Chapter 1691： Liu Ye joins the war

Dongli Realm, South China Sea.

In a certain piece of blue sea that stretches as far as the eye can see, there are no clouds in the sky, and Wang Qingshan is chasing Zhao Hengbin.

Zhao Hengbin's face was pale, and he was riding a giant red tiger.

"If you want to leave, leave the head to sacrifice to my cousin."

Wang Qingshan's indifferent voice sounded, his face full of murderous intent.

Wang Qingshan wrote down every Nascent Soul cultivator who attacked Qinglian Island. He swore at Wang Qingjun's grave that he would kill all these Nascent Soul cultivators.

Every time there is a war, Wang Qingshan will deal with the Yuanying monks who attacked Qinglian Island.

When his sword technique was pinched, the nine blue glass swords burst into a dazzling blue light, and the sound of the swords was loud. After a turn, nine cyan lotus flowers went straight to Zhao Hengbin.

Zhao Hengbin snorted softly, flipped his palm, black light flashed, and a black inkstone the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

The style of the black inkstone is simple and simple, and there is ink flowing slowly in the washing tank.

Zhao Hengbin threw the black inkstone into the void, and then punched a magic trick. The black inkstone suddenly burst into a dazzling black light, and its size soared to more than a hundred feet.

The mouth of the black stone inkstone slanted downwards, and a stream of ink emitting the fragrance of ink fell, like a black waterfall, standing horizontally above the sea.

Wang Qingshan's sword art was pinched, the sound of the sword was like thunder, and the dense blue sword energy swept out, turning into a beam of sword light hundreds of meters long, slashing towards the black waterfall with the momentum of destroying the dead.

The Sky-high sword struck the black waterfall, like mud like the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

Wang Qingshan frowned, turned his hand and took out the Lingbao Qinglian Sword.

There was a muffled sound of "puchi", and a blue flame appeared on the sword of Qinglian Sword, and the temperature suddenly rose.

Holding the Qinglian sword, he slashed towards the black waterfall.

There was a muffled sound of stabbing, the void oscillated and twisted, and a thousand-meter-long sword light flashed out, slashing towards the black waterfall.

The black waterfall was like a thin piece of paper, smashed by Qingtian Jianguang, and Qingtian Jianguang slashed on top of the black inkstone, and the black inkstone flew out.

Nine cyan lotus flowers approached, and they were about to hit Zhao Hengbin.

The red giant tiger under Zhao Hengbin made an angry tiger roar, the void shook, and a red sound wave swept out, facing the nine cyan lotus flowers.

The nine cyan lotus flowers collided with the red sound waves, flew out one after another, restored the flying sword body, surrounded Zhao Hengbin, the nine azure glass swords swayed one after another, the sound of the swords continued, and a little blue light appeared in the void, turning into one flower. A palm-sized cyan lotus.

"Sword formation!"

Zhao Hengbin's complexion became ugly. His face showed a crazy look, and his body was full of aura. The whole person merged into the body of the red giant tiger. Suddenly a face appeared, it was Zhao Hengbin, the red giant tiger's breath soared, and quickly went from the fourth-order low-grade to the fourth-grade high-grade.

The dense cyan lotus came from all directions, like a sharp sword, hitting the red giant tiger, and there was a muffled sound of "kengkeng", and the cyan lotus seemed to hit the copper wall and the iron wall.

The red giant tiger let out a roar, and countless red flames appeared all over its body, and sparks of light appeared in the void, turning into red fireballs, there were thousands of them, like stars in the sky.

The dense red fireballs swept away in all directions, with an astonishing momentum. This is not the end. The red giant tiger's wings slammed fiercely, and more than a dozen red hot winds emerged out of thin air and swept toward the surrounding.

Boom!

After a huge roar sounded, nine azure glass swords flew out upside down, a piercing sound that pierced the eardrums, and a cyan long rainbow shot out, hitting the red giant tiger with a mighty thunder.

The red giant tiger opened its **** mouth and spewed out billowing flames, hitting the cyan Changhong.

The red flame hit the cyan Changhong, and the cyan Changhong stagnated immediately, showing its true appearance. It was a flying sword with a sparkling cyan light. There was a cyan lotus flower on the hilt, which was the cyan lotus sword.

The blue flame on Qinglian Jianjian spread, and the red flame suddenly dissipated.

The billowing flames split into two, and the cyan Changhong sank into the mouth of the red giant tiger and shot out from its abdomen.

The blue light flashed, and the blue Changhong turned into the figure of Wang Qingshan. Wang Qingshan was holding the Qinglian sword in his hand, and his face was slightly pale.

With his cultivation in the middle of Nascent Soul, the cultivator in the later stage of Nascent Soul could not stop him from using the secret technique of unifying human and sword.

At this moment, the void above Wang Qingshan's head fluctuated together, and a little bit of blue light emerged, turning into a blue dragon claw more than thirty feet long, grabbing at Wang Qingshan's Tianling cover.

Wang Qingshan's reaction was quick, and the Qinglian sword in his hand slashed into the air above his head.

Keng!

With sparks flying, Wang Qingshan felt an unstoppable force coming, and he quickly fell towards the sea.

The sea surface tumbled violently, setting off huge waves more than a hundred feet high, and a cyan flood dragon with a length of more than one hundred meters drilled out of the sea. This was a fifth-order flood dragon, and it was Long Xiaoyao.

The cyan Flood Dragon opened its **** mouth and let out a loud dragon roar. A strong suction force emerged out of thin air, and Wang Qingshan flew towards its mouth quickly.

At this moment, a golden thunder light lit up in the void above the azure dragon's head, and a flying sword that flickered incessantly appeared out of nowhere. The sword body of the golden flying sword was wrapped by countless golden arcs. precious.

Countless golden arcs emerged from the golden flying sword, turning into a golden long rainbow over a hundred feet long, slashing towards the cyan dragon.

Being caught off guard, the cyan Flood Dragon couldn't avoid it, and hurriedly spewed out a gust of green wind.

Keng!

Sparks splashed everywhere, the cyan gust was smashed by the golden Changhong, and the cyan Changhong slashed on the left dragon horn of the cyan Jiaolong. For the appearance of Long Xiaoyao, there is a blood hole the size of a finger on his head.

"Which fellow Daoist is hiding in the dark? What kind of skill is hiding in the dark?"

Long Xiaoyao said with a cold face.

"As a god-turning cultivator, what kind of skill do you have to attack the juniors of Nascent Soul? Dare to attack the disciples and grandsons of the old man, do you really think that the old man would not dare to kill all the low-level cultivators of your Tianlan Sect?"

A cold and ruthless male voice suddenly sounded, and the voice just fell. Liu Ye flew from a distance and stopped at a high altitude with an indifferent expression.

"The disciple pays respects to Master Liu."

When Wang Qingshan saw Liu Ye, his face beamed with joy, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Hmph, it seems that we dare not do anything to your low-level monks."

Long Xiaoyao looked disdainful.

"Then you can try to move my Taiyi Immortal Sect disciple to see if it's my sword that is fast, or your body that resists beatings."

Liu Ye had a murderous look on his face, and three flying swords of different colors flew out, hovering uncertainly above his head, each flying sword was a spiritual treasure.

During the outbreak of the Absolute Spiritual Qi, it was not that the Dongli Realm did nothing, and the major forces took out a lot of rare materials to refine spiritual treasures.

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