Rise of Qinglian

With a deafening roar, the ground shook, the ground was torn apart, long and thick cracks appeared, a large amount of gravel rolled down, and large black trees fell into the cracks.

Gongsun Yang tapped his finger lightly, and the golden bricks flew up, and a huge hole appeared on the ground. The black giant should have died after being hit by the heavy magic weapon.

A black giant with a shriveled body walked out of the huge pit. After a dazzling black light lit up its joints, it quickly returned to normal, no different from before.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng and others frowned. It was the first time they had seen this situation. The black stone man's magical power was not great, but his recovery power was too strong! Like an immortal body.

Wang Changsheng flicked his wrist, and a ray of white light flew out, suddenly appearing above the black giant's head.

A flash of white light revealed a palm-sized ring, which was the Ice Moon Ring.

As soon as the ice moon ring appeared, a strong wind suddenly blew up. Countless white snowflakes appeared out of thin air and fell from high altitude. A cold current enveloped the black giant.

The black giant froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into an ice sculpture. The ground was covered with white snow, and the snow was several feet thick.

A golden light lit up above the black giant's head, and a small golden cauldron appeared out of thin air. There was a turtle pattern on the cauldron.

The golden cauldron fell down, and a large piece of water of the moon flew out and landed on the frozen black giant. The black giant turned into a black ice sculpture. The white snow also froze when it touched the water of the moon, and the ice layer was black. of.

A golden ax blade fell from the sky, and the black ice sculpture was cut in half by the golden ax blade like paper.

This time, the black giant did not recover again, but the formation was still there, and they were still trapped in the gray space.

"This should be a trapping formation. I don't know what secret techniques the demons are using, so I'd better use brute force to break the formation!"

Wang Ruyan suggested, with a look of worry in his eyes.

Song Xiruo squeezed the magic formula, and the fire clouds in the sky rolled violently, and huge red fireballs flew out and hit the ground.

Amidst the bursts of huge explosions, the whole world was enveloped in rolling flames, the gray space turned into an endless sea of ​​red fire, and the temperature rose sharply.

Wang Changsheng and Shangguan Tianhong took action almost at the same time. They swung the seven-star demon-slaying knife and the golden dragon ax towards the sea of ​​fire respectively. Wang Ruyan and others also took action.

There was a loud roar, and this gray space shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Half a quarter of an hour later, amid a deafening explosion, the gray space collapsed and they saw the light again.

Wang Changsheng and others looked pale. Their mana consumption was serious, but their spiritual consciousness consumption was not that great.

The faces of the six Zhao Qianfeng were slightly pale, and their current state was stronger than that of Wang Changsheng and others.

Hundreds of green lights broke out of the ground, flew high into the sky, gathered at one place, and turned into a huge blue light curtain, like a giant blue bowl, holding Wang Changsheng and ten people upside down inside.

Strong winds blew up, blowing up countless flying sand and rocks. Green Gang wind appeared out of thin air, making a harsh whistling sound, and headed straight for Wang Changsheng and others.

Shangguan Tianhong's face turned ugly. He could naturally see that the demons were going to use up all their mana. By then, they would be nothing more than meat on the chopping board. It had to be said that the demons' method was indeed a good one. This was wisdom. Pick.

Six god-transforming monks used formations to trap ten god-transforming monks. This was still possible.

Shangguan Tianhong frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he took out nine identical porcelain bottles, distributed them to Wang Changsheng and others, and said, "There are some ten thousand years of spiritual milk in them, which can speed up the recovery of your mana."

The Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk can instantly restore mana to Yuanying monks. For the God Transformation cultivators, the effect of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is less effective.

Wang Changsheng took the porcelain bottle, opened the cork, and a stream of extremely pure spiritual energy floated out. He did not take it immediately, but looked at the others. The others hesitated for a while, but still took the ten thousand years of spiritual milk.

