Rise of Qinglian

"Qiu Ming, you take a few people to guard the east side, Wang Xin will guard the south side, and my wife will stay here with me."

Wang Changsheng assigned tasks to his tribe. He has two spiritual objects, and with the water of the lunar calendar, he has a high chance of advancing to the stage of transformation into gods. When cultivators advance to the stage of transformation into gods, the physical body will undergo a phenomenon of sandalwood transformation. This process is relatively long and can easily attract other monsters.

Therefore, cultivators need someone to protect them when they reach the stage of becoming gods.

Naturally, Wang Ruyan and others were not ready. Wang Qiuming took his people to fly to the blue ice lake in the east and set up a formation near the lake.

Wang Yingjie used magic to build a white ice palace as a cave.

The environment here is not suitable for them to practice, but it is indeed a safe place.

Both the wood demon and the turtle fell into a deep sleep. When they woke up, they were likely to advance to the fourth level. Wang Changsheng placed them fifty miles away in the snow mountain and asked Wang Yingjie and others to build caves for them to prevent them from causing thunder disasters at the same time as him. The power of calamity.

When a cultivator reaches the stage of becoming a god, he will cause the Five-Ninth Thunder Tribulation, which is extremely powerful. If there happens to be a monk or a monster causing the Thunder Tribulation, the power of the Five-Ninth Thunder Tribulation will be even greater.

Wang Changsheng looked at the experiences of Zhenhaizong's ancestors in reaching the Divine Transformation Stage and got some inspiration.

Wang Ruyan's lion-lin beast also fell into a deep sleep and was placed fifty miles away in the snow-capped mountains. She lived at the foot of the mountain to protect Wang Changsheng and also practiced in seclusion.

Wang Changsheng used the Seven-Star Demon-Slaying Sword to carve out a simple stone chamber more than a hundred feet in size, and he arranged five sets of fourth-level formations in one go.

He sat down cross-legged and took out a batch of weapon refining materials and eighteen Dinghai Pearls. He planned to repair the Dinghai Pearls, otherwise the Dinghai Pearls might not be able to stop him during the tribulation.

All in all, after arriving in the Tianlan Realm, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan killed more than ten Yuanying monks, the lowest of whom were in the middle stage of Yuanying, and obtained a large amount of property and weapon refining materials.

With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's secret, eighteen Dinghai Pearls flew up and circled around Wang Changsheng.

He opened his mouth and spit out a piece of blue flame, which wrapped around eighteen Dinghai Pearls.

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At the foot of the mountain, there is a simple grotto over a hundred feet in size.

Wang Ruyan sat cross-legged on a blue futon, eyes closed.

This time in Tianlan Realm, she and Wang Changsheng experienced many things. The most important thing was to kill Shangguan Wei, her son-killing enemy, and settle a regret in her heart.

Dots of blue light emerged from Wang Ruyan's body, turning into mysterious musical notes, and a melodious fairy sound sounded.

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Huang Fugui stood on the snow, looking at the white mountains in the distance, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The Demon Buried Icefield is one of the three most dangerous places in the Tianlan Realm. Even the god-transformation monks dare not go deep into it. Huang Fugui wants to try it out. The techniques he practices are quite special and his practice speed is slow. However, if he practices step by step, he can advance to a higher level. Realm is only a matter of time, but the magical power is not strong, so he needs a powerful magic weapon.

Huang Fugui did not dare to fight to the death with monks of the same level, but he was brave enough to hunt for treasures, which was his old profession.

"We'll wait and see for a while before talking. There's no rush."

Huang Fugui said to himself that he was able to practice to this day not by being reckless, but by being steady.

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To the northeast of Tianlan Realm, Wanma Grassland.

The unique geographical environment of Wanma Grassland is suitable for domesticating spiritual horses. It is the largest horse farm of Tianlan Sect and has domesticated tens of thousands of spiritual horses.

A piece of rolling grassland, the ground was in a mess, there were many huge potholes, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying on it.

