Rise of Qinglian

Xun Yan's face darkened, his sleeves shook, and a shield with flashing red light flew out in front of him. At the same time, he opened his mouth and sprayed out eighteen red beads. After flying around him, they turned into a sea of ​​red fire. Protect him.

Xun Yan pinched the magic technique, and more than 100,000 long red fire blades emerged in the void, emitting astonishing high temperatures.

"go!"

With a pinch of Xunyan's magic technique, more than 100,000 red fire blades gathered together, like a fast red river, and rushed forward.

The red river collided with the cyan river, and a deafening roar broke out. The red river was no match for the cyan river, and it was not long before it was washed away by the cyan river.

Xun Yan's magic power is deeper than Wang Qingshan's. The red fire blade was transformed by his control of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while the cyan flying sword was transformed by Wang Qingshan's use of the spiritual realm. The latter is more powerful than the former.

Tens of thousands of thick silver lightnings fell from the sky and struck the long green river one after another. The long green river exploded, powerful air waves shook the void, and smoke billowed.

The alarm sounded loudly, and a large number of Saki monks rushed out of their residences. A powerful force of gravity emerged out of thin air. The bodies of the Saki monks fell uncontrollably towards the ground. The auras on their bodies flickered, but it was of no use. They were unable to do anything. Soaring into the air, like a magnet, it was firmly attracted to the ground.

The Saki monk's face turned red, and he felt like there was a mountain weighing hundreds of millions of kilograms on his shoulders.

Two rays of light flew from the distant sky. After a flash, they landed on a peak. It was Wang Qingshan and Chen Yueying.

As soon as Chen Yueying pinched the magic technique, the Saki monks felt the gravity increase sharply, the protective spiritual light shattered one after another, the defensive treasures fell to the ground, and their bodies exploded and turned into a rain of blood.

All the monks below Mahayana turned into a rain of blood all over the sky. The treasure for the robbery could only save them once, and there was nothing they could do the second time. They were all crushed into a rain of blood by gravity.

The Saki monks who were relatively far away escaped from the disaster. Before they had time to rejoice, the nearby vegetation, lake water, earth and rocks and other foreign objects turned into flying swords and came straight towards them.

A burst of screams rang out, and the body-protecting aura and defense of the Saki monks were shattered by the dense flying sword strikes, turning into a rain of blood.

A giant golden lion spewed out a golden sound wave and headed straight for Wang Qingshan.

The golden giant lion is the guardian spirit beast of the Saki clan, the Golden Flame Lion. It is proficient in magical powers of wind and fire attributes and is an eighth-level low-grade spirit beast.

Wang Qingshan raised his right hand, and a green sword energy swept out, shattering the golden sound wave.

Meng Yan's body fell towards the ground uncontrollably, but Xun Yan was still floating in the sky thanks to his deep magic power.

The green sword river surged forward, endlessly, and the void above Meng Yan's head rippled. A majestic yellow peak appeared and crashed down on her face.

Before the giant yellow peak fell, a powerful force of gravity appeared out of thin air, and her face turned red.

With a squeeze of Meng Yan's magic technique, the lightning on her body surged, and a golden thunder spear appeared out of thin air and stabbed towards the giant yellow peak.

With a loud noise, a thick silver thunder pillar rose into the sky, the giant yellow peak flew backwards, and Meng Yan disappeared.

A dazzling silver thunder light lit up in the void tens of thousands of miles away, and Meng Yan's figure appeared, her eyes full of fear.

At the beginning, the three Mahayana forces could not defeat Wang Qingshan and Chen Yueying when they joined forces. Now she and Xun Yan were the only two people in the Tianshu Mountain Range, let alone their opponents. The Thirty-Six Strategy was the best strategy.

As soon as Meng Yan appeared, countless silver runes appeared on her body, the void fluctuated, and a blue beast's hoof appeared and stepped on Meng Yan.

The blue beast's hoof stepped on Meng Yan's body, and Meng Yan's body exploded and disappeared into a ball of silver lightning.

