Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng nodded and said with an upright face: "Although Wang is injured, the demon race is the enemy of our human race. As a member of the human race, Wang has a duty to fight against the human race."

Of course Song Delin didn't believe that Wang Changsheng would be so righteous. Wang Changsheng must have reached an agreement with the Danjie monks in Huangsheng Palace, but it was none of his business. As long as Wang Changsheng was willing to go to the front line, it would be easy to handle.

"Excellent, fellow Daoist Wang is a role model for our human race. You should leave as soon as possible and rush to the Yunhu Grassland of Wu State to obey the instructions of Senior Yuanying. Since you agreed to go, you must not go back on your word, otherwise you will be cowardly. We Taiyi Immortal I will punish them severely, and I have already dealt with two cowardly Dan-Jie cultivators."

At the end of his speech, Song Delin's tone was stern, with a chilling look on his face.

"It's natural. After taking care of the chores at hand, I will leave as soon as possible. I believe Mrs. Lan will help me take care of the chores."

Wang Changsheng looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman and said meaningfully.

"This is natural. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Song."

The beautiful middle-aged woman promised that if Li Haifeng successfully entered the Nascent Soul stage, the things she promised to Wang Changsheng would be nothing.

"That's best. I have to rush to other places. Fellow Daoist Wang, please leave as soon as possible."

After Song Delin said this, he left Qinglian Villa.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I will send someone to deliver the things right away. You can finish the chores at hand as soon as possible and go to the front line! I will help you take care of your tribe."

After sending the middle-aged beautiful woman away, Wang Changsheng found Wang Qingkai and Wang Ruyan and told them what happened.

"Husband, I can't worry about Qingqing and the others. I'll go with you!"

Wang Ruyan took the initiative to volunteer. Her daughter, son-in-law, and grandson were all on the front line, so naturally she couldn't stay in the rear with peace of mind.

"Uncle Jiu, I will send people to take over half of the county and disperse the clan members to different places. In addition, I will lead people to stay at Qinglian Villa."

"I don't have to worry about you doing your work. If I'm not at home, the clan will leave it to you."

More than a month later, the beautiful middle-aged woman delivered the things.

The third-level low-grade defensive formation is a four-elephant garrison formation with fifteen foundation-building pills. As for half of the county's territory, Wang Qingkai has already sent someone to take over it.

The middle-aged beautiful woman took out several first-level low-grade magic weapons for Wang Changsheng to choose from. There was no defensive magic weapon.

Wang Changsheng chose a rope magic weapon, the Demon Binding Rope, which was specially used to bind monsters.

Wang Changyue led seven formation masters to lay out the formation.

After taking care of the chores at hand, Wang Changsheng took Wang Ruyan and rushed to the front line.

In the country of Chongqing, there is a certain green mountain range.

Three rays of light quickly passed through the sky. They were two men and one woman. The one with the highest cultivation level was a tall and thin young man in green clothes, who was at the fourth level of Nascent Soul. The other two were half-demon in the elixir formation stage.

"My goal is too big. If you send back the Fengming Fruit Tree and its fruits, you must send them back to the clan. You can't do it to others."

The young man in green said through the message, handing each of them a yellow storage bag.

"Yes, Master Mu."

The two half-demon took the storage bag and ran in different directions.

The young man in green pinched his spell, and countless green runes lit up on his body, turning into a towering tree hundreds of feet high, taking root in the ground.

Soon, five escaping lights came after him.

The ground shook violently, and hundreds of big trees flew out from the ground, hitting the five escaping lights.

A ball of red fire suddenly lit up and instantly swelled, blocking all the big trees.

A huge explosion sounded, countless tree debris flew everywhere, and a powerful air wave swept quickly in all directions, rolling up a large amount of flying sand and rocks.

Soon, countless black tree roots broke out of the ground and turned into a giant net hundreds of feet long, covering the five escaping lights.

A group of huge red flowers flew out of the escaping light. The red flowers turned around, and countless red petals flew out. These seemingly fragile petals were like sharp weapons, smashing the giant net into pieces.

"You dare to steal things from our Ten Thousand Flowers Palace, but you don't know how to write the word "death"? If you don't, I'll teach you."

A cold female voice sounded beside the towering tree.

As soon as he finished speaking, dots of red light appeared in the void, and a woman in a red dress with creamy skin and a gorgeous face appeared. There was a seven-color flower mark between her eyebrows.

Tang Yunshang, the deputy palace master of Wanhua Palace, is on the fourth floor of Nascent Soul.

The moment Tang Yunshang appeared, the towering tree shook violently, and countless green leaves fell from the tree, turning into countless sharp blades and hitting Tang Yunshang.

Countless thick tree roots emerged from the ground and quickly woven into a giant net, covering Tang Yunshang.

A "swish" sound broke through the air, and hundreds of sharp wooden sticks came from all directions, with the target also being Tang Yunshang.

Tang Yunshang calmly sprayed out a simple red lotus lamp, opened her jade lips, sprayed out a stream of red baby fire, and lit the wick.

The red lotus lantern glowed brightly, and a large piece of red flame flew out, turning into a wall of red fire, protecting her inside.

The wood thatch, leaves, and tree trunks all turned into fly ash when they touched the red flames.

A thick red light beam flew out from the sea of ​​fire and instantly hit the towering tree.

Immediately afterwards, the flames flashed out wildly, and Tang Yunshang appeared in front of the towering tree, holding a crystal clear red short knife with amazing aura.

A cold light flashed across her beautiful eyes, and the red short knife in her hand struck at the towering tree. A red light blade more than a hundred feet long flew out, cutting the towering tree into two pieces.

With a flash of blue light, the towering tree turned into a piece of blue wood.

"The art of substituting calamity!"

Tang Yunshang raised her eyebrows slightly and said with some surprise.

Four rays of light flew down beside her, three men and one woman, one Nascent Soul, and three Formed Pills.

"The Fengming Fruit Tree must not fall into the hands of the demon clan. You use the lotus mirror to inform Senior Sister Li and the others on the front line and ask them to organize a manpower search. The Fengming Fruit Tree must not fall into the hands of the demon clan. There is a reward of one million spiritual stones. Apprehend this group of monsters."

"Yes, Uncle Tang."

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In a certain stretch of dense forest, a blue spaceship quickly passed by from high in the sky.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan stood in the flying boat and counted the time. They were almost arriving at Wu Kingdom.

Suddenly, a ray of yellow light flew from the sky in the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Wang Changsheng frowned slightly, and his spiritual consciousness sensed that the person coming was an immortal cultivator at the fourth level of pill formation.

With a pinch of his spell, the blue flying boat stopped.

The speed of the yellow escaping light was extremely fast, and it didn't take long to stop at a place a hundred feet opposite Wang Changsheng. The escaping light shrank, revealing a man in yellow robe with a pockmarked face, it was Huang Fugui.

"Hey, it's Fellow Daoist Wang, Fellow Daoist Wang, long time no see."

Huang Fugui said politely with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, I didn't expect us to meet again. You hurt me terribly last time."

Wang Changsheng's tone was calm. He was almost killed by Huang Fugui last time.

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. Huang didn't want it. This third-level puppet beast's arm should be used as compensation!"

Huang Fugui accompanied Smile, took out a black iron arm, and threw it to Wang Changsheng.