Rise of Qinglian

"The magical powers of the Multi-Eyed Clan are not weak. Our brother and sister teamed up and only injured two Multi-Eyed Tribes. They are too difficult to deal with."

Li Rufeng smiled bitterly.

"As long as the eyes of the Multi-Eyed Clan are destroyed, it won't be difficult to deal with them. All their magical powers are in their eyes."

Wang Changsheng disagreed. He made a summary and found many weaknesses of the Multi-Eye Clan.

"That being said, it's not easy to destroy the eyes of the multi-eyed people."

Li Rufeng sighed and said, different multi-eyed tribes have different magical powers.

The eyes of some multi-eyed tribes can fix magic weapons, and some can petrify magic weapons. It is said that the multi-eyed tribes in the integration stage can perform some kind of secret technique that tears apart the void.

"It's just the Multi-Eyed Clan, much easier to deal with than the Bone Clan."

A nine-foot-tall young man in white and a graceful girl in a blue dress walked up.

When Wang Changsheng saw the two people, his eyes flashed with surprise. He had seen these two people in Xuanguang Tower, but that was two years ago.

Because of their status as disciples of the Xuan Qing Sect, Wang Changsheng was deeply impressed by them.

"Fellow Daoist Shen and Fairy Han, let me introduce to you. These are Junior Brother Wang and Junior Sister Wang."

Chen Xin stood up, pointed at Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan and introduced them.

"I met Daoyou Wang and Mrs. Wang in Xiantianhong."

"My little sister Han Rongrong has met two fellow Taoists."

The young man in white and the girl in blue quickly reported their names, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan also reported their names.

The two sat down, drank tea and chatted together.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, have you ever fought against the Bone Clan?"

Wang Changsheng asked curiously. The Bone Clan is a bit similar to the Bone Corpse. The difference is that the Bone Clan is an independent individual, has its own thoughts, and can communicate with others, while the Bone Corpse is a refined corpse. Unless it reaches a high level, it cannot be cultivated. Will produce spiritual wisdom, and will not be able to communicate with others.

Shen Tianhong nodded and said calmly: "I have killed several Bone Clan in the God Transformation Stage. In comparison, the Multi-Eyed Clan is easier to deal with."

Listening to his tone, it seems that killing the Bone Clan and the Multi-Eyed Clan in the Divine Transformation Stage is a trivial matter.

"You don't know something, Fellow Daoist Wang, but there are no less than ten aliens in the God Transformation Stage who died at the hands of Fellow Daoist Shen."

Li Rufeng explained, his face full of admiration.

"Hey, the illusions of the Taoist friends are hard to guard against, so the Bone Clan will be less affected."

Chen Xin smiled and praised.

"Illusion!"

Surprise flashed across Wang Changsheng's eyes. When it came to illusions, Wang Changsheng thought of Bai Xin and Bai Ling'er from Donghuang. Their illusions were more powerful. Wang Changsheng had never experienced them personally. It took a certain amount of time for Wang Ruyan to use music to perform illusions.

The Xuanqing Sect is one of the top sects in the human race. It is not surprising that there are cultivators practicing illusion techniques. However, Shen Tianhong was able to kill many aliens in the deity stage, which shows that he has great magical powers.

"Fellow Daoist Wang and Mrs. Wang were able to kill two multi-eyed tribesmen in the god-transformation stage. I guess they are not weak in magical powers. Why don't the three of us compete?"

Shen Tianhong suggested, his face full of pride.

"Sparring? I'm enough on my own."

Wang Changsheng disagreed. Shen Tianhong was too crazy and planned to fight one against two.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I think it would be better for you to join forces with Mrs. Wang. Senior Brother Shen is one of our Xuan Qing Ten Heroes, and the senior brothers and sisters in the late stage of divine transformation may not be his opponents."

Han Rongrong reminded, her face full of confidence.

"Junior brother Wang, don't be too pretentious. Fellow Daoist Shen's magical power is quite big. Your consciousness is relatively powerful, but Fellow Daoist Shen's illusion skills are indeed very powerful."

Chen Xin sent a message to persuade.

"Sparring? Haha, I came at the right time, count me in."

A cheerful man's voice suddenly sounded, and as soon as he finished speaking, a burly young man in a red shirt walked up.

The young man in red shirt has a Chinese character face, wearing a red outfit, his skin is bronze, and he has two small axes with red light flowing in his waist. He exudes a faint evil aura.

Judging from the marks on his sleeves, he is obviously a disciple of the Divine Weapon Sect.

"I, Zhao Gang, have met all of you fellow Taoists."

The young man in red shirt cupped his fists and said, looking familiar.

Shen Tianhong narrowed his eyes, his gaze fell on Zhao Gang, and said: "Are you Daoist Fellow Zhao? I heard that if you fight one against two, the orcs will be at a disadvantage against two."

"Hehe, compared to Fellow Daoist Shen, Zhao is far behind. Today is a good day. How about we compare notes? It's interesting to make friends through martial arts. Drinking tea and chatting all the time is boring."

Zhao Gang was a little eager to try, his eyes were wild, and he looked like a martial arts fanatic.

Wang Changsheng looked Zhao Gang up and down, and he could naturally tell that Zhao Gang was a physical practitioner.

After arriving in Xuanyang Realm, Wang Changsheng didn't know many physical practitioners. Chen Xin was one of them, and now Zhao Gang was also included.

"Okay, let's use martial arts to make friends and let's compare notes."

Chen Xin readily agreed. For immortal cultivators, it is also beneficial to practice to learn Taoism with other monks.

Shen Tianhong and Zhao Gang are both elite disciples of their respective sects, and exchanging ideas with them is also a way of practice.

Wang Changsheng also agreed that by competing with elite disciples from other sects, one can clearly see one's own strength.

"I know a place that is a good place to spar and no one will bother us."

Li Rufeng said with a smile.

After a cup of tea, the ten of them appeared in a bluestone square covering an area of ​​10,000 acres. The square was paved with a large number of blue stones.

"Fellow Taoists, I'll go first!"

Chen Xin flew to the center of Qingshi Square with a calm expression.

"Okay, let my little sister come and meet with Fellow Daoist Chen."

Li Ruyue responded and flew down to the center of the square.

Li Rufeng took out a light cyan round token and injected it with magic power. A beam of cyan light flew out and disappeared into the ground.

Soon, countless mysterious runes appeared on the surface of the floor tiles, and a faint green light bloomed.

There was a flash of green light, and countless mysterious runes rushed out. After flying high into the sky, they suddenly turned into a thick blue light curtain, covering the entire bluestone square.

Wang Changsheng and others watched the battle outside the cyan light curtain, and Chen Xin and Li Ruyue could fight in peace.

At the beginning of the competition, Li Ruyue held out a steamy flag and inserted a magic spell. The flag lit up and a large area of ​​blue seawater gushed out, instantly turning into a blue river to protect her inside.

Li Ruyue pinched the magic trick, and the blue river rolled violently, setting off huge water tornadoes. After a blur, it turned into a blue torrent, carrying a harsh tsunami sound, and went straight towards Chen Xin.

Chen Xin showed no fear on his face. He flipped his right hand and golden light flashed. A shining golden iron rod appeared in his hand. After injecting mana, the golden iron rod's size skyrocketed.

With a flick of his wrist, the sound of breaking wind was loud, the shadow of the stick was like the wind, and the golden giant stick was like a white dragon in the waves, heading straight towards the blue torrent.

With a loud rumbling sound, the blue torrent was struck in half by the golden giant stick, split into two, and turned into two huge blue waves hundreds of feet high.