Rise of Qinglian

A ray of red sky-high sword light swept over, shattering the yellow ray of light. At the same time, a stream of cyan ray of light swept over, covering Master Wuxie's Nascent Soul and entangled in Wang Qingshan's sleeves.

The mountain-moving ape looked at Wang Qingshan, his face turned cold.

A man screamed in extreme pain. The mountain-moving ape turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound. Cha Shuo quickly fell from the sky and his head was broken. As soon as a mini Nascent Soul was separated from the body, it was pierced by a white light beam.

A nine-headed ice lion floated high in the sky, its eyes flashing with cold light.

A shrill female cry rang out, and Yunyan was pierced through the body by dense white ice spears. As soon as Yuanying left the body, it was covered by a white glow, rolled into a white gourd, and sank into Leng Mei's hand.

Master Wu Xie's physical body was destroyed and he lost his fighting power. Not counting for the time being, there are still nine Mahayana people in Xuanyang Realm, and there are seven Mahayana people in the Jian clan. The highest cultivation level of both sides is in the middle stage of Mahayana. The number of people in Xuanyang Realm is They have the upper hand, but some Mahayana of the Jian clan have eighth-level spiritual beasts, so it's hard to say who has the upper hand.

Leng Mei took out a golden array disk and entered several magic formulas. Many Mahayana monks followed suit. The ground shook violently, and thick golden stone pillars broke out of the ground.

"No, formation! Retreat!"

Shi Pan was shocked and reminded.

Just as they were about to exit, the mountain-moving ape let out a roar that resounded throughout the world, echoing endlessly within a hundred thousand miles. The ground also produced a strong gravity, and their bodies fell towards the ground uncontrollably.

Thirty-six thick golden stone pillars broke out of the ground one after another, surrounding the nine Wang Qingshan people.

A lifelike monster is engraved on the surface of each golden stone pillar, with runes flashing.

Leng Mei and many other Mahayana monks were holding a golden array disk with patterns of monsters engraved on the surface.

As a large clan, the Jian clan naturally has other means.

The eighth-level formation, the Heavenly Demon Formation, is a reduced version of the True Spirit Killing Immortal Formation.

The Tianhong Sect obtained a page from the Tianxu Jade Book, which contained various methods of arranging powerful formations, and the True Spirit Killing Immortal Formation was one of them.

The True Spirit Killing Immortal Formation is refined with dozens of True Spirit Spirits from the True Immortal realm, which can kill True Immortal monks. Naturally, dozens of True Spirit Spirits from the True Immortal realm cannot be found in the lower world, so we can only create a scaled-down version of the Heavenly Demon Array. , killing Mahayana monks is not a problem.

At that time, the great elder of the Jian clan led more than 20 Mahayana monks into the Tianhong Sect's main altar. The Tianhong Sect activated the Heavenly Demon Formation. The Jian clan lost many Mahayana monks before destroying the Tianhong Sect.

The monsters on the surface of the thirty-six golden stone pillars seemed to come alive. They started moving on the surface of the stone pillars, with dragons roaring, tigers roaring and insects chirping.

A huge golden light curtain emerged out of thin air, covering an area of ​​300,000 miles. Ye Xuanfeng and nine people were all covered by the golden light curtain. There was a yellow turtle on the surface of the golden light curtain.

"Activate the sky demon formation and destroy them."

Leng Mei was full of murderous intent, and the seven Mahayana monks personally controlled the formation, making it difficult for the enemy to get out of trouble so easily.

They each injected a magic spell into the formation disk, and a scorpion on the surface of a golden stone pillar let out a strange roar, sprayed out a thick black light, and turned into a huge black cloud.

After the black clouds rolled and surged violently, it began to rain heavily, and the black rain emitted a fishy and unpleasant smell.

Shi Pan and others' expressions changed greatly and they did not dare to be careless.