They all signed the oath, and they were not afraid of Shangguan Tianhong's tricks and took the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk one after another.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan also took the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk. Just now they used the Nine Dragon Drums to fight the enemy. Their mana consumption was relatively large.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't hold back. You can use that drum-like spiritual treasure to break the formation faster."

Shangguan Tianhong's tone was serious. At this point, if he still held back, he would be seeking death.

Others looked at Wang Changsheng one after another. A powerful Tongtian Lingbao broke through the formation faster.

Wang Changsheng nodded and took out the Nine Dragon Drums.

Shangguan Tianhong narrowed his eyes, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao, use that rare treasure to protect everyone. This treasure of mine can attack indiscriminately."

Wang Changsheng reminded that he planned to summon nine dragons to fight against the enemy and destroy the demons.

What confused him was that the demons knew that he could summon nine fifth-level high-grade dragons, so why did they dare to form an array to fight against the enemy? Do the demons have a trump card against fifth-level dragons? Or is there a treasure against the water of the underworld?

According to Qianhu Zhenjun, the demons have some special talismans in their hands, which are very powerful. I wonder if the demons rely on these secret talismans.

Jiao Lin responded, and flew out a steamy blue bead. After flying high into the sky, the blue bead lit up with countless mysterious runes, and turned into a thick blue light. Curtain covering them all.

Wang Changsheng flew out and landed on the blue light curtain, and dozens of green winds swept in.

He punched the head of the Nine Dragon Drum, and after a deafening dragon roar sounded, a steamy sound wave swept out, like a tsunami, with an unrivaled force, hitting the green wind. .

There was a loud rumbling sound, and wherever the blue sound wave passed, the green wind shattered everything like an egg hitting a stone.

Dragon roars sounded one after another, and steamy blue sound waves flew out. Each sound wave was more powerful than the other.

There was a constant roar within the formation, mixed with a deafening roar of a dragon.

Outside the formation, Zhao Qianfeng and the other six frowned, their faces getting paler, and the formation disks in their hands were flashing with light.

As time passed, their mana was consumed quickly and they were sweating profusely.

"Use the blood-burning talisman quickly to stimulate your potential and speed up the recovery of mana."

Zhao Ganfeng shouted loudly, took out a gleaming bloody talisman, and slapped it on his body. Ouyang Yu and the four others followed suit. Their bodies were covered in a large blood light, and their pale faces slowly returned to normal.

Situ Mei frowned and observed carefully for a while, but found nothing unusual.

There was a muffled sound of "click", and a small crack suddenly appeared in the array disk in Situ Mei's hand. She was shocked and quickly took out the blood-burning talisman and slapped it on her body.

A strange energy suddenly poured into Situ Mei's body. Her mind was filled with a violent killing intent, and her eyes slowly turned red.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you are tampering with the talismans. We are in the same group. How can you do this to me?"

Situ Mei gritted her teeth and said with a look of unwillingness on her face.

"You are a slave with the third surname, who is the same as you? Chen Daoyou is dead. It is too difficult for us to go to other interfaces. We can't go to other interfaces. We can only kill these guys, otherwise we will die. , by killing them, we can get a lot of treasures, and it will be easier to go to other interfaces."

Zhao Ganfeng's tone was indifferent. It is difficult for monks in the middle stage of transformation to go to other interfaces. They need specific talismans or treasures to protect themselves. Chen Datong, who was proficient in weapon refining, is dead. If he wants to go to other interfaces, the best way is to annihilate them all. Spiritual cultivation, using the treasures in their hands to travel through the interface.

Zhao Shengkai and Ouyang Yu looked as usual. They did not regard people like Situ Mei as companions. When they were of use value, they would naturally take a high look at them. If they were not of use value, they would abandon them immediately.

Dead Taoist friends are not dead Taoists. If it weren't for their spiritual strength, they would not sacrifice the three of Situ Mei.

Countless bloody runes appeared on Situ Mei's body, with a look of pain on his face, and his abdomen expanded rapidly, like a pregnant woman who was pregnant in ten months.