Rise of Qinglian

With a pinch of Bian Lei's method, Sable Phantom's eyes shot out a yellow light, and they went straight to Jintan Mountain and Kui Shuilishi at a very fast speed.

Jin Tanshan shone with a dazzling golden light, quickly shrunk, and disappeared into a golden light.

When Aoi Shuilishi moved his fists, there was a loud sound of piercing through the air, and dense blue fist shadows flew out, crushing Huang Guang.

The dense blue fist shadows came straight towards Bian Lei, the fist wind was like thunder, and the void vibrated and twisted, like a collision of gold and stone.

Bian Lei flicked his sleeves, and a small five-color shield the size of a palm flew out. The aura of the five-color small shield swelled greatly, and its body also swelled to block in front of him.

The five-light shield is a defensive treasure refined from a large amount of five-light jade, and it is a middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao.

A series of blue fist shadows hit the five-light shield one after another, and there was a muffled "bang bang", and the five-light shield only shook slightly.

Without the obstruction of the silver light curtain, a large amount of blue sea water rushed into the stronghold, and where it passed, mountain peaks exploded, and a large number of sables were sucked into the sea water, and their bodies quickly burst open, turning into a large amount of blood Fog, a large number of spirits just flew out of the sea, and a blue misty glow fell from the sky, covering these spirits, and putting them into a jade bottle with blue light.

Where the blue sea water passed, landslides and ground cracked, and all the buildings were destroyed. The sea water slapped Bian Lei with a force of millions.

The void distorted and deformed, there was an ear-piercing roar, and cracks appeared, spreading all over the void like spider webs, and the entire void seemed to collapse.

The sable phantom above Bian Lei's head quickly spewed out a purple sound wave, blocking the blue sea water.

A giant blue fist flew out of the sea water, and with a piercing sound of piercing the air, it went straight to the sable shadow.

Without destroying Bian Lei's dharma image, Wang Changsheng would not dare to attack with physical treasures, and was very passive.

The petrified supernatural power of the sable's method destroyed many of the human monks' heaven-reaching spiritual treasures. If it weren't for this, the sable clan would not be able to stand in a stalemate with them until now.

Bian Lei was about to urge the law to resist, when a male shout resounded throughout the world, Bian Lei's facial features were distorted, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the giant blue fist landed on the sable phantom.

The phantom of the sable was distorted and deformed, and sunken, as if it had been punched heavily on the cotton.

Bian Lei showed a proud expression in his eyes. His aura was condensed with the purple amber mud. The purple amber mud is a very rare material for the aura, which comes from the body of a poisonous beast called the purple amber beast.

After the seventh-order purple amber beast eats a large amount of metal ore by mistake, it will excrete the purple amber magic mud. This kind of dharma material can absorb attacks and is used to condense the dharma. The dharma is not easy to be destroyed.

The blue fist shadow bloomed with a dazzling blue light, and the sable phantom let out a painful roar, his body twisted non-stop, and tiny cracks appeared one after another.

A thick five-color thunder column shot up from the ground, crushing the blue fist shadow.

The sable phantom glowed with a dazzling purple light and returned to normal.

Bian Lei was holding a small mirror with a flash of spiritual light in his hand, and there were five arcs of different colors dancing on the mirror.

Wulei Mirror, a middle-grade spirit treasure that reaches the sky.

Without the protection of the formation, he is no match for Qinglian Immortal Couple.

The void fluctuated together, and a big blue hand emerged out of thin air, and a miniature unicorn could be seen on the surface of the big hand, exuding a breath of destruction.

At the same time, a snow-blue lotus flew towards the face, and where it passed, a large number of white ice chips appeared in the void.

Bian Lei turned pale with shock, and was about to make a move to stop him, when the urgent sound of the piano rang in his ears, his mind was in a trance, and his eyes were a little dull.

But soon, Bian Lei's chest glowed with a dazzling purple light, and he returned to normal.

At this time, the snow-blue lotus fell on the body of the sable phantom, and the sable phantom quickly froze, and the ice layer was blue.

Qingtian's big hand took the opportunity to take a picture, and the phantom of the sable was torn apart.

Bian Lei spat out a big mouthful of blood, and the five-thunder mirror in his hand glared with dazzling aura, spewing out a thick five-color thunder light, smashing Qingtian's big hand to pieces.

A giant blue fist flew out of the sea and hit the five-light shield. With a muffled sound, the five-light shield and Bian Lei flew out backwards.

Wang Changsheng took out the magic moon mirror and poured mana into it. The mirror surface lit up with a dazzling spiritual light, emitting a golden glow, and went straight to Bian Lei.

Bian Lei was shocked, and was about to cast a spell to resist, when a passionate piano sound came from his ear, dizzy, and his expression was in a trance.

When he came back to his senses, the golden glow had already fallen on him, his eyes were dull, and he fell into an illusion.

A snow-blue lotus fell from the sky and landed on Bian Lei's body. Bian Lei's body froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly turned into a giant blue ice sculpture.

A blue shadow of a fist flew over and hit the ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture was torn apart, flesh and blood flew everywhere, a miniature Nascent Soul flew out of the pieces of meat, the miniature Nascent Soul looked terrified.

A woman's loud shout sounded, the mini Yuanying twitched, and passed out, a silver talisman flew over and stuck to the mini Yuanying's body.

Wang Changsheng flew over, grabbed the miniature Nascent Soul, and used secret techniques to search for its soul.

"Sure enough, there are not only five fusions, but six fusions, which can be regarded as Che Yang, or seven fusions."

Wang Changsheng's face was serious.

He released the mirage dragon, and the mirage dragon let out a deafening dragon chant, causing the mirage dragon to create illusions and prepare to ambush the reinforcements of the sable clan. The teleportation array was not destroyed, this was done on purpose by Wang Changsheng.

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The Sable Mountains are composed of more than 100,000 peaks and peaks, and this is the home of the Sable Clan.

In the northwest corner of the Sable Mountains, a palace with purple light is floating in the sky. The three characters "Sable Palace" are written on the plaque, which is very conspicuous.

The main hall door was opened, and a burly old man in purple robes with a square face was sitting on the main seat.

Two men and a woman sat on both sides with solemn expressions.

"It seems that the human reinforcements have arrived, and they are aggressively attacking the nine strongholds. The goal of the human race should be those three strongholds. Abandon the other strongholds and transfer the people to these three strongholds! Strengthen the defense force."

A beautiful woman in a golden skirt suggested.

Bian Yan, in the early stage of fusion.

"It seems that they don't have a long memory. They killed a fit last time. This time, if they kill another fit, I don't believe it. They are not afraid."

A big man in red shirt with rough facial features said in a deep voice. The big man in red shirt is tall and has thick hands and feet.

Che Yang, from the Lizard Clan, was sent by the Lizard Clan to supervise the war in the Sable Clan in the early stage of fusion.

"Kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, just use the formation to drive them away."

A tall and thin old man in yellow robe suggested, his tone was a little weak, and he looked injured.

At this moment, a hurried male voice came from outside: "Patriarch, something is wrong. The Qianlei Mountain Range is attacked, and the Qinglian fairy couple is attacking. Elder Bian is asking for help."

"Let me go to support! It shouldn't be a problem to beat them back with two-on-two formation."

Bian Yan volunteered.