The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Boom!"

A deafening thunderclap resounded from the heavens.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The gale and thunder roared together, as if the whole world was trembling.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The torrential rain, like a dense barrage of arrows, slammed violently into the ground.

This terrifying aura is enough to send chills down one's spine.

Fortunately, all of this power was concentrated and poured onto Chi Lian and the three old ghosts.

Otherwise, this mountainside would have crumbled even if it didn't collapse.

"Bang!"

The three old ghosts were blown to bits before they could even let out a scream.

"what!"

Chi Lian was equally powerless to retaliate against this fierce attack.

In just a moment,

His body was already a bloody mess, and it seemed that the man was about to be killed on the spot.

Sudden.

With a soft "hum!" sound, Chi Lian's forehead began to flash continuously.

"Hmm!?" Feng Qingyue's eyes narrowed, sensing that something was wrong.

It's too late to say.

The shimmering light grew brighter and brighter, until finally, a mysterious and unfathomable rune mark slowly emerged.

"Fate Talisman!" Feng Qingyue's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition surged within her.

He knew all too well how terrifying this rune was; it was an extremely rare and powerful means of self-preservation, usually possessed only by those with exceptionally high strength and their important descendants.

"Pop!"

With a slight sound, the talisman suddenly emitted a dazzling light, like an inflated bubble, instantly blocking the powerful attack that summoned wind and rain.

Seeing the scene before him as he had expected, Ni Kun's heart sank, knowing that the real decisive battle and great crisis had arrived.

He hoped the situation would unfold as he predicted: Chi Lian was a demonic cultivator, and the protector behind her should also be a demonic cultivator!

It's too late to say.

"Buzz!"

The talisman seemed to be alive, projecting a huge phantom image.

This phantom was tens of feet tall, like a huge mountain, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Who dares to harm my sect's disciples!"

The phantom let out a roar that exploded like thunder across the entire port city.

"Haotian!"

Feng Qingyue and Ni Kun both gasped in shock.

The two men's expressions instantly turned extremely solemn, because they recognized the illusory figure in front of them at a glance as Hao Tian, ​​the sect master of Haoyue Sect.

To their utter surprise, a seemingly ordinary inner disciple of the Haoyue Sect not only possessed numerous demonic secret techniques, but also carried the Haoyue Sect Master's life talisman.

What does this mean?

This means that Chi Lian's identity is definitely not simple, and he may have an extraordinary relationship with Hao Tian!

A life talisman is formed from the essence and blood of the caster, and the spiritual power it contains is closely related to the caster's realm.

Generally speaking, the higher the spellcaster's realm, the stronger the battle power of the life rune they condense.

The life talisman that is presented before us now has a combat power comparable to the late stage of Core Formation, and may even reach the perfect stage of Core Formation!

Such immense power is beyond Chi Lian's ability to unleash.

However, just as that thing was about to die, it seemed that some mysterious force triggered it.

"Hehehe!"

Seeing this scene before him, Chi Lian grinned smugly and roared, "I told you, you'd all die! Hahahaha!"

Before he could finish speaking...

The Haotian Destiny Talisman suddenly made a move. It raised its hand and gently pointed. This finger seemed illusory, but it contained boundless power.

"Click click click..."

In an instant, the void seemed to be torn apart, emitting a deafening explosion that instantly obliterated and dissipated the earth-rank spell's ability to summon wind and rain.

"Pfft!"

Severely injured, Feng Qingyue was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Master... Qingyue!"

Upon seeing this, Ni Yongtang was greatly alarmed. Without hesitation, he darted forward and headed straight for Feng Qingyue.

however.

The moment Ni Yongtang's hand touched Feng Qingyue, an indescribable, terrifying force surged forth like a raging sea, as if to completely engulf her.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Ni Yongtang felt as if he had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.

"Pfft!"

Then, a sweet taste filled his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the ground and forming a shocking pool of crimson.

"Watch out!" Feng Qingyue felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart upon seeing this.

"Huff!" He rolled over and gently pushed Ni Yongtang away with one hand, while shouting with difficulty, "Go! This isn't something you can handle. Go with the others!"

however.

Ni Yongtang had just regained his balance and hadn't even had a chance to respond to Feng Qingyue's words when another wave of intense pain struck.

"Pfft!"

She felt as if her body was being torn apart, and spat out another mouthful of blood, even more than before. Clearly, the power of that finger strike far exceeded her tolerance.

Fortunately, the effects of the Great Rejuvenation Pill were still present, which allowed her to narrowly escape a fatal disaster.

However, it was precisely because of Ni Yongtang's intervention that Feng Qingyue's injuries were greatly reduced, ultimately preserving her combat strength.

"Um!?"

The phantom figure was annoyed when it realized that its attack had failed to kill Feng Qingyue.

"You wretched ants!"

He snorted coldly, and without hesitation pointed another finger, chanting, "Moonfall Strike!"

In an instant.

The finger that had previously vanished suddenly reformed.

Moreover, this Earth-rank spell instantly gathered the spiritual energy of the surrounding world, forming an extremely terrifying black light spot.

The black light spot, like a meteorite crashing into the moon, shot straight toward Feng Qingyue with earth-shattering power, as if it would pierce through his body at any moment.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Feng Qingyue knew that he would die if he didn't retreat, but behind him were his beloved ones...

"A-Jiu! See you in the next life!" Feng Qingyue said goodbye while unleashing all his spiritual power without reservation. He was even prepared to burn his golden core and fight to the death.

"No!" Ni Yongtang's voice was filled with despair and fear. Tears streamed down her face as she rushed towards Feng Qingyue, screaming, "Don't leave me alone!"

In the blink of an eye.

Ni Yongtang and Feng Qingyue's figures intersected like shooting stars. Hand in hand, their eyes filled with affection, they declared, "If we die, we die together!"

At that very moment.

"Ninth Sister!" Ni Yongxiao cried out in heartbreaking grief. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, calling out, "Good sister! Good brother and sister, your fourth brother has come to help you!"

At this moment, Ni Yongxiao desperately hoped that Feng Qingyue could also receive the blessing of the amulet like her clansmen. Perhaps in this way, he could withstand the terrifying fate talisman.

"Patriarch, no! Fourth Brother, no!" Seeing this scene, Ni Yongwu and the others were extremely anxious, and they rushed forward one after another.

"Hahaha! All of you, come at me! It would be best if we all died out in one fell swoop!"

Chi Lian let out a burst of maniacal laughter. He seemed to have already seen the tragic scene of the Ni family being wiped out, and his heart was filled with smugness and cruelty.

But in that critical moment, Ni Kun looked up at the sky again—who?