Rise of Qinglian

A yellow jade talisman suddenly flew out from the yellow dragon's body, turning into a battle armor with crystal light flowing erratically, protecting the yellow dragon's body. The battle armor was woven from countless yellow jade pieces, and each jade piece was Runes all over.

Keng!

There was a muffled sound of metal colliding, and the blood-colored rainbow hit the armor, and a large piece of blood-colored flame spread quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please give me a helping hand to help me avenge the annihilation of my clan. I will repay your kindness in the next life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored rainbow suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody sun with a diameter of more than a hundred feet, covering the yellow dragon.

Ye Lang failed to succeed in one attack and did not hesitate to expose himself. He used Burning Blood Blade. Even if he didn't self-destruct, he would still be killed by Huang Yuxu.

Wang Qingshan's pupils shrank, he was deeply shocked by what Ye Lang did.

In order to avenge the genocide, he endured humiliation and heavy burdens for more than two hundred years, recognized his thieves as his father, and did not hesitate to expose himself in order to hurt the enemy.

Wang Qingshan's face turned cold, his sleeves shook, and the green glass sword flew out. His whole body was submerged in the green glass sword. The sword's light swelled and turned into a blue rainbow more than ten feet long, heading straight towards the bloody sun at a high speed. soon.

"Go to hell! Try the power of my Immortal-Destroying Talisman."

Huang Yuxu's roar came from the bloody sun, and a powerful yellow light flew out. The giant sword light suddenly stopped, circled, and flew along the path at a faster speed.

The yellow light suddenly exploded, turning into countless yellow light spots and disappearing.

Not long after, the bloody sun disappeared, and Huang Yuxu also disappeared.

The giant sword light circled and flew towards Lingbiefang City at a very fast speed.

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Red Moon Sea Area, Jinyan Island.

Jinyan Island is the residence of a family named Shen. The Shen family has been established in the Red Moon Sea for more than 700 years. When the Shen family was at its strongest, there were four alchemy monks. Unfortunately, the Shen family encountered several major disasters. Unfortunately, the pill-forming monks in the clan died one after another, and the Shen family also declined.

The Shen family currently has three hundred immortal cultivators and nine foundation-building monks. The patriarch, Shen Yuanfeng, is at the seventh level of foundation building. Today is his 100th birthday.

For this birthday, the Shen family started preparations a year ago, sending a large number of clan members to deliver invitations, hiring famous chefs to cook meals, and purchasing spiritual fruit and spirit wine.

A large banquet was held in a spacious hall. Shen Yuanfeng sat at the main table with a smile on his face. Guests sat around and there were a large number of fine wines and delicacies on the table.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, congratulations! This set of magic weapons is a little thought of Chen."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, our Li family is sending ten altars of hundreds of flowers to drunkenness."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, this second-level spiritual bird egg is given to you as a congratulatory gift."

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The guests presented birthday gifts one after another, and Shen Yuanfeng accepted them with a smile.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his early thirties walked in quickly.

"Clan leader, the Wang family of Silver Snake Island sent people to celebrate your birthday. Hua Yue invited them here."

"What? The Wang family of Silver Snake Island sent someone here to celebrate your birthday?"

Shen Yuanfeng's face changed slightly and he lost his voice.

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

During this time, the Wang family of Silver Snake Island united with multiple forces to attack the Yunhai Sect and other affiliated forces of Crocodile Island. Wherever the Wang family went, no one could stop them. The masters of the Jin Yue Sect were all injured by the Bailing Fairy Wang Qingling, and they started to protect the sect. Formation, comprehensively shrinking the forces.

"Hua Yue explained to the Wang family monks and invited them to come over for a drink. They are almost here now, do you think?"

Shen Yuanfeng stood up and ordered: "Follow me out to greet fellow Daoist Wang, we must not lose our etiquette."

The Shen family and the Wang family are not at the same level of power. The Wang family's foundation-building monks are willing to come to celebrate Shen Yuanfeng's birthday. This is a huge honor, and Shen Yuanfeng does not dare to neglect it.

All the guests looked at each other and followed him out.

Seven rays of light appeared in the sky and flew quickly towards Jinyan Island.

