Rise of Qinglian

Eastern Wasteland, a certain green mountain range.

Ancestor Qinghua was discussing something with Ancestor Black Tiger, both of them had serious expressions on their faces.

"These troubles are serious. They are playing tricks. The Nanhai and Northern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation Circles are also involved in the three-pronged attack on our Monster Tribe."

Black Tiger frowned and said that he had no regrets. If he could advance his cultivation further, it wouldn't be a big deal to kill or injure some clan members. Those monster beasts that had not yet transformed were not considered his clan members.

"Even in the heyday of our demon clan, we are still no match for the three immortal realms of Donghuang, Beijiang and Nanhai. You have played too big this time. I hope your information is correct, otherwise all your hard work will be in vain. We still have to give up a lot of territory, and the days to come will be even more difficult.”

Ancestor Qinghua was a little dissatisfied. After entering the Divine Transformation Stage, she was thinking of ascending to the Upper Realm, but it was too difficult to ascend to the Upper Realm. If she wanted to ascend to the Upper Realm, she had to either practice to the seventh level of Divine Transformation, or find a space node to sneak across. They still have a lot of longevity, so naturally they are not willing to sneak across.

"Don't worry, I've made two preparations. Even if I can't find the cave where Lord Tianlang sits, I still have to get rid of the Fengming fruit tree. Sister Qinghua, you entered the stage of transformation earlier than me. You will definitely have a future." Hands on! Don’t hide it, show your backhand! When the three realms of cultivators attack our demon tribe, all we will lose is our strength."

The ancestor of Qinghua nodded solemnly and said: "I have some friendship with the Qinglin clan of the Sea Clan. I can ask them to help stop the immortal cultivators in the South China Sea. However, the Qinglin clan will not help in vain and give them some territory. , formed an alliance, the overall strength of the Qinglin clan can be ranked among the top ten in the sea clan, and the northern border is full of human clan. We have no way to deal with them, but can only strengthen our vigilance. Here in the Eastern Wasteland, we have to make the noise bigger. So as to attract the attention of the seven immortal sects and make it easier for your men to do their work, but are you really confident to get rid of that Fengming fruit tree? This fruit is one of the main medicines for refining the Ningying Pill, although this fruit tree is not in the Wanhua Palace The main altar, but Wanhua Palace will definitely send heavy troops to guard it."

"Of course, I have a wood demon under my command. He is a spiritual tree spirit. There is a high chance that he can take away the Phoenix Fruit Tree. The Phoenix Fruit Tree is one of the few spiritual trees in the world of immortality that cannot be transplanted. Once it is moved, In its original position, it will wither and disappear immediately. It is for this reason that Wanhua Palace cannot transplant this fruit tree and sends people to set up formations to protect this fruit tree. Even if they cannot get rid of the Fengming Fruit Tree, they can just pick off the fruits or destroy the fruit tree. , we must not allow the human race to continue to keep the Fengming Fruit Tree. With this fruit tree, the chance of Nascent Soul cultivators appearing in their human race is higher."

"I hope! By the way, if your incarnation provokes a war, the seven immortal sects will definitely investigate it. How about you transfer him back! You will save yourself from losing an incarnation in vain."

The Black Tiger Ancestor grinned and said, "I have my own arrangements. I'm sorry that Sister Qinghua is worried."

After hearing this, Patriarch Qinghua didn't know what to say.

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Wu State, Yunhu Grassland.

There were hundreds of huge steaming pits on the ground, and a large number of monsters lay in pools of blood.

Tens of thousands of demon beasts are frantically attacking Pingyao City, and various spells are bombarding the formation.

The surface of Pingyao City is full of pits. A certain city wall collapsed, and the corpses of some immortal cultivators can be vaguely seen. In the recent attack, the demonic beasts broke through the formation. Although the formation was quickly restored, a group of demonic birds and demonic beasts followed suit. They attacked the city the moment the formation was broken, and some immortal cultivators died miserably at the mouths of the monsters.

The place where Mo Caiyun and the six men were defending happened to be where the monster had broken through.

Before setting off, Wang Changsheng gave Wang Qingqing a third-level talisman. She was responsible for refining weapons and repairing the puppet beast. She usually didn't have to fight on the city wall, so she gave the third-level talisman to Zhao Zheng for protection.

Zhao Zheng used the third-level talisman in time and killed more than a dozen second-level demon birds. They luckily escaped, but Wang Qiuming was hit by several giant fireballs. Fortunately, the defensive magic weapon blocked most of the damage. He was only burned and his injuries were not serious.

Wang Qiuming is Wang Changsheng's grandson. He was injured, and Mo Caiyun blamed himself.

"Qiu Ming, how are you? Are you okay?"

Zhao Zheng said with concern, his face full of worry.

A smile appeared on Wang Qiuming's pale face, and he said: "Uncle, I'm fine! We need to strengthen our vigilance. The demon clan's attack intensity has increased a lot recently."

"It's okay! Qiu Ming, stay with me and keep close to me."

Mo Caiyun warned with a solemn expression.

Wang Qiuming agreed and clenched the sword in his hand.

A deep horn sound sounded, and tens of thousands of monster beasts quickly retreated like an ebbing tide.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuming and others breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know how Uncle Eighteen and Brother Seven are doing. Counting the time, they should be back!"

Wang Qingjun said to himself.

After a while, the immortal cultivators who were on duty came up, and Mo Caiyun and others retreated and returned to their residence to rest.

As soon as they returned to their residence, they saw Wang Qingshan.

After Wang Qingshan escaped, he hesitated again and returned to the front line. Firstly, his bottleneck had not been resolved; secondly, there was a battle between the human and demon clans, and the seven immortal sects had clearly stated that those who were timid would be severely punished. If he escaped, If he returns to the family, once he is discovered, the family will be in trouble; thirdly, the strength of other clan members is not very strong. Wang Changhao risked his life to save him, how could he leave his clan members and escape back to the family alone.

"Qingshan, you are back, where is the eighteenth brother!"

Wang Qingshan's eyes dimmed and he said sadly: "There was a demon clan in the transformation stage over there. On the way to escape, Uncle Eighteen died in the mouth of the monster in order to protect me."

The situation at that time was too dangerous, and it was impossible for Wang Changhao to survive.

"Qiu Ming, what's wrong with you? Are your injuries serious?"

Wang Qingshan noticed that Wang Qiuming's clothes were in tatters and asked with concern.

Wang Qiuming grinned and said: "It's okay. The defensive weapon my grandfather refined for me blocked most of the damage, but it was a pity that it was destroyed."

"It's good that everyone is fine. Hey, please pay more attention in the future. I hope the war will end as soon as possible! It has been fighting for seven years, and we still don't know how long it will last."

Wang Qingjun sighed, with a sad look on his face.

They had just retreated from the front line and felt very heavy. They chatted for a few words and then each went back to their respective residences to meditate and rest.

Fengming Mountain Range, here is a branch of Wanhua Palace, one of the seven immortal sects.

There are many exotic flowers and plants everywhere here. Among the mountains and peaks, you can see magnificent palaces or exquisite pavilions. Several huge waterfalls are like silver chains flying down from the heights, splashing huge roars and water mist. .

A group of monks drove away the clouds and flew in and out of the sky. From time to time, groups of huge white cranes flew by, creating a fairy-like scene!

Suddenly, there was a huge roar and sirens blared.

More than a dozen rays of escaping light flew from a distance, including seven monsters in the transformation stage and ten half-demon in the elixir formation stage.

"Kill me."

The disciples of Wanhua Palace who were guarding this place rushed out of their residences, and under the leadership of the Yuanying monks, they fought against the demon clan.