Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

There are six big monsters, three of them appeared here, and the remaining three and all the gathered monsters are definitely heading for the right-wing army.

In terms of high-end combat power, the old ghost Chihuo and Yuan Tianshu may be able to resist the three big monsters together, but the soldiers below will inevitably be besieged by monsters that are several times larger than them, and the resistance will definitely not last long.

If the coalition forces were completely wiped out, even if Yuan Tianshu and Chihuo Laogui were able to escape, it would still be a disastrous defeat. Unless Song Changsheng was asked to take action personally, the expedition could basically be declared over.

"Chang'an, what do you think?" Song Xianming twirled his beard lightly and did not act rashly.

Song Changan gritted his teeth and said, "For now, the only solution is to ask the Supreme Elder and Jin Xuan to hold back the three monsters in front, while Qingxia and I will lead the soldiers to support the right wing of Elder Chihuo.

The two sides are fighting fiercely at the moment. If we rush over and kill them, we will surely be able to destroy the main force of the demon clan!"

His idea was very simple, that is, the main force against the main force, the detachment against the detachment, everyone faced off against each other with real swords and guns, and the outcome would be decided in one battle.

Song Xianming was still pondering, but Song Youlin pointed out a question sharply: "May I ask my uncle, what if a big monster attacks and kills our army on the way?

The number of demons in the demon tribe is already greater than our army. We only need to create a gap in information and our army will be hit head-on. We will definitely lose this battle."

"This..." Song Changan frowned. Song Youlin's guess was not unreasonable. If there was no protection from the Purple Mansion cultivator, they would definitely suffer heavy losses if they encountered the big monster alone.

"Youlin is right. We can't lose our composure. The overall strength of the right-wing army is not weak. They will defend themselves and will not be defeated for a while. If we rush to ask for help, we may fall into the trap set by the demon tribe."

Song Changan calmed down a little and nodded, "So what should we do now?"

"It's very simple, just break them first." Song Xianming said lightly.

"That's just what I want to say. How dare a few bastards block our way?" Jin Xuan, whose body had shrunk to the size of a palm, poked his head out from Song Xianming's sleeve and looked at the three big monsters in front of him with a tone full of disdain.

Among the three big monsters opposite, except for the Golden-winged Eagle whose bloodline is more noble, the other two are not even worthy of carrying its shoes in terms of bloodline. It is indeed qualified to say this.

"I will be responsible for dealing with the [Golden-winged Eagle], how about you hold back the [Flying Centipede] and the [Red Flame Demonic Tiger]?" Song Xianming asked in a low voice.

Among the three big monsters, the [Golden Winged Eagle] is of the third-order upper grade cultivation level, and the remaining [Flying Centipede] and [Red Flame Demonic Tiger] are of the third-order middle grade and the third-grade lower grade respectively. With Jin Xuan's cultivation level, even if he cannot defeat them, he can still hold them back with his own super strong defense.

As long as Song Xianming can win the battle quickly, they will be able to seize the initiative in this battle.

"No problem." Jin Xuan responded readily.

"it is good."

"Chang'an, you all should form a formation here to support Jin Xuan. Remember not to lose your composure."

"Grandson, I obey your command!" Song Changan bowed and said loudly, "Form a formation!"

At the command, the formation of the left army began to change rapidly, and soon formed a circular formation with the five hundred Song family soldiers as the core.

They also took out the formation plates they carried with them and placed them under their feet. These formation plates were connected to each other, and golden barriers like fish scales emerged around them, eventually forming an indestructible outer barrier.

Even if faced with a fierce attack from a powerful demon, this barrier can last for a long time.

The three great demons were filled with doubts about their actions.

[Red Flame Demon Tiger] said in a deep voice: "Looking at the appearance of these human cultivators, they are planning to fight us."

"It seems that Lao Hei's plan is going to fail." [Flying Centipede] said sinisterly.

"I didn't think highly of its plan in the first place. Now it's a good idea to just kill them directly." The [Golden-winged Eagle] flapped its wings, its narrow and sharp eyes flashing with a cold light.

After saying that, it flapped its wings and pierced the sky like a golden arrow, then swooped down at a high speed and killed Song Xianming directly.

"This guy is acting recklessly again!" The [Red Flame Demon Tiger] muttered in dissatisfaction, and then quickly followed the [Flying Centipede].

"Come on!" A ray of brilliance flashed in Song Xianming's eyes. He made a gesture with one hand, and a glass mirror of extreme purity appeared behind him, refracting thousands of feet of light.