The nine-headed ice lion let out a roar that resounded throughout the world, and a head sprayed out a large piece of white glow. The black rainwater touched the white glow and froze instantly, but the black rainwater continued to grow.

Xuan Qingzi offered up a shield with glittering golden light. This was a top-grade Tongtian Lingbao glazed shield made from glazed wood.

Black rain fell on the glazed shield, and a burst of green smoke rose.

"Quickly find a way to break the formation, otherwise we will all have to answer here."

Xuan Qingzi urged, his tone anxious.

A purple centipede on the surface of a golden stone pillar opened its mouth and spit out a stream of purple flames. The purple flame spread quickly, and the golden toads on the surface of the two stone pillars each sprayed out a golden sound wave, which went straight towards Xuan Qingzi and others.

There were ripples in the void above the heads of the nine ice lions, and a golden dragon claw emerged out of thin air and struck at the nine ice lions. Just as the nine ice lions were about to avoid it, a weird neighing sound sounded.

The nine-headed ice lion felt that its soul was about to be torn apart. The pain was unbearable. The golden dragon claws slapped the nine-headed ice lion's body, and the nine-headed ice lion quickly fell towards the ground.

The purple flames rolled violently and covered the nine ice lions. One of the nine ice lions' heads spurted out a white cold air, and the surrounding area quickly froze, and the purple flames were directly frozen.

A "croak" crow sounded, and a three-legged golden crow on the surface of a golden stone pillar flapped its wings, opened its mouth and spit out a stream of golden flames, which fell on the nine ice lions.

The body of the nine-headed ice lion shines brightly, and the golden flame is safe and sound.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Leng Mei's mouth. The remnant soul of the three-legged golden crow of the true spirit was incorporated into this formation of heavenly demons, which was extraordinary.

The remnant soul of the Golden Crow was refined into a treasure. It was just a heavy treasure that was easy to carry. This set of Heavenly Demon Formation was refined into the souls of thirty-six eighth-level demonic beasts and could display a variety of magical powers.

The nine-headed ice lion was drowned by the golden flames and let out a painful cry of a man. True spirits also have strengths and weaknesses. The nine-headed ice lion is naturally not as good as the three-legged golden crow. The remnant soul of the golden crow cannot exert much power, but Ye Xuanfeng just borrowed some of the magical powers of the Nine-headed Ice Lion, not the real Nine-headed Ice Lion.

Two golden sound waves passed over the bodies of the nine ice lions, and the bodies of the nine ice lions trembled. Dense black raindrops fell on the nine ice lions, and a burst of green smoke rose.

A cyan thunder eagle on the surface of a golden stone pillar opened its mouth and sprayed out a thick cyan lightning, which hit the nine ice lions. The monsters on the other stone pillars attacked the nine ice lions one after another.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the nine ice lions were drowned by the dazzling spiritual light.

Wang Qingshan's body surface was covered by a thick cyan light curtain, the glazed shield kept flying around him, and the nine glazed swords continuously released a large swath of cyan sword energy to resist the black raindrops.

A scream of extreme pain rang out, Qian Lei's protective aura shattered, and a golden dragon claw struck him. Qian Lei flew backwards, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. Before he could stand up, two golden beams of light struck him. Comes lasing.

Qian Lei was about to cast a spell to resist, when a weird roar sounded, and he felt unbearable pain in his soul.

Two rays of golden light hit him and penetrated his body. He had just used the treasure for the robbery, but this time his body was destroyed and his Nascent Soul was separated from his body.

As soon as the Nascent Soul left the body, a purple flame swept over and drowned his Nascent Soul.

After a scream, Yuanying was wiped out in ashes.

There were ripples on the top of Wang Qingshan's head, and a golden dragon claw appeared out of thin air and slapped Wang Qingshan's head. At the same time, two golden sound waves swept in from the left and right.

Wang Qingshan reacted quickly and quickly activated his spiritual realm. Countless cyan flying swords emerged from his body and rushed towards him.