Rise of Qinglian

There was a cyan mini dragon embroidered on their clothes, which seemed to represent something.

"The Azure Dragon Clan!"

Wang Qingshan recognized this mark. Bai Ling'er had stayed in the Heavenly Demon Realm for many years and introduced the situation of the Heavenly Demon Realm to Wang Qingshan in detail.

The Qinglong Continent is the territory of the Jiaolong clan. The ancestor of the Jiaolong clan is an eighth-level Qinglong. It is said to be a true spirit, but the bloodline has been very weak until now.

The Jiaolong clan calls itself the Qinglong clan to the outside world. To put it mildly, it is because they have not forgotten their roots. Most of the clan members ignore the Qinglong bloodline in their bodies and care about face. They call themselves the Qinglong clan. The other races secretly call them the Jiaolong clan.

The ancestors of the minority groups in the Heavenly Demon Realm are true spirits, and they were the ones who outnumbered the rest back then. However, in the past hundred thousand years, no true spirits have appeared in the Heavenly Demon Realm.

It is not particularly difficult to cultivate to the Mahayana stage. It is really difficult to reach the purity of nine bloodline essences. Many monster bloodline essences in the Mahayana stage have only seven purity levels, and a few have eight levels.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even though it is not as good as before, the Qinglong clan is still among the best in the world of demons. The main reason is that the body of the dragon is too strong, and there are only a handful of other clans that can compete with the Qinglong clan in terms of physical body.

"Junior Long Yao (Long Wu), pays homage to senior."

The two of them did not dare to be hasty and bowed quickly.

No matter how much they don't like human monks, they don't dare to look down on Mahayana monks.

Wang Qingshan nodded and asked pleasantly: "Have you ever heard of a monk named Wang Qingjing?"

"Wang Qingjing? Never heard of it."

Long Yao shook his head. He thought of something and asked cautiously: "Senior, did you encounter an eighth-order diamond insect?"

"Eighth-level diamond insect? I didn't meet it. What's wrong?"

Wang Qingshan said doubtfully.

After arriving at Qinglong Continent, he found a place with abundant spiritual energy and asked Bai Ling'er to modify his skills. He didn't know what happened in Qinglong Continent.

"Our ancestors gathered a group of seniors to encircle and suppress the eighth-order diamond insect. If the seniors discover the whereabouts of this demon, they can report it to our Qinglong clan. We, the Qinglong clan, will be rewarded heavily. If you hide it and fail to report it, you will be the mortal enemy of our Qinglong clan. "

Long Yao said slowly, he thought of something, and added: "Of course, with the cultivation level and identity of the senior, he would not lie to us juniors."

"The eighth-order diamond insect escaped? From which direction did it escape?"

Wang Qingshan asked curiously.

Long Yao was about to answer when a dragon roar echoed from his arms. He took out a Dharma plate with flashing green light. A lifelike dragon pattern was engraved on the surface of the Dharma plate, and a magic formula and a hurried woman's voice were inserted into it. A voice sounded: "Found it. It has escaped into the Yulong family. Please notify the higher ups and ask the ancestors to come over."

"The Tomb of the Fallen Dragon!"

Wang Qingshan frowned. He heard Bai Ling'er mention the Meteor Dragon Tomb, which is a dangerous place in the Heavenly Demon Realm. It is said that a golden dragon in the Mahayana stage died there, hence the name.

"Understood, we will report it immediately."

Long Yao agreed and put away the blue dharma plate. Just as he was about to say something, Wang Qingshan waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go and get to work!"

Long Yao felt relieved, bowed, and the two left.

"The Meteor Dragon Family! Mutated monster insects are rare. It's interesting to escape from many Mahayana's hands. Let's go and have a look! Maybe we can find out the whereabouts of Qingjing."

Wang Qingshan pinched the secret, and the green dragon boat flew high into the sky.

