Rise of Qinglian

Dongli boundary, South China Sea.

In a certain stretch of endless blue sea with no clouds, Wang Qingshan is chasing Zhao Hengbin.

Zhao Hengbin's face was pale and he was riding a giant red tiger.

"If you want to leave, leave the head as a sacrifice to my cousin."

Wang Qingshan's cold voice sounded, with murderous intent on his face.

Wang Qingshan wrote down every Nascent Soul monk who attacked Qinglian Island, and he swore in front of Wang Qingjun's grave that he would kill all these Nascent Soul monks.

Every time a war started, Wang Qingshan would deal with the Nascent Soul monks who attacked Qinglian Island.

With a pinch of his sword skills, the nine green glass swords bloomed with dazzling green light. The swords screamed loudly. The nine green glass swords flew rapidly in the sky, turning into nine blue lotus flowers about ten feet tall, dripping. With a twist, nine green lotus flowers went straight towards Zhao Hengbin.

Zhao Hengbin snorted softly, turned his palm, a black light flashed, and a palm-sized black inkstone appeared in his hand.

The black inkstone has a simple style, and ink flows slowly in the sink.

Zhao Hengbin threw the black inkstone into the void, and then inserted a magic spell. The black inkstone suddenly bloomed with a dazzling black light, and its size skyrocketed to more than a hundred feet.

The mouth of the black stone inkstone tilted downwards, and a stream of ink that exuded the fragrance of ink fell, like a black waterfall, standing horizontally over the sea.

Wang Qingshan pinched his sword, the sound of the sword was like thunder, and the dense green sword energy swept out, turning into a sky-high sword light hundreds of feet long, slashing towards the black waterfall with a devastating force.

The light of Qingtian's sword hit the black waterfall and disappeared without a trace, like a sea of ​​mud.

Wang Qingshan frowned and took out the Lingbao Green Lotus Sword.

With a muffled sound of "Puff", a green flame appeared on the Qinglian Sword, and the temperature suddenly increased.

He held the Green Lotus Sword and slashed into the void of the black waterfall.

There was a dull stabbing sound, the void shook and twisted, and a sky-high sword light more than a thousand feet long flashed out and struck the black waterfall.

The black waterfall was like tissue paper and was shattered by Qingtian Sword Light. Qingtian Sword Light struck the black inkstone and the black inkstone flew upside down.

Nine blue lotuses came towards him and were about to hit Zhao Hengbin.

The giant red tiger under Zhao Hengbin let out an angry roar, the void shook, and a red sound wave swept out, facing the nine blue lotuses.

The nine green lotus flowers collided with the red sound waves, flew out one after another, restored the flying sword body, and surrounded Zhao Hengbin. The nine green glass swords swayed one after another, the sound of the swords continued, and dots of green light appeared in the void, turning into a flower. A palm-sized blue lotus flower.

"Sword array!"

Zhao Hengbin's face became ugly. There was a crazy look on his face, and the aura on his body shone brightly. His whole body merged into the body of the red giant tiger. A dazzling fire light emerged from the body surface of the red giant tiger, and the tiger's head twisted and deformed. Suddenly a human face appeared, it was Zhao Hengbin. The aura of the red giant tiger surged, quickly reaching the fourth level from the lower level to the upper level.

Dense green lotus flowers came from all directions, like sharp swords, hitting the giant red tiger, making a muffled sound of "clang", as if the green lotus flowers hit the copper wall.

The giant red tiger let out a roar, and countless red flames emerged from its body. Dots of fire appeared in the void, turning into red fireballs, as many as thousands, like stars in the sky.

The dense red fireballs swept away in all directions with an astonishing momentum. That wasn't the end of it. The giant red tiger flapped its wings fiercely, and more than a dozen red hot winds emerged out of thin air and swept away in all directions.

Boom!

After a huge roar, nine green glass swords flew out, a sound that hurt the eardrums broke through the air, and a green rainbow shot out, hitting the giant red tiger with thunderous momentum.

The giant red tiger opened its bloody mouth and spurted out billowing flames, hitting the cyan rainbow.

The red flame hit the cyan Changhong. The cyan Changhong suddenly stopped and revealed its true appearance. It was a shining cyan flying sword. There was a cyan lotus pattern on the hilt, which was the Qinglian Sword.

The green flames on Qinglian Sword spread, and the red flames suddenly dissipated.

The billowing flames split into two, and the cyan rainbow sank into the giant red tiger's mouth and shot out from its abdomen.

With a flash of green light, the green rainbow turned into the figure of Wang Qingshan. Wang Qingshan was holding the Green Lotus Sword in his hand and his face was slightly pale.

With his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, even the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage couldn't stop him from using the secret technique of combining human and sword.

At this moment, the void above Wang Qingshan's head fluctuated, and dots of green light emerged, turning into a green dragon claw of more than thirty feet in size, grabbing at Wang Qingshan's Tianling Cap.

Wang Qingshan reacted quickly, and struck the void above his head with the Qinglian Sword in his hand.

Keng!

Sparks flew everywhere, and Wang Qingshan felt an irresistible force coming towards him, and he quickly fell towards the sea.

The sea surface rolled violently, setting off huge waves more than a hundred feet high, and a green dragon more than a hundred feet long emerged from the sea. This was a fifth-order dragon, none other than Long Xiaoyao.

The green dragon opened its bloody mouth and let out a loud dragon roar. A powerful suction force emerged out of thin air, and Wang Qingshan quickly flew towards its mouth.

At this moment, a golden thunder light lit up in the sky above the blue dragon's head, and a flying sword with flashing golden light appeared out of thin air. The golden flying sword's blade was wrapped by countless golden arcs. The aura was compelling. It was obviously a spiritual weapon. precious.

Countless golden arcs emerged from the golden flying sword, turning into a golden rainbow more than a hundred feet long, slashing towards the blue dragon.

Unprepared, the green dragon failed to avoid it and quickly sprayed out a blast of green wind.

Keng!

Sparks flew everywhere, and the green wind was shattered by the golden rainbow. The green rainbow struck the left dragon horn of the blue dragon. The horn broke, and the green dragon let out a painful roar. The green light on its body radiated, and it transformed into a carefree dragon. There was a bloody hole on his head as big as a finger.

"Which fellow Taoist is hiding in the dark? What's the point of hiding in the dark?"

Long Xiaoyao said with a cold face.

"As a god-transforming monk, what kind of ability do you have to attack the junior Yuanying? You dare to attack my disciples. Do you really think that I don't dare to kill all the low-level monks of your Tianlan Sect?"

A cold and ruthless man's voice suddenly sounded, just as he finished speaking. Liu Ye flew in from a distance and stopped at high altitude with an indifferent expression.

"Disciple pays homage to Master Liu."

When Wang Qingshan saw Liu Ye, his face was filled with joy and he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Hmph, it's like we don't dare to attack your low-level monks."

Long Xiaoyao looked disdainful.

"Then you try touching my Taiyi Immortal Sect's disciples and see if it's my sword that's faster or your body that can withstand beatings."

Liu Ye's face was full of murderous intent, and three flying swords of different colors flew out, hovering above his head. Each flying sword was a spiritual treasure.

During the outbreak of Jue Ling Qi, it was not that nothing was done in the Dongli Realm. All the major forces took out a lot of rare materials to refine spiritual treasures.