Rise of Qinglian

Xuanhe Island, the ancestral land of the Xuanhe family.

In the southeast corner of the island, there is a palace made of cyan jade, with the three characters "Xuanhe Palace" written on the plaque.

The door of the Xuanhe Hall was opened, and a plump young woman in a green skirt was sitting on the main seat, with her hair in a bun and a golden beaded hairpin on her hair. Judging by the terrifying spiritual pressure she emitted, she was clearly a mid-stage monk.

Feng Qing, the head of the Xuanhe clan.

The last leader of the Xuanhe clan was a late-stage fusion cultivator who died under the fifth catastrophe. Feng Qing took over not long ago, and it was kept secret.

A short and fat old man in green robe, a strong man in golden shirt and a young woman in purple skirt with gorgeous features are sitting on the side. The aura of the three of them is much stronger than Feng Qing, and they are all in the late stage of fusion.

"Mrs. Feng, this fellow Taoist is a little strange! I have never seen it before."

The big man in the golden shirt fixed his eyes on the old man in the golden robe, and said curiously.

Harantai, the leader of the barbarians.

"Yeah! I didn't see this fellow Taoist in the last battle."

The young woman in the purple skirt was full of confusion.

Tong Yan, the leader of the Chi clan.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Feng Xuanfeng Daoist, he is from the Qingli Sea Region, he is not a member of our Xuanhe clan, but his relationship with the human race is not good, if he is not a human monk, he will not be in the sea .”

Feng Qing explained.

"In the last war, we lost a lot of manpower, and now there is another war?"

Ha Langtai frowned and said, limited by the territory of the sea and the resources of cultivating immortals, the strength of the human race, Jinghuo clan, Xuanhe clan, barbarian clan and Chi clan is not much different, and the barbarian clan only has more than a dozen fit monks.

"That's right! Even if there is a late-stage monk, it is still quite difficult to unify the sea, so take it slowly."

Tong Yan echoed, saying that the five clans have been confronting each other for many years, and their strengths are not much different. Even if there is an extra late-stage monk, they may not be able to unify the sea.

"The two fellow daoists seem to have forgotten that the human race and the Jinghuo clan don't know my existence. During a war, you can kill them by surprise. As long as you kill a late-stage fusion, the rest will be easy to handle. Even if you can't If we succeed, we don’t have much loss.”

Feng Xuan said in a deep voice, he was from the Feng Falcon clan, if it wasn't for Wang Mengbin, he wouldn't have ended up here.

Ha Langtai and Tong Yan thought about it for a while, felt that this was the case, and agreed.

"By the way, I heard that there is a fit monk named Master Zixiao from the human race. He, like me, comes from the Qingli Sea Region."

Fengxuan said curiously.

"Realist Zixiao's lightning technique is very powerful, and his escape speed is even stronger than our Xuanhe clan. In the last battle, he killed two of our clan members in the fusion stage."

Feng Qing said with a gloomy face.

"His wife is not weak, and is proficient in formations. My nephew died at her hands."

Ha Langtai agreed, with a murderous look on his face.

"This time, we will deal with them together. If there is revenge, I will not be able to show up for the time being. I am sorry that the three fellow Taoists will charge forward. When the decisive battle comes, I will find a chance to make a move."

Fengxuan said sincerely.

"No problem, I hope that people in Canghai and Jin Yuyan can be wiped out and rule the sea."

At the end of Fengqing's speech, a longing look appeared on her face.

There are constant disputes in the sea, and various clans are fighting for the front. In the past, there were more than a dozen races fighting for the top. Now the five clans are the most powerful. It depends on who can dominate the sea and integrate the cultivation resources here.

Human Race, Jinghuo Clan, Xuanhe Clan, Barbarian Clan, and Chi Clan have dispatched troops and generals to the front line to join the battle, once again blowing the clarion call of the race war.

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In Xuanling Continent, Tianqin Island was originally called Firefish Island. After the Wang family captured Firefish Island, they renamed it Tianqin Island. They established Fangshi here and sent many masters to sit here. Tianhaifang City also moved to Tianqin Island. The Wang family and Zhenhai Palace jointly manage Tianqinfang City.

The human race migrated a large number of monks overseas to develop the newly occupied islands, and Tianqinfang City is the only square city of the human race within a radius of several billion miles.

The streets are crowded with people, cars and horses are noisy, and it is very lively.

In a manor covering an area of ​​one hundred acres, Liu Hongxue and Wang Huayue sat in a blue stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.

Seven fit monks including Wang Yidao, Liu Hongxue, Wang Yingjie, Wang Huayue, Zhao Yunxiao, Qin Tianxue, and Li Yaoyao sit on Tianqin Island to ensure everything is safe.

After Wang Changsheng's Mahayana celebration ended, Wang Yingjie began to practice in seclusion. Liu Hongxue and Wang Huayue were already used to it.

Liu Hongxue was holding an exquisite cyan jade box, not far away lay a giant white crab, and a red light curtain covered the white giant crab.

While urging the magic form to attack the red light curtain, the white giant crab spewed out white cold air, hitting the red light curtain, and the wall of the red light curtain froze quickly.

After a while, the white giant crab's dharma dissipated, and it no longer spewed out cold air. It just waved its giant pincers and attacked the red light curtain, and there was a muffled "bang bang" sound.

"Sure enough, it's Immortal Transformation Cream! If used properly, a fit monk is like fish on a chopping board."

Liu Hongxue said with a smile.

There are ten kinds of strange poisons in the world of cultivating immortals that are very powerful, and some of them can kill Mahayana monks. Of course, it takes too much to do it. If the poisoning is not deep enough, there will be no danger of life.

Huaxian ointment is one of the top ten strange poisons. It is made from the poison sac of the seventh-order blood scorpion beast and dozens of ten thousand-year-old poisonous herbs. The monks below the Mahayana will gradually lose their mana after being poisoned by this poison, and the fit monks will not. exception.

No matter how powerful your supernatural powers are, no matter how many treasures you have, if you have no magic power, you are just fish on the chopping board and let others slaughter you.

Liu Hongxue finally refined the elixir formula that the Wang family had collected. With the immortal ointment, it would be much easier for the Wang family to eradicate the strongholds of foreign races in the future when racial wars broke out.

"It would be great if I could get the pill formula of Broken Soul Powder. I heard that Mahayana monks will be in trouble if they are poisoned by Broken Soul Powder. If the poison is too deep, the soul will collapse."

Wang Huayue said excitedly.

"It would be great if you can get the pill of Huaxian ointment. Each of the top ten strange poisons has incredible effects. I heard that Broken Soul Powder is made from the poison sac of a certain eighth-level monster beast as the main medicine. Cheng, has not shown up for many years, and other strange poisons appear occasionally."

Liu Hongxue said with a smile, the top ten strange poisons should not be underestimated, just take too much, if you just inhale a little, the effect will not be big.

"It's nothing if you can't find it. Find the best one. With Immortal Transformation Cream, our family has another weapon to deal with fit monks."

Wang Huayue disagreed.

The background needs to be accumulated little by little, and one cannot become fat.

"You go back to practice! Cultivation is the foundation, and I also want to retreat and cultivate."

Liu Hongxue warned that there is no big battle now, and she plans to retreat and cultivate.

The number of fit monks of the Wang family was increasing, Wang Moousen shouldered the big beam, and Liu Hongxue's burden was much lighter.

Wang Huayue responded, put away the white crab, and left the place.