Family cultivation: a psychic mirror at the beginning

"Brother Wen Yuan, the light shield above the head is cracked!"

A burly middle-aged casual cultivator, the power of his punches was beyond imagination.

It was actually the cultivation strength of the sixth level of fetal breath that forcefully smashed the shield of light talisman that could resist the cultivators of the seventh level of fetal breath.

Liu Wenxin, who was on the side, saw faint cracks in the light shield above her head, and she immediately screamed in fright.

"Don't scream, I saw it!"

Liu Wenyuan straightened his body and jumped several meters high. He threw the shield light talisman in his hand and stuck it on the light mask.

With the blessing of this new shield light talisman, the faint cracks began to heal quickly.

"Wen Xin, next to you!"

Liu Wenyuan, who was falling from the air, saw cracks appearing in the light shield beside Liu Wenxin and shouted loudly.

Liu Wenxin reacted quickly and hurriedly threw a shield light talisman to heal the nearly broken light shield.

Within the light barrier, Liu Wenli and other Liu family spiritual disciples also hurriedly began to throw shield light talismans one after another and began to mend.

A group of boys and girls, relying on mutual unity and mutual vigilance, always maintained the shield of the shield light talisman from breaking.

Even if the burly middle-aged casual cultivator outside was like a mad beast, smashing the shield light mask with all his life, he still couldn't get the effect.

He could only watch angrily as Liu Wenyuan, Liu Wenxin, Liu Wenli and other Liu family spiritual disciples hid in the light mask and mended, resolving crisis after crisis.

"These Liu family spiritual roots are really difficult to deal with!"

"However, don't think that this can protect your safety!"

Seeing that he could not break through the shield of light and talisman in front of him despite several heavy blows, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the burly middle-aged casual cultivator.

When he was about to use his strongest Taoist technique, he simply smashed the light barrier in front of him with one blow.

An arrow suddenly shot towards him.

The middle-aged casual cultivator was startled and grabbed the spiritual arrow in his hand.

With a glance, he noticed that it was Liu Wenlong who was in the light shield and shot the arrow at him.

Immediately, he snorted coldly: "I am only at the peak level of the fifth level of fetal breath. Do you think you can kill me like this?"

But before he could be proud for long, the spiritual arrows in his hand exploded, and a thorn talisman suddenly appeared.

The thorn talisman quickly burned and dissipated under the infusion of spiritual power from the exploding spiritual arrows.

Thorns about the thickness of an adult's arm quickly grew and spread, tightly restraining the burly middle-aged casual cultivator.

The barbs growing on the thorns penetrated deeply into the flesh of the middle-aged casual cultivator, causing his face to twist in pain.

Not only that, every barb contains toxins that can paralyze those who are cultivating immortals in the Fetal Breath Realm.

At this moment, the middle-aged casual cultivator not only felt pain all over his body, but also felt that his body was starting to lose control.

The whole person felt as if he had been thrown into the cold winter, and his whole body was stiff.

"The Talisman of Thorns can only trap a cultivator at the sixth level of Fetal Breath for a moment. Brother Wenlong, take advantage of the moment!"

Seeing the middle-aged casual cultivator trapped by the thorn charm, Liu Wenshan immediately urged him.

Liu Wenlong, who was holding a spiritual longbow, had already shot another arrow when Liu Wenshan said this.

That spiritual arrow was wrapped in a fireball talisman.

Boom~

The spiritual arrow hit the middle-aged casual cultivator accurately and exploded.

The terrifying fire directly engulfed the middle-aged casual cultivator's burly body.

The noise caused by the explosion caused the huge martial arts training ground to tremble non-stop, and terrifying cracks appeared on the ground, spreading like a spider web.

After a long time, the blazing fire light dissipated, and the scorching air waves gradually calmed down.

The middle-aged casual cultivator was trapped by the thorn talisman and bombarded by the fireball talisman. His whole body was already scorched black, and his burly body fell heavily to the ground, lifeless.

"Ha! Well done, Brother Wenlong!"

Seeing the middle-aged casual cultivator fall to the ground and die, Liu Wenshan and Liu Wenfeng were both overjoyed.

Liu Wenyuan and other Liu family spiritual roots, who were responsible for assisting and maintaining the shield light talisman, also jumped for joy.

"That trash... was actually picked up by a group of children!"

A casual cultivator with a gloomy face stepped back and saw the charred corpse of his companion, his expression extremely ugly.

"Now, is it time for you to worry?"

While this casual cultivator with a gloomy face cursed in a low voice.

Liu Wenyu, who was holding a spiritual weapon and a long sword, quietly came to him and killed him.

The cold words that reached the ears of this casual cultivator were no less than a reminder, causing his body to tremble.

