Rise of Qinglian

He couldn't defeat Wang Changsheng, so naturally he didn't dare to disobey Wang Changsheng's orders.

The ant is still greedy for life, not to mention that he has finally reached the stage of becoming a god.

Wang Changsheng opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. With a pinch of the magic formula, the blood flowed around and turned into a bloody lotus. It flew towards Xiao Miexian, got into Xiao Miexian's head and disappeared.

There was a flash of blood, and there was a bloody lotus mark on the head of the Immortal Owl.

"I'll give you an hour to give an order to your men to retreat immediately and stop invading the human race. You can run, but consider the consequences. If you dare to betray me, it will not be as simple as death."

Wang Changsheng's tone was indifferent.

"Yes, Tao...Master."

Xiao Miexian agreed repeatedly and turned into a golden light and walked away.

Less than half an hour later, Xiao Miexian came back with a respectful expression.

"Master, it's all done. After receiving my order, they will return to their lair. What should they do next? Master, please give me instructions."

Xiao Miexian said carefully, he could easily kill Golden Flower without using any treasures. This person was definitely not an ordinary god.

"I'm going to the South China Sea. Tell me what you know on the way."

Wang Changsheng ordered.

"Yes, Master, I would like to ask you, who is the master's last name? I have never heard of the master before. If I knew the existence of the master, I would not dare to kill the subordinate."

Xiao Miexian's expression was respectful.

"My name is Wang Changsheng. You should be more familiar with the name Taihao Master."

Wang Changsheng said softly.

Xiao Miexian was stunned, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes were about to fall out. Master Taihao is still alive? Judging by the time, he should have passed away, right?

Wang Changsheng saw the confusion of Xiao Miexian and explained: "This time I will deal with some minor troubles from the lower realm of Xuanyang Realm. Do your job well, and I will give you a chance to help you ascend to Xuanyang Realm."

"The lower realm? Ascension to the Xuanyang Realm?"

Xiao Miexian's voice trembled. The power of the spiritual world came down to the lower world. No wonder he easily killed Jin Hua.

"Yes, Master, I'm so messed up. I will not give up even if I die. I will send my master to Qinglian Island in the South China Sea first."

The golden light of Immortal Owl's body shines brightly, and it turns into a giant golden owl with wings spread over a hundred feet, with two heads and claws shining with golden light.

Wang Changsheng was very satisfied with Xiao Miexian's attitude and jumped on the back of the golden owl.

The giant golden owl flapped its wings lightly, blowing up a strong wind and carrying Wang Changsheng to fly high into the sky.

Less than half a month later, all the demon clan withdrew from the human race's territory, and millions of creatures were spared.

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South China Sea, Qinglian Island, Wang Family.

In the meeting hall, Wang Qinghao sat in the main seat, and more than 20 members of the Wang family sat on both sides, looking respectful.

The prosperity comes with the decline. More than 2,000 years ago, the Wang family ushered in its most prosperous period. Two gods and more than twenty Nascent Souls were in the limelight. Many clan members failed in their attempt to transform into gods. The older generation of Nascent Souls The monks passed away one after another, and the Wang family now only has three Nascent Souls, falling into a situation of no support.

This situation is very common. Every force has a period of prosperity and a period of decline.

The Shen family was almost wiped out, but several geniuses appeared later, and there are currently more than twenty Nascent Soul cultivators.

The Murong family supported by the Wang family has had great luck, and many Tianlinggen monks have emerged. Currently, there are twelve Nascent Soul monks, and six Nascent Soul monks have emerged from the Zhenhai Sect.

With Wang Qinghao here, the Wang family is still one of the top ten immortal cultivating families in the South China Sea, and no force dares to provoke Wang Qinghao.

The life span of monsters is longer than that of monks of the same level. Wang Qinghao has taken the elixir to prolong life and has more than 800 years of life span. He is currently in the middle stage of becoming a god.

