Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"Retreat! We can't win!"

Seeing Xia Changfei die in the hands of the old monster, Ye Xiaolin said decisively.

Now that the battle has reached this point, he has seen that there is no hope of winning!

Maybe, the lives of the three of them will also be involved!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiaolin's figure flashed and quickly fled into the distance.

Lu Shanglin and Lin Yifeng both followed closely without any hesitation. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the vast forest.

"Those three cowards from Yue Kingdom!"

Nangong Chun noticed that Ye Xiaolin and the others left secretly, frowned and cursed quite angrily.

"The situation is extremely unfavorable to us. There is indeed no point in continuing to fight!"

Looking at the scene, some immortal cultivators had died in the hands of the old monster, and even Mu Xianshi, who was responsible for protecting him, was seriously injured at this moment.

Beiyuan's expression was solemn as never before.

"What? You want to give in too? You've finally fought hard to this point. You just need to continue to persevere, and you will definitely kill that old monster!

escape? Even if we can escape for a while, can we escape for a lifetime?

Wu State deliberately trapped us here because they wanted us all to die here!

We can't find a way to get rid of that old monster. Do you think we still have a chance to survive even if we escape? "

As soon as he heard Beiyuan's words, Nangong Chun was worried that he would take the opportunity to slip away, so he quickly shouted in a deep voice.

"If you want to continue, you can!"

"I'm sorry I can't accompany you anymore!"

Beiyuan replied coldly, and disappeared quickly in a flash.

"Trash! Coward! They are all a bunch of cowards!"

Seeing Beiyuan fleeing quickly without stopping, Nangong Chun narrowed his eyes and cursed coldly again.

The next moment, a crisis suddenly surged into her heart.

"Princess Nangong, run away!"

In the distance, the middle-aged casual cultivator who was responsible for protecting Nangong Chun was knocked back by the palm of the Wu Patriarch. Just as he stabilized his body, he saw the Wu Patriarch turning around and heading towards Nangong Chun to kill him. He couldn't help but change his expression. Change, shouted loudly.

At the same time, he ignored his own injuries and joined forces with Mu Xianshi and the remaining three immortal cultivators to kill the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom.

Although, the middle-aged casual cultivator’s reminder is timely.

However, Nangong Chun still failed to make effective dodges and defenses when faced with the suddenly approaching ancestor of the Wu Kingdom.

With beautiful eyes, she looked at the ferocious-faced ancestor of the Wu Kingdom in front of her, and at the corner of his mouth that was full of flesh and blood from the spiritual roots of various countries.

The depths of his eyes were filled with unprecedented fear!

An unspeakable oppression made her body tremble uncontrollably, and she was frozen in place, unable to even move.

"Run! Run! Run!"

Noticing the claws of the Wu Patriarch in front of him that were thrust towards him, Nangong Chun screamed desperately in his heart.

However, her body just didn't obey her orders at this time.

Click~

The ancestor of the Wu Kingdom broke Nangong Chun's neck with a claw.

With a low roar, like a mad beast, he opened his mouth and bit Nangong Chun's neck fiercely, splashing blood.

Feel the severe pain in your body, feel the helplessness and despair.

In addition to fear, Nangong Chun also felt deep regret!

I regret not running with Beihara just now. Maybe I won't have to face such a situation now.

Damn...damn!

Why show off? The old monster in front of me is not that easy to kill at all!

pity! There is no use regretting!

"asshole!"

Seeing the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom snapping Nangong Chun's neck, he began to eat crazily.

The middle-aged casual cultivator was completely furious, and the long sword in his hand kept slashing at the back of the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom. The sword energy full of sword intent poured out like a gust of wind and rain.

However, the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom only cared about Nangong Chun's body and allowed the middle-aged casual cultivator's sword energy to kill him crazily on his back, but he remained unmoved.

Even at this time, his back was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the white bones revealed among the rolled flesh and blood were faintly visible.

The ancestor of Wu State did not feel any pain at all.

At this time, he really looked like a monster, a monster that had completely lost his sense of pain, reason and humanity!

"Blood food! Blood food!"

After chewing the Nangong Chun in his hand, the ancestor of Wu State looked up to the sky and roared.

The terrifying momentum that broke out sent the middle-aged casual cultivator, Master Mu and others flying tens of feet away, and they all spurted out large mouthfuls of blood.

