Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"roll!"

Song Changsheng let out a wild beast-like roar from deep in his throat, waves of sound washing over Zhang Chengzhou's eardrums, and the [Silver Dragon Mace] in his hand suddenly lashed towards his left waist like a silver lightning.

This attack was extremely swift, but Zhang Chengzhou was also a veteran with many years of experience. In a split second, he drew his gun and retreated, pointing the gun in the distance and shouting loudly: "Stop!"
As soon as the word was uttered, brilliant golden light shot out from the tip of the gun, like chains wrapped around Song Changsheng's body, binding him tightly.

Song Changsheng only felt that something was slowly and firmly invading his flesh and blood through the dragon scales covering his body. As this force invaded, his limbs gradually became stiff and his movements became increasingly slow.

“Hahaha, you’ve been hit by my [Golden Light Immobilization Technique], so you’d better give up struggling and accept your death!” Zhang Chengzhou laughed wildly.

He also created an information gap. If it were someone who had been active in the Gusu cultivation world for a long time, most of them would know about his famous skill, and the chances of a successful sneak attack would be greatly reduced. However, Song Changsheng had just arrived and had no idea how powerful this secret technique was, and he fell into the trap instantly.

At this time, Feng Wujing, who was swept down by the [Mountain-Shaking Halberd], also came back. Seeing that Song Changsheng was hit by the [Golden Light Immobilization Technique], he was immediately surprised.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, there is no need to waste words with him. Let's take advantage of this great opportunity and work together to kill him. After the mission is accomplished, I will keep my promise and not take a penny!"

When Feng Wujiu said this, his heart was bleeding. In just a short moment of fighting, Song Changsheng had already sacrificed two magic weapons, proving his considerable wealth. Now all of them belonged to Zhang Chengzhou.

Zhang Chengzhou was also aware of this. After hearing Feng's endless cries, the smile on his face became a little difficult to control. Without hesitation, he shook the spear in his hand. Bright light instantly covered the spear body, and powerful magic power poured out like a flood and gathered on the spear tip.

"Minor magical power [Settling Thousand Mountains]"

On the other side, Feng Wujin no longer hid his clumsiness. He turned his palm over, and a slender sword appeared in his hand. He held the sword with both hands and raised it above his head. Endless sword energy lingered, and a phantom of a sword flashed behind him, and the loud and high-pitched sword chanting resounded through the sky.

"Minor Magical Power [Breaking the Waves]"

Neither of them held back at all and used all their strength. An ordinary Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivator would have to temporarily avoid the attack, let alone Song Changsheng who was hit by the [Golden Light Immobilization Technique].

In their eyes, Song Changsheng is already a dead man!

Feeling the powerful aura released from both sides, Song Changsheng's heart was not at all flustered. He compressed the strength in his body to the extreme, and then suddenly exploded.

The powerful impact from inside out made him groan, and a trickle of scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but the restrictions planted in his body also broke apart bit by bit.

The moment he regained his freedom, Song Changsheng activated the [Light Smoke] under his feet, and his speed suddenly increased exponentially. Zhang Chengzhou and the other man only saw a flash before their eyes, and Song Changsheng had disappeared.

The attack that the two had been preparing for for a long time came to nothing, and all this happened in a flash, so fast that they didn't even have time to react.

"How could he be so fast!" Looking at Song Changsheng who appeared above them at some point in time, Feng Wujin's face looked like he had seen a ghost.

Zhang Chengzhou beside him was even more incredulous, saying, "You actually cracked my [Golden Light Immobilization Technique]!"

He has been in the martial arts world for so many years, and his [Golden Light Immobilization Technique] has never failed as long as it successfully hits the target. However, Song Changsheng broke it so easily that he couldn't help but doubt himself.

"It's just a restriction. Do you think you can hide it from me?" Song Changsheng reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with a cold look on his face. The essence of this [Golden Light Immobilization Technique] is to forcibly implant the restriction into the body of the cultivator.

As a formation master, he needs to deal with restrictions almost every day. He can see through their essence the moment he comes into contact with them and directly chooses to break them with force. Although it costs a little, considering his own strong recovery ability, this minor injury is nothing.

"Okay, okay, I really underestimated you." Zhang Chengzhou's face was gloomy. When they just started fighting, he thought that Song Changsheng was just so-so. He secretly ridiculed Feng Wujin for being too incompetent that he couldn't even deal with a junior cultivator in the middle stage of Purple Mansion. Now it seems that he was wrong, and wrong to an outrageous degree.

