Rise of Qinglian

The dense green flying swords gathered together, like a huge green sword dragon, and let out waves of angry roars. Before they got close, a powerful wind rushed towards him, seeming to tear Bai Xin into pieces. Same.

When Han Yuexin and others in the distance saw this scene, they all gasped and their expressions became serious. If it had been them, this blow would have wiped them out.

Facing the fierce attack, Bai Xin looked as usual, a large blue light emerged from his right hand, and he patted the void lightly.

The void twisted for a while, and dots of blue light emerged. All the water auras within a hundred miles gathered together, and quickly turned into a giant blue palm more than a thousand feet long. The palm was covered in blue, exuding a pure The water aura fluctuates.

The cultivator of Transformation God can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth. This is the biggest difference between the cultivator of Transformation Spirit and the cultivator of Nascent Soul.

The dense cyan flying swords hit the giant blue palm, like a fist hitting soft cotton, without making any sound.

Bai Xin snorted softly, and the blue light in the blue giant palm swelled up. It swelled in a circle, and the blue giant palm slapped towards Wang Qingshan. Wherever it passed, the green flying swords were all broken into pieces, and a stream of thorns erupted. A cracking sound that hurts the eardrums.

Han Yuexin and other high-level monks were fine, but the foundation-building monks were dizzy and brain-suffering. The Qi-refining monks were bleeding from their seven orifices and passed out. The foundation-building monks took them away from this place one after another, which was better.

The giant blue palm rushed forward unimpeded, and the densely packed green flying swords broke into pieces and broke apart one after another, erupting into powerful air waves.

After three breaths, the giant blue palm arrived in front of Wang Qingshan, less than ten feet away from Wang Qingshan. A strong pressure came from all directions. Wang Qingshan felt an invisible big hand pressing down on his body. It was very difficult for him to move.

A stern look flashed in his eyes, the green light on his body swelled up, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood essence, which was submerged into nine blue lotus flowers. The sound of swords shook the sky, and the flying swords in the hands of the monks shook one after another, losing control and heading towards Wang Qingshan flew away, but was restrained by his master.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ye's eyes flashed with surprise. What surprised him was not that the flying swords of other monks lost control, but that Wang Qingshan's magical sword skills were displayed.

The Four Seasons Sword Master became famous in the Dongli Realm at that time, leaving a legend in the world. Taiyi Immortal Sect used it to lay the foundation of the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland. At that time, there was a sword cultivator named Old Man Qinglian. Old Man Qinglian was closely related to Qinglian. A sword cultivator as famous as Lotus Sword Master, Four Seasons Sword Master left a handbook detailing the powerful opponents he encountered, including Old Man Qinglian.

Old Man Qinglian was a casual cultivator who lived in seclusion and had little reputation. If the notes left by the Four Seasons Sword Master had not mentioned Old Man Qinglian, Liu Ye would not have known about the existence of Old Man Qinglian.

Wang Qingshan actually received the inheritance from Old Man Qinglian, which was beyond Liu Ye's expectation.

Wang Qingshan's swordsmanship talent is not low to begin with, and now that he has been passed down by the old man Qinglian, his achievements in the future will definitely be high. There are hundreds of sword cultivators in Taiyi Immortal Sect, but the best ones are only a few, including Chen Haibin and Xiaoyao Sword. Among the three monks Zun and Liu Ye, Han Tianxuan is the most likely monk to inherit the mantle of the Four Seasons Sword Master. As for Wang Qingshan, if he is trained properly, he will definitely be no worse than Han Tianxuan.

Nine blue lotuses bloomed with dazzling blue light, suddenly gathered together, and turned into a giant lotus flower that was more than thirty feet long. The green light flashed, and a blue sword energy that was more than a thousand feet long flew out, slashing towards Lan Lan. Huge color palm.

Boom!

The smaller half of the giant blue palm was cut in half, but the green sword energy disappeared. The giant blue palm shrank by a quarter and continued to shoot towards Wang Qingshan.

The attack of the cultivator of Transformation God is far from comparable to that of the Yuanying cultivator, and the power is extremely different.

Wang Qingshan frowned, pinched the magic formula, and hit the giant lotus with a magic formula. With a flash of green light, the green lotus burst out with dazzling green light, roared loudly, and suddenly turned into a green tornado hundreds of feet high, carrying He rushed forward with a piercing whistling sound.

Wherever the green tornado passed, the color of the sky and the earth changed, violent winds sprang up, and a large amount of green sword energy was vaguely visible.

The cyan tornado collided with the blue giant palm, and a powerful wave of air erupted. After a moment of stalemate, the cyan tornado split into pieces, and nine cyan flying swords flew out. The blue giant palm was only more than 300 feet in size, with an earth-shattering burst. The sound of the tsunami hit Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan's face became serious. The attack of the monk transformed into gods was beyond his imagination. The difference was a huge level, and it was not something that two spiritual arts could withstand.

He has a spiritual treasure in hand, but he can't take it out in front of so many people. That would be asking for death.

He pondered for a moment, turned his palm, and with a flash of yellow light, a small yellow mirror with a simple shape appeared in his hand. It was the Xuanhuang Mirror, the natal magic weapon of Master Huanglong, with the magical power of petrification.

Wang Qingshan pointed the mirror at the giant blue palm. A burst of yellow light flashed across the mirror, and a large piece of yellow glow was emitted, covering half of the giant blue palm. The area covered by the yellow glow was instantly petrified.

Boom!

The giant blue palm suddenly exploded, and a giant blue palm dozens of feet long shot out, and instantly arrived in front of Wang Qingshan and slapped Wang Qingshan.

"puff!"

Wang Qingshan spurted out a large mouthful of blood and flew out like a kite with its string broken.

Liu Ye turned a blind eye to the whole process. Wang Qingshan had never encountered any major hardships along the way. This time he took it as a lesson. Liu Ye would not take action, but as long as he was here, Bai Xin would not dare to kill him.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, you didn't abide by the agreement and actually attacked this junior."

Liu Ye's face turned cold and he said somewhat displeasedly.

Transformation monks can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in a certain area to attack the enemy. On the other hand, Yuanying monks can only mobilize part of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with the help of treasures, and their power is very different.

After Wang Qingshan flew over a hundred feet, he stopped. His eyes were full of fear. Only then did he realize how big the gap between the monks of the Transformation God and the Yuanying monks was. If Bai Xin wanted to kill her, even if he There are two spiritual treasures, and I guess they still can't escape.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is the most important. There is a big difference, which cannot be compensated by one or two spiritual treasures. Of course, if it is a Tongtian Lingbao, it is probably no problem, but even the big sects of immortality may not have Tongtian Lingbao, let alone Wang Qingshan. .

Before this, Wang Qingshan was somewhat arrogant. In addition to two spiritual treasures, he also had a set of flying swords made from thousand-year-old glazed bamboo. This time the fight undoubtedly poured cold water on Wang Qingshan. In the face of absolute strength, The Lingbao and the set of flying swords were useless. As expected, his own cultivation was the key. If his cultivation was not enough, he still couldn't block the attack of the cultivator with two spiritual treasures and a set of flying swords.

This was Bai Xin's last resort. If it were a life and death fight, Bai Xin would be able to kill Wang Qingshan in less than three moves.

Bai Ling'er's beautiful eyes lit up. She didn't know why, but when she saw Wang Qingshan's defeat, she couldn't help but clap her hands in joy.