Rise of Qinglian

"Be careful. These monsters are commanded by someone, not the mindless monsters you have dealt with before."

A manly voice came from high in the sky.

The disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect looked up and saw a blue cloud more than ten feet floating in the sky. A tall man in a yellow shirt and a young woman in a red skirt stood on top of the cloud.

"Thank you, Senior Cheng, for coming to the rescue."

The disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect knew these two alchemy monks, Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan. They met Huang Fugui on the way and were recruited by Huang Fugui to transport supplies. After arriving at the front line, they were under the command of Taiyi Immortal Sect.

Low-level monks fight on the ground, while high-level monks fight at high altitudes.

Neither the human nor the demon clan seems to want to delay for too long. Fighting has started frequently recently, and the Nascent Soul monks have taken action. Both the human and demon clans have suffered heavy casualties.

In this kind of melee, Zheng Nan was unable to exert his full strength. Fortunately, Cheng Zhenyu's sword control skills were relatively powerful. When they joined forces to fight against the enemy, no half-demon could do anything to them.

Opposite them, there was a young woman in a green skirt with green bat wings and a big man in red with a long tail. They were both half-demon.

Zheng Nan's slender jade fingers stirred the strings, and blue wind blades flew out, heading straight towards the two half-demon at very fast speeds.

The young woman in the green skirt didn't take it seriously. She flapped her bat wings fiercely, causing strong winds to rise. A green hurricane flashed out, blowing away the incoming blue wind blades.

clang!

A large piece of yellow sword energy shot out overwhelmingly, and was about to penetrate the bodies of the two half-demon.

A large red flame emerged from both fists of the big man in red, and he smashed into the void in front of him, and a large red fist shadow with red flames flew out.

Boom!

The yellow sword energy was shattered by the dense red fist shadows, the air waves rolled and the flames scattered.

A blue sound wave flew out of the flames without warning and quickly passed over the bodies of the two half-demon. They suddenly became motionless and their eyes widened, as if they had seen something incredible.

A huge yellow round shot out and was in front of them in an instant.

The big man in red quickly took out a red shield, and when it got bigger, he blocked it in front of him.

"Keng!"

The yellow round wheel hit the red shield, leaving only a shallow mark. The yellow round wheel was obviously made up of four yellow flying swords, with the sword tips facing inward.

Cheng Zhenyu smiled slightly and changed his sword technique. The four yellow flying swords suddenly became brighter and erupted with a clear sword cry. The four yellow flying swords instantly merged into one and turned into a huge yellow sword, which struck at the ground. Above the red shield.

The red shield was like tissue paper, cut in half by the yellow giant sword.

Two miserable screams rang out, and the heads of the two half-demon were slashed off by the yellow giant sword, and blood spurted out several feet high.

Before Cheng Zhenyu had time to be happy, the void above his head fluctuated, and a red wolf claw suddenly appeared, with an astonishing heat wave, and was photographed fiercely.

A red spiritual light shot out and was in front of them instantly.

Cheng Zhenyu shook his sleeves and slashed his right hand into the void above his head. A yellow sword light flew out. Zheng Nan pulled a string with two fingers and released his fingers. An invisible sound wave swept out.

Boom!

The yellow sword light smashed the red wolf's claws into pieces and disappeared. The invisible sound wave also defeated the red aura.

"The reaction was very fast. No wonder he was able to kill two of my companions."

A somewhat joking male voice sounded, and a red light flew from a distance.

A young man in red in his early thirties sat on the back of a giant red crane. The young man in red had a red tail, broad ears, and some red fluff on his arms.

"Cheng Xiaotian! It's you."

Cheng Zhenyu frowned and his face became serious.

The young man in red is a half-demon, but his name is a human name.

Speaking of which, Cheng Xiaotian and Cheng Zhenyu are from the same family, but Cheng Zhenyu dare not recognize this family. Since Cheng Xiaotian joined the war, no less than ten Danjie monks have died at his hands.

The demon clan has made a group of four flowers and six heroes as a key training target. Bai Ling'er is the leader of the four flowers, and Cheng Xiaotian is the only half-demon who ranks among the six heroes. Except for his own magical power, with his Grandfather Cheng Zhanxian has a lot to do with it.