Fang Mu was panting, his face was pale, there was a blood hole as big as a fist on his left chest, and his right leg was a bloody mess. His expression was fanatical. Nine Nascent Soul Stage corpses transformed a tall, golden-shirted young man with delicate features. Surrounded by people, the young man in a golden shirt wore a golden jade crown and a white jade belt around his waist, dressed like a rich man.

Shangguan Ming, the descendant of Shangguan Tianhong.

Shangguanming's face was pale, his clothes were stained with a lot of blood, and he looked a little embarrassed.

The nine refined corpses were covered in blood and flesh. They were human-like and animal-like. Their cold eyes stared directly at Shangguan Ming.

"Hehe, there are several spiritual treasures, and you are really rich. You are probably the descendant of some old monster who transformed into a god!"

Fang Mu chuckled, his eyes wild.

The technique he practiced was quite special. After the nine heavenly corpses were promoted to the Yuanying stage, Fang Mu used the corpse energy of the nine heavenly corpses to successfully practice to the late Yuanying stage. He came to the Tianlan world for decades and died in his There are as many as twenty Nascent Soul cultivators in his hands. In terms of performance, he is definitely the best.

The nine heavenly corpses that can perform Taoist and magical powers are equivalent to nine Nascent Soul monks, plus Fang Mu, there are ten Nascent Soul monks, and few Nascent Soul monks are his opponents.

If Shangguanming hadn't owned several spiritual treasures, Fang Mu would have killed Shangguanming long ago.

"Hmph, raising and refining corpses is causing harm to the world. I will act on behalf of heaven and get rid of this devil like you."

Shangguanming sneered, his face filled with murderous intent.

"To harm the world, huh, compared to hypocrites like you, Fang doesn't dare to be called a devil. If it weren't for your Tianlan Realm invasion, would I have come to the Tianlan Realm? What kind of ability is it to rely on your ancestors to show off evil? There are so many cases. Lingbao, you should have died long ago.”

Fang Mu sneered and said with a squeeze of his magic formula, a refined corpse stomped hard on the ground.

The ground shook violently, and the ground within a radius of more than ten miles turned into sand. A strong wind suddenly blew up, and countless yellow gravels were blown up and headed straight for Shangguan Ming.

Shangguanming didn't dare to be careless. He waved the green feather fan in his hand, strong winds blew up, and a green wind wall hundreds of feet high appeared out of thin air, blocking him in front of him.

Dense yellow gravel hit the green wind wall, and there was a muffled sound of fried beans.

The dense yellow gravel gathered together and turned into a huge yellow sand curtain, trapping Shangguanming inside.

"Break it for me."

Shangguan Ming shouted loudly, pinched the magic formula, and the red light of the three-legged cauldron in front of him rose sharply. The red dragon on the cauldron let out a loud roar, and a large piece of red flame swept out. The three of them could not breathe. , several miles in size, facing the yellow sand curtain.

Boom!

After an earth-shaking loud noise, the yellow sand curtain disappeared, as did Fang Mu and the nine refined corpses.

"He escaped again, damn it."

Shangguan Ming said angrily, generally speaking, a monk can master only a limited number of magical powers. Most monks are proficient in two or three magical powers. However, Fang Mu’s Heavenly Corpse Master masters a total of nine different magical powers, integrating attack, defense and escape. .

His spirit treasure can only hurt Fang Mu's refined corpse, but cannot kill it. Who made Fang Mu's heavenly corpse know how to defend himself?

He glanced at the corpses of his fellow disciples on the ground, his brows furrowed, and the murderous intention in his heart became stronger. If Fang Mu was not removed, the threat would become greater.

If all Fang Mu's heavenly corpses were cultivated to the stage of becoming gods, no one in the Tianlan world would be able to stop Fang Mu.

Shangguanming put away the corpses of his fellow disciples and turned into a ray of light and flew away. He was now in a very weak state and was in danger of dying if he continued to chase Fang Mu.