Chapter 1367： 9 blue glass swords

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Red Moon Sea, Qingli Island.

More than a dozen cyan lotus flowers flew through the sky. A tall and tall blue-shirted youth and a graceful blue-skirted young woman stood at the front. The blue-shirted youth was named Wang Tianhai, who was in charge of the Silver Snake Island. The blue-skirted young woman was Wang Tianqing.

Wang Tianqing married into the Zhang family. Over the years, the relationship between the Zhang and Wang families has become more and more close. Whenever the Zhang family holds any celebration, the Wang family will send someone to participate.

Today is the 100-day banquet of Wang Tianqing's seventh grandson. She sent someone to inform Wang Tianhai and invite Wang Tianhai to visit Qingli Island for a small gathering.

Silver Snake Island is not very far from Qingli Island. Wang Tianhai has nothing to do, so he brought people to Qingli Island as a guest.

At this moment, a loud noise came from a certain peak full of exotic flowers and plants, and the entire peak shook violently.

Wang Tianqing was shocked and stopped, Wang Tianhai and others were dumbfounded.

Wang Tianhai has been to Qingli Island many times. If he remembers correctly, Zhang Wuchen's cave seems to be at the peak of the loud noise.

A group of monks flew from a distance, led by Zhang Zhiyang.

"No one is allowed to approach Wuchen Peak, what should you do?"

Zhang Zhiyang shouted loudly.

Wang Tianqing didn't think much, and flew towards his cave with Wang Tianhai and others.

Wuchen Peak, there is a cyan palace with blue bricks and glazed tiles on the top of the peak. The three characters "Wuchen Palace" are written on the plaque. This is Zhang Wuchen's residence.

In a secret room more than 100 feet long, Zhang Wuchen sat on the futon with a grim expression, and his eyes were full of joy.

Her breath was much stronger than before. After taking the nourishing pill, she made up for the loss of Yuanshen, retreated for a period of time, and successfully entered the middle stage of Yuanying.

"Senior Brother Du and Sister Fang, for the humiliation you brought me, I, Situ Mei, will definitely pay back a hundredfold. I want to let the master know that her choice was wrong, and I am the best candidate for the palace master of the Sun Moon Palace."

Zhang Wuchen said with a wicked smile, his eyes were full of resentment, a little silver light appeared behind her, and suddenly turned into a round silver full moon more than ten feet in size, exuding a coolness.

Hundreds of years ago, Situ Mei and Fang Yue fought infighting over the position of Palace Lord of the Moon Palace. Du Chang and Fang Yue joined forces to deal with Situ Mei, forcing Situ Mei to expose herself, but she kept her hand and used the secret method to cultivate the second primordial spirit. The dual soul is entrusted to a strange treasure, and Zhang Wuchen accidentally got this strange treasure and was taken away by Situ Mei.

Situ Mei changed his body and became Zhang Wuchen. If not, how could the Zhang family rise up in hundreds of years, from a small family with three foundation-building cultivators to a cultivator family with three Nascent Soul cultivators in charge. The competition in the South China Sea is very fierce. Intense, through the ages, I don’t know how many immortal clans have disappeared in the long river of history.

Spring and autumn come, and three years have passed quickly.

On Qinglian Island, Wang Qingling stood on a peak more than a thousand feet high, looking at a huge thundercloud in the sky, smiling happily.

Under the huge thundercloud, there is a huge valley extending in all directions, and a purple python hovering above a towering ancient tree.

The purple giant python's body is covered with purple scales the size of a palm, and on its head there is a meat ball similar to a cockscomb, which is very strange.

It spits out thick and long snake letters, and its eyes are full of fear.

Thunderclouds roared with thunder, lightning and thunder, and thunder snakes danced wildly.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a deafening thunder, a silver lightning with the thickness of an adult's arm flew out of the huge thundercloud and struck the purple python accurately.

It let out a painful hissing sound, and a dazzling silver thunder light drowned the purple python.

The thunder continued, and one after another thick silver lightning fell from the sky and slashed towards the purple giant python below.

Wang Qingling looked at the silver thunder light, and there was a bit of worry in her beautiful eyes.

"Roar!"

Bingfeng Jiao, who was lying beside Wang Qingling, let out a loud dragon roar, which seemed to be cheering up the purple giant python.

Wang Qingling touched Bingfeng Jiao's head, looked at Bingfeng Jiao with a doting face, and said, "Xiao Bai, it would be great if you could advance to the fourth rank."

Wang Changsheng had already told Wang Qingling to let her cultivate the ice wind Jiao carefully, and the family strongly supported her, which greatly eased Wang Qingling's burden. It was indeed difficult for her to raise three third-order spirit beasts by herself.

In terms of combat power alone, the Double Eyed Rat, the Gold-Swallowing Ant, and the Soul-devouring Golden Cicada are not the opponents of the Ice Wind Jiaojiao.

It is rude to say that Bingfeng Jiao is currently the most powerful spirit beast in the Wang family. There is no one, even the guardian spirit bird Lei Feng is not necessarily an opponent of Bingfeng Jiao.

Lei Feng was already a third-tier middle-ranking bird. As a guardian spirit bird, the resources he obtained for immortality cultivation were not comparable to those of Bingfeng Jiao.

Whether it is Bingfeng Jiao or Lei Feng, once they advance to the fourth rank, the Wang family will have one more Nascent Soul cultivator, which is of great significance.

After a cup of tea, the thunder cloud dissipated, and the towering ancient trees disappeared, replaced by a huge pit There was a burst of heat in the pit, and the soil was black.

"Did you fail!"

Wang Qingling was a little disappointed. It was very difficult to transform a dragon into a dragon. If it wasn't for the secret technique of cultivating dragons from the Wulong Palace, the Wang family would not have cultivated multiple third-order dragons.

"Let's go! Xiaobai, let's go back! I hope there will be an extra third-order Jiaolong next time."

Wang Qingling jumped on the back of Bingfeng Jiao, and Bingfeng Jiao flew towards Bailing Peak.

Qinglian Peak, Ziyueyuan.

In the refining room, Wang Changsheng and Fairy Ziyue sat opposite each other. Nine green flying swords were suspended in front of them. The surface of the swords had a cyan sword light about a foot long.

The cyan flying sword is about three feet long, and the whole body is crystal clear, flashing with bursts of cyan aura, as if it was made of cyan jade.

Each cyan flying sword is the same size, and at the same time they emit a clear sound of sword chirping, echoing each other.

"Successful, Junior Sister Tian, ​​we have succeeded, and we have finally refined it."

Wang Changsheng was a little excited. Wang Qingshan used this flying sword to set up a sword formation. Once trapped by the sword formation, the monks in the middle Nascent Soul would be in trouble.

Fairy Ziyue wiped the sweat on her forehead, nodded and said, "It's not worth our hard work for so long, your nephew will definitely increase his strength with this set of flying swords."

"Junior Sister Tian, ​​you have a good rest first. I will send this set of flying swords to Qingshan. He will definitely be very happy."

Wang Changsheng said hello to Fairy Ziyue, rolled up his sleeves, put away his nine azure glass swords, and hurried to the outside.

Fairy Ziyue smiled sweetly, if it wasn't for knowing that Wang Qingshan was Wang Changsheng's nephew, Fairy Ziyue would have thought that Wang Qingshan was Wang Changsheng's son!

Every time Wang Changsheng refines a set of flying swords for Wang Qingshan, he is very excited, even happier than he owns a complete set of magic weapons.