Rise of Qinglian

At this moment, two faint silver lights went straight towards Wang Jiyu, and there was a slight muffled sound on the ground.

Wang Jiyu was already prepared. After a burst of red light appeared on his body, he jumped into the sky.

Boom!

A giant yellow ape about ten feet tall emerged from the ground. It grinned, its eyes were red, and its body was covered with yellow down.

After several muffled sounds, the two silver flying needles were blocked by Wang Jiyu's body-protecting spiritual light.

The sky suddenly darkened, and a red fire cloud more than a hundred feet in size suddenly appeared in the sky. The red fire cloud rolled violently, emitting a monstrous heat wave.

There was a deafening roar from high in the sky, red fire clouds rolled violently, and hot red raindrops poured down, heading straight for Wang Jiyu. At the same time, the yellow giant ape grabbed his hands towards the ground, yellow light flashed, and two A yellow earth spear about ten feet long appeared in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, two yellow earth spears flew out and went straight towards Wang Jiyu.

Two yellow earth spears arrived in an instant and hit Wang Jiyu's body-protecting aura. Two muffled sounds were heard. Dense red raindrops fell on Wang Jiyu's body-protecting aura, and the body-protecting aura shattered instantly.

At this moment, a small red lock on Wang Jiyu's chest suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light, and countless red runes flew out, turning into a thick red light curtain, covering his whole body.

Wang Qingqi asked Wang Qingqing to help refine the prototype of a defensive magic weapon, which saved Wang Jiyu's life at a critical moment.

Dense red raindrops fell on the red light screen, making a crackling sound.

At the foot of the mountain, a beautiful middle-aged woman with gorgeous features and a short, fat old man in yellow robe frowned.

"The prototype of the magic weapon! He is the core disciple of the Wang family!"

"Then we can't let him escape, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Wang Jiyu broke into a cold sweat and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He was experienced in fighting, but it was limited to monsters. He hunted monsters as a team. Using puppet beasts to kill monsters did not require the bravery of an ordinary man. This was As a result, his personal strength is not strong and he is not suitable for fighting alone.

The mana in his body poured into the red flag like crazy, and the red light surged. A dazzling red light flew out, turning into a red fire cloud of more than a hundred feet, and headed towards the two beautiful middle-aged women. .

They were startled and quickly scattered and flew in different directions. The red fire cloud split into two and turned into two huge red fire pythons, which rushed towards the two of them.

The old man in yellow robe quickly pulled out a yellow shield, which instantly expanded and stood in front of him.

The beautiful middle-aged woman held out a blue bead and released a blue water curtain in front of her.

Boom!

There was a deafening roar, and the yellow shield was drowned by the rolling flames.

The blue water curtain also blocked the red fire python, and a large white mist erupted.

The sound of "chichi" broke through the air, and dozens of gleaming red flying knives shot out.

Two screams rang out, and their defenses were like paper, smashed to pieces by dozens of red flying knives. Their bodies were pierced by the dense red flying knives, and they died.

The yellow giant ape realized something was wrong and wanted to run away. There was a muffled sound on the ground, and a red sword light flew out, cutting it in half, causing blood to rain.

It was Ouyang Mingyue.

At this time, the red fire cloud also disappeared.

"Uncle Mingyue, it's you! My grandson thought it was someone else!"

Wang Jiyu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"You usually fight monsters and monsters, but you rarely fight immortal cultivators! Be careful, foundation-building monks who can enter the secret realm to hunt for treasures are not ordinary foundation-building monks. Your luck is not always so good."

Ouyang Mingyue taught earnestly and sincerely that she had participated in great battles and had much more experience in fighting than Wang Jiyu. Monsters had a single method, unlike immortal cultivators who had many methods.

If it weren't for the prototype of a defensive magic weapon, Wang Jiyu would have died long ago.

"My grandson has remembered that he is an uncle!"

"I don't know. The secret realm is very big. My husband is probably somewhere else. Let's meet up with the others first!"

Ouyang Mingyue grew up with a strict education and valued teamwork. Whether it was a cultivating sect or a cultivating family, they all valued teamwork rather than showing off their bravery. No matter how strong a person was, he could only die with hatred when being besieged by dozens of monks of the same level. end.

After searching the enemy's belongings, Wang Jiyu gave some of the belongings to Ouyang Mingyue, and the two walked down the mountain and disappeared into a green bamboo forest.

Outside the secret realm, on a deserted island.

Wang Qingling and other seven alchemy monks gathered together to exchange their cultivation experiences.

The Wang family had too few alchemy monks and only sent one alchemy monk, Wang Qingling. Of course, others did not dare to underestimate Wang Qingling.

A third-level dragon, fighting alone, they are definitely no match.

"Mrs. Wang, Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Jin, it's not the same thing for us to be waiting outside all the time. Why don't we make a bet? It depends on whose disciples survive the most. Pindao will take this third-order high-grade ice glass dragon. Make a bet on the inner elixir of yours, Mrs. Wang, if your ice dragon takes this inner elixir, it will be helpful to its advancement, after all, they are ice dragons."

As Qingyue Sanren said this, he took out a palm-sized cyan jade box and opened it. There was a milky white inner elixir the size of an egg inside.

Wang Qingling frowned slightly, with a look of hesitation on his face. The Wang family is rich in sets of puppet beasts. Many foundation-building monks have joined forces. There are few monks of the same level who can beat them. Qingyue Sanren still wants to bet. Is there anything about the foundation-building monks sent by the Rogue Cultivator Alliance? Something special?

This bet is hard to predict, as it is full of many unknowns. Everyone's position is random. If you are not lucky, it is possible to appear directly in the monster's lair.

"The inner elixir of the third-level ice glass dragon? I'll bet the inner elixir of a third-level high-grade fire toad beast."

Master Jin Dao took out a red jade box with a red ball the size of an egg inside.

"I bet with a third-level high-grade ape eagle's demon elixir."

Lu Hengbin also joined the bet and took out a third-level high-grade demon pill as a bet.

Wang Qingling hesitated for a moment, and then took out a third-level high-grade demon elixir as a bet. She was very interested in the inner elixir of the third-level high-grade ice glass dragon.

Everyone is full of confidence in their juniors. Of course, the stronger an individual is, the greater the chance of surviving. Luck is also a part of strength.

If you are unlucky and appear directly in the monster's lair, you will basically be dead. The secret realm has not been maintained for more than a thousand years. It is very likely that a third-level monster will appear. This adds a bit of uncertainty to the bet. Who can I dare not say that I am guaranteed to win. This kind of bet is relatively fair.

Four Danjie monks made a bet, and there was only one winner.