Rise of Qinglian

There was a thunderous sound, and Wang Mengbin felt his eardrums stinging unbearably. A thick nine-color lightning pierced the sky and struck at the manor where Wang Changsheng was.

The nine-color lightning struck Qinglian Pavilion, and the Qinglian Pavilion burst into flames. Wang Changsheng appeared and faced the nine-color lightning.

Wang Changsheng's right fist burst out with a ball of blue light, and he punched forward to meet him.

Nine-colored lightning struck Wang Changsheng's fist. Wang Changsheng felt his fist go numb, followed by an unbearable pain.

The nine-color lightning was defeated by his punch and turned into a huge ball of nine-color lightning, drowning his figure.

Before the nine-color thunder light dissipated, a second lightning strike struck down, and a thicker nine-color lightning bolt struck down, heading straight for Wang Changsheng.

The roar of thunder rang out, and nine-color lightning struck down, each one thicker and thicker than the last. The dazzling nine-color lightning enveloped Wang Changsheng's figure.

After the fourth nine-color immortal thunder struck down, a shield with glittering golden light flew out, a middle-grade immortal weapon, the Golden Shield.

The power of the Nine-Colored Immortal Thunder is too great, and Wang Changsheng's ability to withstand four of them is pretty good.

The Nine-Colored Immortal Thunder struck on the Golden Shield, and there was a muffled sound. The Golden Shield shook slightly, and the Nine-Colored Immortal Thunder exploded. The dazzling Nine-Colored Thunder light enveloped a small half of Dongli Island, and the powerful air wave destroyed a large number of people. Mountains and buildings.

Wang Mengbin had already made arrangements, and all the higher value items were taken away. It didn't matter even if the entire Dongli Island was destroyed.

Time passed little by little, and when the eighth nine-color immortal thunder struck down, Dongli Island shook slightly.

"One more!"

Wang Mengbin's breathing became heavy.

The nine-color thunder clouds rolled and surged, and a thunderous sound resounded through the sky. A huge nine-color lightning cut through the sky, like a huge nine-color thunder spear, and went straight down.

Wherever the nine-color thunder spear passed, the void was torn open directly. The nine-color thunder spear hit the golden shield and instantly turned into a huge nine-color thunder light, which submerged the golden shield and caused a wave of energy like a tide.

Wang Mengbin breathed a sigh of relief. According to the classics, the True Immortal Monk's attack on the Golden Immortal Stage only attracted nine Immortal Thunders. Now it should be no problem to survive the Nine Nine Colors Immortal Thunders.

The nine-color thunder cloud rolled violently, and a thicker nine-color immortal thunder struck down.

"What's going on? Isn't it enough to have nine thunder tribulations?"

Wang Mengbin frowned, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Could this be related to Wang Changsheng's understanding of the Divine Soul Law? Special treatment for true immortals who have understood the Supreme Law.

Soon, a thicker nine-color immortal thunder struck down, and the entire Dongli Island shook.

Time passed little by little, and a series of nine-color immortal thunder struck down, causing waves of energy like a tide.

Less than half an hour later, a large amount of yellow mist poured out of the ground, and a thick yellow light curtain appeared, covering the entire Dongli Peak.

There are mountain and river patterns on the surface of the yellow light curtain, which is amazingly aura.

The second-level immortal formation, the Mountain and River Formation, has a very good effect in resisting thunder tribulations. Wang Changsheng bought it from Yiyan Palace.

The nine-color thunder spear hit the yellow light curtain, which dented and quickly returned to normal.

The nine-color thunder spear exploded and turned into a huge nine-color thunder light, covering the entire yellow light curtain.

The nine-colored immortal thunder struck down, and the lightning became more dazzling and covered a wider area.

Wang Mengbin's expression changed from solemn to ugly. Even the second-level immortal formation couldn't withstand such a powerful thunder tribulation!

A quarter of an hour later, nine-colored thunderclouds rolled and surged.

"Is it over?"

Wang Mengbin wondered, Wang Changsheng had resisted thirty-five nine-color immortal thunder.

There was another thunderous sound, and an extremely thick nine-color immortal thunder struck down, heading straight for Wang Changsheng.

