Rise of Qinglian

An island more than a hundred miles in size, the island is lush, lush and full of life.

The terrain is high in the east and low in the west, with a giant valley in the center of the island.

In the east of the island, there is a peak more than a thousand feet high. The peak is located on the edge of the island.

A middle-aged man in black attire was sitting on the top of the mountain fishing. The fishing rod in his hand was shining brightly, and it was obviously not a mortal thing.

The middle-aged man has a fair face and no beard, an elegant face and a calm expression.

Suddenly, the fishing line shook violently.

The middle-aged man flicked his wrist, and the fishing line pulled up a golden fish demon more than ten feet long.

The golden fish demon has golden scales all over its body. There are two pairs of silver claws under its belly. Its tail is long and slender, resembling a python. Judging from its aura, it is a third-level demon beast.

The golden fish demon struggled violently, its lip was torn by the fishhook, escaped from the trap, and pounced on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked calm. He flicked his two fingers and a black light shot out, piercing through the body of the golden fish demon in a flash.

The golden fish demon fell to the ground, with a blood hole as thick as a finger on its head. Its body turned into a pool of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, with no bones left.

"In one more day, I will be able to leave here. If I had known this, I would not have sparred with that martial idiot, Qi Jue Sword Emperor. If I lost half a move to him, I would have to stay on this deserted island for fifty years. , except fishing, there is no fun.”

The middle-aged man said to himself, listening to his words, he competed with the Qi Jue Sword Emperor, but lost to the Qi Jue Sword Emperor, and stayed here for fifty years.

"Fellow Taoist in front of us, our husband and wife were ordered to attack the rear of the foreign race. We are now being chased by the Hai Clan. We asked fellow Taoist to help us. Wang is grateful. We will definitely repay you in the future."

A manly voice came from the sky, and a green light appeared in the sky, flying quickly towards the middle-aged man.

The green light dimmed, revealing the figures of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: "I have no interest in caring about your life and death. You can do whatever you like. Don't disturb me fishing."

With a flick of his wrist, the fishhook was thrown back into the sea.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were stunned. It would be fine if the other party didn't help, so they were fishing here? A late Nascent Soul monk fishing on a deserted island? Did they hear it wrong, or did the other party say it wrong?

"This fellow Taoist, there are more than a dozen Nascent Soul Stage Sea Clan behind him. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. You'd better leave quickly!"

Wang Changsheng said sincerely that the middle-aged man was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator after all and would not die at the hands of the Sea Clan so easily. Out of good intentions, Wang Changsheng still wanted to remind him.

"It doesn't matter whether it's the Sea Clan or the Monster Clan. I want to fish and have no interest in talking to you. You can run away if you want and stay if you want. Don't disturb me."

The middle-aged man said impatiently.

Wang Changsheng frowned. The world is really big and full of surprises. The other party heard that more than a dozen Nascent Soul stage people were chasing after him, but he actually wanted to stay and fish? This must be too ambitious!

There was a strange neighing sound behind him, and the calm water rolled violently.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were startled, and the light swelled up. They couldn't breathe, and they disappeared into the sky.

Boom!

The waves splashed more than a hundred feet high, and a dozen huge monsters emerged from the sea. A dozen Nascent Soul stage sea tribesmen stood on top of the monsters.

The middle-aged man turned a blind eye, holding the fishing rod in both hands with a calm expression.

"It turns out that there is an accomplice to help. Fifteenth brother, the five of you are going to chase the Qinglian Immortal Couple. We will deal with this person."

The man in red said in a deep voice, looking at the middle-aged man with murderous eyes.

The Sea Clan was divided into two. Ten Nascent Soul stage Sea Clan surrounded the desert island where the middle-aged man was. Five Nascent Soul stage Sea Clan pursued Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

"Do what you like, and don't disturb me fishing, otherwise I won't mind killing you all."

The middle-aged man's tone was indifferent, and the threat in his words was clearly evident.

"Hmph, that's such a big tone. Even if you are a great monk, one against ten? Do you think we are nothing? Kill him."

