Rise of Qinglian

A vast red bamboo forest, the fallen leaves on the ground are several feet thick.

A loud explosion came from the depths of the dense forest, and a large number of red bamboos were swept up into the sky, and then turned into countless sawdust.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, Wang Yingjie, Wang Qingfeng, Dong Xueli, and Liu Hongxue stood in an open area. Their faces were slightly pale. Not far away lay seven huge red spiders. Their bodies were torn apart and they lost their breath.

They encountered a colony of millions of dragon-eating ants, and left behind, the dragon-eating ants dispersed to chase the Wang family members. More than a dozen members of the clan were killed, and Wang Shiming was also killed.

Dong Xueli and Liu Hongxue used up the robbing treasure, desperately broke out of the siege, scrapped a seventh-order puppet beast, and dispersed with the clansmen.

"It's finally solved, thanks to Yingjie who has mastered the Qianyang illusion eyes, otherwise we wouldn't be able to kill them so easily."

Dong Xueli breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Ancestor Xueli praised it absurdly. Qianyang Illusory Eyes just let them fall into an illusion temporarily. Without the treasures refined by Ancestor Qingfeng, it would be difficult to kill these demon insects."

Wang Yingjie said modestly.

"Let's take a break and move on! Hope to find something good."

Wang Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

After they dispersed with their clansmen, they only found more than a dozen dried sungrasses, the oldest of which was no more than 30,000 years old, so they didn't make much money.

They put away the red spider's body, rested for a cup of tea, and moved on.

A day later, they walked out of the bamboo forest, and a long and narrow valley appeared in front of them. The stone walls on both sides of the valley were uneven and covered with moss.

Wang Qingfeng held the red eye pearl with one hand, injected mana, and the red eye pearl brightened.

"Seventh Rank Five Thunder Beast!"

Wang Qingfeng's eyes lit up.

"Patriarch Qingfeng, where is it?"

Liu Hongxue asked.

"In a cave 150,000 miles away to the northwest, go, go there and destroy it. With the demon pill, you can refine the Five Thunder Transformation Spirit Pill."

Wang Qingfeng said in a deep voice, the four of them headed northwest.

They stopped behind a bush, looked solemnly at a towering peak in the distance, and there was a huge cave at the foot of the mountain.

"Set up an array to trap and kill this demon."

Wang Qingfeng ordered.

Liu Hongxue took out the array flag tray and began to set up the array.

After setting up the formation, Dong Xueli raised her right hand, and a flashing yellow talisman came out of her hand, and entered a formula. The talisman lit up with a dazzling yellow light and turned into a graceful girl in a yellow skirt, with runes on her body. flashing.

This is a talisman soldier in the fusion stage, proficient in earth-type magical powers.

A white light flew out between Dong Xueli's eyebrows, and the head of the girl in the yellow skirt disappeared. The girl in the yellow skirt turned her eyes and flew towards the cave.

The four of Wang Qingfeng cast spells and hid, waiting for the five thunder beasts to show up.

The rune soldiers flew into the cave, and there was a deafening explosion. Not long after, a thunderous sound resounded through the sky and the earth, and the ground shook slightly.

Rumbling explosions came from the cave, and immediately after, a huge bag of soil bulged up on the ground, moving quickly towards the bushes.

A mass of five-colored lightning lights up in midair, revealing a huge five-colored beast, whose body is surrounded by countless five-colored arcs.

As soon as the Five Thunder Beast appeared, it opened its jaw, and a thick five-color lightning flew out, heading straight for the dirt bag.

With a loud noise, the soil bag was struck by five-color lightning.

Just as the five thunder beasts were about to perform other supernatural powers, a strong force of gravity was generated on the ground, and its body fell uncontrollably to the ground. At the same time, a large golden flame gushed out from the ground, and the temperature was frighteningly high.

Thousands of golden lights broke through the ground and flew towards the sky. The Five Thunder Beasts realized that something was wrong and were about to avoid it when a man's shout sounded, echoing endlessly in a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

The body of the Five Thunder Beast trembled, and when it came to its senses, a huge golden light curtain emerged and surrounded it. There was a golden fire crow pattern on the surface of the golden light curtain.

Golden Crow Burning Heaven Formation!

The formation flag is made of more than 100,000-year-old golden ebony, and the spirit of a seventh-rank golden flame crow is also refined.

The four of Wang Qingfeng appeared, and they all held a glittering golden array in their hands, and each entered several spells.

The golden flames in the golden light curtain surged, and golden fire blades emerged from the void, slashing towards the five thunder beasts.

The thunder light on the surface of the Five Thunder Beast surged, and countless thick five-color lightnings swept out, defeating the attacking golden fire blades, but there were too many golden fire blades, and they went straight to the Five Thunder Beasts.

The four of Wang Qingfeng controlled the formation to attack the Five Thunder Beasts. Half an hour later, the golden flames engulfed the Five Thunder Beasts, and there was a shrill beast roar.

The four of Wang Qingfeng's spells changed, and each entered a spell. The golden flame on the ground suddenly condensed and turned into a golden fire blade more than a thousand feet long, and slashed at the five thunder beasts.

A shrill beast roar sounded, the head of the Five Thunder Beast rolled to the ground, a miniature Five Thunder Beast flew out of its body, was covered by a red glow, got caught in a red jade bottle and disappeared.

"This set of Golden Crow Burning Heaven Formation is too powerful! The seventh-level top-rank Five Thunder Beast is no match."

Liu Hongxue praised.

"Golden ebony is one of the top ten sacred trees. Using golden ebony to refine formation flags is comparable to ordinary seventh-order formations. It is normal for the power to be stronger."

Wang Qingfeng said with a smile.

"I heard that the Spirit Race has a Blood Moon Immortal Tree, which can bleed out divine blood, and cooperate with the formation to continuously create Spirit Race monks. Will there be a more peculiar spirit tree in the dojo?"

Dong Xueli said curiously.

Wang Yingjie nodded and said: "There should be, it depends on whether we have that luck."

They withdrew the formation, the golden flames dissipated, the ground was scorched black, and the Five Thunder Beast turned into a charred corpse with a scorched smell from its body, and its head fell not far away.

Wang Yingjie cut open the five-colored beast's abdomen, penetrated his palm into the abdomen, and after a while of groping, he escaped with a five-color thunder ball and a five-color round bead. There were some lightning-like patterns on the surface of the bead, which was natural.

They tried to attack the round bead with a thunder-attribute treasure, and confirmed that it was a thunder-absorbing bead.

"Leader-absorbing beads of the seventh-rank high-grade, we sent."

Wang Yingjie said excitedly, this lightning-absorbing bead is refined into a formation and used to save them from the great catastrophe, the effect must be very good.

"There must be a lot of good things here, let's go, go to other places to see, it's rare to come here, and get some more things back."

Wang Qingfeng said in a deep voice, they put away the body of the five thunder beasts and left the place.

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In a dense black forest, three men and one woman, four Jinghuo clan walked forward slowly, led by Yan Yun'er, their faces were full of guard.

They separated from the main force and broke through separately.

More than 20,000 miles away, in a long and narrow valley, the four of Wang Chuanming walked slowly, Wang Chuanming holding the spirit-seeking pearl with one hand.

They have been following the monks of the Jinghuo tribe all the time, and the road they walked was all taken by the Jinghuo tribe, which is safer. There were originally seven members of the Jinghuo tribe, but now there are only four left.