Not only does Song Changsheng have great physical strength, his speed is also beyond their reach.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, it's up to you." Zhang Chengzhou gave Feng Wujin a covert look. This was not the first time the two had worked together, and Feng Wujin understood immediately.

Zhang Chengzhou used his body skills and leaped in front of Song Changsheng in a few leaps, fighting with him with his spear. Feng Wujin did not attack rashly again, but stayed at the edge of the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Song Changsheng was not afraid of a two-on-one situation, and he seemed to be at ease in a one-on-one situation. He used [Mountain-Shaking Halberd] and [Silver Dragon Mace] to attack repeatedly, making Zhang Chengzhou cry out in pain.

But in order to create a chance for Feng Wujin, he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Unfortunately, Song Changsheng's strength was beyond his expectations. Relying on the superhuman speed brought by [Light Smoke], he made him run around in circles and he couldn't find any flaws at all.

In order to avoid any more trouble, Zhang Chengzhou gritted his teeth, took out a red bead from his arms, and threw it gently. The bead turned into a red light and rushed straight to Song Changsheng's heart.

Song Changsheng hit the red bead with his mace in his backhand. Under the influence of the huge force, dense cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the red bead.

A heart-pounding force was released from the red bead. Song Changsheng's eyelids twitched and he quickly pulled away.

His reaction speed had reached the limit, but the speed of the red bead's explosion was too fast. He had just pulled away when a scorching force instantly exploded in the air.

The heat wave swept through, and the air within a few miles was instantly burned out. Song Changsheng, who was at the center of the explosion, was directly knocked away by the huge impact force.

The terrifying high temperature burned Song Changsheng all over his body. There was almost no healthy flesh on his body. From a distance, he looked like a piece of charcoal and fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

Seeing this, Zhang Chengzhou's eyes suddenly burst into a gleam of brilliance, and he hurriedly said: "Feng Daoyou, hurry!"

Feng Wujin received the order, waved his sleeves, and a huge golden net covered the sky and the sun, and was directed towards the place where Song Changsheng fell.

Song Changsheng didn't expect that Zhang Chengzhou had such a sharp trump card hidden. He suffered a loss and his soul was shaken. He only recovered now.

Looking at the big net, Song Changsheng used his magic power to forcibly lift up his rapidly falling body, and then opened his mouth and spit out a ball of [Purple Void Divine Fire].

The [Purple Void Divine Fire] quickly spread to the entire web as soon as it came into contact, making a "sizzling" sound, which made Feng Wujin's heart break.

This net of his is a top-grade magic weapon, woven from [golden silk] and extremely precious. He seldom uses it, but at this moment, its spiritual light was dimmed by the burn in just a moment.

In fact, this was just a coincidence. Although the [Golden Silk] was tough, it was afraid of being burned by spiritual fire for a long time. The destructive power of the [Purple Void Divine Fire] was far superior to that of ordinary spiritual fire. It would directly attack with a dimensionality reduction attack and soon burn out an obvious large hole.

The magic weapon was damaged, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out of his mouth. Then his face turned pale and his aura plummeted.

Opportunity is rare and will never come back. Song Changsheng took this opportunity to directly summon the [Yin Yang Soul-Slaying Gourd] that had been hidden for a long time.

"Please gourd to kill the spirit!"

The soul-severing blade silently crossed the sky, slicing off Feng Jinji's head and soul.

"careful!"

Zhang Chengzhou quickly took action to block Feng Wujing, but unfortunately the effect was mediocre and it only made him deviate a little.

At the critical moment, a diamond-shaped jade pendant on Feng Wujin's waist was activated passively, a hazy glow emerged, and a shield with rippling water appeared, covering him. The Soul Slashing Blade could only leave a scratch on its surface.

Seeing this, Zhang Chengzhou immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

If Feng Wujin was killed by Song Changsheng, he would have no choice but to run away in fear.

But before he could finish his breath, he saw Song Changsheng forming seals with his hands, and a golden sword a meter long appeared in front of him.

"Small magical power [Soul-killing Golden Sword]"

"cut!"

Song Changsheng's tongue burst into spring thunder, and the golden sword split into two in the air, slashing towards Feng Wujin and Zhang Chengzhou respectively.

The two of them only felt that the defense of their sea of ​​consciousness was violently torn apart. The golden knife slashed on their sea of ​​consciousness, and a sharp pain came over their souls, as if a sharp knife had been stirring in their heads.

"Innate magical power [Yin Yang Annihilation]"

Song Changsheng did not give them any chance to breathe. His eyes turned black and white as he opened them. A pair of huge pupils appeared behind him. An aura of vicissitudes and grandeur came over them, as if a god was watching them, making people tremble with fear.

