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"It's just a medium-sized puppet, and the strongest puppet is in the deepest part of the Gongshu family."

It turned out that the last attack did not make all the puppets collapse.

Even with the Ren family's martial arts supreme masters, they failed to achieve effective results.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Ban's descendants began to expand the various phalanxes based on wood and stone.

It echoes the Gongshu family back then.

"If possible, I would like to see where you store this spirit stone."

Gong Shuyuan seemed to have heard the most beautiful voice, and quickly gave Wang Yi the best equipment.

That night, they arrived at the ruins of Gongshu's family.

The moment Wang Yi came in, he always felt very familiar with the air.

However, he understood better that this might be an induction in his blood.

After some inspection, no suspicious blood was found.

For now, Wang Yi is most familiar with the sense of blood.

But what surprised Lingwang Yi even more was that there were many Lingshi exposed around him.

If he can be brought back together, his cultivation will be improved countless times.

With this in mind, the three of them went together.

Except for Wang Yi himself, the other two were unable to move anything.

Either the rock is too large to handle.

Or it feels like the death rate is too high.

At this moment, a few people suddenly appeared from the north.

They all breathed calmly, and they didn't know how long they had walked, but they still didn't change their faces and their hearts beat.

Gong Shuyuan stepped forward to stop them, and asked coldly: "This is a private property, what are you going to do?"

At this point, they knew that this place now belongs to the Lingnan Ren family, and the property of Goldman Sachs Group.

After Wang Yi had dinner, he went straight to Goldman Sachs Group.

Compared with the Qin Group in Jiangcheng, I don't know how many times higher.

Now the Qin Group is falling every day.

Even if the board of directors withdraws billions of dollars, it will still be of no avail.

After a while, a pale little girl came over.

"Our chairman is only known to me. If you ask him, it will be even more difficult for him to get rid of it on the phone."

After the woman finished speaking, she led Wang Yi to the other side.

This seems to be a secret door, which is invisible to ordinary people.

Gong Shuyuan followed them to explore around, always feeling that there was a pair of eyes watching them.

Wang Yi activated his aura and lit up all the street lamps here.

The spiritual energy reserves here are so high that it is difficult for ordinary people to see through.

In the innermost part lived several men and women in white coats.

"They appeared during the Qingming Festival last time. This time it has been several months. You just need to absorb the spiritual energy well later on."

Before the words fell, the figure of the woman disappeared like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in water.

Before Wang Yi could react, Gong Shuyuan took out a white jade pendant from his bosom.

held in the air.

The jade pendant emitted white light, shining the entire mountain.

Sure enough, as soon as Yu Pei appeared, more than a dozen jars of various kinds appeared in the surrounding space.

Wang Yi opened one of them and took a look.

Surprised.

what is this?
I saw a metal material the size of a thumb lying quietly in the jar.

Among them, the aura lingers wantonly, like auspicious clouds rising.

Pour it out and place it in the palm of your hand.

I just felt like my whole body was bathed in spiritual liquid, the pores all over my body opened one after another, absorbing spiritual energy wildly.

By the time Wang Yi reacted, the aura in the metal material had been completely absorbed.

"What kind of cultivation is Young Master Wang? At that moment just now, there was a multicolored glow."

Gong Shuyuan was astonished.

Only Wang Yi knew that the glow just now was just a manifestation of the aura.

But his cultivation is far from reaching this level.

It's all because the Taiyi Xuanhuang Jue is too profound.

Can quickly analyze aura.

Not long after, Wang Yi opened another jar.

Although it is not a strange metal, it is also a treasure with a lot of aura.

For Wang Yi, it is a treasure to replenish energy.

For Gong Shuyuan, it is a good thing that can be applied to puppets.

The two scrambled to take out the treasures in the jar one by one.

In the end, Wang Yi got nearly ten jars, and the concentration of aura in them was no less than one hundred spirit stones.

"There's more in it, if Wang Shao likes it, just go ahead and tease it."

Seeing that the treasures he had obtained were enough for him to use for a period of time, Gong Shuyuan borrowed flowers to present to Buddha.

Wang Yi didn't stop him and went straight.

After opening a stone door, a strong aura rushed towards his face.

Just taking a breath, I feel comfortable all over.

The Taiyi Xuanhuang Jue didn't work, but it seemed ready to move.

"Don't worry, I will let you eat and drink well."

Wang Yi comforted him, and after breaking into the stone gate, he found a spacious place and sat down.

In less than ten minutes, Gong Shuyuan came in from the outside.

But it didn't take long before he heard a panicked old cry.

Wang Yi got up quickly and looked over there.

At some point behind Gong Shuyuan, two men in black appeared.

They were all big and three rough, with serious expressions and murderous intent in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, behind them, a green-haired woman walked out.

Behind her was the woman who led the way just now.

"You are the last member of Gongshu's family, right?" The green-haired woman looked at Gongshuyuan with a cold smile on her lips.

Gong Shuyuan stared fixedly at the blue-haired woman, his face full of anger.

No one would have guessed that the person in front of him was one of the participants in the massacre of Gongshu's family.

Although the green-haired woman was only in her teens at the time, her cultivation was already at the level of a great martial arts master.

In an instant, the wound that Gong Shuyuan had just been soothed by Wang Yi burst open, oozing blood.

His eyes were like the eyes of dead fish, splattered with hatred.