Rise of Qinglian

In the Eastern Wasteland, destroy the Immortal City.

A three-story blue attic, basement.

Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on the futon. The stone wall was covered with runes and covered with a layer of light yellow aura, which was obviously some kind of restriction.

Wang Qingshan suddenly burst out with an astonishing sword intent. A strong wind blew up. He raised his right hand and flicked it into the void several times.

The sound of breaking through the sky is loud!

Five green sword energy shot out from the fingertips, and struck the yellow spiritual light in a flash. The stone chamber shook violently, the runes flashed wildly, and suddenly broke, and five more finger-thick lines appeared on the stone wall. of holes.

"Finally the practice was successful."

Wang Qingshan said to himself, with a happy face.

He understood the meaning of the sword, and it was easier to practice swordsmanship than other sword cultivators. The demon clan was defeated, and Wang Qingshan stayed behind in the Immortal Extinguisher City to practice the wind sword finger, and finally succeeded in practicing it.

The sword intention can not only improve his strength, but also be beneficial to his practice of swordsmanship and spiritual skills.

"The Eastern Wasteland Monster Clan has been defeated. I wonder what happened to the South China Sea? It would be great if we could return to the South China Sea to join the war."

Wang Qingshan was thinking about returning to Nanhai. If his family participated in the war, he would have to help. Nanhai was now the headquarters of the Wang family.

He couldn't leave until the war in Donghuang ended, and he was burdened with a large amount of contribution points.

Walking out of the residence, the streets were filled with people and shouts.

The demon clan was defeated, and the morale of the human race soared. They attacked the demon clan on a large scale and plundered a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals.

Not long after, Wang Qingshan appeared at the door of a nine-story golden pavilion.

Jubao Building, this is a store opened by Tianfeng Merchant Alliance, which mainly purchases monster materials.

The demon clan was defeated, and a large number of demon beasts were stranded among the mountains. The human monks exterminated these demon beasts and made a fortune.

Wang Qingshan walked into the Treasure Building. The first floor was mainly for purchasing materials for first-order monsters. There were not many people there.

Arriving on the sixth floor, Wang Meng Yang was chatting with Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui killed a large number of low-level monsters during this period. Many low-level monks were dissatisfied with this. Some people complained in front of the Yuanying monks. Every time Huang Fugui delivered supplies, he delivered them in advance and overfulfilled the task. Huang Fugui After killing low-level monsters, part of them will be sold to the seven immortal sects. The Yuanying monk did not blame Huang Fugui, but just asked him to restrain himself.

Huang Fugui knew what he was interested in, so he accepted it as soon as it was good. After being introduced by Wang Qingshan, Huang Fugui met Wang Meng Yang and sold the materials of low-level monsters to Wang Meng Yang.

Wang Qingshan introduced many alchemy monks to Wang Meng Yang, and Wang Meng Yang's performance soared and his status rose steadily.

"Shopkeeper Wang, it's a pleasure to work with you. If I get something good next time, I will definitely sell it to you."

Wang Meng Yang smiled slightly and said humbly: "Junior, I would like to thank you, Senior Huang. Please visit me more often in the future."

Huang Fugui saw Wang Qingshan and said warmly: "Friend Wang, long time no see."

Wang Qingshan looked at Huang Fugui expectantly and asked with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Huang, have you got what I need?"

"No, it's hard to find what you want."

Wang Qingshan was a little disappointed and nodded: "If you get it, please contact me immediately. The price is negotiable."

Huang Fugui agreed, turned and left.

Wang Qingshan looked at Wang Meng Yang and asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper Wang, is there any news about the South China Sea?"

"No, the South China Sea is strictly controlled. With my status, I don't have much access to information."

Wang Qingshan nodded, and when he was about to say something, there was a muffled sound in his arms. He took out a golden jade plate, inserted a magic formula, and frowned.

"I have to take a step in advance. If there is news about the South China Sea, shopkeeper Wang remembers to send someone to inform me."

After saying this, Wang Qingshan hurriedly left the Treasure Building.

