Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"Asshole...bastard, I...I haven't avenged Sister Huang yet! How can I die? How can I die here?"

Liu Yanshui forcibly fed him a large amount of poisonous pills. Dong Zhang's face turned purple and he huddled on the ground, trembling.

While he was muttering unwillingly, the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom had already rushed towards him, biting his neck fiercely, and gnawing at his flesh crazily.

"As expected, the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom has long been neither human nor ghost. In his current state, he can't tell the difference at all. Whenever he sees the spiritual root, he wants to eat it!"

While the ancestor of Wu State stopped and started to eat Dong Zhang's body crazily, Liu Yanshui got a chance to breathe and understood that the ancestor of Wu State had already lost his humanity and turned into a complete beast. A complete monster.

All of his current actions are driven by his obsession and instinct to swallow up his spiritual roots.

He didn't care at all whether the person in front of him was of the royal family of the Wu Kingdom!

"Just in time, there are a few more people!"

Liu Yanshui, who came back to her senses, sacrificed Dong Jian and other Wu princes and daughters.

Without exception, they were all fed a large amount of poison pills, allowing them to become the blood food of the ancestors of the Wu Kingdom.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

Seeing his brothers and sisters being brutally cannibalized one after another by his ancestors, Dong Jian was filled with grief.

With the last trace of consciousness, he stared hard at the person who was exactly like himself, and used all his strength to roar and question hysterically.

However, Liu Yanshui didn't say much. She just sat quietly on the giant tree branch and watched indifferently as several princes and daughters of the Wu Kingdom were eaten by the ancestors of the Wu Kingdom.

In the end, even Dong Jian was not immune.

"After eating so many poisonous spiritual roots, your body probably won't be able to hold on, old man!"

Watching the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom chewing on Dong Jian's head, Liu Yanshui said with an indifferent expression.

"Blood food! Blood food!"

Throwing away half of Dong Jian's head, the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom fixed his eyes on Liu Yanshui's figure again, and still let out that inhuman roar.

But this time, his breath was obviously much weaker.

Several poisonous princes and princesses were eaten by him, and the poison carried by each one of them flowed throughout his body.

Even though he is an immortal cultivator with half a foot in the foundation, after swallowing a large amount of poison pills, the poison will hardly make him incapacitated, and will even be easily eliminated by the spiritual power in his body.

But unfortunately, after successive battles, the body of the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom could no longer bear it.

Moreover, he is not a human now, but a monster who only cares about eating spiritual roots. How can he still use his spiritual power to try to eliminate the huge amount of toxins in his body?

Wow ~

The body of the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom collapsed to the ground, and he spat out large mouthfuls of black blood with a sound.

Blood splashed to the ground, and white smoke immediately rose up, making a hissing sound.

It can be seen from this that the huge amount of toxins are crazily eroding his insides, crazily corroding his organs, muscles, etc.

"Blood food! Blood food!"

The ancestor of Wu State was paralyzed on the ground, unable to move for a long time, but he kept chanting the word "blood food".

"It's time to send this old thing like you to the West!"

Seeing that the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom was already dead, Liu Yanshui stood up slowly, bent the bow and pulled the string, and the spiritual arrows quickly gathered and aimed at the opponent's head.

huh~

An arrow containing the majestic power of yin and yang pierced the head of the ancestor of Wu State heavily.

Nowadays, the physical condition of the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom cannot stop Liu Yanshui's arrow at all.

After being pierced through the head by the arrow, his mangled body completely lost its movement, and his breath quickly dissipated.

However, Liu Yanshui, who was always cautious, still shot several arrows at the head of the ancestor of the Wu Kingdom. It was only after the opponent's head was shot to pieces and he was sure that he would never survive again that he took back the black arrow in his hand. War bow.

Outside Tianqing Mountain, the venue.

"Brother Baili, tell me, which country's spiritual roots will win this time?"

Dong Zilong led people to sit next to Baili Xi and asked with a smile on his face.

"The spiritual roots of all countries are outstanding. It is difficult to predict who will win."

Baili Xi, who was sipping tea by himself, responded calmly.

"Over the past few years, your country has developed very well, and there have been many outstanding spiritual talents within the country.

For example, that Liu Yanshuang is like thunder to my ears.

