Top of Qinglian

Time passed and 3000 million years passed.

Immortal World, Qinglian Continent.

A majestic giant city, you can see the four golden characters "Qinglian Xiancheng" on the plaque, with many monks coming in and out.

It has been more than 5000 million years since the Battle of the Great Dao ended, and many new forces and races have emerged in the fairy world, and many Dao ancestors have increased, but the most powerful force is naturally the Wang family.

The Wang family does not intervene in the struggle of the ten thousand clans, and focuses on improving their strength. The clansmen collect immortal cultivation resources from all over the fairy world and transport them back to Qinglian fairy island.

Qinglian Immortal City is the largest market in the Immortal World, and there is no such thing as one. The elixir and miraculous medicine that hit Daozu can be bought, provided that the price can be paid.

It is a vast bluestone square. In the center of the square is a blue stone platform with a size of one hundred feet. Lan Fukong sits on the blue stone platform and is preaching.

Lan Fukong has already been promoted to the Taoist ancestor. Calculating the time, the Wang family has been established in the fairyland for more than [-] million years.

Qinglian fairy couple is already a well-known legend in the fairy world, but they rarely show up. Lan Fukong, Chen Yueying, Li Qinghuan, Cheng Zhenyu, Siji Jianzun and others have been promoted to the Taoist ancestor one after another. They help explore the sea of ​​chaos and collect resources for cultivating immortals.

"You don't know how powerful the ancestor of the Chaos Beast is. He killed more than a dozen Taoist ancestors with a single blow. Daoyou Wang wounded the ancestor of the Chaos Beast with one blow. Mrs. Wang cooperated again. It took less than three moves, and they solved it. The ancestor of the Chaos Beast has restored the peace of the Immortal World."

Lan Fukong flattered, with flattery on his face.

"No way! The ancestor of the Chaos Beast is so powerful, so it was solved so quickly? Shouldn't it last for 800 million years?"

"Yes! Didn't you say that the ancestor of the Chaos Beast was very strong? Was he solved so quickly?"

"Yes! From this point of view, the ancestor of the Chaos Beast is not much stronger."

The cultivators who were watching were talking and expressing their opinions.

"Hmph, what do you know? Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang have both created two supreme origin laws. From the era of chaos to the present, no one has been able to do it. The eight origin laws can still kill the ancestor of the chaos beast."

Lan Fukong explained.

"Didn't it mean that the ten-direction sub-mother tower, the natal tool of the Chaos Beast, is very powerful? Why didn't it work?"

Someone questioned.

"The Shifang Zimu Pagoda is indeed powerful. The Wang family's clan treasure, the Qinglian Fortune Cauldron, is even more powerful. It swallowed the Shifang Zimu Pagoda. The ancestor of the Chaos Beast lost its natal Tao, and its strength plummeted. Naturally, it cannot be stopped."

Lan Fukong explained what he thought of: "Speaking of which, Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang haven't shown up for many years, and they may have advanced to a higher level."

"Higher realm? Isn't Daozu the highest?"

A monk wondered.

Lan Fukong was about to say something when a deafening thunder sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning, strong winds blew, and the fairy energy in a radius of tens of billions of miles became chaotic.

"Who is this attacking Daozu?"

someone exclaimed.

"It's not the Dao ancestor! There is no such great momentum to attack the Dao ancestor."

Lan Fukong's face was serious, and he looked in a certain direction with uncertain eyes.

It is none other than Qinglian Immortal Couple who can attract such a big momentum.

On Qinglian Xiandao, a large number of royal family members looked at the huge thundercloud high above and looked at each other in blank dismay.

With the efforts of many fifth-level immortal weapon masters, Qinglian Xiandao has been promoted to a top-grade Taoist weapon, with its own space, and multiple functions such as flight, defense, and attack. In Qinglian Xiandao, the Taoist ancestor was promoted, and the momentum was not so great.

