Rise of Qinglian

A gust of wind whizzed past, and a huge spirit worm appeared in front of the nine-colored worm.

The spirit worm has the body of a dragon's head fly, with three blue eyes on its head, four wings on its back, and some blue spirit patterns on its body surface.

The four-winged dragon fly, ranked eighth on the list of ten thousand insects, has the blood of a true dragon of the wind type, is good at magical powers and illusions of the wind type, and is very difficult to deal with.

This four-winged dragon fly is a low-grade seventh-rank, equivalent to a monk in the early stage of fusion, and its strength is not weak.

As soon as the four-winged dragonfly appeared, there was a deafening dragon roar, and the three eyes turned slightly, and a blue halo of light bloomed, covering the nine-colored insect.

Jiucai Chong's eyes froze, motionless, as if falling into a deep sleep.

With a flash of golden light, a gigantic tripod with golden light appeared out of thin air, appearing in the void above Jiucai Chong's head.

The body of the golden giant cauldron is engraved with patterns of strange insects and beasts, with three legs and two ears, and the aura is astonishing.

Thousand Insect Cauldron, the imitation of Wanling Cauldron, the treasure of the Wu Clan town, is a middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao.

The Thousand Insect Cauldron spewed out a golden glow, covering the Nine-Colored Insects, and disappeared into the Thousand Insect Cauldron.

Han Yiqing was furious, and dared to cut her beard, not paying attention to her at all.

She shook her right hand, and a blue light flew out, and disappeared into the ground.

The ground shook violently, and a large number of cyan vines broke through the ground, weaving into a huge cyan net bag, covering the Thousand Insect Cauldron.

Observe carefully, the surface of these cyan net bags is covered with spirit patterns, exuding a wave of pure wood spirit energy.

The four-winged dragonfly flapped its wings lightly, and countless blue wind blades flew out, cutting on the blue net bag, and there was a "clang clang" sound of metal colliding, as if hitting a copper wall and an iron wall.

Green thorns grew out of the surface of the cyan net bag, like blue spears, piercing towards the four-winged dragon fly. The cyan net bag quickly closed and entangled the Thousand Insect Cauldron.

The thin wings of the four-winged dragonfly flicked lightly, and disappeared from the spot. It was proficient in ventilation and escape, and it could escape, but it was difficult for Qianchongding.

A ray of golden light flew from a distance and stopped in mid-air. It was a flying boat shining with golden light. Shang Li and more than a dozen monks from the Wu clan stood on it with gloomy eyes.

The Witch Clan has five body-fitting monks and twelve Xuxu cultivators, and they have at least a mid-stage Xuxu cultivation.

"Witch Clan!"

Han Yiqing frowned tightly, his eyes full of fear.

It's no wonder that there are seven-level four-winged dragon flies. The Wu Clan is good at repelling insects and beasts, and has bred a variety of strange insects. The Wu Clan has bred three kinds of strange insects that are in the top ten on the list of all insects.

In addition to strange insects, the witch clan is more powerful in the curse technique.

"Tsk tsk, the seventh-order nine-colored worm, it seems that our chance has arrived."

Jin You clicked his tongue and smiled, staring at Qianchongding with fiery eyes.

"Hmph, it's not sure who it is! You all come out! Don't try to fish in troubled waters."

Han Yiqing snorted coldly and looked towards a certain void.

Her answer was silence, and no monk showed up.

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and a giant gleaming golden stick fell from the sky and smashed into the void.

With a flash of inspiration, the three real Jin Hong appeared and avoided them one after another.

The giant golden stick hit the ground, creating a huge crater, the ground was torn open, and the cracks continued to expand.

Daoist Jin Hong originally wanted to sit back and watch the mountains and tigers fight and reap the benefits of the fisherman, but he never thought that Han Yiqing would find out.

"You are also a human race, you know what to do!"

Han Yiqing said meaningfully.

"Our strength is low, so we will not interfere with Madam Han's fight with these fellow Taoists."

Daoist Jin Hong smiled awkwardly and was about to retreat.

A gust of wind blew by, and the four-winged dragonfly emerged out of thin air, blocking their way.

After a deafening dragon chant sounded, a huge phantom of the real dragon appeared above the head, and the phantom of the real dragon spewed out a blue hurricane, and went straight to Jin Hong and the three of them.

How could the Wu Clan let the three of them leave, who knows if Jin Hong would kill one of them, and it would be better to deal with them as soon as possible, so as to save them from making trouble and trying to fish in troubled waters? We must also weigh our own abilities.

"Do it, kill them."

Shang Li said coldly, urging the Dharma to attack the human monks.

Not to be outdone, Han Yiqing and others cast spells to meet the enemy one after another.

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A muddy swamp, black silt everywhere, you can see a lot of puddles, and bubbles pop up from time to time.

A black miasma floated above the swamp, gathering for a long time.

A deafening thunder came from the depths of the swamp, and a thick cyan thunder fell from the sky.

Not long after, a blue thunder light appeared outside the swamp, and the figure of Qing Lei Zhenjun appeared, his right arm disappeared, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

They encountered powerful restrictions, so they could only take a detour. They never wanted to meet two seventh-level middle-grade tiger swallowtails. The tiger swallowtails ranked fifteenth on the list of ten thousand insects. Fast and powerful.

Except for Qing Lei Zhenjun, all other monks on Golden Shark Island were killed.

A thunderous howl of a tiger resounded, and Qing Lei Zhenjun's face turned pale, and the blue light on his body burst into a blue thunder, and disappeared.

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In a valley extending in all directions, the vegetation in the valley is sparse, and there is a mine cave several feet in size.

Wang Qingshan's seven people walked out of the mine, their faces were full of joy.

It took them seven days to inspect the mine carefully, and they mined a lot of Qinggang Shenyu mines. According to Wang Qingfeng's estimation, the refined Qinggang Shenyu was enough for the Wang family to refine three sets of Tongtian Lingbao.

If they hadn't brought the mining puppets refined by King Kong worms, they would not have been able to mine so many Qinggang Shenyu mines. Unfortunately, this is a small Qinggang Shenyu vein with small reserves.

Before that, many monks discovered this vein, and they all came to mine the Qinggang Shenyu Mine, and the reserves were even less.

Now, this vein has been mined out, and there is no more Qinggang Shenyu ore.

Wang Tuntian moved his eyes and looked into the distance, but he didn't find the monks of the Han family, so he didn't know where they went.

"We've got the stuff, we can leave now."

Wang Qingshan said in a deep voice, they don't have many clues, and they ran around without any clues, but it was all in vain, so they can leave.

The six of Duan Tongtian nodded, followed Wang Qingshan and left, and the seven returned along the way they came.

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In a hidden cave, Daoist Jin Hong sat cross-legged on the ground, his face was pale and his breath was weak.

Some mysterious yellow runes can be seen on the stone wall, exuding strong prohibition fluctuations.

They fought a bloody battle with the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan released two seventh-order spirit insects to deal with them. All the disciples of the Jinhong Master were killed. Two friends were killed by the Wu Clan's spell. The fit monks entangled Shang Li and other fit monks, and Jin Hong was able to escape.

He was under some kind of spell, and his physical body was severely damaged.