Rise of Qinglian

Inland, there is a mountain range stretching for millions of miles. The vegetation here is sparse, the aura is weak, and the people are sparsely populated.

A huge thundercloud floated high in the sky, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

There was lightning and thunder. Amidst the deafening thunder, thick silver lightning pierced the sky and struck a certain valley.

On a steep peak, Yang Qinglong stood at the top of the mountain, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of worry.

Chen Yueying is going through the great calamity. If she cannot survive the great calamity, she will naturally die. More than a thousand years ago, a fusion monk from the Ascension Faction died under the great calamity.

Chen Yueying is the leader of the Ascension Faction. If she dies, it will be a heavy loss for the Ascension Faction.

Generally speaking, when monks above Lianxu overcome the great tribulation, they will be protected by relatives or fellow disciples. Yang Qinglong is responsible for protecting Chen Yueying.

Time passed little by little, lightning fell one after another, the thundercloud area became smaller and smaller, powerful air waves flattened the mountain peaks, and smoke and dust billowed.

After a cup of tea, the thundercloud was still more than a hundred feet in size.

The thundercloud rolled violently, and some purple arcs emerged out of thin air. Not long after, the thundercloud turned purple, countless purple arcs flickered, and some golden arcs could be vaguely seen.

"Purple Yang Divine Thunder."

Yang Qinglong's face condensed. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the power of the Great Heavenly Tribulation. The stronger the combined monk, the more powerful the thunder and lightning caused by the Great Heavenly Tribulation. Purple Yang Divine Thunder is one of them.

They are also fused monks, but the power of thunder and lightning caused by the great tribulation is different.

It is said that when Xuanling Tianzun entered the Void Refining Stage, he attracted a wisp of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and almost killed Xuanling Tianzun.

For 50,000 years, the most famous person in Xuanling Continent is Xuan Qingzi. During the Mahayana period, he overcame the great catastrophe and attracted a wisp of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Simply put, this is a kind of recognition from heaven.

After the rumbling thunder sounded, the purple thunder cloud turned into a purple thunder python more than a hundred feet long, with a golden head and countless purple arcs wrapped around its body, and it jumped down from the sky.

In a huge pit with a diameter of ten thousand feet, Chen Yueying sat cross-legged on the ground, her face pale and gray, looking a little embarrassed.

The ground was littered with some broken formation disks, sparkling sawdust, and the last thunder tribulation. As long as she passed this level, she could be free for another five thousand years.

Feeling the astonishing pressure emanating from the purple thunder python, Chen Yueying took a deep breath and took out a sparkling blue bead. The aura was astonishing and the runes were flashing.

Xuanqing's Ezhu, a unique treasure of the Xuanqing sect, can weaken the power of thunder tribulation. It is only a one-time use item. This treasure can indeed weaken the power of thunder tribulation, but if the power of thunder tribulation is too strong, the person who overcomes the tribulation will still be wiped out. .

Generally speaking, with Xuan Qing's Ezhu in hand, she has a higher chance of surviving the great calamity, but it cannot be said that she will be 100% fine.

She entered a magic spell, and the aura of the Xuanqingdu Ezhu greatly increased, blooming with a dazzling blue light, covering her whole body.

The purple thunder python rushed over, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Chen Yueying in one gulp.

A dazzling purple thunder light lit up, covering a hundred miles in radius. Waves of air flowed like a tide, and earth and rocks splashed.

After a while, the thunder light dissipated, and Chen Yueying was lying in the huge pit, dripping with blood, with white bones visible in many places on her body, and her breath was weak. If it weren't for Xuan Qingdu Ezhu, she would have died.

Yang Qinglong descended from the sky, took out a blood-red pill, and fed it to Chen Yueying.

After taking it, Chen Yueying's pale face slowly returned to rosy, and her body surface lit up with a dazzling aura.

"This time it was really dangerous. It actually attracted the Purple Sun Divine Thunder. Fortunately, I exchanged a Xuanqing Bead to overcome the evil with the Xuanqing Sect."

Chen Yueying said to herself, with an expression of lingering fear on her face.

"Senior Sister Chen, now that you have survived the great catastrophe, let's return to Zhenhai Palace! You need to take good care of yourself for a while."

Yang Qinglong suggested that even if he took the healing elixir, Chen Yueying said that it would take hundreds of years to cultivate, but this was still under the premise of continuing to take the healing elixir.

If you are a casual cultivator in the combined stage, it will take you a thousand years to cultivate just one healing elixir. Seventh-level healing elixirs are still relatively precious, and not many combined cultivators can take them in batches.

Chen Yueying nodded and left with Yang Qinglong.

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Qinglian Island, Qingzhu Peak, a secret room.

Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on a green futon with his eyes closed tightly. The phantom of a giant sword floating in the sky floated above his head. The tip of the sword flashed with silver light, as if it were a real entity.

His Dharma Appearance has been condensed to one-sixth, which is already very good. The Dharma Appearances of many monks in the early stage of Void Refining have only been condensed to one-tenth, or even less.

A transmission note flew in and landed in front of Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan seemed to notice something. The shadow of the giant sword above his head slowly disappeared and he opened his eyes.

He flicked two fingers, and a ray of blue light flew out, hitting the transmission talisman. Wang Qingcheng's urgent voice suddenly sounded: "Seventh brother, something bad has happened. The aliens are attacking the border town, and Zhenhai Palace has recruited us to join the battle."

"Aliens attack the border town!"

Wang Qingshan's face darkened. As far as he knew, the last time a racial war broke out was more than 50,000 years ago. Dozens of races joined forces to attack the human race. The human race suffered heavy casualties. He didn't know how many monks would be killed this time.

When Wang Qingshan walked out of his residence, a bag of earth bulged out of the ground, and a stone man emerged from the ground.

It refined the crystal core left by the Huashen Clan and successfully advanced to the fifth level.

The three cunning ones failed to advance to the fifth level and have already passed away. The golden-horned thunder lin beast is already at the top level of the fifth level.

There is still some gap between the stone man and the spirit race. If it turns into a human form, its cultivation speed will be faster.

"Yes, I have advanced to the fifth level. Practice hard."

Wang Qingshan took out a piece of pale golden ore and threw it to the stone man.

Stonemen like strange gold and stones, which are beneficial to their advancement.

Wang Qingshan turned into a blue light and walked away through the air. Not long after, he arrived at the meeting hall.

Wang Qingcheng and other hundreds of tribesmen have been waiting for a long time. Their expressions vary from nervous, excited to worried.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli were also there, both of them were in the late stages of becoming gods.

"Master, what is going on? Why do you suddenly want to recruit us to join the war?"

Wang Qingshan frowned and said.

"The aliens suddenly attacked the city, and many border towns were attacked. Zhenhai Palace will dispatch one Lianxu, ten Transformation Gods and one hundred Nascent Soul monks to join the battle."

Wang Qingcheng said truthfully, his face solemn.

"Does Uncle Nine and Aunt Nine know about this?"

Wang Qingshan asked.

"Both my parents are practicing in seclusion. I haven't informed them yet. It was Yuejiao's cousin who came to deliver the order. There will be no lies."

Wang Qingcheng's face was full of sorrow. The race war was very fierce. It was unknown how many monks would be killed or injured.

If the monks who participate in the war are too low in cultivation, they will die. If the monks who participate in the war are too high in cultivation, if they die at the hands of foreigners, the Wang family will be severely damaged. (To be continued)

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