This is his natal magic weapon, [Thousand Illusions Colored Glass Mirror]. After years of sacrifice and refinement, it has already reached the level of a top-grade magic weapon. He rarely uses it to fight the enemy. This time, he plans to end the battle quickly.

"Wow—"

[Golden-winged Eagle] flapped its wings, and countless golden feathers fell from the sky like raindrops.

"Om-"

The glazed mirror turned slightly, and the flying feathers in the air were immediately refracted back. Song Xianming followed closely behind, with the glazed mirror on his head, and turned into a beam of light to face the [Golden-winged Eagle].

Jin Xuan, who was hiding in his sleeves, suddenly rushed out, his body rapidly enlarged in the air, like a small hill rapidly enlarging in the pupils of the [Golden-Winged Eagle].

"Swish"

Jin Xuan's sharp front claws slapped directly towards the head of the Golden-winged Eagle.

[Golden-winged Eagle] had an extraordinary speed. Although Jin Xuan was very close to it, it dodged by just turning sideways. Its sharp claws with barbed hooks grabbed Jin Xuan's front paw, creating a trail of sparks, but not even a trace was left behind.

After missing the attack, a trace of regret flashed in Jin Xuan's eyes, but he did not continue to fight and went directly to face the [Flying Centipede] and [Red Flame Demon Tiger] which were one step behind.

The battlefield was soon divided into two groups, fighting fiercely in the air.

Among them, Song Xianming and the [Golden-winged Eagle] exerted their terrifying speed to the extreme, and ordinary cultivators could not even see their shadows clearly.

On the other side, although Jin Xuan was fighting one against two and had no advantage in cultivation, he was able to unilaterally suppress the [Flying Centipede] and [Red Flame Demonic Tiger] by relying on his terrifying defense and blood power.

"It seems that if we want to break the impasse, we still have to start with Jin Xuan."

Song Changan stared at the battlefield and slowly raised his hand.

"crash"

Five hundred well-organized Song clan soldiers immediately raised their longbows in unison and put on fine iron arrows engraved with runes. Spiritual power gathered on the arrowheads, releasing a violent aura.

Under the organization of Song Qingxia, the rest of the cultivators released their spiritual power towards a red-gold token in her hand. The spiritual power of thousands of cultivators was accumulated in it, and a terrifying force was growing in it.

"put!"

At a command, a rain of arrows was poured out, gathering into a stream of light in the air, piercing through the air and whistling towards the [Red Flame Demonic Tiger] that was fighting in close combat with Jin Xuan.

Jin Xuan has already entangled the [Red Flame Demon Tiger] tightly. It seems that even if it senses the movement below, it has no chance to dodge and can only choose to use its body-protecting qi to withstand the attack.

"boom--"

The flowing light directly tore apart the protective qi of the [Red Flame Demon Tiger], leaving a foot-long bloody wound on its abdomen. This injury was nothing to the [Red Flame Demon Tiger], but the sudden break of the protective qi caused it to be hit hard by Jin Xuan, causing its bones and tendons to be broken, and blood to flow from its mouth and nose.

"Buzz--" Song Qingxia waved her hand lightly, and the power gathered in the red gold token suddenly burst out, releasing a thick column of spiritual light, which directly passed through the tail of the [Flying Centipede] that was preparing to support the [Red Flame Demon Tiger]. For a moment, the air was filled with the stench of burnt flesh and blood.

"Hi~"

[Flying Centipede] let out a roar, abandoned Jin Xuan, and rushed towards the soldiers lined up below with a terrifying demonic aura.

"Defend!" Song Chang'an roared, and all the cultivators injected spiritual power into the surrounding formations. The "fish scale barrier" surrounding them suddenly became more solid.

"call--"

[Flying Centipede] opened its big mouth and spewed out a ball of green poisonous gas, which instantly enveloped Song Changan and others, corroding the "fish scale barrier" and making a crackling sound, which made everyone's scalp numb.

If this poison gas gets on their bodies, the outcome will definitely not be any better than this "fish scale barrier".

"Damn it, you don't take me seriously!"

Seeing this, Jin Xuan became furious. A huge dragon tail shadow appeared behind him and lashed towards the Flying Centipede with lightning speed.

"boom"

[Flying Centipede] was struck by lightning and smashed heavily on a hill not far away. The hill that was nearly a hundred feet high was directly flattened.

Jin Xuan pounced on it directly, and his claws that could split mountains and rocks quickly bombarded its soft belly, quickly ripping it open.

"put!"

At this time, Song Changan had organized a second round of rain of arrows and directly blocked the [Red Flame Demon Tiger] that was trying to come to support.

The battle here is fierce, and the duel between Song Xianming and the [Golden-winged Eagle] in the air has also reached a white-hot stage.