It was too difficult to find a fusion cultivator in the Heavenly Demon Realm. The eight eighth-order diamond bugs made such a big noise that they attracted many Mahayana cultivators. Maybe someone knew Wang Qingjing's whereabouts.

Not long after, the green dragon boat disappeared into the sky.

Qinglong Valley is the largest city in Qinglong Continent. The streets are crowded with people and very lively.

Most of the pedestrians were monsters, and a very few were human beings.

Wang Qingjing and a girl in a red dress with gorgeous features were walking on the street, taking a look.

After separating from the Four Seasons Sword Master, by chance, Wang Qingjing rescued the members of the Qinglong clan and learned that Wang Qingjing

Qingjing wants to go to Qinglong Continent, and the other party is happy to lead the way.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, this is the Qinglong Valley. The city established by our Qinglong clan is rich in resources for cultivating immortals."

The girl in the red dress introduced enthusiastically.

Wang Qingjing nodded and said, "Sorry to trouble you, Fairy Long."

The girl in the red dress is called Long Yuling, and she is in the middle stage of integration.

"What's the trouble? It's just a matter of effort. I'm very familiar with Qinglong Continent. Wherever you want to go, I'll go with you."

Long Yuling said enthusiastically.

"Have you heard? Senior Long and many other Mahayana men surrounded and suppressed an eighth-level diamond insect, but it escaped."

"I've heard about it too. It's said to be a mutated diamond insect with great supernatural powers and extremely fast escape speed. Only the Xuantian Remnant Treasure can damage it."

"Really or not, it's not like I haven't killed diamond bugs before, how can I be so strong!"

"They say it's a mutated eighth-order diamond insect. This is the first time such a powerful demon insect has appeared in the world of demons."

While passing by a teahouse, they heard the tea patrons chatting.

"The mutated eighth-level diamond insect can only be hurt by the Xuantian Remnant Treasure?"

Wang Qingjing was a little surprised.

It is not easy for the demonic insect to advance to the eighth level. It has also mutated and become even more powerful. Can it escape from many Mahayana monks?

If the demonic insect mutates, it may not necessarily increase its magical power.

Long Yuling frowned. It was not a glorious thing to say. To put it nicely, the mutated eighth-order diamond bugs were more powerful, but to put it worse, the Qinglong clan was too weak.

"The latest news, I heard that the mutated eighth-level diamond insect has escaped into the Meteor Dragon's house. Senior Long and the others have already rushed over. They shouldn't be able to escape this time."

"Hehe, if it escapes again, the Qinglong clan will be embarrassed."

"Hmph, our Qinglong clan can destroy the diamond bugs, so you don't have to worry about it."

Long Yuling snorted coldly and said with some dissatisfaction.

After hearing this, the tea guest smiled and did not dare to talk back.

"Dragon Fairy, don't worry about them. With Senior Long's magical power, we will definitely be able to destroy the diamond bugs."

Wang Qingjing comforted.

Long Yuling nodded, and the two of them walked forward and disappeared into the crowd.

Naturally, they would not get involved in the affairs of Mahayana monks, nor were they qualified.

The Meteor Dragon Tomb is located in the middle of the Qinglong Continent. It is said to be an ancient battlefield with many restrictions.

A ray of cyan light flew from the distant sky at a very fast speed.

Not long after, the green light stopped, and a flying boat with flashing green light appeared, with Wang Qingshan and Bai Ling'er standing on it.

"Is this the Fallen Dragon Tomb?"

Wang Qingshan looked at a golden circle of light in the sky with a solemn expression.

The golden circle of light emitted a strong forbidden wave, motionless.

Dozens of fused monks gathered on a dozen nearby towers, their expressions solemn.

Wang Qingshan seemed to have noticed something, and looked behind him. Four rays of light flew from a distance, and their speed was extremely fast.

Not long after, the four escaping lights stopped.

In addition to Feng Tianya and Hu Qing, there was also a burly old man in green robe and a graceful young woman in white dress.