Rise of Qinglian

Spring passes and autumn comes, and a period of sixty years passes quickly.

Qinglian Island, a bluestone square covering an extremely large area.

Thousands of tribesmen gathered in the square, either gathering in twos and threes and whispering, or standing alone in the corner. They looked at the Lihuo Demon Refining Tower with fiery eyes.

The once-in-a-hundred-year competition is here. Clan members below the level of gods can participate. If they get a good ranking, they can get rewards and even hope to be selected into the elite.

Wang Yier, Wang Yixin and more than a dozen alchemy monks gathered together and they were chatting.

"Hehe, this time in the clan competition, I have no problem making it to the top three hundred."

Wang Yier smiled, full of confidence.

As the number of cultivators within the clan increases, the number of clan competition rewards increases.

Wang Huayue and others were exploring the seabed and accidentally discovered the cave where Feilong Sanren lived. They reported it in time. Wang Ruyan and Wang Mengbin went on an expedition and got a lot of good things. Afterwards, Wang Huayue and others received heavy rewards.

The first and second alchemy monks such as Wang and others received two spiritual treasures, one infant-transforming water, and two hundred thousand meritorious deeds. In addition, they all enjoyed the treatment of elites. They will become official elites when their quotas are vacant. Wang Huayue and others There are also many rewards for people.

Even if he did not make any great achievements or purchase the Yingying spiritual items, when Wang Yier hit the Nascent Soul stage, he had two Yingying spiritual items.

The Wang family improved the treatment of the land reclamation team, and followed the example of Wang Huayue and others, encouraging the tribesmen to learn from them, and attracted many tribesmen to become members of the land reclamation team, but the land reclamation team found nothing.

Zhenhai Palace and other forces have sent more manpower to explore the seabed, and they have discovered several fourth-level mineral veins and a void-refining monk's sitting cave, but the losses are not small.

Luck is also a kind of strength. Wang Yi and others are very lucky. They have explored the seabed so many times and found a cave where monks can sit and transform. They directly enjoy the treatment of elite disciples. Some clan elders have been exploring the seabed for hundreds of years. Nothing was found.

Because of this incident, the treatment of the tribesmen who opened up wasteland has been improved, which is a good thing.

"Yixin, where are you!"

Wang Yier looked at Wang Yixin and asked with a smile.

"I don't know. The competition is too strong. I'll work hard! I'll do my best and obey fate."

Wang Yixin said seriously.

On the rostrum, Wang Moshan sat on the main seat, and dozens of clan elders sat on both sides, whispering.

They came here this way back then, so they were no longer surprised.

"It's almost time. The tribe competition has begun. Let the tribesmen go in one after another to pass the level."

Wang Moshan ordered.

"Yes, head of the family."

The clan elder quickly ordered to go down, and the clan members entered the Lihuo Demon Refining Tower one after another to break through.

"Yixin, look at me."

Wang Yier patted his chest and strode towards the Lihuo Demon Refining Tower.

At this moment, the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly became violent, and colorful light spots appeared in the void, slowly turning into colorful auspicious clouds, floating densely over Qinglian Island.

Not long after, these five-colored auspicious clouds flew in a certain direction.

"The vision of refining the void, sixty-nine thunder tribulations!"

Wang Moshan was stunned for a moment, then thought of something quickly and looked excited.

Tens of thousands of five-color auspicious clouds gathered in the sky above a small valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, collided with each other, exploded, and turned into a huge vortex with a diameter of several hundred feet.

A white light rose into the sky and turned into a white female silhouette, holding a white flying sword in her right hand.

Sword cultivators may not always carry swords, but they must carry flying swords.

"Ancestor Xueli!"

Wang Moshan said to himself, looking excited.

The whirlpool of spiritual energy surged violently, and countless raindrops of five colors poured down. These raindrops were the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which were all absorbed by the female shadow.

The aura of the female shadow increased greatly. After a cup of tea, the aura whirlpool dissipated, and the female shadow also dissipated.

There was a rumble of thunder, and a huge thundercloud floated high in the sky. Countless silver thunder snakes kept swimming around, and thousands of thunders roared, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Wang Qingfeng stood on the top of a steep peak. He looked at the thunderclouds in the sky with worry in his eyes.

There was a thunderous sound, and a silver rainbow pierced the sky, heading straight for the valley like a silver meteor shower.

The plants in the valley grew rapidly, and huge trees blocked the entire valley.

The predecessors planted trees for future generations to enjoy the shade. After Bai Yuqi advanced to the Void Refining Stage, she could use raw materials to lay out formations.

Dong Xueli entered the Void Refining Stage. She had the Golden Jade Huiyuan Pill to restore her mana, the sixth-level formation, and the Heavenly Thunder Transformation Talisman. As long as she did not attract more than a dozen five-color divine thunder, she could survive the Sixty-nine Thunder Tribulation and successfully advance to the next level. Entering the refining period.

Silver lightning struck a giant tree hundreds of feet high. The tree was like paper, torn apart, and ignited a raging fire. The wood helped the fire, and the fire expanded rapidly.

Countless green thorns broke out of the ground, blue flowers bloomed, and blue mist surged out. The fire was quickly extinguished, but soon, the second thunderstorm fell.

There was a rumble of thunder, and streaks of silver lightning, like silver meteor showers, pierced the sky and struck towards the valley where Dong Xueli was.

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Amethyst Island, a secret room.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a futon, with his hands in a mudra and his eyes closed tightly.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked up into the sky.

"Is it finally coming?"

Wang Changsheng said to himself that the closer the great catastrophe is, the clearer the immortal cultivator's senses will be.

Generally speaking, Void Refining monks will have a vague sense of the great catastrophe a few years in advance. The closer the time is, the stronger the sense will be.

Wang Changsheng's expression condensed as he heard the sound of "rumbling" thunder.

A ten-mile-large black thundercloud floated high in the sky, with lightning and thunder, and dense silver lightning could be seen. The black thundercloud rolled violently and was still expanding in size.

Wang Ruyan, Wang Mengbin and Bai Yuqi stood on a steep peak, looking nervous.

They have read the records of the Great Heavenly Tribulation in the classics, but they have not seen many of the Void Refining monks going through the Great Heavenly Tribulation at close range.

After a cup of tea, the thunder clouds were fifty miles in size, and thick-waisted thunder pythons could be seen swimming around. The number was so large that it made one's scalp numb just by looking at it.

Wang Mengbin took a breath of cold air, this was much more powerful than the ordinary thunder technique he used.

The gap between the Thunder Python and the Thunder Snake is not that big. From this point of view alone, the power of the Great Heavenly Tribulation is far stronger than the ordinary Thunder Tribulation in the Great Realm.

A thunderous sound resounded through the sky, echoing endlessly for thousands of miles around, and a silver rainbow pierced the sky, like a world-destroying silver spear, heading straight for Wang Changsheng's manor.

Wang Changsheng's residence was like paper, shattered by silver spears.

Wang Changsheng's body surface glowed with blue light, and he punched the silver spear.

Generally speaking, the first few rounds of thunder tribulation were not very powerful. He wanted to see how strong the first thunder tribulation was.

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