Rise of Qinglian

On the top of the mountain, a tall young man in green shirt stood among the ruins. His eyes were firm and his face was murderous. A breeze blew by, and his hair was flying in the wind.

Wang Qingshan is like a majestic mountain, giving people an unshakable feeling.

Judging from his aura, he has suddenly entered the Nascent Soul stage.

The Wang family has another Nascent Soul monk - Qinglian Sword Lord. When he was young, many sects fought. The Wang family was involved in the war and the family was attacked. Wang Qingshan witnessed many clan members die at the hands of the enemy. , from then on, he vowed to learn the strongest skills to protect his people.

There was a battle between the human and demon clans in the Eastern Wasteland. In order to protect Wang Qingshan, Wang Changhao left his queen behind and died at the hands of the monster.

Three of the family's strongholds were attacked. Wang Qingshan was not strong enough, so he could only endure hardships and practice diligently.

When he was a child, these were his inner demons, and he vowed to kill all invading enemies.

Today, a powerful enemy invaded again. In order to stop the enemy, many tribesmen were injured. Wang Xiansheng revealed that he stopped the enemy in order to buy time for Wang Qingshan to have a baby.

Wang Qingshan has given birth to a baby. This time, he will definitely not leave any regrets. He will kill the powerful enemy and sacrifice the heroic souls of the dead tribesmen.

"Seventh brother has given birth to a baby."

Wang Qingqi clenched his hands and his expression became very excited.

"Lingbao!"

Master Huang Long's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.

When he was still in the elixir-forming stage, he accidentally discovered an ancient monk's cave, and was lucky enough to get a spiritual treasure, the Yellow Dragon Seal, and a large amount of resources for cultivating immortals. With the help of the Yellow Dragon Seal, he killed many powerful enemies and launched an expedition in the Coral Sea. The sect was established and became famous for a while.

Wang Qingshan actually had a flying sword spirit treasure, which was beyond the expectation of Master Huang Long.

With a thought in Master Huanglong's mind, Huanglong Xi flew back and hit Ye Haitang. He turned into a ray of yellow light and flew towards the outside of the island.

Wang Qingshan didn't dare to challenge since he had a spiritual treasure in hand.

At the same time, the Xuanhuang Mirror in his hand continued to spray out streams of yellow mist, hitting Wang Qingqi and others.

Wang Qingqi and others quickly avoided it, they did not dare to confront him head-on.

With a thought in Wang Qingshan's mind, the Green Lotus Sword turned into a blue rainbow and slashed towards Huang Long Xi. Huang Long Xi instantly flew out and flew towards Zhenren Huang Long.

"You want to leave after killing my people? Leave your life behind."

Wang Qingshan shouted loudly, and an astonishing sword intent rushed out of his body.

The direction of Huanglong's escape passed through Jianfeng, where there were heavy restrictions and a large number of flying swords, including many magic weapon-level flying swords.

There was a sword cry that resounded through the sky, and thousands of flying swords broke through the restrictions of the sword peak, turning into a torrent and heading straight for Master Huanglong.

The flying swords on the Wang family monks lost control and flew high into the sky.

For a time, colorful flying swords were flying high in the sky, and the sword light was everywhere.

Master Huang Long frowned, and the Xuanhuang Mirror in his hand burst out with a dazzling yellow light, and a large yellow mist emerged, hitting the flying sword that was coming.

Wang Qingshan pinched the sword technique, and all the flying swords suddenly stopped and turned into a huge seven-color lotus. The seven-color lotus whirled in the sky, with a loud sound of breaking through the air, and the sharp seven-color sword energy flew past. He came out and hit Master Huanglong.

"Can't you tell, Qinglian Island is very lively today! Even our Zhang family's in-laws dare to kill us, don't you take our couple seriously? Let's sleep on Qinglian Island forever!"

A gentle man's voice came from the sky. For some reason, upon hearing the man's voice, Huang Long, Jin Yu, Mrs. Jindie and Liu Haodong felt sleepy and fell into a trance.

"No, it's Zhang Wuchen's Taoist companion Baihuan Zhenren, illusion, this is illusion!"

