Rise of Qinglian

Boom!

The void suddenly exploded, and Zhao Jie fell from the void, looking panicked.

His spirit ghosts and refined corpses were killed, and his magical powers were greatly weakened. Facing Shangguan Tianhong, the number one person in Tianlan Realm, he was no match at all.

Zhao Ji pinched the magic technique, and a black light shone brightly on his body, and there were sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling coming from his body, including the cries of women, the screams of children, and the shouts of old people.

He turned into hundreds of black lights and walked through the air, each of them going in a different direction.

"If you escape, I will write my name upside down."

Shangguan Tianhong's face turned cold, and he pinched the magic formula. Countless red runes emerged from the surface of the nine-sided red mirror, and thousands of slender red lights flew out, shooting in all directions.

The dense red light penetrated hundreds of black lights, and only a scream was heard. One of the black lights showed the figure of Zhao Jie. His face was pale, his chest was dripping with blood, and the bleeding was not stopping. He looked very embarrassed.

As soon as Zhao Ji appeared, the space above his head fluctuated, and a golden hand over a hundred feet in size appeared out of thin air. The golden hand was wrapped in a large golden flame, emitting an astonishing high temperature.

The big golden hand swung down with thunderous force and hit Zhao Jie accurately.

Zhao Jie let out a miserable scream and was burned into ashes by a large golden flame.

Shangguan Tianhong frowned, his eyes full of confusion. The cultivator of the Transformation Spirit was not so easy to kill.

At this moment, a black light lit up in the void behind him, and Zhao Jie suddenly appeared. His face was pale and he looked like he was seriously injured.

He knew that he couldn't run away. He was unwilling to surrender to Tianlan Realm. Even if he died, he would still feel disgusted with Shangguan Tianhong.

Zhao Ji's body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Shangguan Tianhong's body glowed with golden light.

Boom!

A deafening roar was heard, and a huge black sun suddenly appeared in the sky, covering a large area.

A powerful air wave spread in all directions. More than a dozen mountains were shattered by the air wave. Countless flying sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the land was blown away. It was a mess for hundreds of miles.

After five breaths, the black sun dissipated, and Shangguan Tianhong's body was covered with a shimmering golden light curtain, his expression indifferent.

He pinched the secret, and the golden light curtain turned into a pale golden jade lock, which fell on his chest. The surface of the golden jade lock was engraved with a mini unicorn pattern, and the aura was compelling.

The Tongtian Lingbao Golden Lin Lock, a defensive magic weapon, is made from 100,000-year-old Golden Lin Wood as the main material and refined with thousands of materials.

In addition to the three dangerous places, the Tianlan Sect searched out all the known secret realms and forbidden areas in the Tianlan world. They took away all the spiritual trees, minerals, and monster bones inside and refined them into pieces of magic weapons.

Shangguan Tianhong is the top master of Tianlan Sect. He has three Tongtian Lingbao, one each for attack, defense and flying. Tianlan Sect dominates the Tianlan world. He is the first advocate and the biggest beneficiary.

"If you have some backbone, you would rather die than surrender. That old snake may not have such backbone."

Shangguan Tianhong's face turned cold and he sneered.

The old snake in his mouth refers to the ancestor of Qinghua.

A burst of dazzling firelight lit up his back, revealing a pair of five-foot-long red wings. The surface of the wings was filled with a large amount of red flames and a strong wind. After a huge explosion, Shangguan Tianhong disappeared. .

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, in a vast green grassland, Golden Moon Sword Master stood on a low soil slope, frowning.

There are hundreds of cyan scales scattered on the ground, as well as a dozen thick and long grooves, which look like those left by a giant python. There is a long snake skin on the ground.

A red light lit up in the void, the void rippled, and Shangguan Tianhong appeared.

"Junior Brother Jin, that old snake escaped?"

Shangguan Tianhong asked with a frown.

"She used some special secret technique, similar to a golden cicada escaping its shell, but she escaped."

Jin Yue Sword Master said truthfully.

"Chasing, I don't believe it, she can run faster than me."

Shangguan Tianhong's face was filled with murderous intent.

Jin Yue Sword Master hesitated for a moment, frowned and said: "Senior Brother Shangguan, I think we should give priority to recruiting security, and clean up as a supplement! We have forced them into a panic. If they go on a killing spree, our losses will not be small."

The Tianlan Sect's mountain gate cannot accommodate millions of monks. Even if they are assigned to a few important branches, they cannot bear so many people. Many disciples stay behind in some unimportant branches so that they can speed up their cultivation.

"Hmph, you don't stick to trivial matters when doing big things. I have ordered all disciples to move to the main altar. Anyone who disobeys the order will be punished. Dongli Realm thinks that sending some high-level monks to Tianlan Realm can threaten us? Humph, I hate it the most. The only thing is to be threatened."

Shangguan Tianhong's tone was cold. The Blue and White Ancestor was actually a fifth-level demon python. Her body could be used to refine a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure. He would not let the Blue and White Ancestor go.

The wings on his back glowed red, and when he flapped hard, his whole person turned into dots of fire and disappeared.

The Golden Moon Sword Master sighed, turned into a golden rainbow, and flew high into the sky.

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Tianfeng Mountains.

A steep peak, at the top of which is a vast manor.

In a quiet small courtyard with green tiles, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were sitting on a stone bench. A tall, thin man in a green shirt stood in front of them. The man in a green shirt looked nervous.

The man in blue shirt is named Chen Mingjiang, and has a third level of alchemy. The Tianlan Sect abandoned most of the branches, and a large number of disciples moved to the main altar, leaving a lot of spiritual veins and branches free. Chen Jiang took his wife and children to occupy a branch. , the euphemistic name is guarding the sect’s property, but it is actually for cultivation.

The monks of Tianlan Sect were originally scattered in various places, but now they are gathered in one place. Just think about it and you will know that the supply of spiritual energy is definitely insufficient.

The spiritual veins of the rudder in the Tianfeng Mountain Range are only the third-level low-grade, which is inconspicuous. There are no special resources for cultivating immortals in the Tianfeng Mountain Range. Chen Jiang and his wife and children have been cultivating here for decades, and they have been safe and sound. Unexpectedly, I still met the monks from Dongli Realm.

"Senior, you have searched for the soul of this junior. I really did not lie. I ask senior to be noble and spare my life. If this is not possible, please let my children go!"

Chen Jiang begged bitterly.

Wang Changsheng has figured out their location. They are located in the southeast of Tianlan Realm. Tianlan Realm is very large. It is very difficult for them to find other tribesmen. After all, it has been so many years. Things like marks He has been unable to sense it for a long time. He is running around and can easily be caught by Tianlan Sect monks.

He now wants to find a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is relatively abundant, and retreat to the stage of spiritual transformation.

The stage of transformation into gods is the decisive force and the force that can turn the situation around. Tianlan Sect asked his disciples to move to the main altar, which just gave Wang Changsheng a chance.

"We can let your family of four go. You have to lead us and do something for us. It's also a good thing for you."

Wang Changsheng's tone was full of temptation. He needed Chen Jiang's help to deceive the entrance to a branch of the rudder, disguised as a pill-forming monk, and settled in that branch of the rudder, where he could attack the god-transformation stage. The Tianlan Sect monks would never have imagined that they were going to The monks from the Dongli Realm they were looking for were right under their noses, and they asked the monks from the Tianlan Sect to protect them.

"Yes, senior."

Chen Jiang had no right to refuse, so he honestly agreed.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan changed direction, and they followed Chen Jiang and his wife to another place to share the helm.