Rise of Qinglian

Piaoyun Island, the main altar of Zhenhai Palace.

A khaki-colored palace, with a large number of earth-attribute patterns engraved on the stone wall, full of earth aura.

Chen Yueying sat cross-legged on a yellow futon, her face solemn.

It has been more than 3,000 years since she entered the late stage of fusion. It took more than a thousand years to cross the sea, hundreds of years to heal her wounds, and more than a thousand years to find opportunities. There is not much time for real cultivation.

With her aptitude as a spirit body person, it is only a matter of time before she enters the Dzogchen of the Body, but it is not easy to hit the Mahayana stage. She needs to retreat for a long time, and then enter the Dzogchen of the Body first.

Xiao Wentian used top-quality earth spirit stones to arrange a seventh-order mountain formation, which could speed up her cultivation speed.

In a short time, Chen Yueying couldn't get out of the customs.

Chen Yueying took a deep breath, the yellow jade locks on her chest lit up with a dazzling yellow light, and a large number of yellow light spots emerged out of thin air and converged towards her.

Chen Yueying pinched the magic formula, and these yellow light spots seemed to be guided by some kind, and they poured into her body one after another and disappeared.

With the seventh-order formation and the assistance of the middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao, Chen Yueying's cultivation speed is hard to imagine slow.

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Spring went to autumn, and four hundred years passed quickly.

On Tianshu Island, Wang Moshan, Duan Tongtian and Wang Changsheng stood on a towering mountain peak, looking at the thunderclouds high in the sky, their expressions were solemn, and they didn't say a word.

A huge group of thunderclouds floated high in the sky, the sound of thunder continued, and streaks of silver lightning pierced the sky, threatening a small valley below.

The roaring sound continued, the thunder light flickered non-stop, and the air waves were like waves.

Wang Yidao was in the stage of attacking the void, Wang Changsheng attached great importance to this matter, and even lent the Jiuguang bottle to Wang Yidao for use, fearing that something might happen to Wang Yidao.

When Chen Yueying attacked the Void Refinement Stage, she attracted five streaks of six-color divine thunder, and Wang Yidao would not be far behind.

As time passed, one after another thunderstorm struck, and the area of ​​the thundercloud became smaller and smaller.

After the time of a cup of tea, the thunder cloud is still more than a hundred feet in size, and there are still six lightning calamities.

Wang Yidao stood on top of a gigantic boulder shining with golden light, his face was dignified, and he was carrying a long golden knife on his back, with exquisite patterns engraved on the scabbard.

His body was covered with a silver light curtain, and a shield with dim golden light was floating in front of him. There were many tiny cracks on the surface of the shield, which could not be found without careful observation.

The thundercloud rolled violently, and seven arcs of blue, red, blue, gold, orange, and white spewed out, and the thundercloud also turned into seven colors, rolling and surging non-stop.

"Seven-color Divine Thunder!"

Wang Changsheng's expression froze. Chen Yueying attracted nine seven-color divine thunders when he hit the fusion stage. Unexpectedly, Wang Yidao attracted six seven-color divine thunders when he hit the emptiness stage. During the impact of the fusion period, the power of the Seventy-Nine Thunder Tribulation will be even greater.

A burst of thunder resounded through the sky, and after the thundercloud rolled violently, a thick seven-color thunder spear descended from the sky, heading straight for Wang Yidao.

Wang Yidao was not afraid at all, his right hand lit up with a dazzling golden light, and he slashed towards the void, a streak of golden light-lifting saber energy swept out, slashing aggressively towards the Seven-Color Thunder Spear.

The seven-color Thunder Spear was cut in half by Qingtian Saber Qi, and the dazzling seven-color Thunder Light lit up, covering hundreds of miles around, including the golden Saber Qi and Wang Yidao.

After a while, the seven-colored thunder light dissipated, and Wang Yidao stood on the golden boulder with a calm expression, his body was covered with a silver light curtain, and he didn't see a single scar.

