Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Even Batu, who is the least willing to think, has realized the problem. Lei Kanze and the newly emerged Li Fusheng can naturally realize it as well.

Their original plan was to have Lei Kanze and Batu lead people to raid Tianxiaomen. If True Man Zhaoming was in Tianniu Mountain, they would join forces with the guardian Li Fusheng who had been hiding in the dark to besiege him and keep True Man Zhaoming in Tianniu Mountain forever.

If Master Zhaoming is not here, Lei Kanze and Batu will join forces with Tianjian Sect to swallow up the power of Tianxiao Sect, and then attack Tianxiao Sect. Before Qingyang Palace can react, they will join forces with the internal supporters in Tianxiao Sect and use the secret treasure to blast open the protective formation of Tianxiao Sect.

Even if they cannot destroy the Tianxiao Sect, they can at least cripple it. Then the Thunder King Palace can launch a large-scale attack, first taking down the Dayu cultivation world, and then advance step by step to gradually erode the other cultivation worlds.

Therefore, when they saw Master Zhaoming show up, Batu and Lei Kanze were secretly delighted, because as long as they kept him, the difficulty of attacking Tianxiao Gate would be reduced by more than half.

But what has emerged now is a situation they have never imagined. Not only has True Man Zhaoming appeared, but even the immortal old man who is about to die has appeared.

This is definitely not normal.

Everyone smelled a scent called "trap".

Batu's eyes were as big as two copper bells. He stared at Zhao Jiuming beside him and pointed to the front and said viciously: "Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Zhao Jiuming looked around and saw that the reinforcements from the Jinwu Sect and Qingyang Palace had not yet appeared. He couldn't help but feel anxious. Facing Batu's questioning, he had to defend himself first: "Protector, I don't know what's going on. I haven't received any news that Master Youxuan has come out of seclusion."

"You mean, these two are coming for your Tianjian Sect? Don't you even look at whether you are worthy of it?" Batu was extremely furious, and he was a little out of control at this moment.

Lei Kanze shouted with a gloomy face: "Don't you understand? We have fallen into a trap. This is a self-torture trick they are using on us!"

Seeing that his plan had been exposed, Zhao Jiu Ming changed his previous timid image and laughed heartily: "That's right, you are now a fish in a net and a turtle in a jar. If you want to rule the world, let your damn Thunder King dream!"

"Asshole, I will destroy you both physically and spiritually!"

His words angered everyone in the Thunder King Palace, especially Batu. He felt as if he had been slapped in the face and it was burning with pain.

In a rage, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Mingjiu's neck. The protective Tiangang of the Purple Mansion cultivator was like a joke in front of the Golden Core cultivator.

Feeling the terrifying power surging from Batu, Zhao Mingjiu revealed a sarcastic smile and shouted angrily to the sky: "Brother, this matter started because of me, and it should be ended because of me. Junior brother will go first!"

Lei Kanze's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Batu had already realized this and wanted to throw Zhao Mingjiu out, but Zhao Mingjiu held his arm tightly.

Then he felt a terrifying force bursting out from Zhao Mingjiu's body, and then it exploded in front of everyone's horrified gaze!

"boom--"

A huge mushroom cloud appeared out of nowhere, with Zhao Mingjiu as the center. The violent impact of the explosion turned the area within a hundred miles into a vacuum zone. Countless Qi-cultivating monks with poor cultivation were affected and died on the spot.

"Uncle Master!"

"Great Elder!"

Thousands of Tianjian Sect monks roared in anger as they watched this shocking and splendid scene.

When the smoke dissipated, Batu's embarrassed figure was revealed. At this moment, he no longer had the dignity of a Jindan cultivator. His right hand turned into blood foam in the explosion, and Zhao Jiuming did not even have the foam. He was directly reduced to ashes, and not even his soul was left.

Zhao Jiuming paid everything for his sins.

After being injured, Batu was like an angry lion. A terrifying aura gathered on his body. Even Zhaoming Zhenren, who was also a Jindan Zhenren, felt frightened.

At this moment, Jian Xu, who had just disappeared, appeared out of nowhere. His eyes were filled with tears, and he shouted firmly: "All disciples of the Tianjian Sect, listen to my order. All Qi-refining cultivators must withdraw from the battlefield. The rest of you, follow me to strangle the Thunder King Palace and avenge the Great Elder!"

"Yes!"

Large numbers of Tianjian Sect cultivators evacuated the battlefield as quickly as possible, leaving only the Foundation Establishment cultivators and Purple Mansion cultivators to form a formation around Jianxu.

