Rise of Qinglian

Her gaze fell on the four flying swords with dim auras, and she said, "This is quite a trophy, and it can prove our achievements."

Wang Lihe's body was not left behind, only four blue flying swords were left.

"Prove your merits? Huh, you deserve it too?"

A cold and heartless male voice sounded, and Duan Tongtian, Dong Xueli, Wang Qingfeng, and Wang Yibing flew out from the depths of the mountains.

Wang Ruyan refined a total of four Tiangang God Thunder Talismans, two of which were stored in the family's treasure house as background information, and one for Wang Yidao and one for Wang Qingfeng.

Wang Qingfeng used the Thunder Talisman of the God of Heaven to severely injure two late-stage cultivators of virtual refinement, and cooperated with Duan Tongtian and the others to destroy fifteen monks of virtual refinement. None of them slipped through the net, and a sixth-order puppet was scrapped.

After they dealt with the enemy, they immediately teleported over to support Wang Jiye and the others.

"Impossible, fellow Daoist Bian and the others attacked other strongholds?"

The woman in the purple dress had an unbelievable expression on her face.

"They are all dead, now send you on your way."

Wang Qingfeng's face turned cold, and he swung the Burning Sword, releasing tens of thousands of red sword auras, attacking the seven women in the purple skirt.

Duan Tongtian, Wang Yibing and Dong Xueli attacked the enemy one after another.

Except for the woman in the purple skirt who is in the middle stage of virtual refining, the other six are in the early stage of virtual refining, Duan Tongtian is in the late stage of virtual refining, Wang Qingfeng and Dong Xueli are in the middle stage of virtual refining, and the enemy is not their opponent at all.

Within half a quarter of an hour, all seven of the purple skirt woman were killed. Wang Qingfeng captured the spirit of the purple skirt young woman and searched for her.

"Li He was killed after he broke up. If it wasn't for him, Ji Ye and Yi Er would have died."

Wang Qingfeng sighed, looking a little sad.

He put away Wang Lihe's natal flying swords, and when they returned to Qinglian Island, he would put these four flying swords into the sword tomb. Compile their stories and tell them to future generations.

They cleaned the battlefield and left the place, looking for Wang Jiye and Wang Yier.

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In the Lihuo Mountain Range, a huge silver thunder light lit up in the depths of the mountain range, which could be seen hundreds of miles away.

Deep in the mountains, the ground was in a mess. Hundreds of huge pits emitting black smoke could be seen. There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, including Wang Yimiao.

Six men, one woman, and seven alchemy cultivators were scattered. Their expressions were dignified, and their faces were full of fear.

Wang Mengbin killed the four cultivators of refining the void with the thunder method, and Wang Yimiao was killed by the enemy.

Two fists are no match for four hands, Wang Mengbin dragged the low-ranking clansmen to escape, and then used the Thunder Escape technique to get away, and they couldn't keep them at all.

"Friend Daoist Bian, what should we do next?"

A Void Refining cultivator asked.

"Mrs. Gu in the late stage of refining is no match for him, and we can't keep him. Forget it, let's join Senior Gu and the others!"

Seven people cleaned the battlefield and left the place.

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A continuous stretch of emerald green mountains, a valley extending in all directions.

Wang Yimei was lying in a huge pit, breathless and pale. Dozens of corpses fell on the ground. Judging by their clothes, they were all descendants of the Wang family.

A tall and thin young man in a purple shirt and a hot woman in a golden skirt stood not far away, with murderous intent on their faces.

"Don't kill me, I can give you all my belongings."

Wang Yimei begged for mercy with a terrified expression.

When they fled, they encountered the chasing soldiers of the lizard tribe, and all the other tribesmen were killed.

She finally entered the Void Refinement Stage, and she didn't want to die here.

"I didn't expect that there were cowards in the Wang family. I thought you Wang family children were not afraid of death!"

The purple shirt youth sneered.

"Kill you, the things are ours, unless you give us your life, we may spare your life."

The woman in the golden skirt said coldly.

"The old ancestor knew that he would kill me, so you change the terms."

Wang Yimei said cautiously that she wanted to live now that she had been rushed to the doctor due to sudden illness.