Master Huanglong's cultivation level was relatively high and he quickly regained consciousness.

Zhang Wuchen's Taoist companion Lin Yuzong is good at illusions. He has a rare treasure in his hand, which can be used with other monks to easily fall into illusions. Master Huang Long was lucky enough to see it with his own eyes.

Jin Yu's mind was in a trance. A gust of wind blew by. Zhao Mei'er had already arrived in front of her. The nails on her hands became extremely sharp and penetrated Jin Yu's defense. He grabbed her heart and pulled it out. A large piece of golden flame appeared. A rolling motion covered Zhao Meier's body, and Zhao Meier let out a scream.

With a flash of golden light, a mini Nascent Soul flew out, and a long pink tongue flew out, covering the mini Nascent Soul and retracting into the golden sea of ​​fire.

The golden flame flashed out wildly, revealing Zhao Meier's figure.

"Idiot, you really think I'm afraid of your fire-attribute magic weapon!"

Zhao Meier smiled contemptuously.

At the same time, in the void above Master Huanglong's head, a big white hand of more than twenty feet appeared out of thin air. The surface of the big white hand was wrapped by a large white arc.

Huanglong's body surface glowed with yellow light, and a huge yellow dragon suddenly appeared, hovering around him. A dark yellow light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering his whole body.

The big white hand took the shot, and it exploded immediately, and a large piece of white lightning submerged the figure of Huanglong Zhenren.

A purple beam of light fell from the sky and instantly submerged into the white thunder light, covering it.

There is a small purple mirror on the top of Fairy Ziyue's head, which is the spiritual magic Ziyue Xuanguang.

In order to kill the real Huanglong, she couldn't care less.

When Zhang Wuchen saw the small purple mirror above Fairy Ziyue's head, she was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed. She recognized the origin of this spiritual art.

She is now certain that Wang Changsheng must be a descendant of the Zhenhai Sect.

The seven-color lotus turned into a seven-color giant sword hundreds of feet long, and was instantly submerged in the white lightning, and a scream was heard.

Fairy Ziyue was immediately overjoyed, and just as she was about to inflict another heavy blow on the opponent, the void above her head rippled, and a big yellow hand more than ten feet long appeared out of thin air, and she quickly took a picture.

"puff!"

Fairy Ziyue quickly fell towards the ground like a meteorite, opening her mouth and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Zhang Wuchen turned his jade hand over, and a pale white net bag appeared in his hand. White arcs were spread all over the surface of the net bag. In a flash of white light, the net bag disappeared.

A white light suddenly lit up over the white thunder sea, and a white net bag appeared and was quickly covered.

A scream.

Master Huanglong was covered by a white net bag, and the Xuanhuang mirror in his hand once again sprayed out a stream of yellow mist. The white net bag was petrified at a speed visible to the naked eye. Huang Long tore it apart with great force, and the white net bag fell apart instantly.

There was a loud sound of breaking through the sky, and a ray of blue light came out. Before Huanglong could react, the blue light pierced his wrist, and there was a bloody hole in his wrist. With a flick of his wrist, the Xuanhuang Mirror flew out.

His mind moved, and Xuanhuang Mirror flew back towards him.

At this moment, a green sword dragon more than a hundred feet long rushed over.

The Xuanhuang Mirror once again sprayed out a stream of yellow mist, and the cyan sword dragon was petrified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Using Xuanhuang Mirror's magical power one after another, Master Huanglong's face turned pale.

Before he could take a breath, Zhang Wuchen and Lin Yuzong rushed over, and he quickly controlled Huang Longxi to hit them.

A blue rainbow fell from the sky. Before it fell, it emitted an astonishing wave of spiritual energy and made a loud sound as it broke through the sky.

Master Huang Long wanted to avoid it, but a shrill ghost cry sounded out. At the same time, Lin Yuzong's words rang in his ears: "Fellow Daoist Huang, you are tired, take a good rest!"

Ghost cultivators and illusions worked together, and Huanglong's reaction suddenly stagnated. The cyan rainbow struck Huanglong's body, splitting him in half, and even Nascent Soul could not escape.

A flash of green light revealed the Green Lotus Sword.