The yellow light curtain has dissipated. Wang Changsheng's face is pale and he is panting. This is different from what is recorded in the classics! When other True Immortal monks entered the Golden Immortal Stage, their thunder tribulations were not as powerful. Could this be related to his small success in the Divine Soul Law?

The second-level immortal formation had long been damaged, and Wang Changsheng had also scrapped two sets of low-level defensive immortal weapons.

Wang Changsheng took a deep breath, punched out, and a giant blue fist flew out to meet him.

The giant blue fist collided with the nine-color immortal thunder, and both died together.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the dazzling nine-color lightning shot into the sky, drowning Wang Changsheng's figure, and the ground shook.

The nine-colored thundercloud rolled and surged, transforming into a tall young man with handsome features and a face full of arrogance.

The young man's whole body was surrounded by countless nine-color arcs, and he held a nine-color thunder halberd in his right hand.

"What's this?"

Wang Mengbin was stunned.

Wang Changsheng has resisted thirty-six nine-color immortal thunder, which is already four times that of ordinary true immortal monks. It is powerful enough, but there are still more?

The nine-color thunder light dispersed, revealing Wang Changsheng's figure.

There were some blood stains on his body, his face was pale, and he looked a little depressed.

The thirty-sixth nine-color immortal thunder is already powerful enough, but there is still one? What's the matter? Is it because he defeated the supreme genius in the Taoist weapon? Or other reasons?

He didn't have time to think too much, the young man waved the nine-color thunder halberd and came straight towards Wang Changsheng, as if he wanted to take Wang Changsheng's life.

Wang Changsheng quickly sacrificed eighteen Dinghai Pearls. With a pinch of the secret, the eighteen Dinghai Pearls suddenly emitted blue light. After flying around him, they turned into a thick blue water curtain, covering him. At the same time, a large amount of blue water poured out of the void.

The blue sea water rolled and surged, setting off huge waves that reached the sky and faced the young man.

The momentum of the nine-color thunder halberd was like a rainbow, easily breaking through the sky-high waves and hitting the blue water curtain. The blue water curtain was like paper and shattered instantly.

The nine-color thunder halberd went straight towards Wang Changsheng. Five different colors of spiritual light emerged from Wang Changsheng's right fist, emitting five kinds of law fluctuations.

He punched out, the void was torn apart, and a giant fist flying up to the sky flew up to meet him.

The giant fist collided with the nine-color thunder halberd, and there was a muffled sound. The nine-color thunder halberd broke inch by inch. The giant fist hit the young man's body, and the young man's body exploded.

A huge ball of nine-color lightning shot into the sky, and the entire Dongli Island shook violently. Most of the island was flattened by the strong air waves, and smoke and dust billowed.

Wang Mengbin's face became particularly ugly. All this was beyond his knowledge and he couldn't understand it. Maybe the Cao family monks could explain it!

Not long after, the nine-color thunder light dissipated. Wang Changsheng was in ragged clothes, with multiple horrific bloodstains on his body. White bones were vaguely visible, and the Green Lotus Fortune Cauldron floated above his head.

His breath was weak, his body smelled of burning, and he was seriously injured.

His body exuded a terrifying spiritual pressure, and he successfully entered the Golden Immortal Stage.

A nine-colored cloud suddenly appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. Wang Changsheng was startled and fell back.

The nine-color clouds rolled and surged, turning into a huge pool with some nine-color liquid in it.

"What's this?"

Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned and confused.

He looked high in the sky and found that there was no more thunder.

He grabbed it with one hand, and a ball of nine-color liquid flew towards him and landed on his hand.

A shocking scene appeared. The scars on his palms quickly disappeared, the dead skin fell off, and his palms were as white as jade.

"Is this for me to heal my wounds?"

Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned.

This couldn't be a test, and it didn't look like it was done by other immortals. Could it be a reward from heaven?

Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, then flew into the pool. His wounds touched the nine-color liquid and healed quickly, and the dead skin fell off.

He took off his clothes, bathed in the pool, and used the nine-color liquid to heal his injuries.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng could not find a single scar on his body, and he was completely healed, and he did not need to rest.