Rise of Qinglian

The young woman in the red dress was shocked and angry. The spirit beast she had cultivated for many years was killed just like that. Before she had time to think about it, a shrill roar sounded, and the red boa constrictor flew upside down, turning into a red bead with dim aura. A tiny crack.

There was a wave of ripples in the void above the head of the young woman in the red dress, and a white dragon claw emerged out of thin air and slapped her Tianling Gai.

A red jade lock she wore on her chest shone with a dazzling red light, and a thick red light curtain appeared out of thin air.

The white dragon claw hit the red light curtain, and there was a muffled sound.

The white flood dragon spewed out a vast expanse of white aura, and came straight towards the young woman in the red dress, but the young woman in the red dress was about to avoid it, when a loud shout from the man resounded throughout the world.

Liu Mei, a young woman in a red skirt, frowned tightly, feeling a sharp pain coming from the sea of ​​consciousness, which was unbearable.

When she came back to her senses, white aura covered her figure, and her body froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a huge ice sculpture.

A blue sky-high sword swept across, cutting the huge ice sculpture in half, and the ice sculpture turned into a shining jade talisman.

A red aura lit up in the void hundreds of miles away, and the figure of a young woman in a red dress appeared, her eyes full of fear.

As soon as she appeared, a thick golden thunderbolt shot out and arrived in front of her in an instant.

The golden thunder light hit the red light curtain, and there was a muffled sound, and a white dragon claw emerged out of thin air, hitting the red light curtain, and the aura of the red light curtain dimmed.

A gust of cold wind swept past, and a white dragon appeared out of nowhere behind the young woman in the red dress.

The young woman in the red dress was so frightened that she quickly waved the plantain fan in her hand, releasing a large area of ​​five-colored flames, which landed on the body of the white flood dragon.

There was a loud rumbling noise, and the five-colored flames drowned Wang Qinghao's figure.

A loud dragon chant sounded, the flames flickered and extinguished, and two huge white dragon claws emerged out of thin air, hitting the red light curtain.

This time, the red light curtain shattered, and the white dragon claw pierced through the chest of the young woman in the red dress. As soon as a miniature Nascent Soul was separated from the body, the white flood dragon sprayed out a white glow, freezing it.

With a flash of white light, the white dragon turned into Wang Qingyu's figure. There were many burn marks on his body. The power of the seventh-level spiritual flame was indeed very strong, but it could not seriously injure him. The body of the dragon is very powerful.

Seeing that his companion was killed so quickly, the green-robed old man broke into a cold sweat. He didn't know that he had kicked himself on the iron board.

The blue-robed old man's body surface was full of blue light, and he wanted to use the escape technique to escape.

A man shouted loudly resounding throughout the world, and the old man in green robe frowned, feeling that the sea of ​​consciousness was about to be torn apart.

A white glow descended from the sky, covering the Wanhua Basket, and the Wanhua Basket froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into an ice sculpture.

Nine streaks of cyan rainbows shot towards them, and where they passed, cyan vines and trees snapped in the middle, and sawdust flew around.

When the green-robed old man came back to his senses, nine cyan rainbows had already arrived in front of him and surrounded him.

There was only a piercing sword cry, and nine thick blue sword lights shot up into the sky.

"Sword array, no..."

Before the old man in green robe finished speaking, he was flooded by nine cyan sword lights. The blue shield was torn apart, and the old man in green robe was also torn apart, turning into a rain of blood.

A blue light flashed, revealing a piece of blue wood with dim aura.

With a "pop", the green wood split into pieces and turned into countless sawdust.

A ray of blue light lit up in the void hundreds of miles away, and the figure of an old man in green robe appeared with a frightened face.

Countless white snowflakes floated down from the sky, and after one blurred, they turned into white ice spears about ten feet long, heading straight for the old man in green robe.

At the same time, a blue sky-highing giant sword shot out, leaving a long white mark in the void wherever it passed.

The green-robed old man pinched the Fa Jue, and a gigantic phantom in the shape of a human appeared above his head, which was exactly the Fa.

With a pinch of the human-shaped phantom method, flowers, vines and trees drilled out of the ground, and quickly swelled.

Wang Qingshan opened his mouth and spewed out a blue flame, which was Qinglian Yehuo.

The Qinglian Yehuo fell on the cyan vines, and the fire quickly expanded, turning the cyan vines, trees, flowers and thorns into ashes.

A stern look flashed in the eyes of the green-robed old man, and he flipped his right hand, a gleaming black bead appeared in his hand, and was about to sacrifice it, when a loud man shouted.

The facial features of the green-robed old man were distorted, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

A gust of wind blew by, and a young man in a golden shirt with cyan iron wings on his back suddenly appeared behind him, it was the seventh-order puppet beast.

Countless mysterious runes emerged from the golden shirt youth's right fist, which turned into a golden hammer and smashed towards the human figure.

There was a muffled sound, and tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the phantom, and after a burst of blue light, the cracks quickly healed.

The eyes of the young man in the golden shirt shot out a golden light, and at the same time, he swung the golden sledgehammer again, hitting the phantom in human form.

After a scream, the phantom of the human figure was torn apart, turning into bits of spiritual light and disappearing.

As soon as the appearance was broken, the green-robed old man spat out a big mouthful of blood.

The void fluctuated together, and a white dragon claw emerged out of thin air, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

The white dragon claws slapped him head-on, but was blocked by the aura of the old man in green robes, but a giant sword that held up to the sky shot out and cut him in half.

As soon as a miniature Nascent Soul was separated from the body, it was covered by a white haze and was involved in a white gourd.

Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingyu both heaved a sigh of relief. The combined monks in Qianling Continent have a lot of supernatural powers, but fortunately they are superior in skills.

They searched for the soul of the enemy's Nascent Soul, and it really was a trap.

As soon as they arrived at Qinglin Valley, they were followed by evil cultivators.

The evil cultivators set up traps, under the guise of Daoist Qingyan sitting in the cave, to trap and kill them. This is not the first time this group of evil cultivators have committed a crime. Ten fit monks were trapped and killed by them.

"In order to trap and kill us, it took hundreds of years to lay out. It seems that evil cultivators are not easy to be."

Wang Qingshan said with a smile.

With the Ten Thousand Flowers Basket, the Thunder Lin Beast with Golden Pupils and the seventh-level spiritual flame, they have few opponents.

What the green-robed old man wanted to sacrifice was the Soul Slayer Orb, which was refined from the Profound Soul Crystal. It was designed to injure the soul, a one-time treasure, but it was a pity that he couldn't sacrifice it, so he was killed.

The net worth of these two evil cultivators is very rich. There are more than ten middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao in total, most of which are attacking.

They have been to many places, and they have a certain understanding of the local customs and cultivation resources, which will help Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingyu in their future activities.

Wang Qingshan was a little lucky, fortunately he was not blindly arrogant, if he came alone, Wan Hualan would take away his treasures, his strength would be greatly weakened, and he would definitely not be the opponent's opponent.

Today there is a power outage, and the tablet is almost out of power. It will be three changes. It will be updated early tomorrow. The last few nights have been power outages, with intervals of half an hour. Today is the worst, with five power outages, and the power outages lasted for a few minutes in half an hour.