Rise of Qinglian

More than two months passed quickly.

Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with a two-foot-long cyan flying sword and a red flag suspended in the air.

A small cyan fish is carved on the hilt of the sword, and there are some light cyan spiritual patterns on the sword. The entire flying sword emits a powerful wave of spiritual energy.

The surface of the red flag was covered with a layer of red glow, and a large number of mysterious runes were faintly visible on the flag.

Herring Sword and Fire Cloud Flag, when refining the Herring Sword, some herring tears were added. Herring tears are a unique weapon refining material in the South China Sea, which can increase the toughness of the magic weapon. Fire Cloud Flag uses the third-level Fire Cloud Rhinoceros beast. It is made from leather, a piece of rhinoceros wood and a variety of materials.

It took him more than two months to successfully refine two natal magic weapons.

Wang Changsheng waved with one hand, and the Herring Sword and Fire Cloud Flag flew into his hand. With a slight wave of the Herring Sword, there was a crisp sword cry. With a slight wave of the Fire Cloud Flag, a large piece of red fire appeared out of thin air.

He nodded with satisfaction, put away the herring sword and fire cloud flag, and walked out.

The four of Wang Changsheng lived in a quiet courtyard with a green attic. Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingjun were drinking tea and chatting in the stone pavilion. Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingjun often went to Tingyu Tower during this time.

"What are you talking about!"

Wang Changsheng walked down from upstairs and asked casually.

"Uncle Ninth, we have a certain understanding of the way immortal cultivators in the South China Sea hunt monsters, but our number is too small. The monster hunting team can range from seven or eight people to dozens of people."

Wang Qingshan said truthfully.

Wang Changsheng nodded, turned his palm, and the herring sword appeared in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Qingshan, this herring sword is a natal magic weapon that I personally refined for you. What do you think?"

"Innate magic weapon!"

Wang Qingshan took the herring sword and looked a little excited.

He held the herring sword and swung it towards the void. The sword blade quickly passed through the air, and a clear sword sound sounded.

Wang Qingjun saw this scene with an envious look on his face.

"Good sword, thank you Uncle Jiu."

Wang Qingshan looked like he couldn't put it down and expressed his thanks.

"Don't thank me. This herring sword is not given to you for free. It must be deducted from your merit points. Qing Jun, this fire cloud flag is given to you. It is also a natal magical weapon. It must also be deducted from your merit points. Deduct it from your points, and when you refine your natal magic weapon, we can hunt monster beasts."

Wang Changsheng took out the Fire Cloud Flag and handed it to Wang Qingjun.

Wang Qingjun took the Huoyun Banner and thanked him, looking very excited.

The immortal cultivator in the demon hunting team is at least the third level of foundation building. With the natal magic weapon, his strength has improved a lot.

After chatting for a few words, Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingjun left. They couldn't wait to return to their residence to refine their natal magic weapon.

"Madam, please take this set of flying needles and refine it!"

Wang Changsheng took out thirteen blue flying needles and handed them to Wang Ruyan.

This set of flying needles is refined with third-level materials, and its power is even higher than that of high-level magic weapons.

Wang Ruyan was not polite and accepted the set of flying needles.

The couple chatted for a while and then went back to their room to practice.

Seven days later, Wang Changsheng and the others left Lingbiefang City and flew toward the southeast.

Wang Changsheng restrained the fluctuations of his mana. In the eyes of the foundation-building monks, Wang Changsheng was only at the seventh level of foundation building.

More than two months later, in a certain area of ​​​​the sea, a blue light quickly passed from high in the sky.

The blue light was clearly a blue flying boat, and Wang Changsheng and four others were standing inside the flying boat.

They wandered around for more than two months without hunting a single monster, but they encountered several groups of monster hunters.

Wang Changsheng suddenly sensed something, and his method changed, and a method hit the blue flying boat.

The blue flying boat's light rose and it sped up.

An hour later, a rectangular island appeared in the sight of Wang Changsheng and the others.

A dozen huge golden turtles were lying on the beach, napping in the sun.

This turtle has a fish head and a turtle body. The big one is several feet long, and the small one is no more than ten feet long.

As soon as Wang Changsheng and four others appeared, a golden turtle let out a strange roar, and all the golden turtles turned over and rushed towards the sea. Their speed was extremely fast.