Cheng Zhanxian is said to be a descendant of True Lord Tianlang. He is also a half-demon. His mother’s surname is Cheng. For some reason, he gave himself a human name—Cheng Zhanxian. He hates human beings very much, and the Nascent Soul died in his hands. There are as many as three monks.

A weird roar suddenly sounded, and Cheng Xiaotian frowned.

The half-demon commanded a large number of demonic beasts to retreat in an orderly manner and cover each other. The half-demon and the demon clan broke away from the battle group and flew towards the rear.

A sharp sound of gongs sounded from the human side, and the human monks retreated one after another.

Cheng Xiaotian's eyes were gloomy, and he glanced at Cheng Zhenyu and his wife. The giant red crane under him circled and chased the tribesmen who were retreating from the battlefield.

Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan breathed a sigh of relief. If there was a fight, they were not sure of winning.

They looked at each other and flew back to the city.

A huge city that stretches for thousands of miles, millions of monsters lie outside the huge city, and the three characters "City of Destroying Immortals" are written on the city gate.

In the Immortal Extinguishing Hall, twelve Nascent Soul Stage demon clans gathered together to discuss the war.

A young woman in her early thirties in a green dress sat on the main seat with an indifferent expression. Eleven Nascent Soul stage demons sat on chairs on both sides.

"Fellow Daoist Qing, why did you suddenly retreat? We clearly have the upper hand?"

An old man in red robe with a rosy face asked in confusion.

"Our two strongholds in the rear where we store supplies were attacked. One of the strongholds was breached by the human race. The rear is unstable and we cannot fight with peace of mind. Fellow Daoist Cheng, our ancestor has ordered that you select a group of elites to stay in the rear to ensure the supply of supplies. Safety."

As soon as these words were said, their eyes focused on a man in a golden shirt.

The man in the golden shirt has handsome features, an indifferent expression, and his eyebrows are light golden.

Cheng Zhanxian, a descendant of True Lord Tianlang, was born as a half-demon. He is one of the few half-demon who advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, and he is also the object of admiration of all half-demon.

"Stay in the rear? The humans can harass the rear, and we haven't harassed their rear. There is no need to be led by the humans."

Cheng Zhanxian frowned and said, he was determined to drive out the Donghuang human race, unify the demon race, and restore the glory of his ancestors. In this battle, he stole the show and established a strong prestige. A large number of half-demon gathered around him and listened to his orders.

"This is our ancestor's order. Do you want to disobey our ancestor's order?"

The young woman in the green skirt emphasized her tone and frowned.

Hearing the words "ancestor", Cheng Zhanxian sighed softly in his heart and nodded in agreement.

Back at his residence, Cheng Zhanxian called Cheng Xiaotian.

"Xiao Tian, ​​I want to move back to the rear to guard the supplies. You continue to stay in the front and fight. Kill a few more pill-forming monks. Don't embarrass me."

Cheng Zhanxian warned.

"Yes, Grandpa, Grandpa, you stayed well at the front line, why did you transfer back to the rear? Wouldn't it be possible to achieve more military exploits by staying at the front?"

There is also competition within the demon clan, but with the restraint of the ancestors in the transformation stage, they do not fight, and on the surface they are still amicable.

Cheng Zhanxian sneered and said with a sneer: "Humph, Patriarch Qinghua gave the order, how dare I disobey it? After all, I am not afraid that I will make too many contributions and steal the limelight of the Green Snake clan. When True Lord Tianlang was here, , the Green Snake Clan is just a vassal of our Heavenly Wolf Clan. After the disappearance of the Heavenly Wolf True Lord, our Sirius Clan is getting worse day by day, relying on our half-demon for support. Even the Green Snake Clan has a god-transformation monk, and she is in power. Later, they suppressed our Sirius clan everywhere. If we weren't worried about True Lord Sirius, I'm afraid there would be no place for our Sirius clan in the Eastern Wasteland. Xiaotian, you have to make more military exploits. One day, our Sirius clan will unify the East. Huang, restore the glory of our ancestors."

Cheng Xiaotian felt a chill in his heart and nodded: "Yes, grandfather, my grandson understands."

The Heavenly Wolf clan was so prosperous when True Lord Heavenly Wolf unified the Eastern Wasteland. Nowadays, the Heavenly Wolf clan is not as good as it is day by day, and they have to rely on half-demon support.