Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng nodded, frowned and asked: "The clan is fine, but why are you the only ones? Where are Qing Qing and the others!"

Wang Ruyan didn't see Wang Qingqing, his face was full of sadness.

Mo Caiyun shook his head and said: "Qing Qing is fine. She works in the Deacon Hall and is responsible for refining weapons. However, the eighteenth brother and Qing Tian died."

Wang Qingshan told the story of Wang Changhao and Wang Qingtian's death. When Wang Changhao left behind, Wang Qingshan's face was full of grief and anger.

"Okay, now that I'm on the front line, I will take good care of you. Qingshan, you don't have to be too sad. Life and death are determined by fate. My eighteenth brother died to save you. Don't let him down for his hard work. If you can return safely, When he comes to the clan, I will take good care of his descendants."

Wang Changsheng's arrival gave Mo Caiyun and others a reassurance.

The war has been going on for so many years, and Wang Qingshan and others have been running out of resources for cultivating immortals. Before Wang Changsheng left Qinglian Villa, he brought a batch of resources for cultivating immortals, which Wang Qingshan and others were in urgent need of, including elixirs, spiritual stones, Magical instruments and talismans.

Wang Ruyan was responsible for keeping these things. She took them out and distributed them to Wang Qingshan and others.

A transmission note suddenly flew in. The content was very simple, asking Wang Changsheng to go to the meeting hall.

When he arrived at the meeting hall, Wang Changsheng was completely shocked. There were more than thirty alchemy monks gathered in the hall, sitting on both sides.

He found an empty chair and sat down.

Danjie monks came in one after another. The Danjie monks present had different expressions. Some had very serious expressions, some had sad faces, and some had complacent expressions.

Wang Changsheng saw Fang Mu. Fang Mu was still carrying a coffin with a cold expression. No one talked to him.

Fang Mu is already at the fourth level of pill formation, and I don't know if he caught up with the half-demon of the blood bat clan last time.

In addition to Fang Mu, Wang Changsheng also saw Taoist Ziyang and Huang Fugui.

Not long after, a heavy man's voice sounded: "Master Yuanying has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, eight Yuanying monks came out from the back of the palace, six men and two women. The one with the strongest aura was an old man with a kind face and a white robe. The old man had a goatee and held a white whisk in his hand. , quite immortal.

"I am Xu Bin from the Taiyi Immortal Sect, the person in charge of Pingyao City. The demon clan invades, kills my compatriots, plunders property, and enslaves our human race. Which one can tolerate it and which one cannot tolerate it? Our seven immortal sects have united the Northern Xinjiang cultivators. The Immortal Realm and the Nanhai Immortal Realm are attacking the demon clan from three directions. I have called you here this time to tell you that we are ready to counterattack. Those who have made great contributions will be rewarded heavily, and those who are timid and avoid fighting will be severely punished."

After hearing this, the Danjie monks present were in a commotion and discussed via voice transmission.

Wang Changsheng suddenly realized. He said that the human race was blindly defending. It turned out that they were trying to get help. If the Northern Xinjiang Immortal Cultivation World and the South China Sea Immortal Cultivation World joined in and attacked the Monster Clan from three directions, the Monster Clan really wouldn’t have much chance of winning. If the Monster Clan didn’t know this News, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

There are many lines of defense against the demon clan, and Pingyao City is only one of them.

"I'm going to divide everyone here into six teams. The captain of each team is a Nascent Soul monk, with multiple alchemy monks. They will advance along the designated route. Each alchemy monk is responsible for multiple foundation builders. , I will start assigning teams."

Fifty-five pill-forming monks and ten remained in Pingyao City. The forty-five pill-forming monks were divided into six teams. Wang Changsheng, Fang Mu and Huang Fugui were in a team. There were eight pill-forming monks in their team. Wang Changsheng’s cultivators is the lowest.

According to regulations, Wang Changsheng has fifty foundation-building monks under his jurisdiction. Wang Qingqing is a weapon refiner and should not go to the battlefield. Wang Changsheng brought the seven Wang Qingshan people with him. It is not that he wanted to take them to take risks. If he did not take them with him, there would not be enough manpower. , they may fall under the jurisdiction of other Danjie monks, and may be used as cannon fodder.