The world in front of Feng Wujin and Zhang Chengzhou suddenly turned black and white. They could not escape from it, could not see through it.

Fear grows in my heart, but I can do nothing about it.

"Destroy it!" Song Changsheng whispered softly. Two completely opposite forces acted on the two of them, as if to tear their bodies and souls in half.

Feeling the tearing sensation coming from his body, Feng Wujin thought about it, and the storage bag opened automatically, and a snow-white jade slip appeared in front of him.

"Please, ancestor, save me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surface of the jade slip cracked instantly, and a tremendous force was released. Ripples swept through the void, and the black and white world shattered.

His magical power was broken, and Song Changsheng's face suddenly flushed abnormally, and a fishy-sweet taste surged in his throat, but he forced himself to swallow it back.

At this moment, the two people who had escaped from Song Changsheng's magical power were already sweating profusely. They had really just walked back from the gates of hell.

Feng Wujin looked at Song Changsheng as if he was looking at a monster. If he had not carried with him the protective jade slip passed down by the founder of Ziyun Pavilion, he would have been a dead man now.

To be precise, if it weren't for these two life-saving cards, he would have died twice.

The strength displayed by Song Changsheng was totally different from what a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator should possess!

How could he know that Song Changsheng had already integrated the two spiritual objects of heaven and earth, gold and earth, and possessed four of the five elements. His magic power was as strong as that of a Purple Mansion Great Perfection cultivator.

Coupled with all these methods and magic weapons, his strength has reached an extremely exaggerated level.

If he didn't have some support, Song Changsheng would not have risked his life to lure the snake out of its hole when he knew that Feng Wu Xi might have helpers.

It's a pity that Feng Wujin, as the head of a pavilion, had an endless supply of life-saving items, which made his efforts in vain several times, and most of his own cards were exposed.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of Sifang City, his eyes slightly gloomy.

"We can't delay this any longer."

Thinking of this, Song Changsheng no longer hesitated and directly sacrificed the [Five Thunder Heavenly Evil Talisman] that he had obtained in Luoxia City.

At the moment when the talisman paper was burned out, a thunderstorm appeared above the two people's heads, with thunder rumbling, lightning flashing, and the breath of destruction brewing.

"Third-level top-grade thunder talisman!"

Zhang Chengzhou's voice became a little sharp.

The power of the third-grade top-grade talisman is already strong, and the destructive power of the thunder talisman is even more astonishing. The two of them are seriously injured at this moment, and their trump cards are almost exhausted, making it almost impossible for them to resist.

He was afraid, he was really afraid.

No matter how generous the reward is, you have to be alive to spend it.

Thinking of this, he sold out Feng Wujin without hesitation, quickly took out a [Magic Talisman] and stuck it on the outside of his thigh, then fled the battlefield at high speed.

"Zhang Chengzhou!"

Feng Wujin's eyes were red with anger. He had not expected that after decades of friendship, the other party would sell him out so easily.

Seeing Zhang Chengzhou fleeing in a streak of light, Song Changsheng's eyes flickered slightly. He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to let him go.

Firstly, the [Magic Talisman] used by the other party was of a high grade, and he might not be able to catch up in a short period of time. Moreover, Zhang Chengzhou was only tempted by the benefits and had no hatred between him and him. As long as Feng Wujin died, he would naturally not cause trouble again.

Secondly, his main target this time is Feng Wujin, and he must see with his own eyes the moment when Feng Wujin's life ends before he can feel at ease.

Third, how come he doesn't have much time to waste.

"Feng Wujin, I had no intention of being your enemy, but you insisted on pressing me. Well, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death, and I will reunite you, grandfather and grandson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several purple lightning bolts struck down with a loud bang. Feng Wujin turned into ashes in the thunder amidst his unwilling shouts and roars, and both his body and soul were destroyed.

After Feng Wujin died, he tried to escape using the two magic weapons he had sacrificed, but was directly suppressed by Song Changsheng.

He put away the magic weapon and Feng Wujing's storage bag, then took out the wine gourd and drank the spiritual wine, in order to quickly recover the magic power consumed in the battle.

While recovering, his eyes were fixed on the direction of Sifang City, as cold as lightning.

Not long after, a figure with a powerful aura appeared through the air. The man was wearing a black robe, his skin was shriveled, and his hairless head was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight.

After seeing the face of the person clearly, Song Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "It turned out to be you!"

...(End of chapter)