If you want to be the winner, you have the spiritual roots of the Yue Kingdom led by a proud woman like Liu Yanshuang. From my guess, the top spot in this battle must be your Yue Kingdom! "

"Brother Zilong is really joking. Although Miss Yan Shuang has outstanding talents, there are also many talented people with spiritual roots in your country and the other three countries!"

Baili Xi responded modestly.

His current thoughts are no longer on competing for the winning spot in the competition.

But thinking about Dong Zilong's next plans and plans?

"Brother Baili is really humble."

Dong Zilong shook his head and laughed. Then, he raised his eyes and looked into the depths of Tianqing Mountain, and said quietly: "Count the time, it's almost time to end!"

"What's the end of it?"

Baili Xi raised his eyebrows, glanced at Dong Zilong beside him, and asked with a smile.

"Oh! I mean, this battle is almost over!"

"After all, it's been several days!"

Upon hearing Baili Xi's question, Dong Zilong responded quickly.

"That's true. I wonder how many spiritual roots each country can come out of the mountain alive in this battle?"

Baili Xi took a sip of the spirit tea and stared at Tianqing Mountain, with a cold light shining in his eyes.

"There should be quite a few!"

Dong Zilong laughed.

At this time, a Wu Guo monk quietly came to Dong Zilong and whispered a few words in a low voice.

After hearing the report from his subordinate cultivator, Dong Zilong's face couldn't help but condense.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and looked at Baili Xi beside him: "Brother Baili, I'll excuse you now!"

"Brother Zilong, you look so hurried, but what are you going to do?"

Seeing that something was not right about Dong Zilong's expression, Baili Xi smiled softly.

"It's no big deal!"

"Then can you let me accompany Brother Zilong to have a look at the situation?"

"If Brother Baili wants to follow, then just follow."

Knowing that Baili Xi was a serious person, the more she refused to let him go, the more the other party decided to go.

Since you can't stop it, just let him go with you.

"Where are Bailixi and Dong Zilong going?"

In the venue, the King of Chu noticed Baili Xi and Dong Zilong, who were preparing to leave the venue under the protection of the casual cultivators around them. He couldn't help but be filled with doubts.

"Would you know if you follow me and take a look?"

The monarch of the northern kingdom slowly stood up, and as he spoke, he led others to follow him and left the venue.

"Let's go!"

The monarch of the Southern Kingdom whispered something, accompanied the monarch of the Chu Kingdom, and led the crowd to follow closely.

......

"How...how did it lead to the source of Yue Guo Ling?"

Outside Tianqing Mountain, some Wu Guo cultivators saw Liu Yanshuang and the others, and their expressions were startled and completely messy.

They knew very well that the order to leave the mountain just now was unique to the Tongxian Master!

"It seems that something has probably happened to the Third Prince and the Child Immortal Master!"

A Wu Guo casual cultivator stared coldly at the Liu Wenyu sisters who had just come out of the mountain, and saw that the two sisters were taking care of the unconscious Liu Yanshuang.

"Have you reported it to the Holy Spirit?"

"We have been notified. The Holy One is bringing people over."

"Well, let the Holy One handle everything personally when he arrives!"

"These three people are all spiritual roots of the Yue Kingdom. It is not advisable for us to take action rashly, lest the Yue Kingdom find out about it and make things worse!"

Several Wu Guosan cultivators were talking quietly to themselves, and noticed from a distance that Dong Zilong was leading the crowd with a gloomy face.

Accompanying him were the Yue monarch Baili Xi and the other monarchs of the Three Kingdoms.

"Greetings to the Holy One!"

Seeing Dong Zilong's arrival, several Wu Kingdom casual cultivators quickly knelt down and worshiped on the ground.

"No need to be polite!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Several non-commercial cultivators from the Wu Kingdom stood up, and one of them came to Dong Zilong's side, looked at the three Liu Yanshuang girls, and whispered: "Those three people came out with the order from Master Tongxian, and the subordinates were worried that the third prince would follow him. Master Tongxian and others..."

"Don't say too much, lest others hear you!"

Dong Zilong immediately interrupted his men.

"Subordinate, I understand!"

Seeing Baili Xi and the monarchs of the Three Kingdoms following him, the Wu country casual cultivator shut up decisively.

"Brother Baili, your country is very powerful! There are actually three spiritual roots who survived!"

Seeing Bailixi leading the crowd forward, Dong Zilong immediately said with a smile.

"It's all luck!"

Baili Xi responded with a calm expression. Someone was already coming forward to check on Liu Yanshuang's injuries.