Just as he was about to take precautions, Liu Wenyu's sword had already struck him.

puff~

The sound of the sword entering flesh and blood was heard, and Yin Ying Sanxiu's head was instantly slashed away by Liu Wenyu's sword.

"Wenlong, you did a good job!"

After killing the Yinyi cultivator with one sword, Liu Wenyu couldn't help but praise Liu Wenlong and others.

After finishing his words, he flashed his body and once again entered the battlefield with his sword.

"Now, of the twelve casual cultivators, only seven are left!"

Liu Wenshan paid attention to the battlefield in the distance and silently counted the number of people on the other side.

"continue!"

Liu Wenlong, who was holding a spiritual longbow, felt the brutality of the battle for the first time. He knew that on the battlefield, some opportunities were fleeting and he could not tolerate any hesitation.

He took a bright light talisman from his sister Liu Wenfeng, decisively bent the bow and pulled the string, condensing an arrow of spiritual power.

"Sister Wen Yu, Sister Wen Run, step back and close your eyes!"

Liu Wenlong shouted sharply.

On the battlefield in the distance, Liu Wenyu and Liu Wenrun quickly retreated towards the rear. At the same time, they each opened their spiritual consciousness and closed their eyes.

The moment her two sisters stepped back, the arrow in Liu Wenlong's hand had already flown out and exploded in mid-air.

The bright light released by the explosion of the Mingguang Talisman caused severe pain in the eyes of several casual cultivators, and they let out miserable screams.

Liu Wenyu and Liu Wenrun took advantage of the opportunity and quickly killed them.

The two sisters cooperated, sword by sword, and frantically harvested the lives of the casual cultivators who were covering their eyes and howling in agony.

However, there were still three casual cultivators who were very alert and were not irritated by the bright light caused by the explosion of the Mingguang Talisman.

"Wen Long and the others are quite capable!"

Shaking his hand, all the blood stained on the long sword in his hand was shaken off.

Liu Wenrun glanced at the corpses of several casual cultivators on the ground and couldn't help but grin.

“After all, I have been practicing for a while.

Although I have never really faced an immortal cultivator, I have Aunt Shuang'er, Uncle Yan Tian and us at the family martial arts training ground to teach us how to fight from time to time.

Wenlong and the others still have some skills and can help at critical moments.

It would be foolish to treat them as children! "

Liu Wenyu smiled softly, feeling sincerely proud to have such a group of brothers and sisters.

Although their cultivation is shallow, they are not afraid of powerful enemies.

Instead, he can give himself and his sister a good assist at a critical moment, and he knows how to create opportunities for his sisters to kill the enemy with one blow.

This ability is not something that just any child can possess.

"Sister is right. That casual cultivator just underestimated Wenlong and the others, and that's why they suffered misfortune."

Hearing his sister's words, Liu Wenrun nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but think of the middle-aged casual cultivator who was jointly eliminated by Liu Wenlong and others.

"There are three more people. Get rid of them as soon as possible and go to help Brother Wenxuan!"

"I'm worried that Brother Wenxuan won't be able to deal with the old man alone."

After withdrawing his thoughts, Liu Wenyu said in a deep voice, and led his sister to kill the last three casual cultivators.

"These two sisters are difficult to deal with."

“Divided we are weak, together we are strong!”

"One person uses a sword, and the other person uses a knife. The power of the combined swords cannot be underestimated."

Seeing the two sisters Liu Wenyu, they joined forces to kill them.

The remaining three casual cultivators had no intention of continuing the fight and could not help but retreat.

Because the three of them knew very well the power of the combined swords of the Liu Wenyu sisters.

Now, the cultivation of the two sisters is at the seventh level of Fetal Breath, and the power they can unleash together is enough to easily fight and kill immortal cultivators who are at the peak of the seventh or even eighth level of Fetal Breath.

If they fight head-on, the three of them will never get any advantage.

What's more, the three of them have to guard against the secret attack of Liu Wenlong's group of Liu's spiritual roots.

Those with spiritual roots of the Liu family should not be underestimated. They are all very clever and clever. If you are not careful, they will wait for an opportunity to sneak attack, thus exposing the gap. What is waiting for is the sure kill from Sister Liu Wenyu!

"I wonder what Ming Lao is doing? Isn't he still unable to defeat Liu Wenxuan, who only has the ninth level of peak fetal breath level?"

Sensing the joint attack of the Liu Wenyu sisters, the three casual cultivators quickly retreated towards the rear to avoid the attack.

One of the casual cultivators glanced out of the corner of his eye at the rickety old man and Liu Wenxuan who were having a fierce exchange, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

"If time delays any longer, Liu Yantian and Baili Moxue may be able to break free from their restraints and head towards this place as soon as possible!"