"Ancestor, the Hai Clan's offensive is very fierce. They have captured the Baili Family and are coming towards our Wang Family."

A tall, thin old man in green robes spoke, with a worried look on his face.

Wang Zongming, in the middle stage of Yuanying, is a descendant of Wang Changsheng and the current head of the Wang family.

"The Sea Clan has two transformed gods and a spiritual treasure that reaches the sky. It's not easy to deal with them."

"We, the Wang family, can't stop us alone!"

"Yes! The Sea Clan has destroyed many forces."

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Many clan elders were talking about it, their faces full of worry.

The Wang family has been in decline over the years, and it is all supported by Wang Qinghao. No one thinks that the family can survive this period.

"Where is Ten Thousand Beast Island! Have the people sent to Ten Thousand Beast Island come back?"

Wang Qinghao asked with a frown.

"The Island of Ten Thousand Beasts was also attacked by the Sea Clan. It suffered heavy losses and had no time to support us. There are demon-shaped demons in the Central Plains causing chaos, there are fifth-level sand beasts in the Western Desert causing trouble to the world, and the major forces in the northern Xinjiang are fighting among themselves."

Wang Zongming's mouth is full of bitterness, and the house is leaking and it rains continuously all night. Now everywhere in the Dongli community is not peaceful, no one cares about others, and everyone sweeps the snow in front of their door.

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There was a huge roar and sirens blaring.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack."

"The Sea Clan is coming to kill us! What should we do now?"

"How about we activate the clan protection formation and dive Qinglian Island into the bottom of the sea! We can hide for eighteen hundred years before we talk."

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Many tribesmen expressed their opinions. This time the Hai Clan mobilized a large number of troops. If the Wang family wanted to overcome this difficulty, they could only activate the island protection formation and escape Qinglian Island to the bottom of the sea.

"Why are you panicking? I'm here, don't panic, just follow me out and take a look."

Wang Qinghao said in a deep voice, turned into a white escaping light and flew away through the air, flying outside.

Outside Qinglian Island, a sky-high wave lay on the sea. Thousands of sea tribesmen stood on the wave, most of them half-demon.

The leader was a young woman in a blue dress with gorgeous facial features. She had several blue scales on her arms, half a blue scale on her face, and her eyes were blue.

The whale jade bead is in the middle stage of becoming a god. Its body is a fifth-level middle-grade sea-swallowing whale.

"Whale Fairy, you are so magnificent. What do you want to bring so many people to our Wang family?"

Wang Qinghao asked with a cold face.

"You Wang family? You are a fifth-level dragon, and you are willing to guard the gate for the Wang family? Why bother! Why not join our sea clan? I am willing to practice dual cultivation with you. Let's join hands. No one in the Dongli world can be our opponent. In the future, we will ascend to the spiritual realm. Boundaries are not a problem either.”

Jing Yuzhu's tone was full of temptation, and she was speaking the truth.

The dragon clan in the South China Sea has declined. In the entire Dongli Realm, there is only one fifth-level dragon, Wang Qinghao. In her eyes, only Wang Qinghao is worthy of being her Taoist companion.

"Hmph, I grew up in the Wang family. The Wang family is my home. If you really want to deal with the Wang family, I will be the first to refuse."

Wang Qinghao's tone was indifferent.

"Growing up in the royal family? The human monks only treat you as a slave. They never treat you as a family member. You won't really listen to the lies of the human monks. You really treat them as relatives! I don't know what kind of illusion Fairy Bailing has given you. Soul Medicine, you are actually willing to guard the Wang family for more than two thousand years."

Jing Yuzhu sneered, with a look of disdain.

"Shut up, I don't allow you to say that about my sister."

Wang Qinghao's face turned cold, and his body glowed white, turning into a white dragon that was more than a hundred feet long, with a pair of white flesh wings growing on its back.

Amidst a deafening dragon roar, the white dragon pounced on the whale jade bead.