Rise of Qinglian

Tianlan Sect, the general altar of Tianlan Realm.

In a certain secret room, Long Xin sat cross-legged on a golden futon, with his eyes closed tightly and his hands forming seals. As he inhaled and exhaled, bits of golden light poured into his body along his mouth and nose.

The secret room suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake.

Long Xin frowned, the golden light on his body dissipated, and he opened his eyes with a gloomy look.

This situation has never happened since the Tianlan Sect unified the Tianlan world. Who dares to kill the Tianlan Sect's general altar? Could it be that he is a god-transforming monk from the Dongli Realm? He shouldn’t be!

He was concerned about the god-transformation monks in the Dongli Realm, and did not let the people below kill all the Dongli Realm monks in the Qianhu Realm. He just picked a few soft persimmons and killed the chickens to scare the monkeys. Move out, otherwise you won't be able to kill Tianlan Sect's main altar!

He took out a light blue compass, entered a magic formula, and asked in a deep voice: "Liu Yu, what happened?"

Liu Yu is his disciple, in the middle stage of Yuanying, and he handles chores in his daily life.

"Master, Qinglian Sword Master has gone to the main altar to kill many of his fellow disciples."

Liu Yu's voice was filled with panic.

"Qinglian Sword Lord! Where did this person come from?"

Long Xin wondered, he had never heard of this god-transformation monk.

"The Qinglian Sword Master comes from the Wang family, the same Wang family where the Qinglian Immortal Couple lives."

Long Xin's face darkened, and his eyes were full of fear. Before Shangguan Tianhong left, he had repeatedly warned him not to provoke the Wang family where the Qinglian Immortal Couple lived.

Long Xin did the same thing. He sent people to subdue most of the Dongli Realm monks in Qianhu Realm and didn't make much trouble for the Wang family. How could Qinglian Sword Master kill Tianlan Sect's main altar?

Needless to say, the people below must have disobeyed orders and went too far, angering the Qinglian Sword Master.

Long Xin is the descendant of Long Xiaoyao, and his true form is a fifth-level dragon. He is not as powerful as Shangguan Tianhong and cannot suppress other god-forming monks. It is not surprising that some people disobey his orders.

Long Xin put away the interrogation tray and left the secret room.

The Tianlan Sect's main altar was enveloped in a sea of ​​blue flames covering a radius of hundreds of miles. A large number of buildings were on fire and a large number of corpses fell to the ground.

Wang Qingshan stood high in the sky out of thin air, holding the Green Lotus Sword in his right hand. The sword of the Green Lotus Sword was stained with some blood. Opposite him, thousands of feet away in the void, stood an old man in blue robes who was as thin as a bamboo pole and had thin cheeks. , the left arm of the old man in blue robe was missing, and his face was slightly pale.

Nine green glass swords floated next to Wang Qingshan, and each green glass sword was stained with some blood.

After Wang Qingshan left the Wild Wind Secret Realm, he gathered his clansmen and found that hundreds of clansmen had died directly or indirectly at the hands of Tianlan Sect monks. He asked the clansmen to find a place to hide and single-handedly killed them at the Tianlan Sect's main altar.

He searched Ye Xueyao's Nascent Soul and found that Tianlan Sect did have fifteen god-forming monks, but they were scattered across two interfaces, which was a good thing for him.

He used the Sky-Breaking Spirit Blade to come to Tianlan Sect and kill directly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, are you trying to make an enemy of our Tianlan Sect? Do you really think we dare not attack your Wang family?"

A majestic male voice suddenly came from the sky, echoing throughout the Tianlan Sect.

As soon as he finished speaking, the space above Wang Qingshan's head fluctuated, and a golden dragon claw of more than a hundred feet appeared out of thin air. The claws were as sharp as a knife. It was photographed head-on. Before it fell, the void trembled slightly.

Wang Qingshan didn't even raise his head, and struck the top of his head with the Qinglian Sword in his hand.

