Chapter 984: sea ​​clan

Name:Top of Qinglian Author:Xiao Shimo
South China Sea, Golden Scorpion Island.

In a quiet courtyard, Wang Qingling was feeding the Bingfeng Jiao, and one after another, the ice-type monster fish was swallowed by the Bingfeng Jiao, and it had a large appetite.

In order to please Wang Qingling, Qian Jiarun sent his tribe to capture the ice fish monster in the nearby waters.

Bingfeng Jiao is worthy of being a Jiaolong, and its recovery ability is relatively strong. After more than a month of recuperation, its injury has been healed.

The mountain of fish monsters were quickly eaten up by the Ice Wind Jiao, which let out a satisfied roar and lay beside Wang Qingling.

"Xiao Bai, do you think we can repel the attack of the demon clan? In this battle, I don't know how many clan people will be killed or injured."

Wang Qingling said to himself, in addition to the three of them, the Wang family also sent many low-level monks.

Bingfeng Jiao couldn't understand Wang Qingling's words, so he lied beside Wang Qingling and acted as a listener.

"Hey, if Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt join the war, I heard that Donghuang is also fighting. I don't know if the seventh brother is in trouble. The seventh brother is a sword cultivator and the named disciple of Xiaoyao Jianzun. He should be fine. Yes, right, Xiaobai?"

Wang Qingling muttered to himself and told Bingfeng Jiao something from his heart, but Bingfeng Jiao naturally wouldn't understand it, so he lay beside Wang Qingling honestly.

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded, and the ground shook violently.

Soon, the alarm sounded loudly, and the lights flew high in the sky.

"No, there may be an enemy attacking, Xiaobai, let's go out and have a look."

Wang Qingling flew to the back of Bingfeng Jiao, Bingfeng Jiao shook his head and tail, and flew towards the sky.

Soon, Wang Qingling appeared on the city wall, and Qian Jiarun also arrived on the city wall.

A pale golden light curtain covered the entire island, and a dense number of monsters rushed to the Golden Scorpion Island. There were 40,000 to 50,000 monsters, and there were more than a dozen third-order monsters. There were more than a dozen monster birds hovering in the sky. , There are ten sea clan at the stage of forming pills, the leader is a man in a golden shirt with some golden scales on his face, his back is bulging, and several golden thorns are exposed.

The inheritance of the sea clan is longer than that of the monster clan.

The sea clan at the stage of formation can be transformed into a human form. Of course, part of the torso is still in the form of a monster. The sea clan only lives in the seabed, leaving the sea and fighting on land, their strength is weakened by a small half.

The man in the golden shirt had a ninth-level cultivation base, and his cousin died at the hands of Wang Qingling.

The man in the golden shirt jumped into the sea and quickly swam around the Golden Scorpion Island.

The sea rolled violently, and the waves splashed dozens of feet high.

A quarter of an hour later, waves of more than 100 feet high had risen on the sea surface, and the momentum was terrifying.

A huge roar sounded, and the monstrous waves shot towards the Golden Scorpion Island, targeting Wang Qingling and the others.

"No, just run away."

Qian Jiarun's face changed greatly, and he drove the formation flag in his hand, and hundreds of thick golden beams of light flew out from the golden light curtain to meet the golden light curtain.

Boom!

A huge roar sounded, and the monstrous waves hit the golden light curtain, and the golden light curtain suddenly sank.

Before the waves dissipated, three giant blue sky-high blades descended from the sky and slashed towards the golden light curtain.

A series of roars sounded, and the golden light curtain made a screeching sound that pierced the eardrums, as if sharp weapons collided.

A man with a red body and six hands was holding three giant axes with erratic black light in his hands, and his aura was compelling.

The man's head resembles an octopus, the lower part of the head is a human body, and there are some red scales on his arms.

He is a descendant of the combination of the sea clan and the human clan, and is equivalent to the half-demon of the demon clan.

In order to increase the population, other races often plunder low-level monks and reproduce offspring, and the sea race is no exception.

The other eight sea clans at the Core Formation Stage also attacked the island protection formation of Golden Scorpion Island, followed by tens of thousands of monsters.

All kinds of magic spells are overwhelming, and before they fall on the golden light curtain, it gives people a feeling of destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

All kinds of spells fell on the golden light curtain, like rain hitting banana leaves, and the surface of the golden light curtain lit up with various spells of aura, like fireworks, which was extremely gorgeous.

"I have to give them a little memory, Meng Bin, I'll leave it to you."

Wang Qinglingchong Wang Mengbin instructed that the Qian family's clan protection formation was a simplified version of the fourth-order defensive formation, and for a while, the sea clan could not break through the Qian family's clan protection formation.

Wang Mengbin nodded, his hands clasped together, a huge thunderous sound came from high in the sky, and a dark cloud suddenly appeared high in the sky.

Thunder spells are large-scale killing spells, and they are the most suitable for dealing with these thick-skinned monsters.

"No, Lei Xiu, don't let him cast the spell successfully, just increase the intensity."

The man in the golden shirt changed his expression and quickly ordered.

The ten sea clans in the Core Formation Stage stepped up their offensive, and tens of thousands of monsters attacked at the same time.

Qian Jiarun took out a golden array plate and entered a magic formula.

The ground shook violently, and the golden light curtain suddenly shot out countless golden filaments and greeted them.

For a time, the roar continued, and with the formation, they temporarily blocked the attack of the sea clan.

After ten breaths, a dark cloud several miles in size appeared high in the sky, with lightning and thunder, giving people a feeling of depression.

"Thousands of thunders roar in unison!"

With Wang Mengbin's low voice, hundreds of thick silver lightnings flew out and slashed towards the low-level monsters below. ::

Boom!

A huge roar sounded, and a large group of low-level monsters evaporated, leaving huge steaming pits on the ground.

One after another thick silver lightning continued to fall, and the low-level monsters on the island wanted to avoid, a large piece of yellow mist suddenly appeared on the ground, and a strong gravity emerged out of thin air, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on them, and they moved. No, was struck by silver lightning.

Low-level monsters can't stop the attack of lightning at all. This is not one or two, but hundreds of lightning, let alone low-level monsters. They didn't dare to forge Wang Mengbin's attack easily.

The individual power of the low-level monsters is not strong, but the number is enough. If they are eliminated, the pressure will be reduced.

"Increase the strength of the attack, I don't believe that this turtle shell can't be smashed."

The man in the golden shirt looked cold, raised his hand, and a golden light flew out, turning into a huge golden brick, growing to the size of a hill, and smashing it down.

Other sea clans offered magic weapons one after another and attacked the island protection formation.

No matter how hard the tortoise's shell is, even if the enemy attacks without counterattack, it cannot stop the enemy.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, let's go out to fight, let Meng Bin clean up those low-level monsters, and to deal with these low-level monsters is equivalent to breaking one of their palms."

There are six cultivators on the island, and one can be left to control the formation. Wang Mengbin uses thunder spells to kill low-level monsters, and the other four cultivators go out to meet the enemy, just buy some time. No need for a death fight.

This plan was drawn up after discussions between Wang Qingling and Qian Jiarun and others.