Rise of Qinglian

The big black net suddenly covered the two red fire pythons. The two red fire pythons opened their bloody mouths, tore the black net into pieces, and rushed towards the three huge skulls.

The three huge skulls let out a weird roar, and each spewed out a black wind. Two red fire pythons hit the black wind, as if they had encountered a nemesis. They were crushed by the wind, and the two red fire pythons transformed. The little flames disappeared.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Feng and Sun Jiawen were already a hundred feet away, moving very quickly.

"Swish swish!"

There was a piercing sound in the air, and more than a dozen black arrows streaked through the dark night, heading straight for Zhao Feng and Sun Jiawen, appearing behind them in an instant, about to pierce their bodies.

Dozens of dazzling golden sword lights shot out and deflected more than a dozen black arrows. Zhao Feng and Sun Jiawen escaped.

It was Wang Tianwen who took action, but after all, Sun Jiawen had lived and ate with him for several years, so naturally he would not watch Sun Jiawen be killed by evil cultivators.

There are not many evil cultivators, seven men and two women, three foundation-building monks and six Qi-refining monks. The one with the highest level of cultivation is a tall, thin man in black robe, who has the fourth level of foundation building.

If Wang Tianwen remembered correctly, Zhao Feng and his group were not weak at all. Why were there only two of them left? Could it be that he was ambushed.

"There is another foundation-building monk, kill him."

The evil cultivator immediately allocated half of his manpower to deal with Wang Tianwen.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling loudly, zombies, ghosts, skulls, black flying crosses, etc. attacked Wang Tianwen.

Wang Tianwen's expression remained normal. He raised his hand, and a shiny red metal ball flew out, transforming into a red soldier more than three feet tall. His body was covered with red spiritual patterns. He held a handful of feet long in his hand. red sword.

A second-level high-grade puppet beast. Can release fire spell attacks.

Before leaving home, Wang Qingkai took out two second-level high-grade puppets from the family warehouse for Wang Tianwen to use, considering that Wang Tianwen was traveling far away.

With a squeeze of Wang Tianwen's spell, the red sword in the red soldier's hand swung in front of him, and a large red lightsaber flew out, while at the same time he opened his mouth and spit out a large red flame.

Boom!

A huge roar sounded, and the evil cultivator's attack was repelled. A large red flame enveloped several armored corpses, burning them into ashes.

Wang Tianwen calmly took out a light golden book and entered a magic formula. The golden book's light rose sharply, and countless golden words flew out, turning into hundreds of golden flying knives, overwhelming the evil cultivator.

A young woman in a blue dress held out a blue shield, which instantly expanded and blocked her body.

Hundreds of golden flying knives struck the blue shield, making a muffled sound and leaving a large scar on the surface of the blue shield.

There was a loud sound breaking through the air, and a huge red sword wrapped in rolling flames slashed at him quickly.

With a loud noise, the blue shield was shattered, and a large piece of red flame fell from the sky, hitting the young woman in blue skirt and others.

The young woman in the blue dress quickly offered a blue bead and released a blue glow to protect them.

Soon, the billowing flames engulfed their figures.

With a pinch of Wang Tian Wen's magic skills, hundreds of golden flying knives turned into countless golden words. With a twist, they turned into a golden fist several feet long, and smashed into the sea of ​​fire, making a muffled sound.

The red giant opened his mouth, and a little red light appeared in his mouth.

Amidst the sound of "chichi" piercing the air, countless red flying needles flew out of its mouth and were instantly submerged into the sea of ​​fire.

Each red flying needle is a low-grade magical weapon, there are hundreds of them, and they can only be controlled using the puppet technique, which is extremely powerful.

There was a burst of screams, and the bodies of the young woman in blue skirt and others fell from the air. Their bodies were pierced by dense red flying needles, and they were too dead to die.

From the time Wang Tianwen took action to killing several evil cultivators, it took less than five breaths.

The expressions of the remaining four evil cultivators changed drastically. They knew they had hit an iron plate. They wanted to escape, but a golden fist several feet in size struck them. Wherever the golden fist passed, there was a burst of wind.

