Top of Qinglian

Chapter 3705 Rolling
In a piece of blue sea, a group of monks from the Wang Family is patrolling, headed by a graceful young woman in a blue skirt.

Wang Ruiyao, in the middle stage of transformation.

Qinglian Island is now allowed to leave but not to enter. Even Wang Ruiyao can only rest on the outer island and cannot enter Qinglian Island.

"Someone is coming, be careful."

Wang Ruiyao said.

As soon as the words fell, a golden ray of light appeared in the distant sky, flying towards here quickly.

Not long after, the golden light stopped, and a golden flying boat appeared, and a handsome young man in golden shirt stood on the golden flying boat.

"Ruixin!"

Wang Ruiyao breathed a sigh of relief when she recognized the identity of the young man in the golden shirt.

"What happened? Sister Ruiyao."

Wang Ruixin asked.

"No, are you going back to Qinglian Island?"

Wang Ruiyao asked curiously.

"Yes! I got a good thing and plan to present it to my ancestors."

Wang Ruixin said with a smile.

"Then you go! Let's continue patrolling."

Wang Ruiyao waved her hand and led the patrol, while Wang Ruixin drove the golden flying boat towards the distance.

After a cup of tea, the golden flying boat stopped. Following Wang Ruixin's gaze, he could see Qinglian Island. There were many clansmen active on the island and many buildings could be seen.

Two guards flew out, took out the treasures to investigate, and after confirming that they were correct, let Wang Ruixin enter Qinglian Island.

Wang Ruixin came to the sky above Qinglian Peak and sent out a sound transmission talisman.

Not long after, a majestic man's voice sounded: "Mihunjing! It's rare to be able to get this kind of material, come in and talk!"

"Yes, my ancestor."

Wang Ruixin responded, pinched the magic formula, and the golden flying boat fell downwards, and landed in a secluded small courtyard with green tiles. Wang Changsheng was sitting in a blue stone pavilion.

He took out a Soul Misting Crystal and handed it to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng took the Soul Misting Crystal, and the nearby void vibrated and twisted, a powerful force of space emerged out of thin air, dozens of thick and long cracks appeared, and went straight to Wang Changsheng.

At the same time, there was a wave of ripples in the void, and a hole more than a hundred feet wide appeared, and Jiu Wuying and five people flew out of it, with icy expressions on their faces.

Thick and long cracks passed over Wang Changsheng's body, and Wang Changsheng turned into a little bit of water vapor and disappeared.

"Illusion! Not good, I fell for it."

Jiu Wuying was shocked. They used their spiritual sense to investigate several times, but found nothing abnormal. There was indeed a formation here. Diewei used her space magic power to sneak them in.

"It's just you little thieves who dare to go wild on Qinglian Island, I don't know what it means."

A cold and ruthless man's voice sounded, and as soon as the voice fell, a big Qingtian hand with blue light flashing appeared out of thin air. There was a unicorn pattern on the surface of the Qingtian big hand, and before it fell, the void burst open.

Diewei was about to use her spatial powers to block this attack, when a strange roar sounded, which resembled the roar of a beast. When she listened carefully, it sounded like a bird, and when she listened again, it sounded like an insect.

When she heard this, she was in a trance.

Among the five, only she is not the true spirit.

Jiu Wuying and the others were about to avoid it, when a powerful force of space emerged out of thin air, and at the same time, a passionate piano sound sounded.

When they heard the sound of the piano, they were disturbed.

Almost at the same time, thick chains emerged, entangled their bodies.

Qingtian's big hand fell, and Diewei's body was like paper paste, turning into blood mist all over the sky. Jiu Wuying and the others flew upside down, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

The physical body of the true spirit is still very powerful, and it is not so easy to kill.

A blue sound wave swept over, Niu Miao punched out, the sound of piercing the air was loud, a blue giant fist flashed out, collided with the blue sound wave, like hitting a stone with an egg, the blue giant fist collapsed instantly.

