Rise of Qinglian

The young man in red smashed his right palm into the void, and a gleaming red tiger claw appeared out of thin air, facing dozens of thick beams of light.

Boom!

There was a huge roar, and the tiger's claws smashed dozens of light beams into pieces.

His eyes turned cold, the red wings on his back glowed brightly, and with a fierce slap, more than a dozen huge red fireballs hit Qinglian Villa.

Qinglian Villa shook violently, and a large yellow mist emerged, covering the entire Qinglian Villa. More than a dozen red fireballs smashed into the yellow mist, like a sea of ​​mud, without making any sound.

Five huge white ice dragons rushed from all directions, followed closely by a yellow sand dragon.

Wang Changsheng held a huge blue thunder ball in his hands, emitting a terrifying energy wave.

The young man in red frowned slightly. He felt that the situation was not good, and the information was wrong. The Wang family did not seem to be soft persimmons, and they were not allowed to be manipulated at will.

His body turned on the spot and turned into a red hurricane more than ten feet high, sweeping towards the distance, intending to escape.

"burst!"

As soon as the five white ice dragons came ten feet away from the red hurricane, they burst into pieces and turned into a biting white cold air.

Affected by the white cold air, the red hurricane slowed down. A yellow sand dragon rushed towards it and smashed into the red hurricane.

Boom!

The yellow sand dragon smashed the red hurricane into pieces, and blood could be faintly seen on the hands of the young man in red.

A blue thunderball as big as a small mountain struck, its surface flashing with lightning, and its momentum was astonishing.

A trace of panic flashed through the heart of the young man in red. The red wings on his back flapped fiercely, and a large red wind blade flew out.

There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and a blue sun emerged in the sky, covering an area of ​​dozens of feet in radius. The young man in red was covered by the blue sun.

A ray of red light flew out from it and instantly arrived in front of Wang Changsheng, less than thirty feet away from Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's pupils shrank, and just as he was about to react, a ball of fire lit up in his eyes.

A scorching red sun of more than a hundred feet suddenly appeared in the sky, and Wang Changsheng's figure was submerged.

At Qinglian Villa, Wang Qingkai was shocked when he saw Wang Changsheng's body enveloped in billowing flames.

"Quickly, control the puppet beast to attack him and help Uncle Jiu overcome the difficulty."

The Wang family members controlled the puppet beasts to spray light beams to attack the young man in red. Hundreds of light beams of different thicknesses flew out from Qinglian Villa and disappeared into the silver sun.

The second-level puppet beast was okay, but the first-level puppet beast's attack couldn't reach the silver sun at all.

"Ant, seeking death."

An angry voice sounded from the silver sun, and dozens of red fireballs as big as water tanks hit Qinglian Villa.

"Boom!"

The yellow mist dissipated as soon as they met, some buildings were set on fire, and some tribesmen were hit by red fireballs and turned into flying ash.

The ground shook violently, and hundreds of yellow ropes as thick as an adult's arm emerged from the ground and struck the silver lightning.

A blue vortex several feet in size appeared in the sky, and a giant blue palm quickly took a picture of it.

The young man in red flew out of the silver sun, steaming from his body. His clothes were not covering his body, and he looked a little embarrassed.

The blue giant palm was emptied, and so was the yellow rope.

A white beam of light flew towards him. The young man in red hurriedly avoided it, but his left foot was still hit by the white beam of light. It quickly froze and the ice spread rapidly.

He snorted softly, and a large red flame appeared on the surface of his body, and the ice melted quickly.

A large yellow flying knife came towards him, threatening to cut him into pieces.

Hundreds of yellow ropes were woven together and turned into a giant yellow net, covering the young man in red.

Five white ice dragons rushed from different directions, and a blue thunderball as big as a house hit from the front, blocking all the escape routes of the young man in red.

The facial features of the young man in red blurred and turned into a ferocious tiger face. A deafening roar sounded, and an invisible sound wave flew out and struck in all directions.

Boom!

All attacks were shattered by invisible sound waves, and invisible air waves swept across in all directions.

An incomparably large blue stick came, and the young man in red blocked the mace in his hand. An unreachable force hit him, and the young man in red immediately flew backwards. Before he could stand still, A thick white beam of light struck, accurately hitting the back of the young man in red.

The body surface of the young man in red quickly froze, but soon, a layer of red flame appeared on his body surface, and the ice melted again.

At this moment, hundreds of yellow ropes shot out, and more than a dozen yellow ropes wrapped around the body of the young man in red, tightly wrapping around his body.

At this time, the red sun dissipated, Wang Changsheng's aura became weak, a burning breath came out of his body, and the prototype of the magic weapon, the Liuyue Umbrella, disappeared.

There was a sound of bones coming from the body of the young man in red, his body swelled, and all the yellow ropes broke.

A thick white beam of light shot out and accurately hit the young man in red. His body surface quickly froze, and before the ice melted, a five-foot-long blue giant palm suddenly appeared above his head and shot it quickly. Down.

A shrill scream sounded, and the young man in red fell from the sky, vomiting blood.

Before he landed, a giant yellow net covered him, and the giant net shrank rapidly.

A thick blue iron rod fell from the sky and hit the young man in red.

"Boom!"

With a deafening bang, the body of the young man in red hit the ground, creating a huge crater.

The blue iron rod hit again, a shrill scream sounded, a huge hole was made in the ground, the earth shook, and the head of the young man in red was smashed to pieces.

After killing the young man in red, Wang Changchang breathed a sigh of relief, took out the soul collecting bottle, and collected their souls.

This time he was able to kill two half-demon. The tribesmen helped a little, but he himself was injured and a prototype of the magic weapon was destroyed.

Wang Changsheng found a storage bag from each of the two half-demon bodies. They both had wings, and their wings could be used to refine flying magic weapons.

Wang Changsheng flew back to Qinglian Mountain. Wang Qingkai had organized his tribe to put out the flames, but there were too many red fireballs and half of the building was burned down.

Wang Changyue held a nine-pointed array disk with yellow light in his hand, his face full of worry.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"I'm not seriously injured, just some superficial injuries. Chang Yue, you're doing well. If it weren't for your help, I might not be able to keep him."

Wang Changyue smiled slightly and said, "This is what I should do."

The Nine Palaces Beaming Spirit Formation she drove was a simplified version of the third-order formation. Ye Lin taught her it. It was not as powerful as the third-order formation, but it was able to exert 30% of the power of the third-order formation, which was pretty good.

Wang Changsheng nodded, looked at Wang Qingkai, and asked: "Qingkai, how are the casualties among the clan members?"

Wang Qingkai looked sad and said: "Qing Ying and Qiu Yi died in the battle, and the clan members in the Qi Refining Period were killed and wounded forty-three people."

Wang Qingying and Wang Qiuyi are newly promoted foundation-building monks. They are responsible for controlling the second-level puppet beast to attack the half-demon, but unfortunately they died in the attack of the half-demon.

"I'll leave the follow-up affairs to you. Changyue, follow me."

Wang Changshang sighed and led Wang Changyue towards his residence.

"Changyang, Changhuan, Changjie, you bring a group of tribesmen to the five sects of Wei State to report that the demon tribe attacked our Qinglian Villa. Our Qinglian Villa suffered hundreds of casualties, and five foundation-building monks died in the battle."

Wang Qingkai deliberately exaggerated the casualties. In this battle, Wang Changsheng had done a great job by killing two half-demon in the core-forming stage. If they were recruited again, the Wang family would not have to send so many clansmen.

"Yes, head of the family, we will do it now."