Wang Qingshan frowned. He didn't expect Meng Yan to be so decisive and use the thunder escape technique to escape. He couldn't catch up at all.

Xun Yan was not so lucky. He was surrounded by nine green glass swords, and nine thick green sword lights swept towards Xun Yan.

Xun Yan pinched the magic formula, and the sea of ​​red fire suddenly condensed, and a red fire dragon flying out, emitting astonishing heat.

The red fire dragon shook its head and tail, shattering nine thick sword lights.

Xun Yan flicked his sleeves, and three small blood-colored mirrors flew out and entered the spell. The three small blood-colored mirrors lit up with dazzling blood light, and each sprayed out a thick blood light, which gathered together and turned into a An extremely thick blood-colored light beam struck a green glass sword. The aura of the green glass sword dimmed, and it was on the verge of collapse, losing its spirituality.

This set of blood-gang mirrors is designed to defile the spirituality of treasures. Xunyan obtained it from Tianhong Cave.

As soon as he pinched the magic technique, the red fire dragon let out a loud roar and hit the green glass sword, causing the green glass sword to fly backwards.

The red fire dragon's tail swept away the three green glass swords.

A shrill beast roar sounded, and Xun Yan turned around to see that the golden lion was pierced through the head by a spear with flashing yellow light, and was completely breathless.

Xun Yan's face darkened, and there were ripples on the top of his head. Mo Qilin suddenly appeared on top of his head, and the blue beast's hooves stepped on his head.

Xun Yan took out a short blade with flashing red light and inserted a magic spell. The red short blade burst into dazzling red light and turned into a red fire python with a thick waist and rushed towards Mo Qilin.

With a muffled sound, Mo Qilin's hoof stepped on the red fire python. The red fire python let out a shrill scream and turned into a short red blade and flew out.

There was a flash of yellow light, and a net bag with flashing yellow light appeared out of thin air, facing under the mask, and entangled Xun Yan in it.

Mo Qilin's animal hooves stepped on his head, and his head was shattered. The body turned into a three-color jade stone with flashing light. The golden area of ​​the three-color jade stone shattered and turned into a two-color jade stone.

A ball of golden light emerged from the void thousands of miles away, and Xun Yan's figure appeared. His eyes were filled with fear. He finally understood why Meng Yan ran so fast.

Chen Yueying sacrificed a large piece of yellow-gleaming gravel, which condensed into a huge yellow sand dragon and pounced on Xun Yan.

Xun Yan pinched the magic formula, and the red fire dragon came forward.

There was a loud noise, and the red fire dragon tore the yellow sand dragon into pieces in one glance, appearing in front of Chen Yueying instantly.

Chen Yueying pinched the magic formula, and an earth-yellow light curtain appeared out of thin air, which was the divine light of dry soil.

The red fire dragon hit the yellow light curtain and exploded immediately. A burst of dazzling red fire flooded Chen Yueying's figure. The void could not bear the high temperature and tore apart.

Xun Yan was about to use other magical powers when he felt his body tighten and two crystal clear cyan chains appeared out of thin air.

"Divine consciousness takes form!"

Xun Yan frowned. He had mastered the magical power of the wall of consciousness, and ordinary consciousness attacks could not do anything to him.

A dazzling golden light lit up between his brows, and a golden blade dozens of feet long flashed out and struck the blue iron chain, making a muffled sound.

The sky darkened, and Mo Qilin appeared above Xun Yan's head again. The blue beast's hooves stepped down again, and at the same time, a long green river rushed forward. Wherever it passed, the void tore open with an astonishing momentum.

Xun Yan's magic formula changed, and the three blood-gang mirrors once again shot out a thick blood-colored light beam, which converged together and faced the long green river. It was shattered as soon as it came into contact.

With a scream, Xun Yan's body-protecting aura was trampled to pieces by Mo Qilin's hoofs, and his head was trampled to pieces. As soon as a mini Nascent Soul left the body, it was covered by a blue glow and sucked into a green jade in a bottle.

The red fire light dissipated, Chen Yueying was safe and sound, and the divine light of the dry earth was not damaged at all.