Niu Miao was dumbfounded, he had opened one orifice, even a mid-stage Mahayana monk who had two orifices, couldn't defuse his attack so easily!Could it be a late Mahayana monk?

The three of Jiu Wuying were about to cast a spell to resist, when a Sanskrit sound rang out, they felt as if they were in ecstasy when they heard it, and the surrounding scenery became blurred.

When they came back to their senses, the blue sound waves had already passed over their bodies, and they made painful sounds one after another. There were two explosions on the body surface, and five robbing treasures that were shining with inspiration were floating in the sky.

Five spiritual lights lit up in the void thousands of miles away, and the figures of Jiu Wuying and others appeared, their eyes terrified.

Before that, they were not so difficult to deal with big clans or big sects. They were killed once before they saw the enemy.

Qinglian Island blurred and disappeared, and the monks and buildings on the island also disappeared, replaced by a piece of blue sea water.

There was a ripple in the void in front of them, and a giant blue fist flashed out, heading straight for Die Wei.

Diewei was about to cast a spell to resist, when the rapid sound of the piano, the loud Sanskrit sound, and the strange roar of the beast sounded one after another.

She felt dizzy and couldn't stand upright.

The four of Jiu Wuying were also affected, and their blood surged.

Diewei was hit by a giant blue fist, and immediately turned into a bloody mist. A scorpion tiger swallowtail flew out of the body, and a black glow fell from the sky, covering the miniature tiger swallowtail, and was caught in Wang Chan's mouth. up.

Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan and more than a dozen Mahayana monks appeared, their expressions were indifferent.

After Wang Meng left Yiqiao, he used illusion, and the power increased a lot.

She transformed into a "Qinglian Island" near Qinglian Island, Wang Changsheng couldn't find anything abnormal, let alone Jiu Wuying and the other five.

Wang Changsheng raised his right hand, a black light flew out, and disappeared instantly.

Wang Ruyan and others sacrificed treasures one after another, attacking Jiu Wuying and the others.

Jiu Wuying sacrificed a small silver mirror, and poured a formula into it. The mirror surface was bright, and a silvery glow was sprayed out, covering the oncoming treasure.

Xuantian Zhibao's spirit-fixing mirror can hold treasures in place.

More than a dozen treasures with flashing spiritual light touched the silver glow and stopped in mid-air one after another.

Mie Hun coiled above the heads of the four of Jiu Wuying and appeared out of the void. After turning around, a large slender black light, like black sharp swords, went straight towards them.

Jiu Wuying and the others wanted to avoid it, but a powerful force of space emerged out of thin air, imprisoning them, unable to move, and at the same time, the sound of the piano became urgent.

There was a golden wooden fish floating in front of Master Miaode, who entered a formula, and the wooden fish gave out bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and he recited Buddhist scriptures.

The dense black light hit the four of Jiu Wuying one after another, and there was a miserable cry. The bodies of the four trembled, and their faces showed pain. They felt that their spirits were about to collapse.

The true spirit can resist the Xuantian Treasure, but it cannot resist the attack of the soul.

There was a sound of turbulent waves, and a large amount of sea water rushed in from all directions with great momentum.

Wu Feng opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of golden flames, and greeted him.

The golden flame collided with the sea water, and a large white mist burst out.

A faint green light flew out of the mist and went straight to Niu Miao.

Before Niu Miao had time to avoid it, the Sanskrit sound rang in his ears, and he suddenly felt that it was difficult to operate his mana.

The green light entered Niu Miao's eyes, and there was a scream. He put his head in his hands and fell down.

At the same time, Ni Tianlong squeezed the magic formula, and a golden halo overflowed from his body surface, quickly passing the bodies of Jiu Wuying and the other three.

Thousand Illusory Lights!

They felt like the world was spinning and appeared in a space full of aura.

"Not good! Illusion!"

Jiu Wuying turned pale with shock.

(End of this chapter)