Rise of Qinglian

Xuanguang City has many fused monks stationed there all year round, gathering millions of monks. This is an important line of defense for the human race against alien races.

In a certain secret room, True Lord Jinding sat cross-legged on a light golden futon, his eyes closed tightly, his hands forming a seal, and a huge humanoid shadow floating above his head.

Most of the body of the humanoid shadow glowed with a dazzling metallic luster, as if it were a solid body.

After a while, a transmission note flew in.

The humanoid shadow above the head of True Lord Jinding slowly disappeared. He opened his eyes and frowned.

He grabbed the transmission note and crushed it, and a panicked voice suddenly sounded: "Master, something bad has happened. The alien army is coming towards here. There are five fusion monks leading the team. There are more than a hundred monks in the Void Refining alone. The leader is Qinglin from the Jinghuo Tribe.”

True Lord Jinding's face darkened, it was really strange that the aliens invaded in large numbers for no reason.

No matter what, if such a big thing happens, we must seek help from all major forces.

He took out a shimmering magic disk, entered a magic formula, and ordered: "Immediately seek help from other forces. The monks in the city will stop taking vacations and prepare to face the enemy."

"Yes, master."

A respectful male voice suddenly sounded.

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Thousands of miles away from Xuan Guangcheng, there are millions of aliens stationed in an open area. You can see all kinds of strange birds and beasts, as well as half-demon, orcs, spiritual tribes, multi-eyed tribes and so on.

In a splendid palace, four men, one woman and five monks were discussing something, their faces solemn.

Yan Ji and Bai Xuan are both inside. In this battle, they represent the Jinghuo tribe and command the alien coalition forces.

"Fairy Yan, Fellow Daoist Bai, we have millions of soldiers, and with the cooperation of the monsters and beasts, there is no need to wait here. If you ask me, we will go straight to Xuanguang City."

A middle-aged man with a tiger head and body said nonchalantly, his skin was blue.

Hu Zai, the representative of the orc tribe, is in the middle stage of integration.

The overall strength of the Orcs is not strong. Originally, the Fire Clan was a vassal of the Orcs, but after the rise of the Fire Clan, the relationship changed.

"It's better to be cautious. Be careful when sailing the ten thousand year ship. Since the establishment of Xuanguang City, we have only attacked three times. At least ten people must be mobilized to break through. The human race is good at forming formations and refining weapons. If we rush to attack the city, we will lose our strength. .”

An old man in green robes with a rosy face suggested. There were some green spiritual patterns on his face and hands, and there were two small golden flowers on his shoulders.

Mucha, the representative of the Spirit Clan, in the early stage of integration.

Strong sacrifice reads sacrifice. "I have no objection. I listen to Fairy Yan and Fellow Daoist Bai."

A tall golden skull shrugged and said nonchalantly.

The surface of the golden skull is shining with golden light, and there are two golden flames in the empty eye sockets. Gu Xin, the representative of the Bone Clan, is in the early stage of integration.

It is difficult for the Bone Race and the Spirit Race to reproduce, their numbers are small, and their strength is limited.

"It's not the appointed time yet. Let's practice hard first. I don't know how many people will die in this battle. Maybe we will all join in."

Yan Ji's face was solemn.

At this time 17B*xW* Zhang Si. "Fairy Yan, with just the five of us, even if we break through Xuanguang City, we won't be able to penetrate into the heart of the human race! Why are we going to war?"

Mu Chan wondered, every time the Jinghuo Tribe launched a war, small tribes like them had to send people to participate and take the lead. To be honest, he didn't want to start a war with the human race at all, but he didn't dare to disobey the Jinghuo Tribe's orders, otherwise the Linghuo Tribe would The clan had been wiped out long ago.

"Don't worry, there are other fellow Taoists who are just putting some pressure on the human race. As for our purpose, I don't know. I am acting under the orders of the high priest. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy. Those who have made great contributions will be punished. The reward includes the Fire Sky Orb."

Yan Ji's tone was stern.

"Fire Sky Orb? Fairy Yan? Seriously?"

Hu Kai's breathing became rapid. The Fire Sky Orb is an exclusive treasure of the Jinghuo Tribe. Fusion monks can use this object to survive the great tribulation and weaken the power of the thunder tribulation. It is only a one-time use item and is not easy to refine. Even if As a member of the Jinghuo tribe in the Fusion stage, it is not easy to obtain the Fire Orb, and it will not be leaked easily.

"Of course, why are you lying to me! Send people to practice well first. If you want to get the Fire Orb, you have to work hard. You can keep it if you want. If the high priest knows, you know the consequences."

Yan Ji's tone was cold. After she entered the integration stage, she used the Fire Sky Orb to survive a great calamity. The second great calamity was even more powerful. The Fire Sky Orb could still be of some use. The third great calamity Tribulation is of no use.

The Jinghuo Tribe has mastered the method of refining the Fire Sky Orb, and has a relatively large number of combined monks. The five major races in the Xuanling Continent all have similar treasures or formations, but the refining is very difficult and can only be used once or twice. .

Hu Kai and Mu Chan shuddered and agreed.

Bai Xuan said nothing, his face calm.

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Xuanling City is more than five million miles long and thousands of feet high. It is also one of the border cities. There are fusion monks stationed in it all year round. There are millions of monks gathered in the city.

The defense target of Xuanling City is the Yaksha tribe. The Yaksha tribe is one of the five major races in Xuanling Continent. There is currently a Mahayana monk. The Yaksha tribe's physical strength is extremely strong, and it is difficult to damage with magic weapons. It is difficult to deal with it.

In order to deal with the Yaksha tribe, Lord Lei Jiao of Wanling Sect was specially stationed in Xuanling City.

Under normal circumstances, no one would disturb True Lord Thunder Dragon's cultivation.

In a secret room, Lord Thunder Dragon sat cross-legged on a golden futon and practiced, with his eyes closed tightly. A huge thunder dragon phantom floated above his head, and most of the lightning dragons shone like a real entity.

Thunder Dragon True Lord is a half-demon, but he grew up in Wanling Sect and considers himself a human race. He is proficient in thunder magic. Two of the Yasha tribe in the Fusion Stage died at his hands, which is well-known.

After a while, Lord Thunder Dragon seemed to notice something, and the shadow of the Thunder Dragon above his head suddenly dispersed, turning into dots of silver light and disappearing.

He opened his eyes, removed a magic disk with flashing blue light, and entered a magic formula. A panicked female voice suddenly sounded: "Uncle Long, something bad is going on. The Yaksha tribe's army is coming towards here. , it is conservatively estimated to be as many as one million, and there are at least three monks in the integration stage."

Control the big one and control the owl. "Why are you panicking? I'm here, so don't panic. Send a message immediately and ask for support. I'll go out right away. I've been in seclusion for many years. I happen to have itchy hands and kill a few aliens in the integration period."

Lord Thunder Dragon said in a deep voice, looking confident.

"Yes, Uncle Long."

Lord Thunder Dragon stood up, moved his hands and feet, and said to himself: "I hope I can get some good things from the Yasha tribe, otherwise it will be difficult to survive the next great disaster."

Almost at the same time, the border towns of the human race asked for help one after another. A large number of immortal cultivators and supplies were transported to the border towns, and the various sects mobilized their troops and generals.