl was knocked over several times, but there was no damage.

Hey! Unexpectedly, a small Qi training monk will also have a middle-grade defensive spirit weapon.

At this time, a monk came out from the hill below, wearing a black robe and holding a big black bow.

If Eldest Senior Brother were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him. This is the Shadow Killer Foundation Establishment 3rd Floor cultivator who sneaked up on him at that time.

At that time, when they smashed up the shadow killing den, there were more than a dozen people outside, and luckily they slipped through the net.

The killer was one of those lucky ones, and after the den was destroyed, he went into hiding.

It was also his luck that he found that Wang Hong had left the city alone.

He took over the assassination mission of No. 107 before, but unfortunately failed, and he was punished by Steward Xing. Now that Steward Xing was beheaded, he survived.

When he took on the task of No. 107, he also knew something about the No. 106 target.

When he saw Wang Hong leaving the city, he quietly followed him, and when he found an opportunity, he launched a sneak attack.

Although the den is taken away and everyone is hidden, it won't be long before the headquarters will send people over again.

If he makes some contributions now, he can also show his face in front of the new chief executive.

Although his cultivation level was higher than Wang Hong's, he still chose to sneak attack out of the killer's professional habits.

Wang Hong waved his hand, held the golden light bowl in his hand, and stared coldly at the man in black opposite him.

He didn't expect that someone would come to assassinate him so soon, and he was still a monk with a third-floor foundation.

He turned the flying magic weapon and fled back. Although he still has the strength to fight now, running away is in line with the identity of the ninth level of Qi training.

The opponent is two small realms higher than him, but the sea of ​​his dantian is wider. In a real fight, it should be five or five.

If you can paralyze your opponent and then take advantage of his unpreparedness, it will be better to win.

Hahaha! I still want to run. As he spoke, he held the big black bow again, and slowly pulled the bow away. Mana gathered on the big bow to form a black arrow.

Then a black arrow shot out of the string and shot behind Wang Hong.

Holding the golden light bowl in his hand, Wang Hong poured a little mana into it, which only increased its shape a little bit, as if it lacked spiritual power and could not be activated.

When the black light arrow was about to reach behind him, he held the golden light bowl and directly blocked the black light arrow.

The black arrow collided with the golden light bowl, which produced a huge counter-vibration force, but it was nothing to a body-refining cultivator like Wang Hong.

But he still pretended that the golden light bowl almost flew out of his hand, and he couldn't stand still.

Hahaha! Take another arrow from me! Then he shot another arrow, which was still caught by Wang Hong reluctantly with the golden light bowl.

The opponent shot several more arrows one after another. Although Wang Hong caught it with difficulty, he still caught it without hitting the ground.

He was furious, retracted the big black bow, sacrificed a flying sword, and slashed at Wang Hong.

Wang Hong drove the flying magic weapon to dodge left and right, and from time to time, he used the golden light bowl to barely block the flying sword.

Unknowingly, the distance between them narrowed to about six feet.

Wang Hong suddenly dodged, and in a split second, he appeared in front of the black-clothed killer with a flying magic weapon.

It was he who practiced the Dragon Snake Escape Technique based on the Transformation Movement Technique, and now he can move about seven feet quickly in the air.

After approaching, without giving the opponent a chance to retreat, Wang Hong directly used the golden light bowl as a weapon, and slammed the black-clothed monk fiercely.

A body-refining cultivator is invincible in close combat at the same level.

With Wang Hong's 100,000 jin of strength under his arm, Jin Guangbo took a head-on shot, and the black-clothed monk tried to stop him.

As soon as the arm came into contact with the golden light bowl, the bones were shattered by the huge force.

Crack! With a sound, the monk in black was slapped from the air to the ground by a huge force.

After landing, the monk in black no longer maintained his human shape, but turned into a lump of rotten flesh.

Wang Hong looked around and found no other people or traps, so he fell to the ground.

Picking up the flying sword that the monk in black dropped to the ground, it was a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Looking at the rotten meat that he patted, Wang Hong didn't want to get his hands dirty, so he found a branch nearby and pulled the pile of rotten meat away.

After flipping around for a while, I picked out a storage bag with a branch.

Picking up the storage bag and shaking it, the meat paste on it was shaken off, and then rinsed several times with several cleaning techniques.

Only then did he open the storage bag, poke in with his spiritual sense, check it out, and showed a satisfied expression.

Wang Hong let out the spiritual fire he had obtained from practicing Wood Fire Burning the Sky. After cultivating it for a period of time, the small flame is now as big as five embroidery needles, which is five times larger than it was at the beginning.

I saw this little flame standing in Wang Hong's palm, jumping constantly.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the pile of rotten meat on the ground, and the little flame flew and landed on the pile of rotten meat on the ground.

Pfft! Suddenly, the pile of rotten meat burst into flames.

The fire was fierce, and in just a split second, the pile of rotten meat was all turned into fly ash.

This is the first time he has let out a small flame, and it seems that the power is very impressive.

After the fire was extinguished, a small, inconspicuous flame floated quietly above the corpse.

Wang Hong put away the flames, and drove the flying magic weapon away again.

Thank you for the plan of falling into the world