Rise of Qinglian

Wang Youwei was in an endless green grassland. His face was full of vigilance, and his body was covered with a thick protective spiritual light.

He could clearly feel that the spiritual energy here was much more abundant than the outside world.

Wang Youwei released his spiritual consciousness and carefully scanned the area of ​​more than ten miles around, but found no aura of other immortal cultivators.

He took out a palm-sized cyan jade plate. The runes on the surface of the jade plate flashed, and a magic formula was inserted. A green lotus flower bloomed on the surface of the jade plate. The next moment, the jade plate made a piercing scream, and three people appeared. A cyan light spot.

"It seems I'm lucky. There are three tribesmen less than a thousand miles away from me."

Wang Youwei smiled happily and said to himself.

The Wang family sent twenty foundation-building monks into the secret realm, divided into four groups of five. According to the agreement, after they entered the secret realm, they found a safe place and reunited with their fellow clansmen as soon as possible so that the team could exert its maximum strength. , personal power is limited.

He took out a green long bow, opened the bow and nocked an arrow, aiming the arrow high into the sky.

With a "whoosh" sound, a green arrow flew out from the string and flew high into the sky.

After reaching high altitude, the green arrow suddenly exploded and turned into a huge green lotus.

This blue lotus can be seen from thousands of miles away. This is to summon the clan members. Of course, this will also expose his position. But just entering the secret realm, it stands to reason that no one will deliberately target him. Almost at the same time, high in the sky A huge golden sword shadow and a huge green crane shadow appeared.

Obviously, other forces are also recruiting companions, and going together is the best choice. Of course, there are also people who rely on their superior strength and act alone.

Half an hour later, three monks from the Wang family gathered around Wang Youwei.

Wang Youwei released a two-foot-long turtle puppet beast to carry them forward. There were many demon birds living in the secret realm. Flying in the air was easily discovered by the demon birds. It was better to use the puppet beast to move forward, mainly to prevent the ground. Attack of monsters.

The turtle puppet beast is huge, but its speed is not slow.

Not long after, Wang Youwei and others disappeared into the vast grassland.

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In a certain dark forest, three women, Wang Rongxiang, Wang Rongting, and Wang Rongfei, stood together, their expressions indifferent.

Opposite them, there were two men wearing Jindaomen costumes. Not far away, under a towering tree, there were three palm-sized black mushrooms. There were some white lines on the edges of the mushroom caps, which were drumstick-shaped.

Near the towering tree, there was a giant python that had been chopped into more than a dozen pieces.

"We just entered the secret realm. I don't think we need to fight to the death for a few hundred-year-old elixir!"

Wang Rongting smiled slightly and said half-smilingly.

"Hmph, we obviously discovered the elixir, and we killed the monster guarding the elixir. Why should we share it with you?"

A young man with a somewhat immature face said with a frown.

"If we hadn't arrived, you would have wanted to kill Sister Rong Ting. Is it too much to apologize to us? Or do you want to fight to the death?"

Wang Rongxiang's face turned cold and he put a green jade flute to his mouth.

"Junior Brother Sun, forget it, we were the ones in the wrong first, let's give them a spiritual medicine!"

The older man said in a deep voice, agreeing to Wang Rongting's suggestion.

He released a golden monkey more than three feet tall, dug up two black mushrooms, took away the corpse of the monster, and the two disappeared into the dense forest.

"They were given an advantage. They attacked Sister Rong Ting, but they only lost a hundred-year-old elixir."

Wang Rongfei curled her lips and said with a frown.

"My ancestors said, don't fight to the death with others if you can. There is no need to fight with each other. There are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people beyond the mountains. You may get hit by the iron plate. It is better to be cautious."

Wang Rongting said nonchalantly that if there was only one Golden Blade Sect disciple, she would kill him.

They dug up the last black mushroom and released a pony puppet to carry the three of them forward.

Not long after, they disappeared into the dense forest.

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In a narrow valley, Wang Xianbing and two Wang family monks controlled six second-order puppet beasts to surround a two-foot-long golden giant scorpion.

Behind the golden giant scorpion, there is a towering tree more than a hundred feet high. Under the tree are three bloody Ganoderma lucidum that exudes a rich and strange fragrance.

The golden giant scorpion has a golden body, as if made of gold, and its tail spines are raised high.

Two small earthen mounds suddenly bulged out from the ground, and two two-foot-long yellow centipedes emerged from the ground and attacked the golden giant scorpion from both sides.

The pair of giant golden pincers of the golden giant scorpion clamped forward and accurately clamped two yellow centipedes. Two muffled sounds were heard. Taking this opportunity, a giant white net more than ten feet long fell from the sky and suddenly covered the golden centipede. Giant scorpion.

A two-foot-tall golden ape puppet beast wielded a mace covered with spikes and slammed into the golden giant scorpion.

Boom!

The golden giant scorpion's hard shell was covered with scars and pits. Two red giant eagles swooped down from high altitude. Before they landed, two thick red flames flew out and hit the golden giant scorpion. There was a roar and a rolling sound. The flames flooded the body of the golden giant scorpion, and two giant red eagles rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

After a huge roar, the body of the golden giant scorpion was torn apart and died.

Wang Xianbin nodded with satisfaction, pinched the magic formula, and the ape puppet beast strode towards the towering tree, and carefully dug out three bloody Ganoderma lucidum. As Wang Xianbin expected, there were many palm-sized golden scorpions underground. Their tail spurs hit the palms of the ape puppet beasts, making a muffled sound.

After killing these ape puppet beasts, they divided three bloody Ganoderma lucidums, one for each person. They put away the puppet beasts and released a pony puppet beast, which carried them towards a steep mountain peak.

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On a certain steep mountain, Wang Jiyu fought fiercely with a huge cyan eagle. Wang Jiyu had bad luck. As soon as he entered the secret realm, he encountered a second-level middle-grade demon bird. Fortunately, his fighting experience Not weak.

He held a shining red flag in his hand, and with a slight wave, billowing flames swept out. The giant cyan eagle could not get close to Wang Jiyu, but it also refused to leave.

A trace of anger flashed in Wang Jiyu's eyes. The red flag in his hand glowed brightly, and more than a dozen giant fireballs as big as water tanks flew out, lining up to hit the giant cyan eagle.

The giant cyan eagle spread its wings and flew high, avoiding more than a dozen giant fireballs. At this moment, a red light lit up above the head of the giant cyan eagle, and a giant red bell the size of a water tank appeared out of thin air.

"Clang clang clang!"

After a heavy bell rang, the giant red bell sprayed out circles of red sound waves visible to the naked eye, and the giant cyan eagle's head suddenly turned into a rain of blood and exploded.