Rise of Qinglian

Chapter 178: mutation

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At this time, the yellow giant bear rushed over.

The Xuanbing flag in Wang Changsheng's hand shook violently, the light on the flag rose sharply, a loud "chichi" sound was heard, and countless white ice needles flew out.

The giant yellow bear sprayed out a stream of yellow sound waves, and the white ice needle was shattered by the impact.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Changsheng flew to a high place.

At this time, some foundation-building monks also flew into the air to avoid the attacks of ground monsters.

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he shook the Xuanbing flag in his hand fiercely. A white light flew out from the tip of the flag and turned into a white cloud hundreds of feet in size.

White clouds rolled and a large sheet of rain poured down.

Soon, the ground within a radius of several hundred feet became wet.

The middle-aged man used two shining golden flying swords and slashed at Wang Changsheng.

The Xuanbing flag in Wang Changsheng's hand shook hard towards the ground, and a large piece of white cold air swept out and hit the ground.

At this time, two golden flying swords also arrived in front of him, and he hurriedly took out a blue flying sword.

With a muffled sound of "clang", the blue flying knife blocked a golden flying sword, and another golden flying sword hit the white mask on Wang Changsheng's body, causing the white mask to shake slightly.

As soon as the white cold air touched the ground, the ground quickly froze, and the ice spread quickly. The yellow bear couldn't avoid it, and its feet were frozen.

The ice layer followed its feet and quickly spread towards its upper body.

It opened its mouth and spat out a stream of yellow sound waves, preventing the ice from spreading, and the ice on its feet quickly shattered.

At this moment, it seemed to sense something. When it looked up, a huge golden brick the size of a house fell from the sky.

It hurriedly opened its mouth and spat out a stream of yellow sound waves. The yellow sound waves temporarily blocked the landing golden bricks, but at this time, the yellow giant bear's feet were frozen again.

With a squeeze of Wang Changsheng's secret, the golden brick's light surged and it quickly hit the ground.

There was a loud noise and the ground shook violently.

Seeing that the spiritual beast he had cultivated for many years was killed by Wang Changsheng, the middle-aged man was shocked and angry. Before he could react, dense white ice needles flew towards him.

The middle-aged man hurriedly offered up a palm-sized golden porcelain bowl with some exquisite patterns engraved on its surface.

He threw the golden porcelain bowl forward and let it hover above his head.

There was a flash of golden light, and the golden porcelain bowl quickly rotated, spraying out a large piece of golden light, which turned into a golden light shield, covering his whole body.

Densely packed white ice needles hit the golden light shield, making a muffled crackling sound.

This was not over yet, a large black cloud appeared above his head without any warning, and dense ice cones fell from it, rushing to hit the golden light shield.

The golden light mask was shaking, and the light was much dimmed.

Three arrow whistles of "swish, swish, swish" rang out, and three arrows glowing with green light shot out, hitting the golden light shield one after another.

There were two muffled sounds, and the golden light shield blocked the first two cyan arrows, and the light was looming. The third cyan arrow hit the golden shield, and the golden shield shattered.

With a scream, a green arrow pierced the middle-aged man's head.

His vision went dark and he fell to the ground, a look of disbelief on his face.

He never imagined that Wang Changsheng could control so many magical weapons at the same time. He originally had a middle-grade defensive magical weapon in his hand, but it was destroyed in a battle some time ago, so he only had this low-grade defensive magical weapon.

As soon as the middle-aged man died, the three-legged fire crow's body expanded rapidly, exploded, and turned into flesh and blood all over the sky. His magic weapons were also scattered on the ground.

Wang Changsheng's expression changed. The crow puppet spread its wings and pounced on the middle-aged man. It grabbed his body with its claws and flew towards Wang Changsheng.

At this moment, dozens of watermelon-sized red fireballs flew towards Wang Changsheng.

A female cultivator from the Yuling Sect held a red flag and looked at Wang Changsheng with murderous eyes.

Wang Changsheng frowned slightly, shook the Xuanbing flag in his hand, and countless white ice needles flew out.

The red fireball was shattered by the white ice needle and turned into a large piece of red flame.

Wang Changsheng slowly landed. At this time, the crow puppet also flew back to him.

There were fewer monks from the Wei Kingdom than from the Song Kingdom, so the female cultivators from the Yuling Sect could not free their hands to deal with Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng found a cyan storage bag from the corpse, and controlled the puppet beast to pick up the magic weapons scattered on the ground.

At this time, Wang Yaozong was fighting fiercely with a beautiful woman in a blue dress. Wang Yaozong was on the fifth floor, while the woman in a blue dress was on the sixth floor.

Wang Yaozong controlled a second-level low-grade puppet beast and had a slight upper hand.

The Wei monks also suffered casualties, but the number of casualties was smaller than that of the Song monks.

Zhao Yuhui was at the fourth level of foundation building. Her opponent was a tall man with a beard and was at the fourth level of foundation building. The two fought equally.

Three disciples of the Tianxing Sect used the formation to release several second-order monsters and hundreds of first-order monsters, killing three Song monks.

This formation brought great trouble to the monks of the Song Kingdom. Several second-level monsters besieged a foundation-building monk, and the foundation-building monk could not resist for long.

With a scream, the protective shield on a Song monk shattered, and his body was torn in half by the black dragon.

"Hurry up and break the formation, otherwise our lives will be in danger."

Chen Tianming shouted loudly, his face was relatively pale. He was tightly entangled by the young man in red shirt and couldn't get away.

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple of the Zixiao Sect held out a gleaming red talisman and flew into the sky above three black flags.

With a muffled sound, the red talisman exploded and turned into a red fire cloud hundreds of feet in size.

With a loud "rumbling" sound, one meteorite after another wrapped in red flames flew out of the red fire cloud and fell towards the ground.

The three disciples of the Tianxing Sect each presented a talisman with yellow runes on its surface, and the yellow talisman flew toward the ground nearby.

Three muffled sounds rang out one after another, and three yellow talismans exploded one after another, turning into a large yellow thick fog, covering the three Tianxing Sect disciples.

The meteorite wrapped in flames was submerged in the thick yellow fog, as if mud was sinking into the sea.

"Second-level formation talisman!" Someone shouted.

A young man in red robe wearing Yaowang Valley's costume took out a glittering blue talisman and slapped it on his body. The blue light flashed, and a sea urchin-shaped blue mask appeared next to his body.

He sat down cross-legged and took out a shiny red talisman with a short ruler pattern painted on the surface.

Two Medicine King Valley disciples automatically flew to the red-robed young man and protected him.

"Fubao! Don't let him activate the talisman, stop him quickly."

The young man in red shirt at Bailingmen seemed to have thought of something and shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the monks from the Wei Kingdom gathered around the young man in red robes, and the monks from the Song Kingdom gathered around the young man in red robes to protect him.

If the young man in red robe can activate the talisman, this battle will be over.