"The foundation-building immortal cultivator is too strong!"

Immortal Mu sat slumped on the ground, his face as pale as a piece of white paper.

"Yes! It's too strong! Even though so many people joined forces, they couldn't kill him, but many people died!"

The middle-aged casual cultivator also slumped on the ground completely powerless, his eyes sweeping over the corpses on the battlefield that had been devoured by the ancestors of the Wu Kingdom.

Those dead bodies were the spiritual roots of various countries during their lifetime. Their cultivation levels were generally in the womb breath realm, and some of them were in the Qi cultivation realm.

There are even some immortal cultivators from various countries who are responsible for secretly protecting these spiritual roots, and most of them are in the Qi training realm.

However, with such a force, even if they were gathered together, it would be extremely difficult to easily kill the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom.

Instead, the losses were heavy.

"If it weren't for the failure to break through, we would only have half a foot in the foundation. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to compete with the monster to this point, let alone kill it!"

Master Mu Xian smiled miserably.

"Can you still move?"

The middle-aged casual cultivator did not respond, but glanced at Master Mu Xian and asked a question.

“All the internal organs have been displaced, a few ribs have been broken, and the spiritual energy has been almost depleted.

I'm afraid, it won't work! "

Master Mu Xian shook his head and laughed.

"It looks like there is no other way!"

Upon hearing Master Mu's words, the middle-aged casual cultivator smiled bitterly.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he stood up slowly, ignoring the pain in his body, and walked resolutely towards the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom.

"You...want to die?"

Master Mu Xian couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the middle-aged casual cultivator dragging his body with serious injuries and looking for bad luck from the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom.

"Princess Nangong is dead because of my failure to protect her. Even if she leaves alive, I will not have the face to see the Holy Emperor!"

"What's more, there should be no chance for any of us to leave alive. It's better to be happy and take that old thing with us on the road!"

The middle-aged casual cultivator responded slowly while moving forward resolutely.

At this time, he already had the will to die!

"Blood food!!!"

Sensing the aura of the middle-aged casual cultivator, the ancestor of Wu State suddenly turned his head, like a hungry beast, staring at the middle-aged casual cultivator.

He straightened up and charged straight towards the middle-aged casual cultivator.

He opened his mouth full of flesh and blood and bit down hard on the neck of the middle-aged casual cultivator.

Feeling that the old monster in front of him was eating his own flesh and blood, the middle-aged casual cultivator did not have any panic or fear, but was calmer than ever before.

The next moment, he looked ferocious and roared: "Let's die together! Old bastard!"

After shouting fiercely, the middle-aged casual cultivator's Dantian circulated rapidly, and a stream of spiritual power rushed through his body crazily.

Every ray of spiritual power traveled throughout his body, and layers of light blue ripples seemed to appear on his body surface. The dense ripples were like beating blood vessels, constantly filling and expanding.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the body of the middle-aged casual cultivator continued to expand under the collision and expansion of the spiritual power, like a flesh ball that was rapidly filling with gas, faintly on the edge of explosion.

Boom~

There was an earth-shattering explosion.

The self-destruction of the sixth-level qi-training immortal cultivator set off a terrifying and scorching wave of air, which spread wildly and impacted within a kilometer radius.

All the vegetation around him was reduced to ashes by the terrifying explosion, and was swallowed up by the surging flames.

Master Mu and the other three seriously injured immortal cultivators were all instantly thrown away by the terrifying heat wave generated by the explosion.

After flying hundreds of meters, the bodies of the four people fell to the ground from mid-air.

"I can't believe that I have such a death wish?!"

After a long time, Immortal Mu sat up in embarrassment and looked at the center of the explosion from a distance. A flame shot straight into the sky like a rising mushroom cloud.

"The self-destruction of a sixth-level qi-training immortal cultivator should be able to kill a foundation-building immortal cultivator, right?"

On the side, another seriously injured immortal cultivator murmured to himself.

"It's hard to say..."

Immortal Master Mu shook his head, not sure that the self-destruction of a sixth-level qi-training immortal cultivator would definitely kill a foundation-building immortal cultivator.

Even if the old monster is just a half-footed foundation that failed to break through!

"If we can't kill him in this way, we may really have no hope!"