Rise of Qinglian

The young woman in the red dress was holding a red rattle in her hand, and her aura was constantly flowing. It was obviously a magic weapon of high quality.

Wang Changsheng and Fairy Ziyue looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn.

Wang Changsheng put away the Soul-eating Golden Cicada and the Golden Ant Queen. The strength of these two pill-forming monks was still higher than the Ten Thousand Bones Twin Evils.

It was true that misfortunes never come singly. He had just been attacked and killed by the Ten Thousand Bones Twin Evils, and now he met the monks from the Sun and Moon Palace and was recognized by them.

At this time, Tian Jiong was also out of trouble, and his mana had not been lost much.

If he hadn't been trapped by the enemy's magic weapon, he would have been able to escape long ago with his strength at the eighth level of elixir formation.

Even if Lu Xuan didn't die, it wouldn't take long for Tian Jiong to get out of trouble. However, Wang Changsheng and Fairy Ziyue joined forces and quickly killed Chen Ying. Lu Xuan was eager to escape, but he didn't expect to encounter the monks from the Sun Moon Palace and was killed by the monks from the Sun Moon Palace. Behead.

"Fellow Taoist, you must have admitted the wrong person! If you want to kill people and seize treasures, just say so and stop labeling us."

Wang Changsheng's tone was indifferent, and he ran around holding a string of storage beads in his hand.

This string of storage beads belongs to Chen Ying, and Wang Changsheng hopes that there will be something in it that can be used immediately, such as a third-level talisman seal.

A hint of joy flashed deep in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and he put the string of storage beads on his left hand.

"Really, just come back to the Sun Moon Palace with us and you will find out. Of course, you can refuse, but the price will be death."

The young man in blue shirt sneered, his tone cold.

Spirit Killing Palm and Ziyue Xuanguang were both spiritual techniques used by the remnants of Zhenhai Sect. Even if it was a coincidence, they would not let Wang Changsheng and the others go. They would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one person go.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say."

Tian Jiong's eyes flashed with a stern look, the fire on his body rose sharply, and the temperature nearby suddenly increased.

"Fire Flame Zhen Gang Gong? It's indeed true. I let you run away back then, but now I'm arresting you and bringing you to justice."

The young man in blue shirt looked cold and filled with murderous intent. He flicked his sleeves and a blue light flew out. It was a blue bead the size of a thumb. The surface of the blue bead was covered with spiritual patterns.

He hit a magic spell on the blue bead. The blue bead spun around, the light rose sharply, and turned into a blue bead as big as a small mountain, and it hit Wang Changsheng.

Wherever the giant blue bead passed, there was a huge roar, and the void seemed to be shattered by the giant blue bead.

Wang Changsheng's face became extremely solemn. He could see that this was a heavy magic weapon. If it was hit by a giant blue bead, it would take off a layer of skin even if it was not dead.

The white spear in his hand glowed brightly, and a large white spear shadow flew out and hit the giant blue bead.

Boom!

The giant blue bead smashed the white gun shadow into pieces. The giant blue bead continued to hit Wang Changsheng, and in an instant it was thirty feet away in front of Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng wanted to avoid it, but a huge blue shark flew out of the sea and pounced on Wang Changsheng.

The blue shark's body is covered with silver arcs, and its sharp teeth are exposed.

Before it could pounce, a large piece of silver lightning flew out of it and struck Wang Changsheng.

The young woman in the red dress turned over her beautiful hand, and a flying sword with red light flowing uncertainly appeared in her hand. There was a shark pattern on the hilt.

With a flick of her wrist, a large piece of red sword energy flew out, carrying a huge heat wave, and struck Wang Changsheng.

These attacks blocked Wang Changsheng's path. Wang Changsheng had no choice but to take them head on.

The tip of the white spear swelled and hit the giant blue bead.

Keng!

The tip of the white spear hit the giant blue bead. Wang Changsheng felt an overwhelming force coming towards him. His energy and blood surged up, and he flew backwards involuntarily.

The sound of "chichi" broke through the air. Before he could stand still, thousands of red sword auras attacked. The red sword aura seemed to be formed from red flames. A huge heat wave hit his face, reflecting the sea water in red. A large number of of water vapor evaporates.

Wang Changsheng really didn't understand why the Sun Moon Palace monks focused on attacking him. You know, he was at the fourth level of pill formation. Could it be that he was too weak to pick on the weak? But Tian Jiong and Fairy Ziyue won’t just watch! To deal with him, Tian Jiong and Fairy Ziyue intervened, and the monks of Sun Moon Palace may not have a chance of winning.

He did not dare to neglect, the spear in his hand suddenly shook, and countless white gun shadows flew out, colliding with the red sword energy.

"Boom!"

The red sword energy and the white gun shadow died together, and a large red flame spread in the void, with heat waves billowing.

A heavy drumbeat sounded.

When Wang Changsheng heard the sound of the drum, he felt that his body was limp and he could not use any magic power. A pillar of red fire about ten feet in diameter shot out and hit Wang Changsheng's body instantly. The rolling flames drowned Wang Changsheng's body.

The void above his head fluctuated, and a giant blue palm filled with countless blue arcs suddenly appeared and was quickly photographed.

Boom!

The red sea of ​​fire was shattered into pieces, and Wang Changsheng fell out of the sea of ​​fire. He was wearing a blue armor and his eyes were cold.

"Spirit-killing Palm! You are also practicing the "Kui Shui Sutra"!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes were fixed on the young man in blue shirt. Tian Jiong once said that the Sun Moon Palace obtained the first half of the "Kui Shui Sutra" and pretended to be a Zhenhai Sect disciple to contact their ancestors and kill their ancestors. Fortunately, they Have a backup plan and escape.

From the moment the young man in blue shirt sacrificed the giant blue bead, Wang Changsheng felt something was wrong.

The young man in blue shirt smiled indifferently, and there was a loud thunder on the surface of his body. Countless blue arcs emerged, and his hair flew in the wind, like a thunder god.

At this time, Tian Jiong and Fairy Ziyue also used magic weapons to attack the Sun Moon Palace monks.

Countless red flames flew out of Tian Jiong's body, turning into a five-foot-long red firebird and pounced on the young man in blue shirt.

Fire defeats water. Tian Jiong's cultivation level is higher than that of the young man in blue shirt. He is the most suitable person to deal with the young man in blue shirt.

"This old guy practices Lieyan Zhengang Kung. You go and deal with them! Leave this kid to me."

The young woman in the red dress spoke, looking at Wang Changsheng with murderous intent.

They are not ordinary pill-forming monks. There are two palace masters in the Sun and Moon Palace. They are the disciples of the Sun Palace Master and the Moon Palace Palace Master. Although they are not big disciples, their strength is not comparable to that of ordinary pill-forming monks.

"Be careful. This guy is practicing the "Kui Shui Sutra". Be careful when he uses the Soul Killing Palm to sneak attack."

The young man in blue shirt warned him, and with a pinch of the secret, the blue giant ball suddenly changed direction and hit the red firebird.

A large blue light spot appeared around the giant blue bead, turning into five blue anacondas more than ten feet long, and pounced on the red firebird.

The young woman in the red dress opened her mouth, and thirteen rays of red light flew out, which turned out to be thirteen unique red flying swords.

With a pinch of her sword technique, the thirteen red flying swords blurred and turned into thousands of red flying swords, hitting Wang Changsheng like meteors falling to the ground.

Thousands of red flying swords quickly passed through the void, and a harsh sound of breaking through the air sounded in the void.