Rise of Qinglian

He didn't dare to be careless. With a pinch of magic, the black flag shone brightly, and a large black hurricane flew out from the flag, turning into a huge black wind python and pounced on the yellow sand dragon.

Chen Yifeng raised his hand, and a ray of black light flew out. It was a cow's head with black light flowing non-stop. After a blur, it instantly grew to the size of a house, and there were two green flames in the eye sockets.

The cow's head emits a strong wave of Yin energy, which is indeed a magic weapon.

It opened its mouth and sprayed out a large black filament, hitting the blue iron rod with a "chichi" sound that broke through the air.

Chen Yifa's spells changed, and several spells hit the giant bone bird. Five ghost kings and hundreds of ghost generals rushed into the giant bone bird's body, and a dazzling black light erupted.

The black light dissipated, revealing a humanoid skeleton about ten feet tall with two wings on its back. It held a white bone sword in its hand. The aura of the humanoid skeleton was extremely close to the Nascent Soul stage.

The wings on the back of the humanoid skeleton flapped towards the incoming silver flying sword.

There was a muffled sound of "clang", and the silver flying swords struck the humanoid skeleton one after another. The white ancient sword was intact.

The blue iron rod was tightly entangled with black filaments. Wang Changsheng shouted, and with a flick of his wrist, the cow's head was thrown out.

There was a loud thunder on his body, and a large piece of blue lightning flew out and hit the opposite side.

Chen Yifeng took his time and flew out a black shield with endless black light, which instantly swelled in front of him. Blue lightning struck the black shield, making a muffled sound.

There was a crisp sound of swords, and a large piece of silver flying sword trapped the humanoid skeleton inside, vaguely forming a sword array.

Chen Yifeng pinched the magic weapon, and the humanoid skeleton opened and spurted out a stream of green flames, hitting the silver flying sword.

"Break it for me."

Zhao Yunrong pinched the magic weapon, the sword roared loudly, and countless silver sword energy flew out, hitting the humanoid skeleton.

The humanoid skeleton has been tempered with yin energy for hundreds of years, and has been fused with five ghost kings and hundreds of ghost generals. Its defense is very powerful. With Zhao Yunrong's fourth level of pill formation, even if he sets up a sword formation, he cannot be destroyed for a while. Kill this monster.

"Boom!"

There was a huge roar, and the yellow sand dragon tore the black wind python into pieces and rushed towards Chen Yifeng.

The bottle of cold wine spun around and sprayed out a white beam of light, heading straight for Chen Yifeng.

The white light beam hit the black shield, and the black shield suddenly froze and turned into a huge ice sculpture.

The yellow sand dragon was less than twenty feet away from Chen Yifeng. His body suddenly tore into pieces and turned into a large piece of yellow flying needles, which hit Chen Yifeng.

Two fists were hard to beat with four hands. Chen Yifeng felt extremely overwhelmed when faced with the attacks of the two alchemy cultivators. Even though he was the master of Baigui Sect and was prepared in advance, he could not stop Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong for long.

With a pinch of his spell, the black flag shone brightly, and a black hurricane that was more than ten sheets high flew out to meet the yellow flying needle.

At this moment, a ray of silver light flew towards him. Before Chen Yifeng had time to react, the silver light turned into a scorching silver sun, covering his figure.

Zhao Yunrong raised her right hand and struck the silver sun in the void. A dazzling silver light flew out and hit the silver sun fiercely. After performing this blow, Zhao Yunrong's face turned slightly pale.

The spiritual art Taibai Demon-Slaying Sword.

The speed of the silver light was extremely fast, and it instantly submerged into the silver sun, and a muffled sound was heard.

There were ripples in the sky above the silver sun, and a blue vortex several feet in size emerged out of thin air. A giant palm filled with a large amount of blue arcs quickly reached out and slapped the silver sun, which also made a muffled sound.

Zhao Yunrong pinched the sword technique, and thousands of silver flying swords quickly gathered together and turned into a silver giant sword more than ten feet long. A layer of silver flame appeared on the surface of the sword body, and it circled and disappeared into the silver sun. There were two more muffled sounds.

