Rise of Qinglian

A vast expanse of green mountains, with huge explosions coming from the depths of the mountains, the ground shaking violently, and the ground shaking.

In a huge yellow sand curtain, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli stood next to each other. Their faces were slightly pale, and they looked like they were severely depleted of mana.

Originally, they had some upper hand in the fight with the three orcs, but after the three spirit tribes joined, they were at a disadvantage. However, they had a lot of treasures, and they joined forces to kill an orc in the god-transformation stage.

They stood above an endless yellow desert, with strong winds roaring by. A yellow giant hundreds of feet tall stood on the desert, his eyes moving constantly.

The yellow giant waved his arms, and countless yellow gravels flew up and turned into two yellow sand dragons more than a thousand feet long, heading straight for Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xuelia.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli reacted quickly, hurriedly activated their magic weapons, and released a red sky-raising sword energy and a white sky-raising sword light respectively, smashing the two yellow sand dragons into pieces, turning them into gravel and smoke billowing in the sky.

Two rays of yellow light flew out of the smoke without any warning and headed straight for Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli. They did not dare to confront them head-on.

The Spirit Tribe mastered the magical power of petrification and destroyed a fifth-level puppet beast.

Almost at the same time, a black sound wave struck from behind them, and at the same time there was a ripple above their heads, and a huge black bear paw appeared out of thin air and slapped them.

The yellow desert shook violently, and countless yellow gravels flew up, turning into thick yellow sand spears and heading straight towards them.

There were strong winds, and countless yellow gravels were blown up by the strong winds, turning into two huge yellow salons, rushing from the left and right sides.

Attack from all sides, blocking all their escape routes.

After the Burning Heaven Sword in Wang Qingfeng's hand bloomed with a dazzling red light, a stream of red flames burst out, emitting an astonishing high temperature.

Amidst the harsh sound of swords, thousands of red sword energy swept out and slashed in all directions.

After the loud rumbling sound, air waves rolled, and hundreds of white sword qi shot out, striking the yellow giant one after another. There was a muffled sound of "clang", and hundreds of swords appeared on the yellow giant's body. But soon, after a burst of dazzling yellow light emerged from the yellow giant's body, all the knife marks disappeared.

Countless thick green thorns suddenly emerged from the bottom of the desert and entangled the yellow giant's body. The yellow giant opened its mouth and spat out a stream of yellow mist, hitting the green thorns.

The green thorns were petrified at a speed visible to the naked eye. The yellow giant's arms gently pulled off the petrified green thorns.

A white ray of light fell from the sky and fell on the yellow giant. The yellow giant's body froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a huge ice sculpture.

A red sword energy and a white sword light shot out, smashing the huge ice sculpture into pieces.

Dong Xueli held a small mirror with white light shining in her hand. It had amazing aura and was obviously a low-grade spiritual treasure.

As soon as the spirit race died, an orc with a bear head and body no longer had the will to fight, and turned into a black escaping light and flew towards the distance.

Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli were about to give chase when a miserable man's voice suddenly sounded.

"Not good, Liangpu."

Wang Qingfeng's expression changed, and the Spirit Clan separated them and annihilated them.

He looked towards the source of the sound and saw an orc with the head of an eagle and the body of a human standing in front of Wang Liangpu.

The orc's right hand penetrated Wang Liangpu's chest. Wang Liangpu's left hand held a jade ruler with green light flashing constantly, and his face was full of disbelief.

There was a flash of blue light, and a mini Nascent Soul flew out from the corpse. Before it could fly far, the orcs sprayed out a golden light and hit the mini Nascent Soul.

After a scream, the mini Nascent Soul evaporated and Wang Liangpu died.

A red sky-lifting sword energy and a white sky-lifting sword light descended from the sky, slashing towards the orcs.

The ground shook violently, generating a strong gravity, and at the same time countless green thorns emerged, heading straight for the orcs.

The orc felt that his body was as heavy as billions of kilograms and he could not move an inch. He opened his mouth and spat out a golden sound wave, defeating Qingtian Sword Qi and Qingtian Sword Light. He waved a golden short sword and chopped up the incoming cyan sword. thorns.

A red light and a white light shot out, and the orcs' bodies glowed with aura, and they moved their arms to meet them.

With a scream, red light and white light penetrated the body of the orcs, turning into a rain of blood pouring down from the sky.