The red soldier changed direction and quickly rushed towards them.

The man in black robe was so frightened that he flew out of his mind. He raised his hand and a black talisman flew out, turning into a black tornado more than ten feet high and quickly swept towards Wang Tianwen.

Boom!

The golden giant fist smashed the black tornado into pieces, and the golden giant fist turned into countless golden words.

At this time, the man in black robe drove the black clouds to fly along the path, very fast.

Wang Tianwen put away the second-order high-grade puppet beasts and instead released four second-order low-grade puppet beasts with a pinch of magic.

With a flash of inspiration, dozens of cyan flying needles, dozens of golden flying swords, dozens of red flying knives, and dozens of yellow spears appeared almost at the same time, attacking the man in black robes menacingly.

Four different colors of aura, blue, red, gold and yellow, lit up in the dark night, vaguely mixed with a shrill scream.

After the spiritual light dissipated, the four evil cultivators fell in a pool of blood, their bodies a mess of flesh and blood.

Wang Tianwen practices Confucianism and Taoism, but he comes from a family that cultivates immortals, has received training in fighting techniques, and has relatively rich experience in fighting techniques.

There is a reason why he can destroy these evil cultivators. Firstly, the evil cultivators consumed a lot of mana by fighting with Zhao Feng and others. Secondly, he has many second-level puppet beasts. If there are no puppet beasts, he wants to destroy them. It is quite difficult to get rid of these nine evil cultivators.

Wang Tianwen killed nine evil cultivators so easily. Zhao Feng and Sun Jiawen were stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Zhao Feng originally planned to divert the trouble to the east and ask Wang Tianwen to help share the pressure. Who would have thought that Wang Tianwen would eliminate the evil cultivators so quickly.

With a pinch of his magic technique, he landed in front of Wang Tianwen.

Zhao Feng rushed to Wang Tianwen and said gratefully: "Friend Wang, thank you for your help. I can't repay you for saving my life. If Zhao is useful in the future, Zhao will definitely not refuse."

"It's just a little effort, Fellow Daoist Zhao, aren't you going to destroy the evil cultivators? How did you become the evil cultivators chasing you?"

Zhao Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Several Qi Refining monks from the county government were controlled by them. They turned against each other before the battle, resulting in the death of two fellow Taoists. If I hadn't run fast, I would have been killed. This time you killed them. I will definitely report this group of evil cultivators to the Wanxian Division and ask for credit on your behalf."

Wanxiansi was the institution used by the Yan Dynasty to manage the immortal cultivators who worked for the court. It is said that there were Nascent Soul cultivators.

There are differences between immortals and mortals. Officials are responsible for managing one side, while cultivators are responsible for slaying demons and demons. It is a two-pronged approach.

Wang Tianwen nodded with a smile and walked towards Xie Xiu's body.

He searched the evil cultivator's belongings and gave each of Zhao Feng and Sun Jiawen a storage bag. This is called sharing the benefits.

Wang Tianwen likes reading, but he is not a pedantic person.

Zhao Feng did not forget to take Sun Jiawen with him when he ran away. Sun Jiawen's family at least had a county guard.

Zhao Feng was not polite, thanked him, and accepted the storage bag.

The explosion woke up many villagers. Liu Xian had been awakened long ago. He was a mortal and could not see the specific situation clearly. He only knew that there were immortal cultivators fighting.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I have to rush back to report, so I won't stay any longer. If you have time another day, you can go to the county government office to meet me for tea and discussion before we say goodbye."

Zhao Feng took Sun Jiawen away very quickly.

Wang Tianwen turned around and walked back, and saw Liu Xian at the door.

"Brother Tianwen, what happened? Did something happen to Brother Jiawen?"

Liu Xian asked nervously.

Wang Tianwen smiled and said: "There was an accident, nothing happens now, go back to sleep!"

Back at his residence, Wang Tianwen took out the storage bag he had obtained and poured out the belongings inside.