Rise of Qinglian

Dongxuanzhou Realm Group, Ancient Moon Realm.

In the Ancient Spirit Continent, a vast green grassland, millions of monks are fighting. Judging from their clothes and appearance, one group is human, and the other group of monks is much larger than human, with some wrinkles on their heads. The skin is silvery white and the eyes are also silvery white.

There were many corpses lying on the ground, mostly those of human monks.

There was a huge explosion in the sky, and a huge silver light lit up in the sky, vaguely mixed with a shrill scream of a man.

A embarrassed figure fell from the sky and hit the ground hard, creating a huge crater and billowing smoke.

The void rippled, and a big silver hand appeared out of thin air and struck the giant pit.

A giant red hand flew out of the smoke and collided with the silver hand, erupting into a powerful wave of air.

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing an old man in red robe with a weak breath, his legs were missing, and his body was dripping with blood.

A ray of silver light fell from the sky and landed in mid-air, revealing a plump young woman in a silver dress with some wrinkles on her head and silver-white eyes.

"From today on, the human race will be removed from the Ancient Spirit Continent. The Ancient Spirit Continent belongs to our Yinxang clan."

The young woman in the silver dress laughed wildly, with a proud look on her face.

A ball of golden light lit up in the void ahead, and a tall young man in a golden shirt appeared. A blue lotus pattern could be seen on the sleeves. He was Wang Yunchu.

"Human reinforcements?"

The young woman in the silver dress frowned.

"The Qinglian Wang family! Are you a descendant of the Qinglian Wang family? Please help me. Our Xu family is very grateful."

The old man in red robe asked for help, his tone was weak and he looked very weak.

"Be careful of sneak attacks."

The old man in red robe suddenly shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dagger with flashing silver light flew towards him. Judging from the fluctuation of its aura, it was obviously Xuantian's treasure.

Wang Yunju opened his mouth and spit out nine rays of golden light, which turned into nine flying swords with shining golden light. They were all treasures of Xuantian. This was the best among the Dongxuanzhou Realm Group.

The nine golden flying swords turned into nine rays of golden light and faced the silver dagger. The silver dagger collided with the golden light and broke instantly like an egg striking a stone.

This set of flying swords is refined with some golden enamel jade crystals, which are far more powerful than ordinary Xuantian treasures. Golden enamel jade crystals are usually used to refine low-grade immortal weapons.

The nine rays of golden light went straight towards the young woman in the silver skirt. The young woman in the silver skirt was shocked and turned pale. She quickly threw out a shield with shining silver light, which was also smashed to pieces by the nine golden flying swords.

The nine golden flying swords easily penetrated her body-protecting aura and cut her into pieces of flesh. The Nascent Soul could not leave her body.

Wang Yunzhu's sword technique changed, and the nine golden flying swords turned into hundreds and hundreds of thousands, flying in all directions. The golden flying swords passed over the body of a monk from the Yinxang clan, and they all fell down. , Mahayana monks can’t stop it.

The red-robed old man was stunned, and the morale of the human monks soared.

"No, human reinforcements have arrived, retreat quickly."

A big man in silver shirt turned into a ray of silver light and walked away at a very fast speed.

The boots on Wang Yunzhu's feet shone with golden light and disappeared into an afterimage.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the big man in silver shirt.

The big man in silver shirt was furious, and his right fist struck Wang Yunchu with silver light.

"Don't be stubborn, he has become a true spirit through cultivation, and his physical body is special..."

The red-robed old man's eyes widened before he finished speaking.

Wang Yunzhu's right fist flashed golden light, and he rushed forward, colliding with the fist of the big man in silver shirt.

The big man in the silver shirt flew backwards, his right arm was broken, and he was vomiting blood. A golden flying sword shot out and cut him in half.

Wang Yunzhu took action to destroy the Mahayana monks of the Yinxang clan. These Mahayana monks were no match for him.

