Rise of Qinglian

Fortunately, Chen Yueying and Yang Qinglong did not die, otherwise they would be in trouble.

"Senior Sister Liu, are you relying on us to counterattack?"

Wang Ruyan frowned and said, the Void Refining monks can only be regarded as high-level thugs in the race war and cannot decide the outcome of the war. The Jinpeng clan has fusion monks.

"Of course not. There will be a combined monk leading the team. It may be a combined monk from our Zhenhai Palace, or it may be a combined monk from other sects. There is a high probability that it will be a combined monk from the Cold Flame Sect."

Liu Yumei explained.

"Senior Sister Liu, how is the battle on the front lines in the border city?"

Wang Changsheng asked about the battle situation on the front line. Wang Qingshan led his clansmen to fight against the aliens on the front line. The natal soul lamps of many clan members were extinguished. Fortunately, Wang Qingshan's natal soul lamps were not extinguished yet.

"I heard that we repelled the attack of the alien race, with a lot of losses and a lot of results. I don't know the specific situation."

Liu Yumei didn't know much. It was tens of trillions of miles away from the border town, and there was no direct teleportation array. She could only teleport multiple times to rush to the front line, so it was difficult to grasp the first-hand information immediately.

Of course, there are large communication arrays and communication treasures in the border town, but they are used by the combined monks for communication and are rarely used. To know the specific losses, post-war statistics are needed.

Wang Changsheng was a little disappointed. He thought Liu Yumei knew the situation on the front line!

"Senior Sister Liu, you have worked hard all the way, so take a good rest first."

Wang Ruyan called Wang Qingcheng and asked him to personally arrange accommodation for Liu Yumei and the four of them and entertain them well.

Returning to Qinglian Peak, Wang Ruyan said to Wang Changsheng: "Husband, please use snow lotus jade ointment to heal your wounds first! I don't know how long this battle will last!"

Ordinary thunder and lightning power could not hurt Wang Changsheng. The alien race came prepared and used treasures specifically to restrain physical cultivation, but they only injured Wang Changsheng, not to the extent of serious injury.

As his cultivation level increased, Wang Changsheng's physical body became stronger and more resilient.

Even if there is no healing elixir, it would take a hundred or eighty years to recover, or a few hundred years to be slow. For an ordinary Void Refining monk, it would take at least hundreds of years, or at most, thousands of years.

Wang Changsheng nodded and walked into the basement. He took out a pale golden jade box and opened it. Some snow-white paste-like objects appeared in front of him. The white paste-like objects gave off a special floral fragrance.

He took off his clothes and applied the snow lotus jade ointment to the wound, and a slight cooling feeling spread.

He bandaged the wound, sat down cross-legged, and performed exercises to heal the wound.

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Xuanguang City is a manor with an extremely large area and a secluded courtyard with green tiles.

Deng Tianqi was sitting in a blue stone pavilion with a young woman in a red dress with delicate features, drinking tea and chatting.

The young woman in the red dress is Liu Yuehong, Deng Tianqi's Taoist companion. In the early stages of their transformation into gods, the two were very much in love and had many children and grandchildren.

"Husband, you shouldn't have a dispute with Wang Daoyou. We can't afford to offend Zhenhai Palace."

Liu Yuehong advised kindly.

"Hmph, the Wang family is not Zhenhai Palace. Could it be that the Wang family is an affiliated family of Zhenhai Palace? Do I have to kneel down to him?"

Deng Tianqi said with some dissatisfaction that what he did not tell Liu Yuehong was that the Deng family arranged a better marriage for Deng Tianqi back then. Because Deng Tianqi had a grudge with Wang Qingfeng, the marriage fell on his rival.

"Are you still reasonable? The family will be defeated by you sooner or later."

An angry man's voice suddenly sounded. As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, thin man in green robe walked in. The man's facial features were straight, his face was fair, and his aura was stronger than Deng Tianqi's.

Deng Hongbin, Deng Tianqi's second uncle, is in the late stage of becoming a god.

"Second uncle, why are you here?"

Deng Tianqi looked a little nervous when he saw Deng Hongbin.

Deng Hongbin took good care of him, but was very strict with him.

"Humph, it's not a good thing you have done. I have repeatedly told you to make more friends. It would be better for you to have trouble with Wang Qingfeng. The matter between you and him has been spread everywhere."

Deng Hongbin reprimanded him unceremoniously, saying that Deng Tianqi had a grudge against Wang Qingfeng and suffered a lot for it.

After so many years, Deng Tianqi still has trouble getting along with Wang Qingfeng.

"I didn't do anything, I just bickered."

Deng Tianqi snorted lightly and said nonchalantly.

"Have a quarrel? If this matter spreads back to the clan, do you think you can become the next head of the family? Before your father died, he asked me to take good care of you. I brought you out this time in the hope that you will perform meritorious service and become the next head of the family."

Deng Hongbin said sincerely that he had no children and had always regarded Deng Tianqi as his own son.

"Second uncle, my husband knows that he is wrong, and I will look at him."

Liu Yuehong put in a good word for Deng Tianqi.

"I understand, second uncle, I will pay attention."

Deng Tianqi agreed. As for whether he heard it or not, only he himself knows.

Deng Hongbin wanted to say something else, but a huge siren sounded, and a majestic man's voice spread throughout Xuanguang City: "All monks return to their residences and wait for orders to prepare for counterattack."

"Counterattack?"

Deng Hongbin was stunned. He quickly reacted and ordered: "Get ready to fight against the alien race."

Deng Tianqi and Liu Yuehong agreed and went down to prepare.

In a splendid palace, True Lord Jinding sat on the main seat, and more than thirty monks sat on both sides with solemn expressions.

"According to the order of Senior Lin of the Xuanqing Sect, we are preparing to counterattack the aliens. I will stay behind in Xuanguang City. Daoyou Huang, Mrs. Xie, Daoyou Jiang, Daoyou Li, and Daoyou Liu will lead the counterattack."

Jinding Zhenjun said in a heavy tone that he would obey the orders of the Mahayana monks.

Liu Yilong and others agreed to come down and discuss specific matters.

Relying on Xuanguang City's formation, they were able to block the alien attack and fight head-on with the aliens. The losses would definitely be considerable, so they had to be well prepared.

After more than an hour of discussion, they reached an agreement. Liu Yilong used the beast flute to drive the monsters brought by the alien race, and the human monks took the opportunity to kill them.

After the discussion, they each returned to deploy their troops and generals.

Half an hour later, hundreds of thousands of monks gathered on the city wall, with different expressions on their faces.

"Senior Lin from the Xuanqing Sect has given us an order to counterattack the aliens. We will be rewarded for killing the aliens. If we join the aliens or retreat from the battle, we will be killed without mercy."

After Liu Yilong said this, he took the lead to fly out. Xie Ying and others quickly followed. There were more than 300,000 monks, most of whom were sent out. Five combined monks were dispatched.

In less than a quarter of an hour, they stopped on an endless plain. The Jinghuo Tribe had already received the news and were waiting in formation without fear of the human monks.

There were not many monsters in the alien camp. Their spies discovered that the humans had mobilized in large numbers to drive away the monsters to prevent them from being used by the humans.

"Kill them all."

Yan Ji shouted loudly, and the Jinghuo cultivators cast spells one after another. They waved red flags, and there was a deafening roar in the sky. A huge red fire cloud appeared in the sky, and the temperature suddenly increased.

The orcs and other races took action one after another to attack the human monks, and the human monks fought back.