After the discussion, Wang Changsheng and others left one after another. The Deacon Hall will send people to distribute supplies to each immortal cultivator participating in the war. It can be seen that the Seven Immortal Sects are serious about taking action.

Wang Changsheng was assigned a third-level low-grade attack talisman. Wang Qingshan and others each received a bottle of mana-restoring elixir and two second-level talismans.

There were fifty foundation-building monks. Wang Changsheng divided them into seven teams, and Wang Qingshan and seven of them were in the same team.

The Nascent Soul monk leading the team is named Fang Sizhe, who is on the fourth level of the Nascent Soul.

It's Yinshi, it's late at night and everyone is quiet.

Six Nascent Soul monks and forty-five Pill Formation monks flew out of Pingyao City and attacked the Monster Clan's station from all directions.

They have not yet entered the demon clan's camp, or released spiritual magic, or sacrificed magic weapons, or controlled puppet beasts, or controlled giant bone corpses to attack the demon clan's camp.

Various dazzling spiritual lights lit up in the dark night, huge roars continued, flames shot into the sky, and screams continued.

Wang Changsheng followed Fang Sizhe into the demon tribe's camp, but he was surprised to find that the demon tribe didn't have much high-level combat power at all. There were two half-demon in the Nascent Soul stage, more than thirty half-demon in the pill formation stage, and third-level monsters. There are dozens of low-level monsters, with tens of thousands of them.

"Stop them and kill them."

Tens of thousands of low-level monsters released spells at the same time, and various spells lit up with an astonishing momentum.

Fang Sizhe raised a yellow flag and released a large yellow hurricane, blocking most of the spells.

"Kill them, leave no one behind."

Fang Sizhe ordered coldly.

The Nascent Soul stage demons and half-demon fled in different directions. Dozens of third-order demonic beasts pounced on Wang Changsheng and others, trying to stop Wang Changsheng and others.

The six Nascent Soul cultivators and the forty-five Pill Formation cultivators were simply unable to be stopped by the demon clan.

Wang Changsheng's body surface flashed with blue light, and he chased an ape-like half-demon. The half-demon had the fourth level of pill formation and his escape speed was relatively fast.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, how about we deal with this monster together? We will share the credit equally."

Huang Fugui's voice sounded in Wang Changsheng's ears.

According to the pre-war deployment, the corpses of half-demon or third-level monsters in the core formation stage can be exchanged for a large amount of contribution points.

Wang Changsheng's escape speed is not very fast either, and the half-demon's escape speed is much faster than his.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Huang. Stop him quickly and don't let him escape."

Wang Changsheng agreed that there would be no problem for him and Huang Fugui to join forces to destroy this demon.

Huang Fugui chuckled, his body surface glowed with yellow light, and his escape speed more than doubled. In less than ten breaths, he flew in front of the ape half-demon and blocked the half-demon's path.

Wang Changsheng noticed that the ape half-demon had a pair of shining golden boots under his feet, which were obviously flying magic weapons, otherwise the half-demon would not be able to fly so fast.

"Get out of my way."

The half-demon roared, and an invisible sound wave flew out and hit Huang Fugui.

He flipped his palm, and a golden spear appeared in his hand. After the light was strong, the golden spear extended a hundred times and hit Huang Fugui. Before the spear fell, a layer of red flame appeared on the surface of the spear head, emitting an astonishing light. high temperature.

Huang Fugui's face changed slightly, his sleeves and robe flickered, and a shining yellow flying knife flew out instantly, slashing towards the golden spear.

He opened his mouth, and a yellow shield as big as a palm flew out, growing in size instantly and flying around him.

With a muffled "clang" sound, the yellow flying knife was knocked away, but Huang Fugui took the opportunity to fly far away, avoiding the attack of the golden spear.

The half-demon glanced at Wang Changsheng behind him. The light of the spiritual boots under his feet greatly increased. His escape speed doubled and he flew towards the distance.

Before he could run far, dense yellow flying needles shot out, and a yellow flying knife slashed from the right, attacking from both sides.

The half-demon frowned, and the golden spear in his hand suddenly shook, and a large gun shadow flew out, shattering all the yellow flying needles.