Rise of Qinglian

At this time, the red sea of ​​fire also dissipated, revealing Wang Changsheng's figure.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and his exposed skin was charred black, giving off a burning smell.

A powerful hurricane struck, targeting Wang Changsheng.

Before the hurricane could get close, hundreds of giant wind blades flew out, shooting out overwhelmingly, blocking Wang Changsheng's retreat.

Wang Changsheng's expression changed slightly, and with a pinch of his spell, the Hanyin bottle spurted out a large piece of white mist, which turned into a white ice shield, blocking it in front of him.

Boom!

The ice shield was shattered by the dense wind attack.

"Wang Daoyou, be careful."

Huang Fugui's voice suddenly sounded in Wang Changsheng's ears.

A breeze blew by, and a young man in a green shirt with a pair of blue wings on his back appeared behind Wang Changsheng, his eyes cold.

He held a green sickle in each hand and struck at Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng hurriedly avoided it, but his reaction was still a step too late. He was hit by a claw on his back, and an unbearable pain hit him.

There were five long blood marks on his back, and the bleeding continued.

The young man in green shirt has the sixth level of alchemy cultivation, which is three levels higher than Wang Changsheng.

"He is my prey, you go away."

Fang Mu flew over, holding a black flag in his hand, and a little zombie wearing armor followed behind him.

"Your opponent is me, kill me and then deal with others."

Fang Mu said coldly, the black flag in his hand swayed slightly, a gloomy wind blew, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling loudly, a large black mist flew out from it, and ghost figures emerged from it.

The little zombie let out a strange roar and turned into a black light and rushed towards the young man in green shirt.

The green sickle in the young man's hand waved lightly, and a large green knife shadow flew out and struck the little zombie. Even the armor on it could not be cut off.

A giant thunderball as big as a house hit the young man in blue shirt, followed by five huge white ice dragons. Wang Changsheng waved the Ruyi Black Jade Stick and hit the young man in blue shirt.

The nine-curved sacred sand turned into a yellow sand dragon, and it pounced on the young man in green shirt with its teeth and claws open.

The green-shirted young man looked up to the sky and roared, letting out a sharp roar. A dozen third-level demon birds rushed over, attacking Wang Changsheng and Fang Mu respectively.

Wang Changsheng frowned slightly and waved the Ruyi Black Jade Stick to prevent the demon bird from getting close.

Fang Mu sacrificed a palm-sized bloody gourd, which instantly swelled in size. A ferocious bloody corpse was engraved on the surface. The bloody gourd sprayed out a large piece of pungent bloody mist and hit the monster bird.

Once the demon bird touched the thick blood-colored fog, a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared, and it quickly fell from a high altitude. Before it landed, it turned into a pool of blood, which was shockingly toxic.

This Blood Corpse Gourd is made from a variety of third-level materials. It contains the essence and blood of many third-level monsters. It is specially used to corrode magic weapons. The Blood Corpse Gourd is an imitation of the Blood Gourd, and is no more powerful than the second-level magic weapon. Oh no, the Blood-Transforming Gourd is the three most powerful treasures of the Yin Corpse Sect.

The little zombie arrived in front of the young man in green shirt. With a wave of his hands, dense black filaments flew out and hit the young man in green shirt.

The young man in green shirt waved the green sickle in his hand, releasing a large green blade shadow. The green blade shadow was unable to cut off the black filaments, but only blocked them.

Five white ice dragons also arrived in front of him. The wings on the young man's back flapped hard, and a large green wind blade flew out, smashing the five white ice dragons into pieces, making it impossible to get close to the young man in green clothes.

The void above his head fluctuated, and a giant blue palm suddenly appeared and was quickly photographed.

The young man in green shirt flapped his wings on his back, and retreated quickly. The giant blue palm flew into the air, but a black light shot out. The young man in green shirt was unable to avoid it, and his left shoulder was hit by the black light, causing blood to flow.

A thick white beam of light shot out and passed by the young man in green shirt. The left arm of the young man in green shirt quickly turned to ice.

A black ghostly face more than ten feet in size rushed toward him. The surface of the ghostly face was filled with a large number of ghost shadows, and it was extremely sinister.

The expression of the young man in green shirt changed, he flapped the wings on his back fiercely, and a strong wind flew out, blowing the black ghost face away.