Wang Changsheng raised his hand, and the black dragon flag flew out from it. It spun around, and the flag surface bloomed with a dazzling spiritual light, and it instantly grew to about ten feet in size.

He held the black dragon flag and waved it gently, and countless blue light spots emerged on the beach, turning into a blue water wall several feet high and more than ten feet long, blocking the way of more than a dozen golden turtles.

Wang Ruyan held out a cyan pipa, and his jade fingers quickly passed over the strings of the pipa. A cyan sound wave swept out and hit a dozen golden turtles.

Wang Qingshan shrugged his shoulders, and a crisp sound of swords sounded. Nine green flying swords flew out from the sword box, quickly merged into one, and turned into a five-foot-long blue giant sword, exuding a fierce aura. Sword intent.

The cyan giant sword circled and slashed at the golden turtle.

Wang Qingjun held out a palm-sized red porcelain bottle, which instantly expanded and sprayed out dozens of watermelon-sized red fireballs, hitting more than a dozen golden turtles.

A dozen golden turtles touched the cyan sound waves and flew out one after another.

They landed on the beach, and before they could turn over, dozens of red fireballs shot out.

"Boom!"

There was a huge explosion, and dozens of red fireballs hit the golden turtles, turning into a large sea of ​​red fire, drowning their figures.

A blue rainbow flew over and disappeared into the sea of ​​red fire, followed by a burst of shrill screams.

Wang Ruyan's jade fingers quickly passed over the pipa string, and more than a dozen door-length giant wind blades shot out, scrambling to be submerged into the red sea of ​​fire, and there was a muffled sound.

A strange roar sounded, a dazzling golden light lit up in the red sea of ​​fire, and the flames flashed and went out.

Several golden turtles fell in a pool of blood. Most of the golden turtles were intact, with a thick golden light shield covering their bodies.

With a pinch of Wang Qingshan's spell, the giant green sword burst out with dazzling green light, and hundreds of green sword energy flew out from it.

The cyan sword energy struck the golden light shield, and there was a dull sound of rain hitting the plantains.

A stern look flashed in Wang Qingjun's eyes, and a spell hit the red gourd. Countless red runes appeared on the surface of the red gourd, and a thick red flame spurted out, drowning the figures of several golden turtles.

After three breaths, the red flames disappeared.

The golden turtle retracted its head into the hard turtle shell, and the surface of the turtle shell was covered with a faint golden light.

Wang Qingshan used the green flying sword to strike the turtle's back, making a muffled sound.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Qingshan's eyes, the golden turtle's defense was actually so strong.

If you use a heavy magic weapon to attack golden turtles, even if you can kill them, the turtle shell will not be sold at a high price after it is broken. The turtle shell of the turtle monster is a good material for refining defensive magic weapons.

With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's method, the black dragon flag quickly flew towards the golden turtle. With a slight flicker, a large blue light spot emerged and turned into a large piece of blue water, submerging the golden turtle's body.

When they touched the clear water, they thought they were back in the sea and stretched out their heads one after another.

More than a dozen blue lights shot out, piercing through the golden turtle's head in a flash, and several golden turtles fell into a pool of blood.

More than a dozen rays of blue light circled and flew back to Wang Ruyan's hand. They were thirteen flying needles with shining blue light. They were the same set of flying needles that Wang Changsheng gave to Wang Ruyan.

Wang Changsheng sacrificed the soul collecting bottle and collected the souls of more than a dozen golden turtles.

He controlled the blue airship to land on the beach. Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingjun stepped out of the blue airship to process the monster materials.

"Four second-order monsters, thirteen first-order monsters, Uncle Jiu, the resources of monsters in the South China Sea are too abundant!"

Wang Qingjun said with some excitement that they might not be able to hunt four second-level monsters after wandering around the Ten Thousand Snake Valley for several months.

After two months at sea, his income exceeded what he had earned in most of the previous year.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly and said: "The resources of monsters in the South China Sea are abundant, but don't be too happy. This time we are lucky. If we are not lucky, we may not be able to hunt a single monster after wandering around for a year."

After processing the monster materials, the blue flying boat carried Wang Changsheng and four others to high altitude and disappeared into the sky.