Wang Qingcheng, Wang Yingjie and others rushed over to maintain order and prevent the clansmen from approaching the area covered by Lei Jie.

The area of ​​Qinglian Immortal Island is larger than a hundred Immortal Territories, so it doesn't matter if you hit a higher realm on the island.

A [-]-acre blue lake, with a blue lotus platform in the center of the lake, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the blue lotus platform, his eyes slightly closed, eighteen blue beads floating above his head.

After a while, the [-] phantoms of the balls burst into dazzling blue light, and a blue light group appeared, followed by water droplets, soil, and vegetation. The water droplets quickly evolved into lakes and seas, and the soil quickly turned into stones. The stones continued to grow and turned into boulders, giant peaks and mountains, and the vegetation grew rapidly, and then there were wind, thunder, fire and other substances.

A new world appeared above Wang Changsheng's head. This world was full of vitality, with mountains, rivers, forests, oceans, wind, thunder, fire and ice, full of fairy energy, and in the center was the shadow of eighteen blue beads.

The moment the world took shape, the entire immortal world was shaken, and Qinglian Continent was no exception. Most of the immortals were shocked and left their residences one after another. Even the forces protected by the fifth-level immortal formation also felt the shock.

Qinglian Immortal City shook violently, and all the immortals left their residences one after another.

"What's going on here? Isn't there a fifth-order immortal formation in Qinglian Immortal City? Is there a strong enemy coming?"

"No way! Who will deal with the Wang family? The ancestors of the Chaos Beast were all killed by the Qinglian fairy couple."

"It's not a strong enemy, what caused that? The Wang family is testing the formation?"

The monks talked a lot.

"We are not testing the formation, please be safe and don't run around."

The monks of the Wang family opened their mouths to refute the rumors.

Wang Yongan stood high in the sky, holding a yellow array disk with fairy light flashing in his hand, his face full of confusion.

On Qinglian Xiandao, Wang Changsheng looked at the world above his head with a thoughtful expression on his face.

He can feel everything in this world, the river flowing, the leaves dancing in the wind, the fire burning, he can feel it, he seems to be the master of this world, strictly speaking, this world is created by him, he is the owner of this world road.

With a thought in Wang Changsheng's mind, a mountain range in this world was turned into dust, and a large number of trees fell to the ground.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew by, and countless yellow sand and gravel fluttered in the wind, condensing into mountain peaks, a rolling mountain range appeared, and saplings drilled out of the ground, and the saplings grew rapidly.

"I am the Tao, the Tao is me, and the Tao is my respect. Is this the Taoist?"

Wang Changsheng said to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rumble of thunder came from high in the sky, and a thick nine-color immortal thunder pierced the sky and struck at the world created by Wang Changsheng. The nine-color immortal thunder struck the ground, and a huge pit suddenly exploded on the ground. The colorful fairy thunder struck the woods, and the woods suddenly caught fire. The fire spread rapidly, and the flames engulfed a large number of trees.

Thick nine-color immortal thunder struck the world created by Wang Changsheng. The world seemed to be a thunder field, and the heaven and earth turned into nine colors.

Seven days and seven nights have passed, and the thunder disaster is not over yet.

The Nine-Colored Thundercloud was still ten thousand feet in size. After rolling and surging, it turned into a huge Nine-Colored Thunder Dragon, which fell from the sky and crashed into the world created by Wang Changsheng.

With a loud bang, the world shook violently, and the nine-colored thunder light flooded the world.

After a while, the thunder light dissipated, the world was turned into scorched earth, and Wang Changsheng was safe and sound.

With a thought in Wang Changsheng's mind, saplings drilled out of the ground, grew rapidly, and the wind was strong. Countless flying sand and rocks condensed into peaks, and countless water droplets emerged, condensing into lakes, rivers and seas.

Wang Changsheng is the Tao of this world. If he is not destroyed, this world will not be destroyed. If this world is not destroyed, he will not be destroyed either. (end of this chapter)