The golden shield floated in front of him. Dozens of tiny cracks could be seen on the surface. The aura was dim, and it looked seriously damaged.

There was a rumbling thunder, and the second seven-color thunder slashed down. As soon as he got close to Wang Yidao, he was smashed by a golden sword that lifted the sky, and turned into dazzling seven-color thunder again, drowning Wang Yidao's figure , the air waves billowed, and the smoke and dust filled the sky.

Thunderstorms fell one after another, and the area of ​​the seven-color thundercloud continued to shrink, getting smaller and smaller.

After the seven-color thundercloud shrunk to tens of feet, it rolled and surged violently, and a seven-color thunder dragon with a thick waist flew out of the seven-color thundercloud and went straight down, with an astonishing momentum.

The hearts of Wang Changsheng and the others hung in their throats. It was the first time they had experienced this kind of thing, and they had no idea.

A golden saber aura flew out from the seven-colored thunder, followed by the second and third...

The dense golden saber energy swept over, slashing aggressively towards the Seven-Color Thunder Flood Dragon.

The huge body of the Seven-color Thunder Jiao kept twisting and colliding with the dense golden saber energy, and the Seven-color Thunder Jiao defeated dozens of golden sword energy, but the number of golden sword energy was too much, and it was endless.

A large amount of golden saber energy slashed at the body of the Seven-color Thunder Jiao one after another. The body of the Seven-color Thunder Jiao was torn apart, and a dazzling seven-color thunder light shot up into the sky.

After a while, before the smoke and dust dissipated, a golden long rainbow flew out from the seven-colored thunder, and landed in front of Wang Changsheng and the three of them with a flash. The golden long rainbow was Wang Yidao. hinder.

He took out the Nine Light Bottle and said respectfully, "Thank you, ancestor."

In order to overcome the sixty-nine thunder tribulations, he scrapped a set of sixth-level formations, two sixth-level defensive talisman seals, two low-grade defense-type Tongtian Lingbao, a sky-thunder magic talisman and a sea-resisting pearl, the power of the seven-color divine thunder is too powerful Big, these things are scrapped.

Fortunately, Wang Changsheng lent the Jiuguang Ping to Wang Yidao, and Wang Yidao successfully entered the refining stage.

Wang Yidao took out the Nine Light Bottle and handed it to Wang Changsheng with both hands.

Wang Changsheng took the Nine Light Bottle, frowning tightly. There were several tiny cracks on the surface of the Nine Light Bottle. If you didn't observe carefully, you couldn't find it at all.

In order for Wang Yidao to attack the Void Refinement Stage, Wang Changsheng spent a lot of money.

The more precious the treasure, the rarer the material, the more difficult it is to refine, and the harder it is to repair.

The Nine Light Bottle was not seriously damaged, but without rare materials such as the Nine Light God Mud, it was impossible to repair the Nine Light Bottle.

Whether it is the Jiuguang bottle or the Tianlei Huayuan array, they will all be damaged, but the degree of damage is different. If they cannot find rare materials to repair, they will all be scrapped one day.

"Thank you, ancestor!"

Wang Yidao thanked him with a dull expression.

Wang Changsheng is used to it. Wang Yidao has been like this since he was a child. He doesn't like to talk to people, and he never sees anyone he smiles at. The same goes for his brothers and sisters. He has earned the title of "cold face boy".

Wang Changsheng put away the Nine Light Bottle, and said: "Retreat well to consolidate your cultivation, this is the material of the Dharma, you can use it to condense the Dharma!"

He took out a cyan storage ring and handed it to Wang Yidao.

If there is no accident, Wang Yidao will definitely be able to advance to the fusion stage, it just depends on whether he is faster or Wang Qingshan is faster.

"Um!"

Wang Yidao put away the storage ring, turned into a golden light and left Tianshu Island.