With Jian Wushuang in seclusion and Zhao Mingjiu dead, Jian Xu, as the young sect leader, became the backbone of the Tianjian Sect.

At this time, Master Zhaoming also issued the same order: "All Tianxiao Sect disciples below the Foundation Establishment Stage must withdraw from the battlefield immediately and encircle and suppress the Thunder King Palace!"

Everyone was shocked when this order came out. No one had expected such an outcome. They had just been fighting a life-and-death battle with the Tianjian Sect, and the blood of their fellow disciples was still warm, but now they had to change their target and stand on the same side with the Tianjian Sect. How could they accept this?

"What are you standing there for? Leave the battlefield immediately!"

Zhenren Zhaoming shouted loudly, and headed towards the Thunder King Palace together with Zhenren Youxuan.

Batu was like a madman, ready to rush forward, but Lei Kanze and Li Fusheng blocked his way and shouted angrily: "This is a trap, don't you understand? Go!"

"I'm going to crush their heads!" Batu's breathing was heavy, and he had almost completely lost his mind.

"go!"

Lei Kanze and Li Fusheng held Batu on the left and right and prepared to leave.

But Zhenren Zhaoming and Zhenren Youxuan were not made of dough, so it was impossible for them to get their way and they went straight up and entangled the three of them.

Even though the three of them were quite powerful and had the advantage in numbers, they would find it difficult to escape for the time being.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators and Purple Mansion cultivators who came with them were also entangled by the cultivators from the Tianjian Sect and the Tianxiao Sect.

The combined power of the two sects was extremely terrifying. The Thunder King Palace was firmly suppressed and had no way to escape.

At this time, there was a strong aura rising from all directions of the battlefield.

Two figures, a man and a woman, came walking in the air from the east, followed by ten awe-inspiring Purple Mansion monks. Qingyang Palace was the first to rush to help.

The three directions are west, southwest and northwest.

The real person Mingxia from Luoxia City is Mu Guibai, the real person Jinyang from Jinwu Sect is Su Ding, the real person Tianjian is Bai Zimo, the real person Wuxin from Tianmai Sect is Bai Yan, and the real person Wutan is Shi Potian.

Five figures were as bright as the sun. They walked through the void and their powerful aura merged into one, making everyone tremble.

"Damn, they're all here." Batu spat, his face more solemn than ever before.

There are a total of eleven Jindan cultivators in the combined worlds of Dayu and Daqi, and nine of them have appeared here now. In this battle, they can't think of any other way to win except for the presence of Thunder King himself.

Lei Kanze also had a bitter look on his face. No one expected that they would do this. This time they were really in trouble.

Su Ding's eyes scanned the entire field like a falcon, and he said coldly: "Three of us, no one has any objection, right?" This battle can be won easily, so naturally no one has any objection. So why not fight?

"Quick victory!"

After saying that, the seven of them attacked the Jindan monks of Thunder King Palace from all directions. The monks of Thunder King Palace along the way were in bad luck. Anyone who stood in the way of their advance would be killed.

The attack of the Jindan cultivators is a complete dimensionality reduction attack on these foundation-building and purple mansion cultivators. Basically, none of them can survive the first attack. Even if there are such lucky ones, they basically cannot withstand the second attack.

"Damn it, it doesn't matter if we have more people, let's fight!"

Batu tore off his tattered shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. His bronze skin and bulging muscles were extremely visually impactful.

Song Changsheng had never thought about what the scene of a fight between twelve Jindan cultivators would be like, but today he saw it with his own eyes. There were twelve Jindan cultivators on both sides, and every move they made was in line with the rhyme of heaven and earth. Even the aftermath of the battle was unbearable for the foundation-building cultivators.

Half of the sky was painted by their magical powers, and the bright colors contained the most extreme destruction.

Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, Song Changsheng felt a little stuffy in his chest.

Niu Dazhuang, who was standing by, smacked his lips and said, "Didn't they say the battlefield was at Tianniu Mountain? Where is this mountain?"

Song Changsheng pointed to the pile of ruins in the distance and said, "Tianniu Mountain had been flattened before we arrived."

Niu Dazhuang rubbed his teeth and said, "Damn it, with such a big battle, this whole area will be destroyed after the battle, right?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. It's better to fight here than in Wanjian City, right?" Song Changsheng shook his head slightly. The destructive power of a Purple Mansion cultivator was terrifying enough. A casual blow could flatten a small hill.

Not to mention the Jindan cultivators, if they use all their strength, a city like Wanjian City can be completely destroyed in less than a quarter of an hour.

There are twelve Jindan cultivators here, and a quarter of an hour is enough to destroy Wanjian City dozens of times.

