Rise of Qinglian

In a huge valley extending in all directions, three god-transformation monks, two men and one woman, were fighting fiercely with two Jinghuo tribesmen.

The ground was full of potholes and two mutilated corpses could be seen.

The three god-transforming monks wore different clothes, and Ning Lan was among them.

A fat middle-aged man and a thin woman were two members of the Fire Tribe. They were wearing clothes made of animal skins, with red spirit patterns all over their bodies. The woman's eyes were flashing with green light.

The Jinghuo tribe can be said to be a legendary race in the Xuanling Continent. It took more than ten thousand years to become one of the five major races in the Xuanling Continent.

The Jinghuo clan is proficient in fire-based Taoism and is difficult to kill.

An old man in a golden robe with a rosy face hesitated for a moment, then took out a talisman that was flashing with golden light. Judging from the frightening fluctuations of spiritual energy it emitted, it was obviously a sixth-level talisman.

The old man in golden robe slapped the talisman on his body, and with a muffled sound, a ball of golden light enveloped the old man in golden robe. The old man in golden robe turned into a golden light and flew towards the sky at an extremely fast speed.

A woman in a blue dress with a delicate face lit up with a dazzling blue light and flew high into the sky.

Ning Lan jumped on the back of a giant golden crane. The golden crane flapped its wings lightly and carried Ning Lan flying in the opposite direction at a very fast speed.

It depends on which one of them is lucky enough to escape.

"Want to run away? Leave me alone."

The middle-aged man sneered, took out a palm-sized red jade bottle, and inserted a magic formula. The red jade bottle suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light, sprayed out a red light, and went straight towards the golden light.

The woman in red pinched the secret, and the red spiritual patterns on her body suddenly brightened.

The golden light exploded like fireworks, turning into countless tiny golden lights that flew in different directions.

There was a sarcastic look on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth. He pinched the magic formula, and the red light exploded, turning into countless slender red lights and hitting the golden light.

A shrill scream from a man rang out, and the old man in gold robe fell from the sky. Before he hit the ground, a big red hand composed of billowing flames suddenly appeared above his head and struck him head on.

With a loud rumbling sound, the golden-robed old man turned into flesh, and even Nascent Soul could not escape.

Before the giant golden crane flew far, a woman's scream was heard.

The sky suddenly turned red, and a huge red fire cloud appeared high in the sky. The red fire cloud rolled violently, and large red fire rain poured down, like red flying needles, hitting Ning Lan one after another.

Ning Lan quickly pulled out a blue shield and flew around him. A dense rain of red fire fell on the blue shield, making a muffled crackling sound.

The dense red fire rain condensed into one place and turned into a huge red hand, slapping Ning Lan.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Ning Lan flew backwards with his shield, and landed heavily on the ground.

A raging fire ignited on the ground, enveloping the entire valley, like a red purgatory.

The two Jinghuo Clan strode towards Ning Lan, not very fast.

Ning Lan spat out a large mouthful of blood with a look of reluctance on his face. His life was short, and he wanted to take this opportunity to search for some resources for cultivating immortals to lay the foundation for establishing a family in the future. Unexpectedly, he failed in his treasure hunt and ended up dying in the Xuanling Cave.

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and the flames around him suddenly condensed, turning into a red fire dragon more than a hundred feet long, and rushed towards Ning Lan.

There was a hint of despair in Ning Lan's eyes. At this moment, a rapid sound of the piano sounded, and a blue sound wave fell from the sky and hit the red fire dragon.

With a loud rumbling sound, the red fire dragon's body exploded, turning into flames flying all over the sky, and the blue sound waves went straight towards the two Jinghuo tribesmen.

The middle-aged man snorted lightly, clenched his right fist, lit up countless red spirit patterns, and smashed towards the blue sound wave. valley

There was a harsh sound of breaking through the void, and a gleaming red fist flew out, colliding with the blue sound wave, and perishing together. The ground tore open, and a huge crack more than a thousand feet long appeared.

A huge tsunami sounded, and a stone wall suddenly exploded, earth and rocks flew everywhere, and a large amount of sea water surged out, heading straight towards the two Jinghuo Tribe with the force of thousands of horses galloping.

The middle-aged man squeezed the magic formula, and the red jade bottle spurted out a large red flame, turning into a red fire wall hundreds of feet high, blocking in front of him.

There was a loud noise, and the red wall of fire was like tissue paper, shattered by the blue sea water, and a large amount of sea water volatilized.

The sea water blurred and turned into a burly blue giant. The blue giant had nine orbs that flashed blue light. It was obviously not a mortal thing.

The blue giant waved his fists and hit the two Jinghuo clan members.

With two muffled sounds of "bang bang", the two Jinghuo clan turned into little flames and disappeared.

A certain group of flames in the distance suddenly lit up and turned into the appearance of two Jinghuo clan members.

"heavy water!"

The middle-aged man's face was solemn. Ordinary water-based treasures could not easily break his defense.

The seawater rolled violently, setting off a huge wave more than a hundred feet high. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan stood on the huge wave, their expressions were indifferent.

"Senior Brother Ning, are you okay?"

Wang Changsheng asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Junior Brother Wang and Junior Sister Wang, be careful. Their magical powers are not weak and they are proficient in fire escape. The male is a physical practitioner and can easily break through the defense of the cultivator. The female can spray out a kind of cyan flame to hurt the enemy."

Ning Lan warned, her voice weak.

Wang Changsheng nodded and looked at the two Jinghuo tribe members with cold eyes.

The spiritual patterns on the middle-aged man's body shone brightly, and a ball of red flames emerged from his body. A burst of green smoke instantly appeared on the ground, and it melted instantly.

He flicked his sleeves, and seven red-light flags flew out. After a blur, rolling flames emerged to protect them. The fire spread quickly, and a large amount of white mist rose and floated over the valley.

The woman in red pinched the spell, and the red fire cloud rolled violently, turning into a red fire dragon more than a hundred feet long. It swooped down with an astonishing high temperature, aiming directly at Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan's ten fingers brushed over the strings of the Golden Lotus Qin, and a rapid sound sounded, and blue sound waves swept out and hit the red fire dragon.

With a loud rumbling sound, the red fire dragon exploded instantly and turned into countless red flames, scattering like fireworks and falling into the sea water. The sea water spontaneously ignited and a large amount of white mist emerged.

Part of the flames fell next to Wang Changsheng, and automatically dissipated when they were within ten feet of him.

A certain group of flames suddenly lit up and turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man.

His body was wrapped in a ball of red flames, turned into an afterimage, and hit Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng said nothing, turned around and smashed into the void.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the middle-aged man was defeated by Wang Changsheng's punch and turned into countless red flames.

A ball of flames behind Wang Ruyan suddenly lit up and turned into the appearance of a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a ferocious look on his face, and his right fist was wrapped in a ball of red flames, and he hit Wang Ruyan.

Making false claims in the east and attacking in the west, Wang Ruyan is his real target.