Two piercing arrow whistles sounded, and two golden lights disappeared into the silver sun and flew out from the silver sun.

A shrill scream sounded!

Not long after, the silver sun dissipated.

Chen Yifeng was wearing a gleaming black battle armor. There were blood holes as thick as a finger on his head and chest, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He has mastered a defensive spiritual technique, which is very powerful. However, both Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong have mastered a spiritual technique, otherwise they would not be able to break through Chen Yifeng's defense so quickly.

Chen Yifeng's body quickly fell towards the ground, and a large ghost shadow suddenly flew out of the humanoid skeleton.

Wang Changsheng ignored Chen Yifeng's body, put away the magic weapon, and turned into a blue rainbow and flew towards the mountain gate of Baigui Gate.

It didn't take long for him to arrive at the mountain gate of Baiguimen. The disciples of Baiguimen were chasing down the opponents of the righteous monks by virtue of the favorable location.

When Wang Changsheng thought about the unknown life and death of Wang Ruyan, he became anxious. He shook his sleeves and countless yellow flying needles flew out, piercing the bodies of the Baigui Sect disciples.

There was a burst of screams, and more than a dozen disciples of the Baigui Sect fell in a pool of blood.

He looked around and saw no disciples from Bailingmen or members of the Wang family.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng stopped, his eyes gloomy.

Following his gaze, a large piece of black mist appeared in front of him, and from time to time there was a burst of explosions. Three alchemy monks were holding formation flags and were activating the formation with all their strength.

Wang Changsheng's heart sank. He thought Wang Ruyan and Wang Qingshan were trapped in the formation.

There are three alchemy monks, the highest is the fourth level of elixir formation, and the lowest is the second level of elixir formation.

Without saying a word, Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeves, and a large piece of yellow fine sand flew out, turning into a huge yellow sand dragon and pounced on a beautiful young woman in black skirt. This woman was a second-level pill-forming person, Wang Changsheng couldn't mess with him. After the fourth level of pill formation, he had no choice but to attack the young woman in black skirt.

As long as Wang Changsheng interferes with their formation, Zhao Yunxiao and the others will have a greater chance of breaking out of the formation.

"I'm here to stop him. You use all your strength to activate the formation and kill them. It seems that Fellow Daoist Chen has been killed."

A man in black robes in his early thirties held up a black flag and released a strong wind to block the yellow sand dragon.

The man in black robe is at the fourth level of pill formation and has the highest level of cultivation among the three.

"Get out of my way!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he shouted loudly. There was a loud thunder on his body, and a large piece of blue lightning flew out from his body and hit the man in black robe.

He took out the cold bottle, sprayed out billowing cold air, turned into a white ice dragon, and rushed towards the black-robed man.

The man in black robe snorted softly, holding the black flag in both hands, and waved it gently, a "chichi" sound broke through the air, and countless gray wind blades flew out, smashing the blue lightning and white ice dragon into pieces. .

The roaring sound continued, and the air waves surged.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, my little sister will give you a helping hand. You go and save Daoist Zhao and the others."

Zhao Yunrong's voice came from the sky.

A round of silver light flew from the distant sky and hit the man in black robe.

After Wang Changsheng heard this, he flew towards the young woman in black skirt.

At this moment, a black light shot out and was in front of him in an instant, less than twenty feet away from him.

Wang Changsheng secretly shouted in his heart that he had to avoid it. The black light suddenly burst out and turned into a huge black light curtain, covering Wang Changsheng inside. On the surface of the black light curtain was a ghost pattern with a bloody mouth.

This is the third-level mid-level seal ghost prison talisman. The third-level mid-level monster is trapped and cannot escape in a short time.

The three of them would never have imagined that Wang Changsheng was a physical practitioner, not an ordinary physical practitioner.

At this time, Zhao Yunrong was also fighting with the man in black robes, with waves of air rolling and roaring.

Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, and slapped his right hand into the void. A giant blue palm filled with a large number of blue arcs flew out instantly and hit the black light screen.