Not long after, he appeared in a magnificent golden palace. Liu Meier and many other alchemy monks were also there. Xiaoyao Sword Master and Lin Siruo stood in front, Lin Siruo looked sad.

Wang Qingshan hurriedly walked to Liu Meier and asked via voice transmission: "Fairy Liu, what's going on?"

"I don't know, Master suddenly called me here."

Wang Qingshan frowned. Could it be that the war was lost?

Alchemy monks came in one after another and stood in line.

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than 20 alchemy monks gathered in the hall. They looked at each other with confusion on their faces, obviously not knowing what happened.

"Everyone is here. I have something very important to announce. More than three thousand years ago, the human race developed the Eastern Wilderness. Just when everyone thought everything was stable, the demon race suddenly counterattacked, causing the Jinyang Sect to be destroyed. Now history It happened again. The demon clan deliberately retreated to attract our attention. They mobilized a large number of our manpower and took the opportunity to attack Wanhua Palace. Wanhua Palace suffered numerous casualties. The demon clan who attacked Wanhua Palace fled in all directions. Following Master Liu's order, these must be destroyed. The demon clan has been wiped out. The latest news is that a few demon clan may pass by here. You should go out immediately to seal off this area."

Sword Master Xiaoyao's tone was stern, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Qingshan and other alchemy monks were shocked.

Did the demon tribe defeat on purpose? Taking the opportunity to attack the Wanhua Palace? They never expected that this would be the case.

Wang Qingshan was secretly surprised. The words of Xiaoyao Sword Master contained a lot of information. Most of the people who could make Xiaoyao Sword Master call him uncle were most likely god-forming monks. Could it be that the demons in the god-forming stage were also dispatched?

The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and the seven immortal sects are dependent on each other. Today, the Wanhua Palace was brutally attacked by the demon clan, and tomorrow it will probably be the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

We must give some color to the demon clan. The provincial demon clan thinks that the human race is easy to bully.

"Senior Ye, what if the demon clan uses earth escape to escape?"

"You can rest assured about this. Fellow Daoist Jun and the others have set up a large formation to seal off the border. If the demon tribe uses earth escape to escape, it will definitely trigger the ban. What you have to do is to help fellow Daoist Jun to seal the border. Discover The whereabouts of the demon clan will be killed without mercy."

Wang Qingshan and others agreed in unison that it would be easier if they assisted the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Xiaoyao Jianzun issued a long-distance communication disk to everyone to facilitate communication, in pairs.

Wang Qingshan and Song Mei were in a group, and Liu Meier and Wu Yuner were in a group.

After the arrangements were made, Wang Qingshan and others left Immortal Immortal City and flew in the designated direction.

In the Palace of Ten Thousand Flowers, the mountains that were originally filled with birds and flowers turned into a scorched earth, with corpses strewn all over the ground. The corpses looked ugly, and there were a large number of corpses of monsters lying on the ground.

In the Ten Thousand Flowers Palace, Tang Yunshang was sitting on the main seat with a sad look on her face. Several Wanhua Palace monks were sitting under her, each of them looking very sad.

The demon clan suddenly came to attack. The owner of the Wanhua Palace was seriously injured and died. The Wanhua Mirror, the treasure of the sect, was destroyed. The Wanhua Palace suffered heavy casualties. Of course, the demon clan did not get much benefit.

"Brothers and sisters, Master, she was seriously injured and died. I will not avenge this. I, Tang Yunshang, swear that I will not be a human being. The country will not be without a master for a day. Master, she left a last word before her death. I will take over as the master of Wanhua Palace. Which of you is in favor and who is against?"

Tang Yunshang took out a square cyan token, with a look of grief on his face, and glanced at the many fellow disciples present.

In this attack by the monster clan, the master of Wanhua Palace was seriously injured and died. Many Yuanying monks died on the spot. There were less than three Yuanying monks in the main helm. One Yuanying monk was seriously injured and could not come out. The famous Yuanying monk is Tang Yunshang's die-hard supporter Shangguan Qing. Lin Siruo and other Yuanying monks are not at the helm. Naturally, Tang Yunshang will not miss this opportunity and take the first step to take the position of the palace master of Wanhua Palace.