At this moment, a huge seal with dazzling light suddenly appeared in the sky and suddenly pressed down on Batu.

There was a loud "boom" and the whole earth was shaking.

"It's the [Heaven-Flipping Seal], the unique magical power of the Jinwu Sect. The one who can unleash such power must be Jin Yang Zhenren without a doubt. I'm afraid that the Jindan Zhenren of the Leiwang Palace with a broken arm won't be able to hold on." Yin Shang, who had been paying attention to the battle situation, suddenly said.

There is no such thing as the decline of qi and blood for Jindan Zhenren, so even if Su Ding has not much time left, his strength of Jindan Daquan is still the best in the field. Only the Youxuan Zhenren of Tianxiao Sect can compete with him.

He personally used the killing magic power [Heaven-Flipping Seal], the power of which can only be described as terrifying. Even Batu, who was in the late Jindan stage, could not resist it and was directly knocked into the ground. Even the body of the transcendent magic weapon showed hideous cracks.

However, a Jindan Zhenren is a Jindan Zhenren after all. Although Batu suffered serious injuries, it did not affect his strength at all. Thick purple thunders swept across the field, like a calamity from heaven.

Lei Kanze and Li Fusheng were also fighting desperately. With three people against nine people, they did not fall into a disadvantage for a while. The resilience of Jindan Zhenren was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Everyone knew that the three of them would lose, but when and how they would lose was a big question.

If the three Jindan Zhenren were to fight to the death with one person regardless of the consequences, no one present would be able to resist except Su Ding.

"Wow"

Suddenly, a sword shot straight into the sky, sword light rained down like rain, and the sharp sword energy made people tremble.

"Start using the spiritual treasure." Yin Shang's face solemnly.

What they have displayed so far is not their full strength. The Jindan Zhenren with spiritual treasures in hand have the most terrifying combat power, which is at least increased by 50%.

After the sword, more than ten spiritual treasures appeared in the air one after another, including a tripod, a fan, a white silk, a zither, a spear, and a tower. These spiritual treasures opened up a second battlefield in the air, and their power was not much less than that of a group of Jindan Zhenren.

Song Changsheng and others were so excited watching this that they wished they could participate in it personally.

“Damn it, you bunch of damned righteous monks dare to bully the minority with your numbers? If you have the guts, fight me one on one!” Batu was still roaring, his body like an iron tower was now covered with dense wounds.

Thanks to his strong recovery ability, his wounds healed at an amazing speed, but the speed of recovery was far slower than the speed of injury. He had almost become a bloody man.

Lei Kanze's cultivation was the weakest and he was almost on the verge of collapse. If Bai Yan and the others hadn't been afraid that he would go all the way to the death, he would not have been able to hold on until this moment.

The war here is in full swing, in an underground secret room in Wanjian Mountain, thousands of miles away from the battlefield.

Jian Wushuang's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp sword energy flashed across his eyes.

The opportunity for breakthrough has arrived!

A trace of energy was affected, and the disciples who stayed behind in the Tianjian Sect were shocked to find that a thick thundercloud was slowly coming towards Wanjian Mountain, with bursts of lightning releasing an extremely destructive aura.

This was the plan of Jian Wushuang and Zhao Jiuming. While the attention of all the Jindan masters in the Da Qi cultivation world was on the main battlefield of Tianniu Mountain, Jian Wushuang would use this opportunity to break through to the Jindan stage.

This is the most appropriate time.

Under normal circumstances, these people would never allow Jian Wushuang to break through.

And now, although there is still a Jindan Zhenren in the Jinwu Sect who has not left, Qingzhou is more than 100,000 miles away from Xuzhou, so even if he wants to stop it, it is too late.

"Activate the sect protection formation, all sect members on alert!"

Tens of thousands of flying swords flew up from all over Wanjian Mountain at the same time, forming a sword formation that covered the entire Wanjian Mountain. This was the Tianjian Sect's greatest reliance. With this formation, even a Jindan himself could be used to block the attack.

"Boom——"

The deafening sound of thunder came from far away and got closer and closer, and the sky suddenly turned black as if a basin of ink was splashed on it.

The breath of destruction is brewing in it, which is frightening.

"呲la"

A purple lightning bolt descended from the sky like a giant dragon, and the Ten Thousand Swords Formation that the Tianjian Sect was so proud of was directly shattered into pieces.

The disciples of Tianjian Sect finally woke up from their dream and began to look for a safe place to take refuge.

Just as the second thunderbolt was about to fall, a dark curtain of light once again enveloped the entire Wanjian Mountain...

...(End of chapter)