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Chapter 2310 Castle Peak Alchemy (Fourth)

Spring has passed and autumn has come, and 50 years have passed.

Qinglian Island is a huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. There is a huge lake in the valley. A blue attic is built on the lake, with flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings.

The calm lake suddenly exploded, and countless lake water flew up, turning into thousands of blue flying swords.

The door of the attic opened suddenly, and a burly young man in blue shirt came out.

The young man in the blue shirt had sword eyebrows and star eyes, and was carrying a blue sword case with a pattern of sea waves on it.

Wang Lihe, he is a sword cultivator and has already advanced to the stage of transforming gods.

He had been promoted to the stage of transforming gods more than 200 years ago, but he did not have the treatment of Wang Qingshan. He only had three flying swords, each of which was a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, which was already very good.

Wang Lihe didn't bother to compare with other Huashenjian cultivators, he just wanted to surpass Wang Qingshan.

With a flick of Wang Lihe's sleeve, a blue sword light swept out, and he jumped on it. The blue sword light carried him towards the sky.

Flying with the sword, this is the unique method of sword repair, to control the flight of the sword light.

After thousands of years of development, Qinglian Island is thriving.

Following Wang Lihe's gaze, there are towering peaks in the distance, pavilions and palaces, gardens and water pavilions, nearby towering ancient trees, jagged rocks, exotic flowers and plants.

The monks of the Wang family either drove the spirit birds to fly over the sky, or used Taoism to fly across the sky, and what's more, they sat on the back of a huge dragon.

When Wang Lihe saw other clansmen, he couldn't help showing a proud expression on his face. The Wang family didn't develop for a long time, but with the help of two Xuxu cultivators, I don't know how many casual cultivators broke their heads and wanted to join the Wang family.

Suddenly, there was a deafening thunderclap from high above the sky, and countless light spots emerged in the void, colorful, like fireworks, and these light spots slowly gathered into auspicious clouds with different colors.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, thousands of auspicious clouds gathered over Qinglian Island.

Auspicious clouds in five colors of blue, red, gold, yellow and blue gathered together and flew towards a certain direction.

"This is... Ancestor Qingshan is attacking the Void Refinement Stage!"

Wang Lihe took a deep breath and became excited.

Only Wang Qingshan and Wang Mengbin were the only ones in the clan who had cultivated to the Great Consummation of God Transformation. Wang Lihe had only met Wang Mengbin some time ago.

The monks on the island were quickly alarmed by this vision, and some clansmen recognized that it was a clansman attacking the Void Refinement Stage.

"No one is allowed to rely on Feiyun Peak for five hundred miles, and offenders will be severely punished!"

Wang Ruyan's voice suddenly sounded and spread throughout Qinglian Island.

On Qinglian Peak, Wang Ruyan stood in a blue stone pavilion with serious eyes.

Wang Changsheng has been away for more than 60 years and has not come back. Fortunately, the natal soul lamp he left in the clan has not been extinguished, so he should be fine.

Wang Qingshan is attacking the refining stage at Feiyun Peak. Feiyun Peak is next to Jianjian Peak. There are tens of thousands of flying swords in Jianjian Peak, and the number is still increasing. This is the sword mound built by the Wang family. The Wang family uses the sword mound to cultivate a Flying sword is just like Taiyi Xianmen cultivating Taiyi sword.

In Feiyun Peak, Wang Qingshan was sitting cross-legged above a magic circle, his eyes were closed tightly, a flying sword with silver light was floating above his head, and nine green glass swords were flying around Wang Qingshan indefinitely, sending out bursts of There was a loud sword cry.

After a while, the sky suddenly dimmed, and clusters of huge auspicious clouds floated high in the sky, forming a huge whirlpool of five colors.

Wang Qingshan opened his eyes, and there was a faint flash of sword light in his eyes.

The small silver sword suddenly burst into dazzling sword light, and the five-color vortex rolled violently, and five-color raindrops fell. These raindrops are pure five-element aura.

Raindrops of five colors fell on the small silver sword, and the small silver sword gradually grew in size.

Outside Feiyun Peak, gusts of wind blew up on the island, and a large number of Lihuo Bamboo swayed left and right. The clansmen temporarily stopped flying at high altitude to avoid being affected.

Half a day later, a thick cyan sword light rose from Feiyun Peak to the sky, straight into the sky, and a huge cyan flying sword appeared in the sky above Feiyun Peak out of thin air.

The cyan flying sword is not an entity, but an incorporeal body.

There are many forms of dharma, most of which are human, and there are also forms such as swords, trees, flowers, plants, spirits and animals.

As soon as the flying sword phantom appeared, the flying swords on the Burial Sword Peak flew up one after another and gathered towards the sky. The weapons of the monks on the island lost control and flew towards the sky.

"Faces!"

Wang Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of joy, with the Five Elements Thunder Sky Talisman in his hand, it would not be a problem for Wang Qingshan to survive six or nine thunder calamities.

There was a deafening thunderclap from the sky, and the weapons floating in the sky fell one after another.

A huge thundercloud suddenly appeared in the sky above Feiyun Peak. After one blurred, it was divided into six groups. Each thundercloud had countless arcs flashing, and countless thunder snakes could be seen wandering around.

Sixty-Nine Thunder Tribulations!

Accompanied by a deafening thunderclap, a thick silver lightning fell, submerged into Feiyun Peak, and disappeared.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and thick lightning bolts pierced the sky and struck Feiyun Peak.

On a steep peak, Wang Mengbin stood on the top of the mountain. He looked at the thunderclouds high in the sky, his face was solemn, and there was a bit of worry in his eyes.

A large number of monks from the Wang family watched from a distance, and their faces all showed worried expressions.

If Wang Qingshan enters the refining period, it will be a great thing for the family, and it will also be a good thing for the individual, and the family will definitely have great benefits.

As time passed, bolts of lightning struck down and disappeared into Feiyun Peak.

After a cup of tea, a thundercloud over a hundred feet in size floated high in the sky.

The Qingshi square where Wang Qingshan was located had been reduced to ruins, nine blue glass swords were floating beside him, the aura was slightly dimmed, and a thick silver light curtain covered Wang Qingshan, which was the Five Elements Thunderbolt Talisman.

After a thunderous thunder sounded from high above, the thunder cloud rolled violently, turning into a silver giant tiger more than a hundred feet long, and went straight to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan was not afraid at all, as soon as the sword formula changed, the nine green glass swords burst out with ear-piercing sword cries, and instantly merged into one, turning into a giant blue sword that held up to the sky, and headed towards the silver giant tiger.

With a loud bang, the silver giant tiger was cut in half by the Qingtian giant sword, and a huge silver scorching sun rose suddenly, submerging most of Feiyun Peak.

After a while, the silver scorching sun dissipated, revealing a huge pit. Wang Qingshan stood in the void, his body covered with a faintly visible silver light curtain. With a flash of silver light, the silver light curtain turned into a gleaming talisman. It is the Five Elements Thunderbolt Talisman.

The power of this five-element Thunderbolt Talisman consumes more than half of its power, and it cannot support another monk who transforms himself into six or nine thunderstorms. It should be no problem to resist one or two rounds of thunderstorms.

Wang Ruyan descended from the sky with a look of concern on her face.

"Qingshan, are you okay!"

Wang Qingshan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm fine, Aunt Nine, Uncle Nine is in seclusion again?"

"No, he went to the barren land for Meng Bin's method of attacking the emptiness."

Wang Ruyan said truthfully.

(End of this chapter)