With a flash of inspiration, the red and white lights transformed into Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli, their faces full of murderous intent.

By this time, the aliens had already fled far away.

"Chase, we can't let them escape."

With a murderous look on his face, Wang Qingfeng collected Wang Liangpu's body and belongings, as well as the belongings of the aliens, and chased after him.

In a flat open area, Deng Hongbin, Deng Tianqi and Liu Yuehong were besieging two orcs, one with the head of a tiger and the other with the head of an eagle.

The ground was full of pits, and the corpses of two Deng family members lay on the ground, with huge bloody holes in their chests.

"Fellow Daoist Deng, stop them quickly."

A hurried man's voice came from the distant sky, and two rays of light flew from the distance.

Deng Hongbin's spiritual consciousness sensed that two god-transformation monks were flying towards here, and their auras were relatively weakened.

Not long after, they saw the true appearance of the alien race, an orc with a bear head and a body and a golden-skinned young man in a golden shirt. Their auras were a little weak, and they all had injuries on their bodies.

When the orcs saw Deng Hongbin and the others, their faces were full of murderous intent. It would be difficult for them to escape unless they killed the human monks.

He opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar, spitting out a stream of black sound waves, heading straight for Deng Hongbin and the others.

Deng Hongbin pinched the magic formula, and a shining red ring suddenly swelled up and came forward.

After a loud noise, the black sound wave collapsed.

There were ripples in the void above Deng Hongbin, and a huge black bear paw appeared out of thin air and slapped Deng Hongbin on the head.

Deng Hongbin quickly took out a gleaming red banana fan and fanned it gently, a stream of red flames swept out and rushed forward, defeating the black bear's paw.

Countless green thorns emerged from the ground and weaved into a large green net, covering Deng Hongbin.

The big green net shrank rapidly, and dense thorns came straight towards Deng Hongbin.

Deng Hongbin kept fanning the red banana fan, releasing streams of red flames, and the large green net burned to ashes.

A fishy wind blew by, and the orcs appeared in front of Deng Hongbin.

Deng Hongbin was so frightened that he flapped his red banana fan, releasing a stream of red flames. A burst of dazzling five-color spiritual light lit up his body, and a thick five-color light curtain emerged out of thin air, protecting his whole body.

The body of the orcs glowed brightly, and they threw their arms at Deng Hongbin.

After a muffled sound, Deng Hongbin's protective aura shattered instantly like paper.

With a scream, Deng Hongbin's head was smashed by the orc clan's punch and turned into a ball of blood mist.

With a flash of inspiration, a mini Yuanying was defeated by a black fist shadow just as it flew out of the body. From then on, there was no more Deng Hongbin in the world.

"Second uncle!"

Deng Tianqi was filled with grief.

At this moment, a hurried female voice sounded: "Husband, be careful."

Deng Tianqi thought of something and quickly waved the green flag in his hand, releasing a blast of green wind to protect himself.

Dense fist shadows flew towards him, defeating the green wind, and Deng Tianqi disappeared.

There was a flash of green light, and Deng Tianqi appeared a hundred miles away.

A miserable female scream rang out, and Deng Tianqi was shocked. Looking at the source of the sound, Liu Yuehong was pierced through the chest by an orc with a sculptured head and a human body. The orc held a mini Nascent Soul in his hand and pressed hard. A pinch.

The mini Nascent Soul suddenly turned into dots of spiritual light and dissipated, and Liu Yuehong died.

In a short period of time, two of Deng Tianqi's closest relatives were killed by foreigners.

The alien ignored Deng Tianqi and flew away into the distance.

At this time, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli also chased after them, and a dozen human beings flew in from a distance.

Wang Qingfeng didn't say anything and chased after Dong Xueli.

Deng Tianqi looked at Wang Qingfeng's leaving back with murderous intent on his face. If Wang Qingfeng hadn't attracted the aliens, Deng Hongbin and Liu Yuehong would not have been killed. However, he forgot that he himself attracted the aliens first and indirectly killed Wang Liangpu.

He had already had a prejudice against Wang Qingfeng, but this time, his hatred for Wang Qingfeng deepened, and Wang Qingfeng also hated Deng Tianqi more and more. Their relatives died indirectly at the hands of each other, and the gap became wider and wider and irreconcilable.