Rise of Qinglian

A long and narrow canyon, filled with gray-white stones, with obvious signs of fire.

Five men and one woman were lying on the ground, with blood holes as big as fists in their chests. The blood holes were scorched black, and there were hundreds of huge pits with black smoke on the ground.

There were also some broken limbs and some dimly lit treasures on the ground. It was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here.

Jin Hao was talking to a thin young woman in a gold skirt, both of them smiling.

The young woman in the golden skirt has golden-red spiritual patterns all over her body, her eyes are golden, and she is clearly from the Jinghuo tribe.

Li Fengyang stood aside with a respectful expression and a pale face.

"Jin Hao, your idea is good. Let him blend into the human race, and then cooperate with us inside and outside to destroy the human monks."

The young woman in the golden skirt said excitedly, Li Fengyang blended into the human monks, and then they suddenly rushed out. The human monks attacked them with all their strength, and Li Fengyang stabbed the younger ones again.

"It's okay if you use it once or twice, but something will happen if you use it too many times."

Jin Hao shook his head and said, rejecting the proposal of the same clan.

"I know a few places. If we work together, we will definitely be able to collect a lot of resources for cultivating immortals."

The young woman in the gold skirt suggested.

Jin Hao shook his head and said: "Although the treasure is good, it must be enjoyed with life. We have obtained enough treasures. Find a safe place and wait to leave!"

He looked at Li Fengyang and ordered: "You stay with me, and I will let you leave the Xuanling Cave safely. There will be places where you will be useful in the future. You cooperate with us in the process of killing the murderous monks. I will use the camera to Record it, and before leaving Xuanling Cave, I will release the restriction. If you dare to rebel, your killing of Zhenhai Palace, Xuanqing Sect, Shenbing Palace, and Wanling Sect disciples will spread throughout the human race."

If Li Fengyang could be subdued, he might be able to work wonders as a spy placed within the human race by the Jinghuo Tribe.

"After leaving Xuanling Cave, my ancestors may use secret techniques to question me. If I lie, I will be discovered."

Li Fengyang showed a bitter face.

"Don't worry, I will give you a rare treasure that should be able to help you get through this. Let's go! Find a safe place and I will tell you slowly."

Jin Hao ordered that they collect the belongings on the ground, burn the bodies on the ground, and leave the place.

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Half a month later, a red escaping light passed through the sky at an extremely fast speed.

A red light flashed, and the red light fell on a steep peak. It was a red shuttle that was more than a hundred feet long. Wang Changsheng and other ten people stood on the red shuttle.

In half a month, Xuanling Cave will be closed.

Wang Changsheng has never been able to meet other fellow sects. As a result, he can only cooperate with Zheng Qiuyue. However, he did not tell Zheng Qiuyue the location and the name of the treasure. He will not reveal it until the last moment.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, where is the place you mentioned? There is no need to go around in circles."

Zheng Qiuyue frowned and said.

It is essential to be on guard against others. Wang Changsheng always mentions Zheng Qiuyue. Zheng Qiuyue understands that she also mentions Wang Changsheng and four others.

They have a cooperative relationship as well as a competitive relationship. If the interests are large enough, they will also turn against each other.

"Flying thirty million miles eastward is about the same."

Wang Changsheng said vaguely that he hoped to meet a few fellow disciples so that the wealth would not flow to outsiders. Even if he could not get the Nine Thunder Bamboo, he would not let outsiders know the whereabouts of the Nine Thunder Bamboo.

Zheng Qiuyue frowned, and just as she was about to say something, a deafening roar of a dragon came from the distance, and a huge golden dragon appeared in the sky in the distance, with its teeth and claws.

"This is?"

Wang Changsheng and the other four were slightly startled, with curious faces on their faces.

Wang Changsheng's spiritual consciousness sensed that this was not an entity, but rather some kind of communication tool.

The expressions of Zheng Qiuyue and the other six people changed. This is the emergency contact information of the Shenbing Sect. The disciples of the Shenbing Sect are asking for help or have discovered something.

Zheng Qiuyue pinched the secret, and the red jade shuttle's light surged, speeding up.

In a huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, seven men and two women were fighting. There were some magic weapon fragments scattered on the ground, and there were hundreds of huge pits with black smoke.

Judging from their clothing, they are all disciples of Xuanqing Sect, Shenbing Palace and Zhenhai Palace.

Two men and one woman stood together. The leader was a nine-foot-tall young man in a golden shirt. Judging from his clothes, he was clearly a disciple of the Divine Weapon Palace. The two people behind him were disciples of the Xuan Qing Sect.

Opposite them were Ma Qianqian and six other Zhenhai Palace disciples.

"Decide quickly, don't delay."

Ma Qianqian's face was full of murderous intent. With a squeeze of the magic technique, countless red flames emerged from the surface of her body, like a burning man. The seven gleaming green flags were aura, releasing billowing green flames and heading straight towards the opposite side. The fierce flames monstrous.

Most of the valley was flooded by the blue sea of ​​fire. The green flames rolled violently and turned into a huge green fire dragon, rushing towards the opposite side.

The other five people controlled the magic weapons and attacked the three young men in gold shirts.

A rumbling explosion sounded, and the defenses of the three young men in golden shirts were shattered like tissue paper. They flew out like kites with broken strings, vomiting blood.

The green flames suddenly rolled violently and went straight towards the three young men in gold shirts.

The young man in the golden shirt had a look of despair on his face. In his current situation, he could not stop Ma Qianqian's attack.

At this moment, a harsh whistling sound sounded, and a blue tornado thousands of feet high swept over, crushing the green fire dragon to pieces.

A ray of red light flew from a distance, and it turned out to be a shining red shuttle. Zheng Qiuyue and ten other people stood on the red shuttle.

Wang Changsheng frowned when he saw Ma Qianqian and others.

"Junior Brother Wang, Junior Sister Wang, are you hanging out with the people from the Divine Weapon Palace? What do you want?"

Ma Qianqian said with a cold face.

"Senior Sister Ma, we encountered the clone of the combined monk from Wanling Sect. If we hadn't joined forces, we would have been dead."

Wang Changsheng explained that there are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.

In order to fight against Wanlingmen, they had to join forces. Now that Ma Qianqian was fighting with the disciples of Shenbing Palace, they had to stand on opposite sides.

The four of them quickly flew to the ground and looked at Zheng Qiuyue from a distance.

As a result, Zhenhai Palace has ten transformed gods, and Zheng Qiuyue also has nine transformed gods. Judging from the number of people, Zhenhai Palace has the advantage.

"It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Fairy Ma, there is no need for us to fight to the death here! Why not join forces to hunt for treasures?"

Zheng Qiuyue said sincerely.

"Okay, but you ask people from the Xuanqing sect to give me the Sky Moon Cold Crystal."

Ma Qianqian said in a non-negotiable tone.

Zheng Qiuyue's lips moved slightly, obviously speaking to someone.

A white-haired old man in green robe frowned, hesitated again and again, and took out a white jade box.

At this moment, a bloody light lit up in the old man's palm, and a bloody leaf pattern appeared out of thin air.

Wang Changsheng and Ma Qianqian both saw this pattern, but they didn't know what the bloody leaves were.

"Blood Leaf Spiritual Technique, people from the Xuan Qing Sect are gathering their fellow sects. They must have discovered rare resources for cultivating immortals, or are asking for help."

Mu Yuyan opened her mouth and said that she was Song Yuchan's clone, and her knowledge was far beyond that of ordinary god-transformation cultivators.