Top of Qinglian

Chapter 2518 The First Great Tribulation
Spring goes and autumn comes, and the time of Jiazi has passed quickly.

Qinglian Island, a bluestone square covering an extremely wide area.

Thousands of clansmen gathered in the square, whispering together in twos and threes, or standing alone in the corner, looking at the Lihuo Demon Refining Tower with fiery eyes.

The once-in-a-hundred-year competition is here, and all clansmen below Huashen can participate. If they get a good ranking, they can get rewards, and they may even be selected as elites.

Wang Yier, Wang Yixin and more than a dozen alchemy monks gathered together and they were chatting.

"Hey, this time the clan competition, I have no problem getting into the top three hundred."

Wang Yier smiled confidently.

As the number of immortal cultivators in the clan increases, more and more places are awarded by the clan competition.

Wang Huayue and others were exploring the seabed and accidentally discovered the Zuohua Cave of Feilong Sanren, and reported it in time. Wang Ruyan and Wang Mengbin explored and got a lot of good things. Afterwards, Wang Huayue and others were rewarded heavily.

The alchemy cultivators of Wang Yi and the second class all received two spirit treasures, one piece of baby-changing water, and 20 meritorious deeds. In addition, they all enjoyed the treatment of elites. There are also many rewards.

Even if he didn't make any more great achievements, and didn't buy the baby-forming spirit item, when Wang Yier hit the Nascent Soul Stage, he had two copies of the baby-forming item.

The Wang family raised the treatment of the wasteland reclamation team, and followed the example of Wang Huayue and others to encourage the clansmen to learn from them, attracting many clansmen to become members of the wasteland reclamation team, but the wasteland reclamation team found nothing.

Zhenhai Palace and other forces have sent more people to explore the seabed, but they have discovered several fourth-order ore veins and a sitting cave for a cultivator, but the loss is not small.

Luck is also a kind of strength. The luck of Wang Yier and others is good. After so many explorations on the seabed, they found a Zuohua cave with a fit monk and directly enjoyed the treatment of elite disciples. Some clan elders have been exploring the seabed for hundreds of years. Nothing was found.

Because of this matter, the treatment of the clansmen who opened up wasteland has been improved, which is a good thing.

"Yixin, what about you!"

Wang Yier looked at Wang Yixin and asked with a smile.

"I don't know, the competition is too strong, I will try my best! Do my best and obey the destiny."

Wang Yixin said seriously.

On the rostrum, Wang Moshan sat on the main seat, and dozens of clan elders sat on both sides, and they whispered.

That's how they came here back then, so it's not surprising.

"It's almost time, the clan competition begins, let the clansmen go in and break through the barrier one after another."

Wang Moshan ordered.

"Yes, master."

The clan elder quickly gave orders, and the clansmen entered the Lihuo Demon Refining Tower one after another to break through.

"Yixin, look at me."

Wang Yier patted his chest, and strode towards Lihuo Demon Refining Tower.

At this moment, the vitality of the heaven and earth suddenly became violent, and colorful light spots appeared in the void, slowly turning into colorful auspicious clouds, floating densely over Qinglian Island.

Not long after, these colorful auspicious clouds flew towards a certain direction.

"Refining visions, six or nine thunder calamities!"

Wang Moshan was taken aback for a moment, but soon thought of something, and looked excited.

Tens of thousands of auspicious clouds of five colors gathered over a small valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, collided with each other, burst open, and turned into a huge whirlpool with a diameter of hundreds of feet.

A ray of white light shot up into the sky, turning into a phantom of a white woman, holding a white flying sword in her right hand.

A sword cultivator's dharma appearance is not necessarily a sword, but he must have a flying sword.

"Ancestor Xueli!"

Wang Moshan said to himself, his expression excited.

The vortex of aura surged violently, and countless raindrops of five colors poured down. These raindrops were the pure aura of heaven and earth, which was completely absorbed by the female phantom.

The aura of the woman's phantom rose sharply, and after a cup of tea, the aura vortex dissipated, and the woman's phantom also dissipated.

Rumbling thunder sounded, a huge thundercloud floated high in the sky, countless silver thunder snakes roamed non-stop, and thousands of thunder roared, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

A steep peak, Wang Qingfeng stood on the top of the mountain, he looked at the thunderclouds high in the sky, his eyes were full of worry.

There was a sound of thunder, and a silver long rainbow pierced the sky, like a silver meteor shower, heading straight for the valley.

The plants in the valley grew rapidly, and the giant trees blocked the entire valley.

The predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade. After Bai Yuqi entered the refining stage, she could use raw materials to arrange formations.

Dong Xueli hit the Void Refining Stage, she has Jinyu Huiyuan Pill to restore her mana, she has a sixth-order formation, and she also has the Heavenly Thunder Transformation Spirit Talisman. As long as she does not attract more than a dozen five-color divine thunders, she can survive six or nine thunder calamities and enter the world smoothly. Into the refining period.

The silver lightning strikes a giant tree hundreds of feet high. The tree is torn apart like paper, and a raging fire is ignited. With the help of wood, the fire expands rapidly.

Countless blue thorns burst out of the ground, one after another blue flowers bloomed, and puffs of blue mist rushed out, the fire was quickly extinguished, but soon, the second thunderstorm fell.

There was a rumbling thunder, and silver lightning bolts pierced the sky like a shower of silver meteors, and slashed towards the valley where Dong Xueli was.

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Amethyst Island, a secret room.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a futon, his hands were in mudra, and his eyes were closed.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked up into the sky.

"Is it finally coming?"

Wang Changsheng said to himself, the closer the catastrophe is, the clearer the perception of the cultivator will be.

Generally speaking, there will be a vague feeling a few years in advance of the great catastrophe of a cultivator who refines the void, and the closer the time is, the stronger the feeling will be.

There was a "rumbling" sound of thunder in his ears, and Wang Changsheng's expression froze.

A mass of black thunderclouds ten miles in size floated high in the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and dense silver lightning could be seen. The black thundercloud rolled violently and was still expanding in size.

Wang Ruyan, Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi stood on a steep peak with nervous expressions.

They have read the records of the great catastrophe in the classics, but they have not watched the alchemy cultivators cross the catastrophe at close range.

After the time of a cup of tea, the thundercloud was fifty miles in size, and you could see thunder pythons with thick waists swimming around non-stop. There were so many that it made one's scalp tingle.

Wang Mengbin took a deep breath, this was much more powerful than his ordinary lightning method.

The gap between Thunder Python and Thunder Snake is not so big. From this point of view alone, the power of the Great Heavenly Tribulation is far stronger than the ordinary Thunder Tribulation of the Great Realm.

A thunderous thunder resounded through the sky, reverberating endlessly in a radius of ten thousand miles, and a silver long rainbow pierced the sky, like a silver long spear that destroyed the world, and went straight to the manor where Wang Changsheng was.

Wang Changsheng's residence was smashed to pieces by the silver spear.

Wang Changsheng's body surface emitted blue light, and he punched the silver spear.

Generally speaking, the power of the first few rounds of thunder tribulation in the Great Heaven Tribulation was not strong, and he wanted to see how strong the first thunder disaster of the Great Heaven Tribulation was.

(End of this chapter)