"We are very interested in your Wang family's Zhenshenhou, and taught us the exercises."

There was an interested expression on the face of the purple shirt youth.

"I failed to master Zhenshen Roar. That is a secret art that only the core disciples of our family can practice. I entered the Void Refining Stage relatively late, and my strength is mediocre, so I am not qualified to learn it."

Wang Yimei said cautiously that even if she knew how to suppress the gods, she would not dare to pass it on to outsiders. If it is investigated, she will definitely not be able to escape the responsibility.

"Hmph, if that's the case, what's the use of keeping you?"

The woman in the golden skirt had a murderous look on her face, and she was about to urge her Dharma minister to kill Wang Yimei.

"No, I know a lot of information, such as the deployment of troops in some strongholds."

Wang Yimei hurriedly begged for mercy, but in order to survive, she had no choice but to do so.

She doesn't mind letting the enemy plant a restriction. After she returns, she will ask her ancestors to resolve it. If she tells the truth, she should be able to avoid death.

"Come back with us first, you can refuse, and if you refuse, you will die."

The young man in Zishan's tone was cold, and he raised a huge tower with shining purple light, spraying out a stream of purple light, covering Wang Yimei.

Wang Yimei showed a bitter face, the enemy obviously didn't give her a chance.

She thought about it for a while, and she didn't resist. Ants are still alive, let alone immortals.

The purple glow covered Wang Yimei and put her in the giant purple tower.

The young man in purple shirt set fire to the body, took away his belongings, and left the place with the woman in the golden skirt.

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Golden Toad Valley is one of the seventy-two strongholds of the Lizard Clan. It hoards a large amount of supplies. There are three fit monks sitting in the town. Frontline monks who make meritorious deeds can go to Golden Toad Valley and exchange good deeds for immortal cultivation resources. Of course, the most precious things are in the Tianli Mountains, where formations, elixirs, formation materials, refining materials, alchemy materials, magic phase materials, etc. are mainly stockpiled here for convenient supply.

Yile has been cultivating Taoism for more than 20,000 years, and has a mid-integration cultivation level. He is the person in charge of this stronghold.

In the conference hall, Yi Le and dozens of elders are having a meeting. In addition to the seventy-two strongholds directly controlled by the Lizard Race, the affiliated races also control many strongholds. Bai Xuan leads a team to harass these strongholds. Hyun and the others left and fled.

The territory is too big, sending monks to search for Bai Xuan and others would be death. Sending monks in the middle stage of fusion to look for Bai Xuan, the territory of tens of trillions of miles, I don't know how to find the year of the monkey, so I can only shrink the troops.

"Let the people below gather quickly..."

Before Yi Lu could finish his words, he took out a flashing blue formation disk and entered a formula, and a panicked man's voice sounded: "The big thing is bad, Elder Yi, the Tianmang Lake was attacked by the Jinghuo Clan. An attack by a master, please support."

Yi Le frowned, and was about to say something when the siren rang loudly and roared.

"Not good, enemy attack, enemy attack."

A panicked sound came from outside.

Yi Le's face darkened, and he flew out.

He flew high into the sky, looked outside, his face sank, a long and swift river rushed in, destroying mountain peaks wherever it passed.

Tens of thousands of miles around were submerged by the river, and the momentum was huge.

Yile hastily sacrificed four red balls that were constantly flashing, each of which was injected with a formula, and the four red balls suddenly burst into red light, gushing out billowing flames, and after one blurred, it turned into a line more than a thousand feet long. The red flaming flood dragon rushed towards the oncoming river.

The river collided with the red fire dragon, and the red fire dragon let out a mournful roar, its body collapsed, turned into four shining red beads, and flew out backwards.

The river hit the formation, and there was a muffled sound. The formation shook violently, twisted and deformed, and broke instantly, and a large amount of river water poured into the stronghold.

Yi Le was dumbfounded, the seventh-order formation couldn't even block a single blow?

"Mahaya monk!"

Yi Le exclaimed.

The same kind of rice feeds a variety of people, and a family has all kinds of people. Not every member of the clan is not afraid of death, and they also have soft bones.