Rise of Qinglian

Qinglian Island, Qinglian Peak.

Wang Changsheng sat in a blue stone pavilion with gloomy eyes.

Wang Yihong was reporting the situation to him with a solemn expression.

"Both spirit bodies were killed!"

Wang Changsheng's face turned cold. In the early years in the Heavenly Demon Cave in the Qingli Sea Region, he had crossed paths with True Lord Blood Knife. At that time, True Lord Blood Knife had a higher level of cultivation than them.

There is no major conflict of interest between True Lord Blood Knife and Wang Changsheng, and there is a treasure that can restrain the attack of spiritual consciousness, and the whereabouts of True Lord Blood Knife is uncertain, so Wang Changsheng did not kill True Lord Blood Knife.

When he and Wang Ruyan entered the fusion stage, a race war broke out, and they were busy fighting with the Lizard Race. Now that the war is over, Wang Changsheng has cultivated to the middle stage of fusion again, and he has many treasures on his body.

"Is the Seven Gourd Vine all right! Is there a head-on conflict between our family and the Blood Knife Sect?"

Wang Changsheng asked.

According to his analysis of True Monarch Blood Knife, True Monarch Blood Knife is not profitable and good-natured. It is unreasonable for him to divide his soul into the lower realm and kill the monks of the Wang family.

"There are ten cultivators who have transformed themselves into the Qinglian Island. They are fine for the time being. I have arranged five cultivators who are refining the void and are ready to divide their souls into the lower realm at any time. Once Qinglian Island is attacked, they will immediately use the boundary-breaking stone to divide their souls into the lower realm. The seven gourds are fine. , from what I know, there is no direct conflict between our family and the Blood Knife Sect."

Wang Yihong reported truthfully.

This is also what he can't figure out. There is no deep hatred, and the soul-splitting lower realm of the Blood Knife Zhenjun is full. Could it be that there are some rare materials in the Ice Sea Realm, and the Blood Knife True Monarch went to the lower realm to obtain materials, but was blocked by the monks of the Wang family. Do it?

Of course, this is all their guesswork, they can't prove that the Blood Knife True Monarch's soul splits his soul and kills the monks of the Wang family in the lower realm.

"Understood, you go down! Pay close attention to the whereabouts of True Monarch Blood Knife."

Wang Changsheng waved his hand, making Wang Yihong back off.

He sent a sound transmission talisman to Wang Ruyan, and not long after, Wang Ruyan came out of the secret room with a solemn expression.

"Let's go to the Blood Knife Gate! Regardless of whether he did it or not, this person can't stay."

Wang Changsheng said in a deep voice, he and Wang Ruyan joined forces to destroy the Blood Saber True Monarch with greater certainty.

Wang Ruyan nodded, and left Qinglian Island with Wang Changsheng.

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Qingli Sea Area, Feiyun Island.

It is a bluestone square that covers an extremely wide area, and in the center of the square is a blue circular high platform.

Daoist Seven Swords was sitting cross-legged on the circular high platform, and was preaching.

Tens of thousands of monks sat on the square and listened quietly.

Their expressions were different, some monks looked excited, some monks looked blank, and some monks looked pensive.

When a Mahayana monk preaches, not everyone who listens will gain something, it depends on the individual's understanding.

Wang Qingshan's eyes were slightly closed, and a green flying sword was floating in front of him. After careful observation, the blue flying sword was not real.

Dong Xueli had a suddenly realized expression on her face, and it seemed that she had gained a lot.

Wang Qingfeng showed a thoughtful look on his face. He practiced sword skills, but the experience of Daoist Seven Swords has a certain reference value.

"That's the end of the sermon, how much you can understand is up to you, Nephew Lu, I leave this to you."

Daoist Seven Swords ordered, got up and left.

Lu Yuyun responded and watched Master Seven Swords leave.

Most of the monks then left, and hundreds of monks had some insights. Lu Yuyun activated the restriction, and blue light curtains appeared out of thin air, covering these monks to prevent outsiders from interfering with them.

Both Wang Qingshan and Dong Xueli felt something, Duan Tongtian and the other five waited in the square.

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In the Qianyuan Continent, the Guyue Mountain Range stretches for hundreds of millions of miles. It is shrouded in miasma all the year round. There are countless poisonous insects and beasts. There are many poisonous plants and poisons that are rare in the outside world.

In the depths of the Guyue Mountains, in an open field, three men with identical facial features were dealing with a purple toad. There were three blood-red eyeballs on the purple toad's head and bulges on its back.

The hair of the three men exuded a faint aura, and there were some golden spirit patterns on their bodies, which were natural. Their eyeballs were golden, obviously not human race.

Judging by their auras, they were obviously Xu-refining cultivators. The leader was a fair-skinned man in a golden shirt, who had a late-stage Xu-refining cultivation.

Their bodies glowed with golden light, and the human-shaped phantom above their heads shot out a golden light from both eyes, hitting the purple toad, and the purple toad seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move.

The void oscillated and twisted, a golden long sword about two feet long emerged out of thin air, and the divine consciousness took shape!

The golden long sword hit the purple toad's body, and the purple toad's body trembled, fell down, and lost its breath.

Seeing this scene, the three men in golden shirts showed joy on their faces.

At this moment, there was a shrill bird song from high above the sky, and a huge strange bird appeared in the high sky. The eyeballs of the strange bird were emerald green, and the feathers and claws were blood red. Observe carefully, the feathers of the strange bird A lot of feathers fell off, and it looked like it had been severely injured.

"The Jade Blood Dove!"

There was a bit of surprise in the eyes of the man in the golden shirt.

The Jade Blood Dove is a relatively powerful monster bird in the Gu Yue Mountain Range. Not only does it escape faster, but it can also spit out poisonous fire to injure the enemy. in trouble.

They were about to kill the Jade Blood Dove, when a deafening thunder sounded from high above, a thick silver lightning pierced the sky, and precisely hit the Jade Blood Dove.

A dazzling silver thunder appeared in the sky, and the void fluctuated together. A five-colored hand emerged out of thin air and slapped the silver thunder. A green blood dove with a scorched body fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

A silver flying boat flew from a distance, very fast.

Not long after, the silver flying boat stopped, and Wang Mengbin and Wang Yingjie stood on it, their expressions solemn.

They were robbed and killed by foreign races on the road. After a fierce fight, they eliminated the enemy, but Wang Zongyun was wounded by the enemy and was poisoned.

Wang Mengbin and Wang Yingjie went to the Guyue Mountains to hunt the Bixuejiu, while Liu Hongxue and Bai Yuqi took care of Wang Zongyun and watched Hunyuan Zhenren by the way.

"Firefly!"

When Wang Mengbin saw the three men in golden shirts, his eyes were full of fear.

There are many races in the Qianyuan Continent, and the Ying clan is well-known among many small clans.

The Ying family is rich in multiple births, usually twins, and the Ying family once had nine-uplets.

The monks of the Ying clan are born with the same mind, they can perform the technique of combined strikes, and their spiritual consciousness can be superimposed, the premise is that they are brothers and sisters.

The individual strength of the Ying clan is not strong, and the teamwork is stronger, but the reproductive ability of the Ying clan is not strong, otherwise it would have risen long ago.

All other races know the weakness of the Ying Clan. As long as the brothers and sisters of the Ying Clan monks are killed, the strength of the Ying Clan monks will plummet. When the Ying Clan monks go out, basically all brothers and sisters go out together, so they are stronger.