Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

On one side of the battlefield, King Huangzhou was in tattered clothes and pale, and three demon Yuanyings besieged him together.

"Boom!"

His protective shield was broken, and a demon Yuanying hit his chest with a palm.

He suddenly felt as if his chest was hammered by thousands of hammers, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out directly. His body flew backwards, and three beast claws grabbed his head at the same time.

At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and everyone's eyes were blinded.

"Ahhh..."

Only a few screams were heard, and nothing could be seen.

When the red light dissipated, there was only a beautiful figure standing in the air between heaven and earth.

"Your Highness!"

When King Huangzhou saw the person coming, he bowed slightly, and a touch of joy of surviving the disaster flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, another woman in a white dress stood in the air, her breath fluctuated a little, and she looked at the beautiful figure in the red dress with a serious face.

"You lost!"

Hua Qianhong murmured.

The Sky Fox Ancestor glanced around and his face darkened slightly.

"Retreat!"

After the words fell, the Sky Fox Ancestor disappeared directly, and the Yuanying demons also fled in all directions.

"You go to take over the demons' territory!"

Hua Qianhong left after she finished speaking. She was going to help the other two fronts.

"Kill, wipe out the demons!"

Seeing that the situation was settled, the King of Huangzhou roared and led many cultivators to chase in the direction of the demons.

Seeing this scene, the human cultivators' momentum soared, and they chased after the defeated demons.

The Sky Fox Ancestors of the demons were defeated, and they could not raise their momentum at all. The Immortal Destruction City was quickly broken and occupied by the human coalition forces, and countless demons fled in all directions.

Li Changsheng returned to the battlefield to understand the situation and joined the camp to hunt down the demons.

Three months later, a piece of good news spread throughout the Zhongzhou continent. The three fronts of the demons were completely defeated, and they continued to shrink their forces. The human race won a great victory.

…

Zi Zao Sea, Nangong Clan.

The entire Nangong family was in ruins, with broken buildings on the island, flames shooting up into the sky, and a large number of corpses lying in a pool of blood.

A huge blue light shield enveloped the entire Nangong family, and more than a dozen figures wearing black masks were constantly attacking, and spells of spiritual light exploded like fireworks, shaking the light curtain constantly.

High in the sky, Nangong Wentian was beaten by three black-robed figures and vomited blood.

"Boom!"

A huge air wave exploded, and Nangong Wentian was directly knocked out, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Damn, who are you?"

Nangong Wentian's face was pale, and he looked at the three people in front of him with a shocked face.

The three were all in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but when they besieged him together, he could only barely resist.

He was originally participating in the war of the sea clan on the front line, but received the news that the family was besieged, and hurried over. The entire Nangong family was close to extinction.

"The dead don't need to know too much!"

The leader pinched his magic formula, and the bronze halberd in his hand burst into a dazzling green light, slashing fiercely towards Nangong Wentian.

The other two people sacrificed a white flying sword and three red gems.

Nangong Wentian was horrified, and slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a black pottery jar appeared in his hand.

"Boom!"

A black torrent surged out of the pottery jar and collided with the spiritual light released by the other three people.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of earth-shaking explosions came, and the magic weapons of the three people were directly blown away by the black torrent.

"What?"

The three looked at the black pottery jar in the sky with shock.

"Be careful, this is a powerful spiritual treasure!"

The leader reminded immediately.

"Spiritual treasure!"

The other two were shocked at first, and then greed appeared in their eyes. Each spiritual treasure is a rare treasure, and the three of them are still using magic weapons.

"Come on!"

Nangong Wentian's momentum soared, and the mana of the late Nascent Soul was injected into the black pottery jar.

"Buzz!"

The black pottery jar trembled slightly, and runes flew out of the jar and instantly merged into the sky.

The next moment, a black skeleton hundreds of feet tall appeared in the air, baring its fangs and claws, ferocious and terrifying.

"Boom!"

A huge roar resounded through the sky, and the black skeleton raised its head and roared, waving its hands suddenly, and countless skulls flew out, densely smashing into the three people.

The leader took a deep breath, and then took out a purple talisman with arcs flashing on it.

"Pardon!"

With a pull of mana in his hand, the purple talisman turned into a purple chain and flew to the sky and exploded.

"Boom!"

A large piece of purple lightning exploded in the void, splitting the skeletons in the sky into powder.

Immediately afterwards, the leader pinched the formula again.

Purple thunder gathered in the air, forming a giant thunder sword that was hundreds of feet long, slashing towards the huge black skeleton.

"Boom!"

The black skeleton was hit by the giant thunder sword, and it collapsed and turned into ashes.

"What?"

Nangong Wentian's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth and immediately fled to the sky.

As long as the green mountains are there, there will be no worries about firewood. His mana consumption was too great.

"Brother, do you want to chase him?"

"He can't escape, destroy the Nangong family first!"

The three of them immediately fled downwards. With the addition of three Yuanying Zhenren, the Nangong family's protective formation was broken before it lasted long.

On the other side, Nangong Wentian's face was full of grief and anger, but he couldn't die.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis enveloped him, his hair stood on end, and a deadly chill came over him.

In a hurry, he could only barely hold up a defensive shield.

"Boom!"

A ferocious dragon claw suddenly slapped his head.

"Puff!"

The defense was broken, and Nangong Wentian was directly slapped dozens of miles away, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Quick reaction!"

A playful voice sounded, a flash of light flashed, and a figure wearing a silver mask appeared in the air.

"Who is Daoyou, why are you targeting my Nangong family?"

Nangong Wentian's eyes were extremely solemn. This person actually had the cultivation of Yuanying Daquan, and his aura was gathering and dispersing, as if he was floating between the incarnation and the Yuanying.

He was full of doubts. This person was wearing a silver mask, and he was obviously in the same group as the previous three people.

But the masks of several people had the effect of concealing their spiritual consciousness, and he had no idea who was targeting their Nangong family.

The masked man did not speak, and between waving his sleeves, a red light flew out and turned into a three-foot-long sword.

The blade was blood red, revealing a strong murderous aura, and a fierce pressure swept out.

"This is... the Blood Blade! You are the Blood Demon Ancestor."

Nangong Wentian screamed in shock, obviously recognizing the origin of this blood blade.

Then he shook his head unconsciously, muttering to himself: "Impossible, the Blood Demon Ancestor killed too many people three thousand years ago, and was forced out of the Canghai Realm."

"Impossible, impossible?"

Nangong Wentian kept shaking his head.

At this moment, the blood-colored sword shook slightly, and a blood-colored sword light that crossed the void whizzed away.

Wherever the sword light passed, a blood light suddenly appeared.

"Dang!"

A loud noise came out, and the black pottery jar was directly chopped away. At the same time, a roar resounded through the sky, and Nangong Wentian suddenly screamed and covered his ears with both hands.

A sword light flashed, and a flying sword passed through Nangong Wentian's heart.

He widened his eyes, with an incredible look in his eyes.

A mini Yuanying suddenly flew high into the sky, and a cyan glow flew out to cover the Yuanying, and then it was collected into a green bottle.

The masked figure held the green bottle and snorted coldly: "How can the Blood Demon Ancestor be compared with me."

Then he looked at the black pottery jar in his hand, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Could this be that person's thing?"

He glanced around, burned Nangong Wentian's body, and fled into the distance.

A month later, the news of the destruction of the Nangong family spread, making all the Yuanying cultivators fighting on the front line extremely nervous. The God-Transforming Ancestor was furious and investigated the reasons for the destruction of the Nangong family.