Rise of Qinglian

Wang Qingling's consciousness was wide open and he found nothing unusual. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of red flames, which landed on the humanoid skeleton.

The humanoid skeleton was submerged in the rolling flames, and a golden light flew out from it, heading straight for Wang Qingling.

Wang Qingling reacted quickly, and a dazzling white glow emerged from his right hand. The ground instantly froze, and the golden light was frozen when it touched the white glow.

"Remnant soul!"

Wang Qingling's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Are you a member of the Murong family? I will never let you Murong family go even if I die."

A ferocious male voice came from the golden light.

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light exploded and turned into a huge ball of golden light, covering the entire cave.

The remaining soul reveals itself!

Not long after, the golden light dissipated, and Wang Qingling was no longer in the cave. The portrait was destroyed, and the human skeleton was also destroyed. Fortunately, the things on the altar table were still there.

Wang Qingling flew in, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of red flames, which landed on the golden storage bracelet. This was the real Suzaku fire, not an ordinary flame. The residual soul couldn't bear it at all.

After a while, there was no abnormality in the storage bracelet.

A white cold air surged out of her palm, and she grabbed it with one hand. The golden storage bracelet fell on her hand and she put it away.

She opened her mouth and spit out a stream of red flames, which landed on the green light curtain. A burst of green smoke rose up, and the aura dimmed.

Wang Qingling punched out, and a giant white fist flew out and hit the cyan light curtain, which instantly collapsed.

The red flames fell on the two middle-grade immortal weapons, and there was nothing unusual about them.

Wang Qingling snorted coldly, pinched the magic formula, and a huge Suzaku phantom appeared in the void above his head. The Suzaku phantom flapped its wings lightly and spurted out a stream of red flames. The entire cave was flooded with red flames, and the ground and stone walls were flooded. Showing signs of melting.

The golden jade lock and black long knife were submerged by the rolling flames, nothing unusual.

Suzaku burns the sky!

After a while, a golden light flew out from the golden jade lock and headed straight for Wang Qingling.

Wang Qingling's right index finger tapped lightly, and a black light flew out and hit the golden light, soul-destroying finger.

After a man's scream, the golden light disappeared into ashes.

"I knew you had a ghost and really wanted to leave a legacy. Just put all the middle-grade immortal weapons in the storage bracelet. Why go to the trouble of setting it up on an altar table? I don't believe that a seriously injured person would have that thought."

Wang Qingling sneered and said, she used her soul-killing finger to attack the golden jade lock and the black long knife. If there were any residual souls hiding on them, they would be directly obliterated.

Not any fairy weapon can make the soul attach to it. Over time, without a suitable carrier, the soul will slowly disintegrate.

There was no abnormality in the golden jade lock and the black long knife, and Wang Qingling put away the two middle-grade immortal weapons.

With a loud rumbling sound, the cave exploded violently, and a thick golden lightning fell from the sky and struck Wang Qingling.

The red bird wings on Wang Qingling's back flapped lightly and disappeared from the place, and the golden lightning fell away.

Above Cangyuan Island, a slim young woman in a gold skirt stood high in the sky with a cold expression.

Her body surface was entangled with countless golden arcs, exuding a heaven-destroying aura, and high-altitude lightning flashed and thundered.

Qian Xueting, middle-stage Golden Immortal, ancestor of the Qian family.

She received the message from her tribe and rushed over as quickly as possible, but she was still a step too late.

"Fairy Golden Thunder!"

There was a hint of fear in Wang Qingling's eyes.

"Where are Yu Shuo and Yifeng!"

Qian Xueting said with a gloomy face, having a bad feeling in her heart.

"They were killed by me. Why, you want to avenge them?"

Wang Qingling asked.

"you wanna die!"

Qian Xueting's face turned cold, and thick silver lightning struck down, heading straight for Wang Qingling.

Wang Qingling opened her mouth and let out a dragon roar that echoed through the sky. A white sound wave swept out and defeated the falling silver lightning. At the same time, a white dragon phantom appeared above her head and let out a roar.

A white dragon phantom appeared at Qian Xueting's feet, hovering uncertainly.

The lightning on her body swelled up and she disappeared from the spot, avoiding Wang Qinghao's attack.

A golden thunder light lit up under Wang Qingling's feet, and a huge golden thunder array appeared.

The golden thunder formation runes flashed, and an extremely thick golden thunder light rose into the sky, drowning Wang Qingling's figure, and the air waves rolled.

Qian Xueting raised her right hand, and a lightning spear with golden light flew out and went straight towards the golden thunder light.

A long stick with white light flew out from it and collided with the golden thunder spear.

There was a "clang" sound of gold and iron clashing, and the golden thunder spear flew out.

Qian Xueting frowned, she was hit by her, but she was still able to resist. She was about to use other magical powers, when a huge white cage appeared and trapped her.

"Sacred consciousness attack!"

Qian Xueting snorted coldly, and a golden light blade flew out from between her eyebrows, smashing the white cage into pieces.

A white dragon phantom emerged at her feet, hovering.

Qian Xueting was about to avoid it when Wang Qingling's voice sounded: "Mrs. Qian must be very sleepy after coming all the way here!"

When Qian Xueting heard this, she suddenly felt exhausted, drowsy, and her eyelids trembled.

A white ray of light rose into the sky, turning her into a huge ice sculpture.

A ball of red fire appeared out of thin air, and Wang Qingling appeared, his hands turning into dragon claws, his body covered with countless white dragon scales, and a pair of red bird wings on his back.

She merged with Wang Qinghao, and her defense was greatly improved. A lightning magical power could not seriously damage her.

A large number of cracks appeared in the ice sculpture, and a large number of golden arcs emerged. The ice sculpture fell into pieces, and Qian Xueting appeared, her face slightly pale.

Wang Qingling sprayed out a white sound wave that quickly passed over Qian Xueting's body.

Qian Xueting's face turned red, she spurted out a large mouthful of blood, her body surface glowed with golden light, and a golden armor appeared out of thin air, protecting her whole body.

A white dragon claw hit the golden helmet, leaving several long scratches. Qian Xueting flew backwards. Before she landed, a thick and long white dragon tail struck her and hit her accurately. Like a kite with its string broken, it flew upside down.

"What a spirit!"

Wang Qingling was a little surprised. She was just an ordinary true spirit. Otherwise, even if she had a middle-grade immortal weapon, she would not be able to block the attack of the law of power.

The intelligence collected by the secret hall did not introduce that Qian Xueting had become a true spirit through cultivation. It is estimated that she has been hiding her clumsiness and strength.

Before Qian Xueting landed, a huge Suzaku flew towards her, emitting terrifying heat.

She was about to cast a spell to resist, when Wang Qingling's cold voice sounded in her ears: "Mrs. Qian, give up your resistance! Have a good sleep."

After hearing this, she suddenly felt drowsy and her eyelids were extremely heavy.

Suzaku hit Qian Xueting's body, exploded, and billowing flames covered Qian Xueting's body.

Wang Qingling was about to use other magical powers when a huge golden thunder formation lit up under her feet. The red bird wings on her back flapped lightly and disappeared instantly, and a thick golden thunder light shot into the sky.

Wang Qingling looked at the red flames and saw that Qian Xueting had disappeared and was nowhere to be found.

Her consciousness was wide open and she couldn't find Qian Xueting. Lei Xiu's escape technique was too fast for her to catch up.

Wang Qingling did not pursue, left this place and returned to Qinglian Island.