"Keng!"

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, the golden dragon claw was cut in half by the Qinglian Sword, and powerful waves of air erupted.

A golden light flew from a distance and stopped next to the blue-robed old man. It was Long Xin.

Long Xin glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, and his expression became ugly. No matter what, he was the leader of Tianlan Sect, and Wang Qingshan was slapping him in the face.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you are so brave, you actually came to our Tianlan Sect main altar and killed so many of our disciples."

Long Xin said with a cold face, full of murderous intent.

"Junior Brother Long, this person has great magical powers and is proficient in swordsmanship. Be careful."

The old man in blue robe sent a message to remind him that he had entered the stage of transformation earlier than Long Xin. If Shangguan Tianhong had not passed the throne to Long Xin, Long Xin would not have been able to become the leader of the clan.

Relying on his seniority, he practiced in seclusion in the main altar, and sent his disciples and disciples to search for resources for cultivating immortals for him to practice. The other monks of the Transformation God did the same, and a large number of Tianlan Sect monks searched for resources for cultivating immortals in Qianhu Realm.

When Shangguan Tianhong was here, all the god-transforming monks sent their disciples and disciples to search for resources for cultivating immortals. The difference was that they did not dare to disobey Shangguan Tianhong's orders. It was hard for Long Xin to say that.

Long Xin nodded and said nothing.

"I think it was your Tianlan Sect who was so bold that you killed hundreds of my people. How should we settle the score? I can deal with you without Uncle Ninth and Aunt Nine taking action."

Wang Qingshan said coldly that there were not many god-transforming monks in Tianlan Sect's main altar, otherwise he would not dare to kill them. The main reason was that Long Xin could not suppress other god-transforming monks, and Tianlan Sect's current cohesion was not as good as before.

A good person is bullied by others, and a good person is ridiculed by others. The Tianlan Sect did not dare to attack the Wang family monks at first, but the Wang family monks repeatedly gave in, and the Tianlan Sect monks pressed forward step by step, and then killed the Wang family monks for the resources of cultivating immortals. .

Wang Qingshan has been trapped in an independent space for hundreds of years, and Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan have not shown up for hundreds of years. As a result, the younger generation of Tianlan Sect has never heard of the name of the Qinglian Immortal Couple. It is inevitable that there will be disciples who want to cultivate immortality. Resources killed Wang family monks, who made the Wang family's territory in Qianhu world too large.

Hundreds of clan members were killed, so naturally Wang Qingshan would not just let it go. Blood debts must be paid with blood. If he did not teach Tianlan Sect a lesson, Tianlan Sect might go too far.

"Kill hundreds of your people? Is this the reason why you killed our Tianlan Sect?"

Long Xin frowned and thought to himself: "These idiots, please don't embarrass the Wang family too much. They actually killed hundreds of monks from the Wang family."

"Isn't this enough? If you kill one member of my clan, I will kill a hundred of your Tianlan Sect."

Wang Qingshan's sword technique changed, and the aura of the nine green glass swords surged, turning into nine bright cyan sword lights, heading straight for Long Xin and the blue-robed old man.

At the same time, the blue sea of ​​​​fire suddenly condensed and turned into a green peacock more than a hundred feet tall, with its whole body wrapped in countless green flames.

The green peacock spread its wings and headed straight for Long Xin.

Long Xin's face darkened, and thousands of golden lights bloomed, covering dozens of miles in radius.

Nine cyan sword lights pierced into the golden light, as if they had hit a copper wall and an iron wall, unable to move forward.

Wang Qingshan pressed the sword technique, and the nine green sword lights suddenly surged and merged into one, turning into a blue giant sword that held up the sky, exuding a heaven-destroying aura.

The golden light was like tissue paper, all shattered, and the sky-holding giant sword instantly appeared above Long Xin's head.

Long Xin was shocked and turned pale. After a burst of dazzling golden light, his hands turned into a pair of giant golden claws and slapped the giant sword up to the sky.