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

"Help!"

The tens of thousands of onlookers who were desperately fleeing down the mountain suddenly seemed to be terrified.

One by one, panicked and clueless, they turned around and ran back, screaming in fear and despair.

"Help...me...!"

"Ni... family... help... me...!"

At this moment, a large group of white-robed demonic cultivators with ferocious faces were seen following closely behind them.

The white-robed demonic cultivator's cultivation level was equivalent to that of a Qi Refining stage cultivator, but his combat power was higher than that of an immortal cultivator.

"Hehehe..."

These white-robed demonic cultivators were enveloped in a layer of faint white demonic flames.

Yes, the power of demonic cultivators lies in this layer of demonic flames.

"Hehehe..."

They moved unhurriedly, as if everything was under control, and occasionally let out a mocking laugh, like a cat playing with a mouse.

Every step they took exuded ferocity as they trampled over the mountain of corpses and remains, slowly closing in on the altar.

The onlookers were now facing a life-or-death situation.

"Don't panic, everyone!"

A delicate shout instantly calmed the restless crowd, followed by an angry roar that echoed throughout the area: "Watch how we deal with these despicable demonic cultivators!"

The speaker was none other than Ni Mingsi, who was becoming increasingly dashing and spirited.

"Hey!"

With a cold shout, she charged forward, taking the lead.

"kill!"

Behind her followed a large group of subordinates, many of whom were young members of the Ni family. These people had just killed all the red-robed demonic cultivators and were in high spirits.

"Wang Wu is here to help you!"

Wang Wu darted out, not to be outdone.

"We're here too!"

The others also led their men and stepped forward without hesitation.

At this moment, with thousands of troops advancing simultaneously, an impenetrable wall was instantly erected, blocking the white-robed demonic cultivator's path.

"careful!"

Ni Yongwu's eyes were like torches as he stared intently at the battle before him. He shouted a warning, "Everyone, be on your guard! These guys in front of you aren't some charlatans like the one in the red robe; they're real demonic cultivators!"

Before he could finish speaking...

"kill!"

Ni Mingsi struck first, leading his group in a flash as they lunged towards the white-robed demonic cultivator, roaring deafeningly, "Kill them all!"

In an instant.

The surging spiritual energy and powerful, fierce strength within everyone's bodies were continuously poured into their attack methods.

"Hey!" Some of them used Iron Palm.

"Ha!" Some of them unleashed their Vajra Fist.

"Hmph!" Some kicked out with their crippled kicks.

They all charged menacingly at the demonic cultivator's vital points.

"Hehehe..."

Seeing this, the demonic cultivators rushed forward like madmen, their hands waving up and down like leaves in a storm, as if they were ferocious and cruel demons baring their fangs and claws.

Upon closer inspection, one can see that the hands of these white-robed demonic cultivators are carrying a powerful and fierce palm force that sweeps in with overwhelming force, with a layer of faint white demonic flames at the tip of their palms.

It's too late to say.

The two sides clashed instantly, their figures intertwined.

"Bang bang bang..."

All that could be heard was a series of deafening explosions, and all that could be seen was the shockwaves generated by the clash of fists and feet sweeping around.

In the blink of an eye.

Then a series of heart-wrenching screams echoed through the sky.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

However, dozens of people were struck by the terrifying white demonic flames due to momentary carelessness and insufficient strength.

The result can be imagined.

His whole body was like firewood being ignited by a raging fire, burning up at an astonishing speed.

Fortunately, there happened to be a fairly large release pond nearby.

then.

"Splash! Splash..."

With a series of crisp, loud splashes, figures jumped into the pool without hesitation, trying to extinguish the white demonic flames clinging to their bodies with the icy water.

but.

Surprisingly, even when they were completely submerged in the water, the eerie demonic flames showed no sign of extinguishing; instead, they burned wildly like maggots clinging to bones.

"Ahhh..."

A series of piercing screams echoed all around, as figures struggled, rolled, and writhed in the raging demonic flames.

In a short time, many people were burned black and their faces were unrecognizable.

Seeing such a tragic scene.

"Father!"

Ni Yongxiao was extremely anxious, silently praying, "Quickly! Quickly! Quickly activate the strange technique!"

At this moment.

"Hehehe..."

Just as all the demonic cultivators were smugly convinced that these people were doomed.

"call......"

A refreshing breeze, like a gentle spring breeze on your face, suddenly swept over you.

In the blink of an eye.

The eerie and malevolent white flames vanished without a trace, as if encountering their nemesis.

but.

As soon as Feng Qingyue made her move, she immediately sensed a chilling aura locking onto her from the heavens above.

"Um!?"

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly looked up, only to see the clouds above him surging and churning violently like boiling water.

A dark shadow could be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing within it.

It was obvious that the other party was not in a hurry to make a move.

Almost at the same time.

"Use your weapons now!"

Ni Yonggui shouted loudly and pulled out a bunch of all kinds of weapons from his waist pouch.

Seeing this, Ni Yongxiao and the other Foundation Establishment experts all took action, their spiritual power surging out from their bodies like a turbulent wave.

Immediately afterwards, a clear and loud voice rang out—"Go!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The weapons seemed to have eyes, flying steadily and smoothly into everyone's hands.

This moment.

With weapons at their disposal, the group was finally able to escape the perilous situation of close combat with the white-robed demonic cultivator.

In a short time.

The two sides fought back and forth, neither willing to give way, resulting in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

however.

As the fierce battle continued, the situation became increasingly tense, exciting, and unpredictable.

at last.

After a long and fierce battle.

A series of earth-shattering explosions suddenly erupted—"Boom boom boom..."

Countless fierce attacks, carrying white demonic flames, rained down on the crowd like a dense barrage of arrows.

In that very instant.

"Bang bang bang..."

Countless figures flew backward like kites with broken strings, spitting out blood like raindrops.

"Help!"

Heartbroken, Ni Yongxiao immediately took action, rushing into the battle only to be surrounded.

At this moment.

Even Ni Mingsi, who was always fearless, couldn't help but be startled.

"This demonic flame is terrifying!"

She gently wiped away the trickle of blood from the corner of her mouth, her expression grave as she stared intently at the demonic cultivator before her.

She knew very well that if it weren't for these demonic flames, they wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat.

Seeing the one-sided situation before them.

Everyone knew that, at the same cultivation level, demonic cultivators, relying on their strange demonic flames, were far stronger than ordinary cultivators.

At that very moment.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp, piercing sound suddenly rang out.

"die!"

A demonic cultivator, hidden among the onlookers, seized the opportunity when everyone's attention was diverted, suddenly grabbed an extremely sharp three-edged dagger, and rushed towards Ni Kun on the altar with lightning speed.