Rise of Qinglian

Qingyuan Mountains, a small hillside.

Wang Qingshan and Lu Shisan were chatting, while Cao Yihong and others stood aside.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I heard that the founder of Tianshou Mountain, Tianshou Zhenren, entered Xuanling Tianzun's dojo and captured a sixth-level lightning falcon. It is said that it has a trace of Lei Peng's blood. Tianshou Zhenren died in a great disaster. This Lei Peng has also disappeared, and I don’t know if there are any descendants left.”

Lu Shisan sighed, meaning something.

"Who knows, it's been so many years."

Wang Qingshan shook his head and said, "Hearing is false, seeing is believing."

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A stretch of rolling green mountains and a secret underground cave.

A burly young man in a gold shirt stood aside, while a golden spider puppet and a red giant ape puppet were attacking a black giant bear with a dark body.

There is a black tree more than ten feet high in the lower left corner, with dozens of dark fruits hanging on the tree.

Wang Lianghong, he is the descendant of Wang Qingfeng. A yellow mouse is lying on his shoulder. It is a double-eyed mouse.

When Wang Qinghao ascended to Xuanyang Realm, he brought some double-eyed rats with him. Many members of the Wang family raised double-eyed rats to search for elixirs.

With a loud rumbling sound, the black giant bear was drowned by the rolling flames. A golden spider web fell from the sky, covering the black giant bear.

The black giant bear's claws grabbed the golden spider web and pulled hard. The golden spider web suddenly fell apart. The giant ape puppet had already rushed in front of it, and billowing flames poured out of its right arm, hitting the black giant bear's head.

A shrill roar sounded, and the giant black bear's head exploded like a watermelon, turning into a mist of blood.

A mini black bear flew out of the body. Wang Lianghong took out a green gourd and took away the mini black bear.

He picked spiritual fruits and even dug up the spiritual fruit trees.

After walking out of the cave, Wang Lianghong sacrificed a flying eagle puppet and flew high into the sky.

A rumbling explosion sounded, and a huge blue lotus appeared in the sky, very conspicuous.

Wang Lianghong was shocked. This was his tribe asking for help.

With a pinch of his spell, the flying eagle puppet sped up.

After a cup of tea, Wang Liangpu appeared above a steep peak. More than a dozen disciples of the Wang family were confronting more than a dozen disciples of the Tiandao Sect. The two sides seemed to be fighting for something.

Wang Lianghong pinched the magic trick, and the flying eagle puppet fell to the ground. He looked at a graceful young woman in a gold skirt and asked, "Yi Yan, what's going on?"

"Uncle Lianghong, you came just in time. The monks from the Cao family reported to us that there are good things here."

Wang Yiyan sent a message to Wang Lianghong with an excited tone.

"nice one?"

Wang Lianghong's consciousness was wide open and he looked towards the mountain, but found nothing unusual.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, how about we work together to get the treasure?"

A tall, thin old man in a gold shirt said politely that they met the Cao family monks and after a bloody battle, they beheaded the Cao family monks and searched for their souls. They found that they were gathered here and quickly gathered people to rush them. When I came here, I didn't expect that the monks from the Wang family also rushed over.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, there is a valuable treasure here, a treasure left behind by the founder of the Tianshou Mountain Sect."

A pale young woman in a green skirt spoke through the voice, her tone a little weak.

"The founder of the Tianshou Mountain sect?"

Wang Lianghong's eyes lit up and he ordered: "Put up a puppet array to meet the enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wang family's children released two fourth-level puppet beasts one after another, and the war was about to break out.

The face of the golden-robed old man became ugly. The Wang family's puppet formation was relatively famous. If it was a deadly battle, they might not be able to take advantage.

Wang Lianghong took out a talisman with red light flowing continuously, emitting frightening spiritual energy fluctuations. It was a fifth-level talisman.

Many members of the Wang family took out a fifth-level talisman seal, and they were ready to take action if they disagreed.

A stream of escaping light flew from a distance, most of them were children of the Wang family, and they sacrificed fourth-level puppet beasts one after another.

The old man in gold robe sighed softly and said: "I'll give this place to you! Let's go."

He didn't know what treasures there were here. He couldn't get much benefit from fighting to the death with the Wang family monks, so he might as well go elsewhere to search for resources for cultivating immortals.

"Yi Yan, set up your formation immediately and seal this place off."

Wang Lianghong ordered that they came prepared and brought three sets of fifth-level formations. One-fifth of the clan members carry fifth-level talisman seals. This is a clan rule. When a family explores secret realms or forbidden areas, they must carry heavy treasures and high-level formations. Law.

To be cautious, it is better to set up a formation.

Wang Yiyan responded and directed the clansmen to set up formations.

Wang Lianghong looked at the young woman in the green skirt and asked via voice transmission: "Mrs. Cao, what exactly is there?"

"I don't know. Our ancestors asked us to gather here, saying there are treasures here."

The young woman in the green skirt shook her head and said.

With this mountain as the center, a radius of hundreds of miles is within the coverage of the formation.

There are two sets of fifth-level formations, one for defense and one for attack. Due to their strength, they cannot exert the maximum power of the formations. There is absolutely no problem in dealing with the Nascent Soul monks. It is still very difficult for the Nascent Soul monks to break this formation.

Twenty-five Wang family monks and three Cao family disciples gathered here, and twenty-eight people spread out to explore the situation on the mountain.

Two days passed and they found nothing.

Wang Lianghong frowned and retreated with his clansmen. He took out a shining red flag. Seventeen tribesmen took out a shining red flag one after another. The aura was amazing and it was obviously a spiritual treasure.

Eighteen Nascent Soul cultivators waved red flags one after another. After the flags lit up, they each emitted a red light, which gathered in the sky above the peak and turned into a huge red fire cloud.

After the red fire cloud rolled violently, red raindrops poured down and fell on the peak. A raging fire suddenly ignited, and the flames shot into the sky.

The other seven Yuanying monks drove the puppet beasts to attack the peak, and the Cao family monks were not idle either.

There was a huge explosion, the ground shook, and smoke billowed.

Three days later, they stopped attacking and turned pale.

The mountain turned into scorched earth, with no grass growing and bursts of black smoke.

After a while, the mountain suddenly collapsed and disappeared, replaced by an emerald green mountain peak. There was a cave entrance several feet wide halfway up the mountain. The entrance was blocked by a yellow light curtain. There were seven yellow python patterns on the surface of the light curtain.

Wang Lianghong's face was filled with joy, he quickly took the pill to restore his magic power, and controlled the spirit treasure to attack the yellow light screen.

Even after so many years, twenty-eight Nascent Soul monks had to attack for three days to break the outer restrictions.

One day passed, and the yellow light curtain remained motionless.

Wang Lianghong's face darkened, and he presented a fifth-level talisman, the Seal and Golden Flame Soul-Severing Talisman.

With a muffled sound, the talisman turned into a giant golden blade more than a hundred feet long, with a golden flame wrapped on the surface, emitting terrifying high temperatures, and struck the yellow light curtain.

There was a loud rumbling sound, the entire mountain peak shook violently, and a golden flame spread.

The seven yellow pythons on the surface of the yellow light curtain twisted one after another, and another golden giant blade more than a hundred feet long slashed on the yellow light curtain. The yellow light curtain suddenly fell into pieces, and an extremely pure spiritual energy surged out.

Wang Lianghong's eyes widened and his expression became excited.