Not long after, seven rays of light appeared over Jinyan Island. Flying at the front was a black peacock. A cold-looking woman in a blue dress sat on the back of the black peacock, carrying three blue flying swords.

The woman in the blue skirt is Wang Jijun, known as the second Wang Qingshan, and the spiritual bird under her is a black bird.

Behind her, six foundation-building monks were sitting on spiritual birds, each of which was a second-level spiritual bird.

"The Wang family is so rich. The foundation-building monks use second-level spiritual birds to travel around. Our family only has three second-level spiritual birds, so how can we bear to use them for travel."

"That's right, they should be wearing magic weapon-level robes! One piece costs at least seven to eight hundred spiritual stones! Better robes cost thousands of spiritual stones."

"That must be Fairy Wuque! I heard that she was the first person to build the foundation of the Wang family, and she killed many monks of the same level."

"She is not the first person in the Wang family to establish a foundation. It is said that the Wang family has a foundation-building monk who is good at controlling thunder and lightning. He is much better than the Crow Fairy."

All the guests whispered and looked at Wang Jijun and others with eyes filled with envy and admiration.

In the world of immortality, strength is respected, and Wang Jiyun has been in the limelight during this period. Because her spiritual bird is a bird, she is nicknamed the Bird Fairy.

A girl in a green skirt in her early twenties jumped down from the spiritual bird, walked up to Shen Yuanfeng, and said with a smile: "Clan Chief, Sister Wang heard that you were celebrating your birthday, so she came here to wish you a happy birthday."

Wang Jijun walked up to Shen Yuanfeng, with a sincere smile on his face, and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, I learned that today is your 100th birthday, let's come over and ask for a glass of water and wine!"

A monk from the Wang family walked forward quickly, took out a cyan wooden box, handed it to Shen Yuanfeng, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Shen, we don't have anything good, but I hope you will accept it with a smile."

Shen Yuanfeng was stunned. The Shen family and the Wang family had never had any friendship. The Wang family sent someone to celebrate their birthday. They were already giving the Shen family face and gave them a Foundation Establishment Pill as a birthday gift. It was too lavish!

After hearing this, the other guests showed envy on their faces. The Shen family had great luck, and the Wang family actually gave a Foundation Establishment Pill as a birthday gift.

"Clan Chief, Patriarch, Fellow Daoist Wang is talking to you!"

The girl in the green skirt tugged at Shen Yuanfeng's clothes and shouted softly.

Shen Yuanfeng came back to his senses and looked very excited. He thanked him, accepted the Foundation Establishment Pill, and invited Wang Jijun and others in.

Wang Jijun naturally sat at the main table, while other Wang family monks sat near Shen Yuanfeng, and everyone exchanged cups.

Wang Jijun frequently toasted to Shen Yuanfeng, and the other Wang family monks were not too pretentious and mingled with the other guests, talking and laughing, and getting along very harmoniously.

An hour later, the banquet dispersed, and Shen Yuanfeng visited Wang Jijun's quiet courtyard and personally brewed a pot of fragrant spiritual tea.

"Wang Xianzi, this is our Shen family's special spiritual tea, Wuyue Lingcha. Try it."

Shen Yuanfeng said enthusiastically that he had lived to be a hundred years old, so he naturally understood that Wang Jijun must have something to do when he came to visit, otherwise he would not have given him a Foundation Establishment Pill as a birthday gift.

Wang Jijun was not polite, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"It tastes good, but it's still far behind our Wang family's Baihua Ling tea."

Shen Yuanfeng smiled and said in a flattering tone: "That's right, I have long heard that the noble Baihualing tea is delicious in color and taste, but it is a pity that I have not been able to taste it."

"Fellow Daoist Shen, there must be a clansman named Shen Yuanguang in your clan!"

Wang Jijun's tone was indifferent, and he said with a half-smile.

Shen Yuanfeng's heart tightened, and he said cautiously: "Exactly, he is my cousin. I wonder where he offended Fairy Wang? I will send someone to call him to apologize to you immediately."

"Half a year ago, in order to hunt monsters, he got into a fight with the Song family, the in-laws of our Wang family, and killed several Qi-refining monks from the Song family. Is this the case?"

Most of the immortal cultivators in the South China Sea make a living by hunting monsters. Sometimes, in order to compete for prey, it is common for the immortal cultivators to fight.