A spear as black as ink came out, and the green sickle in the young man's hand hurriedly slashed forward, and a large green knife shadow flew out and chopped on the black spear.

The black spear suddenly exploded and turned into a large piece of black filament, wrapping around the body of the young man in green shirt.

The little zombie's eyes widened and he quickly pounced on the young man in green shirt.

The green-shirted young man's face changed drastically, and he opened his mouth and spit out a blast of wind, hitting the little zombie's armor, leaving only a faint white mark.

The hands of the young man in green shirt were tied tightly. Despite his great strength, he could not break free from the shackles of the black filaments. He used a red gleaming talisman, which turned into a large piece of red fire and drowned the little zombie's body. Two green sickles flew out of his hands and submerged into the sea of ​​fire, making two muffled sounds.

Soon, the little zombie rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire and was in front of the young man in green shirt. It grabbed the young man in blue shirt with both hands, opened its mouth to reveal a pair of sharp fangs, and bit into the young man in blue shirt's neck.

A shrill scream of a man sounded out, and the body of the young man in green clothes turned into a mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Changsheng looked at the little zombie with a look full of fear. In his impression, zombies cannot cast spells, that is, they can spray zombie fire. However, this little zombie can cast certain spells. Its body's magic weapon is difficult to Injury, if faced with a small zombie, there is nothing Wang Changsheng can do.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, vaguely mixed with screams.

Wang Changsheng turned his head and looked nearby, his brows furrowed.

The demons are simply crazy. They can't defeat the human cultivators, so they command a large number of third-level demon birds to expose themselves and inflict heavy damage on the alchemy cultivators.

The Danjie monks never expected that the demon clan would be so crazy, causing heavy casualties in a short time.

A deafening roar sounded from high in the sky, and a huge red sun collided with a huge golden sun. The two colors of spiritual light blazed together, the sky and the earth changed color, the air waves surged, and the void twisted and deformed.

"Everyone stop it, everyone stop it."

Six Nascent Soul monks landed from high altitude, their faces were a little pale, and five Nascent Soul stage demons also landed from high altitude.

Wang Changsheng noticed that he had killed and injured more than twenty people, and the demon clan was not having a hard time. The demon clan commanded the third-level demon bird to reveal that it had injured the enemy. Wang Changsheng was also a little scared of this crazy fighting method. Fortunately, his cultivation level was not high. It is not the target of the demon clan.

"Fight! We can afford it. At worst, we will die together."

A tall, round-waisted young man in black shirt said with a ferocious smile, his eyes filled with cold light.

After hearing this, the immortal cultivators had different expressions, and some showed fear in their eyes.

"Hmph, it sounds like we are afraid of you. Can you scare us by exposing some third-order demon birds?"

Fang Sizhe sneered, of course he would not be intimidated by the demon clan.

"No one will benefit from continuing to fight to the death. In the end, we are all following orders, so why fight for life and death!"

Fang Sizhe disagreed and sneered: "How many resources have you plundered from us? How many of our immortal cultivators have you killed? Now you want to just pat your butt and leave? Is there such a cheap thing?"

"Then what do you want? Continue to fight? Then come on!"

The young man in black had a calm expression, as if he didn't care.

Fang Sizhe and six Nascent Soul monks communicated via voice transmission. They bargained with the demons in the Nascent Soul stage and finally decided to let the Dan Jie monks fight to the death to put an end to the war.

If the human race wins, the demon race will give up territory with a radius of 500,000 miles. If the demon race wins, the human race is not allowed to continue the pursuit.

The territory of half a million miles seems to be a lot, but in fact it is less than one percent of the territory occupied by the demon clan. With this said, it is difficult to say whether the demon clan or the human race will regret it.

Wang Changsheng's cultivation level was too low, so he was naturally not qualified to fight. Fang Mu and Taoist Ziyang both went to fight.

After ten battles, the human race was lucky enough to win six of them. Fang Mu's performance was the most eye-catching. With his fourth level of pill formation and a corpse king, he killed a half-demon with a sixth level of pill formation. However, Fang Mu's performance was the most eye-catching. He was also hit hard, and the little zombie was also injured.

The demon race won four games, but the human race also paid a heavy price. If the half-demon could not defeat the human race cultivators, they would expose themselves.

This suicidal fighting style frightened the immortal cultivators present.