Song Xianming has completely suppressed the [Golden-winged Eagle], and every reflection of the [Thousand Illusions Glazed Mirror] can cut off a large piece of its flesh and blood.

"Small magical power [Xunfeng Finger]"

"puff"

The left wing of the [Golden-winged Eagle] was instantly pierced by a powerful force and fell straight to the ground.

Song Xianming will take advantage of the victory and pursue him, determined to kill him!

On the other side, the battle between the right-wing army and the demons was also in full swing. Tens of thousands of demon beasts were a black mass, rushing from all directions like a tide towards the right-wing army defending the hillside.

At a glance, there were broken limbs and flesh all over the mountains and fallen corpses everywhere, some of which were from monsters and some from human cultivators, but most of them were from monsters.

The blood gathered into streams and flowed in all directions, it was extremely tragic.

In the center of the encirclement, there was a flash of red that was particularly eye-catching, like a sharp spear, rushing left and right among the beasts, and wherever it passed, the monsters fell down in groups.

The Chiyang Guards, which the Song family had spent enormous efforts to build, were writing their own glory on this battlefield. Due to the long-term and high-intensity fighting, their bodies were soaked in blood, and each of them looked like a bloody man.

But under the leadership of Chi Li and Song Lutong, they continued to charge forward like a fire brigade, killing wherever there were many monsters.

From time to time, someone in the team fell down, but soon someone else would fill the vacancy, silently waving the swords and spears in their hands, trying to cause greater damage to the monsters.

If it weren't for their fearlessness and bravery, the divided right-wing army would have collapsed long ago.

On the other side, the old ghost Chihuo and Yuan Tianshu each faced a third-level monster in the air. Yuan Tianshu's opponent was a [Giant-winged Thunder Peng], which was also a third-level mid-grade monster and had a slight advantage.

The opponent of the old ghost Chihuo is a third-level inferior [One-horned Thunder Lizard], and the two sides are evenly matched.

Of the six great monsters on the north bank of the Canglan River, five have appeared, but the remaining one has yet to be seen.

Enemies hiding in the dark are often more terrifying than those in the open. Yuan Tianshu looked in the direction of the left-wing army from time to time, his heart full of worries.

He didn't know whether the other big monster was hiding in the dark or joining in the siege of Song Xianming. If it was the former, it would be fine. They could still hold on. He believed that Song Xianming would soon defeat the enemy and come to support.

If it is the latter, it will be troublesome, because it means that Song Xianming and Jin Xuan will have to face the fierce attack of four big monsters, and the difference in strength will be very great.

"We must find a way to break the impasse as soon as possible." Yuan Tianshu thought secretly in his heart and strengthened his suppression of [Giant-Winged Thunder Peng].

The Giant Winged Thunder Peng was not as powerful as Yuan Tianshu, and was being beaten unilaterally. He could not help but feel angry, and sent a message to the Horned Thunder Lizard not far away: "What is Lao Hei planning? Why hasn't he come to support us yet?"

"It failed to ambush the human reinforcements, and now it is taking its elite troops to attack the human rear." [One-horned Thunder Lizard] said, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Hearing this, Giant-winged Thunder Peng's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he flew into a rage, "Is it an idiot? Why doesn't it follow the established strategy?"

"Of course it wants to take all the blood food from behind the human race!"

"Asshole!" [Giant-winged Thunder Peng] was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He was almost hit on the head by Yuan Tianshu's sword, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"What should we do now?"

"Can we just retreat like this? Let's wait for the [Golden-winged Eagle] to come for support." [Giant-winged Thunder Peng] sighed helplessly.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a dazzling light pierced through the clouds and shone on its body. Large areas of feathers and flesh on its back were instantly burnt by the high temperature.

"Cry——" [Giant-winged Thunder Peng] let out a painful cry.

It looked back and saw a middle-aged man with an immortal look standing in the clouds, wearing a purple robe that fluttered in the wind. There was a glass mirror on his head and a broken wing in his hand, with light golden blood spilling from it.

"Human race!" The eyes of [Giant-winged Thunder Peng] were fixed on the broken wings in Song Xianming's hand, and his heart had sunk to the bottom.

After so many years of fighting openly and secretly, it knew very well who the owner of the broken wing was.

"【Golden-winged Eagle】They were defeated!" 【Giant-winged Thunder Peng】could not hide his shock.

On the other side, another giant golden turtle appeared on the top of a mountain not far away, holding a huge tiger demon head in its mouth.

"It's Chi Yan's head!" The [One-horned Thunder Lizard] exclaimed, his voice trembling slightly.

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(End of this chapter)