The man in red sneered, turning over his hand and taking out a palm-sized red conch. The runes on it were flowing erratically, emitting a burst of fire-attribute fluctuations.

A deep horn sounded, and a circle of red sound waves visible to the naked eye swept out and headed straight for the middle-aged man. Wherever the red sound waves passed, the seawater evaporated instantly.

The others used their own methods, and the seawater rolled violently, raising waves more than a hundred feet high, as if they were hanging upside down in the sky, and hit the middle-aged man hard.

"Since you want to die, I'll give you a ride."

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and he slashed into the void with his right hand. Countless black energy surged out from his body, turning into a giant black blade more than thirty feet long, with a pungent smell. Run to the other side.

The red sound wave collided with the black giant blade, and a puff of green smoke suddenly appeared, making a "sizzling" sound. The red sound wave suddenly exploded as if it had encountered a nemesis, and the black giant blade went straight towards the man in red. , appeared in front of the man in red instantly.

The man in red was startled. The red conch's light rose sharply, and a large piece of red flame flew out, turning into a red fire wall more than ten feet high, blocking in front of him.

With a muffled sound, the red fireball was cut in half by the black giant blade. Countless red scales appeared on the body of the man in red. He crossed his hands and stepped forward to block it. His physical body was very powerful and difficult to be harmed by magic weapons. Even with spiritual magic, At most he suffered some minor injuries.

The black giant blade struck his arm, but failed to break the scales on his arm, but a large amount of green smoke came out of his hands.

The man in red let out a scream. He realized that he was very wrong. The black giant blade was extremely poisonous. Even if he was from the Nascent Soul stage, he couldn't bear it.

There was a huge roar from high in the sky, and a huge black cloud appeared above the heads of more than a dozen sea tribesmen.

Black clouds rolled in and it began to rain. The rain was black.

Black raindrops fell on the monster, and a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared. If it rolled violently and screamed in pain, dense black raindrops fell on a golden octopus. After a scream, the golden octopus turned into Blood and water, with no ability to resist at all.

The man in red's soul flew into the sky, and a large red flame erupted from his body, flying backwards. Black raindrops came five feet close to him and disappeared instantly.

A little bit of blue light suddenly lit up behind the middle-aged man, and he transformed into a young man in black shirt with black scales all over his body. The young man in black shirt was in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Countless black arcs of electricity emerged from the body of the young man in black. He took out a huge ax filled with large amounts of black arcs and struck the middle-aged man hard at a very fast speed.

A large piece of pungent black mist suddenly appeared around the middle-aged man. The young man in black shirt touched the black mist with his hands, and a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared. He let out a painful scream, let go of the black giant axe, and the black giant ax suddenly appeared. The ax fell to the ground, touching the black mist, and the aura dimmed.

There was a loud sound breaking through the air, and a black claw of more than ten feet suddenly flew out of the black mist and grabbed the young man in black clothes.

The black claws are covered with black hair, resembling spider claws.

"ah······"

The young man in black shirt let out a painful howl, and his body turned into blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his soul could not escape.

"No, run quickly. He is Ren Zizai, one of the five overseas immortals. He is known as the Poison Saint. The Golden Dragon King of the Dragon Clan also suffered a small loss from this person."

The man in red suddenly remembered something, whispered, and quickly dived into the bottom of the sea.

Other sea tribes dived into the seabed one after another, not daring to stay.

Black raindrops continued to fall from high altitude and fell into the sea water. A burst of green smoke rose up. Low-level monsters emerged from the sea one after another. Black raindrops fell on the corpses of low-level monsters. Their bodies moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Turn into blood.

The black poisonous mist around Ren Zizi rolled and suddenly disappeared, turning into a black ball the size of an egg, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.

"My natal magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Poison Pearls, is forged into the extremely poisonous soul-breaking tears. It is the nemesis of most physical practitioners. You actually dare to use water escape to attack me at close range. You are hopelessly stupid."

Ren Zizai muttered to himself, opened his mouth, and the black ball turned into a black light and flew back to his mouth and disappeared.