"Old Xu Tianfeng, I wonder what you call me?"

The old man in red robe asked politely, his eyes full of awe.

"Wang Yunzhu! Which interface is here? Is it far from Xuanyang Realm?"

Wang Yunzhu asked.

"This is the Ancient Moon Realm, dozens of interfaces away from the Xuanyang Realm. I can help bring Fellow Daoist Wang to the Xuanyang Realm."

Xu Tianfeng said sincerely.

This time if it weren't for Wang Yunju, the human race in Ancient Spirit Continent would be exterminated.

"No, just give me a route map to other interfaces, and I'll go there by myself. Your injury is not serious, so heal it first!"

Wang Yunzhu refused, took out a golden pill and handed it to Xu Tianfeng.

Xu Tianfeng took the pill, took out a piece of green animal skin, and handed it to Wang Yunchu.

"By the way, why did Fellow Daoist Wang come to the Ancient Moon Realm?"

Xu Tianfeng asked curiously.

"I came down from the fairy world and just happened to land here. This is a healing elixir specially made by our family. The healing effect is very good. See you again if we are destined."

After Wang Yunzhu said these words, he turned into a golden light and left.

"Fairy World!"

Xu Tianfeng was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The descendants of the Qinglian Wang family in the immortal world? In this way, which force would dare to provoke the Qinglian Wang Family.

Xu Tianfeng's face was full of envy. The Qinglian and Wang family had backers in the fairy world, and their future development would definitely be better.

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Xuanyang Realm, Qinglian Continent.

Xuanling Continent was renamed Qinglian Continent. Qinglian Continent has become the top cultivation holy land in Xuanyang Realm, with rich resources for cultivating immortals. Another cultivation holy land is the Northern Icefield.

After Fairy Liuyun advanced to Taiyi Golden Immortal, she asked people to set up the Nine-Star Falling Immortal Formation, and sent people to the lower realm to transport immortal cultivation resources to the people in the lower realm. The overall strength of the Ye family surpassed the Wang family. There were more than 20 Mahayana monks, and masters such as cloud.

The growth of the Ye family has not affected the status of the Wang family. The two families are related by marriage, but it has strengthened the strength of the Wang family.

Qinglian Island, Qinglian Palace.

A tall, thin old man in golden robes sat on the main seat with a majestic gaze.

A graceful young woman in a white dress was reporting to an old man in a gold robe with a respectful expression.

"We have sent a large number of manpower to look for Ancestor Yunchu, but there is no news about him yet."

The young woman in the white dress said.

The tribesmen in the Immortal Realm sent Wang Yunchu down to the lower realm with a message. The tribesmen in the lower realm wanted to find Wang Yunchu and obey Wang Yunchu's orders.

"How many statues of the Divine Master are there? Ancestor Yunchu will probably ask about this in the lower realm."

The old man in gold robe asked.

Wang Zexin, a member of the Wang family with the highest cultivation level in the lower realm in the late Mahayana period.

The Wang family has over ten million monks in the Dongxuanzhou Realm Group, and their influence spreads across dozens of interfaces.

"It's over one million, and the number is still increasing."

The young woman in the white dress said.

Wang Zeyun, early Mahayana.

The Wang family currently controls thirty-five mortal realms, and Dongli Realm is just one of them. These mortal realms build statues of the Immortal Lord Shenji and offer incense so that the statues of the Immortal Lord Shenji can absorb enough incense.

In Xuanyang Realm, there are countless temples dedicated to the statue of the Immortal Lord Shenji. Mortals, monks, or foreigners protected by the royal family will worship the statue of the Immortal Lord Shenji. Incense Hall regularly organizes monks to provide services to these monks who worship the statue of the Immortal Lord Shenji. Or mortals’ wishes come true.

Wang Zexin nodded with satisfaction and said: "That's good, increase the intensity, otherwise Ancestor Yunchu will punish us and we will all suffer."

Wang Zeyun agreed, turned and left.