Rebuild the Xiuxian Family

Chapter 529
The thunder broke through the sky, and the huge energy seemed to be able to tear everything apart.

Li Zhirui unhurriedly attracted patches of dark clouds, and a torrential downpour enveloped the area for several miles. The water vapor filled the air and turned into water shields and black ice, blocking the attack.

"Fellow Daoist's strength after breaking through has not changed much!"

Li Zhirui looked very relaxed and comfortable, but in fact, he spent nearly [-]% of his mana for this!
If it weren't for being an alchemist and having enough elixirs to replenish mana, Li Zhirui would not have the confidence to do so.

But the effect looked pretty good, at least it bluffed Qing Lei, making him think that Li Zhirui's strength was not much different from his.

"Sure enough! Senior Brother Yunlei is right, we can't let it go any longer!" Qinglei's expression became slightly solemn, and he no longer held back at all. He mobilized the magic power in his body and attacked Li Zhirui with all his strength.

Roar!
The thunderbolts carried the brilliant power of heaven and seemed to be able to sweep away everything in the world. Even in the high heavens, the low-level monks still felt the terrifying pressure and roared at Li Zhirui.

Li Zhirui's expression didn't change, but his eyes became very serious. He could withstand this blow, but the price he had to pay was too high. He didn't dare to continue to be brave, so he hurriedly used the unfinished Shuimu Dunjutsu, and left the place in an instant miles.

"What kind of escape method is this?" Qing Lei frowned.

The spell looks somewhat similar to the water escape technique, but it is not exactly the same, and it is more convenient and faster to cast.

"Come and don't reciprocate to be indecent! Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

The heavy rain suddenly changed, and a faint murderous intent was scattered in the rain, and the cold air penetrated everywhere. Even if Qinglei cast a defensive spell, he was still eroded by the cold air, like a gangrene attached to the bone, fused into the blood and spiritual energy.

As soon as the cold air invaded, Qing Lei noticed it and controlled his magic power to get rid of the cold air.

But he didn't expect that the cold air was far more difficult to deal with than he imagined, and it was still increasing. Within a moment, Qing Lei was keenly aware that his movements were much slower than before.

If this continues, he may not be long before he will become a living dead!
When the time comes, life or death will all depend on Li Zhirui's thoughts!
"What kind of evil spell is this?" Qing Lei, who claims to be well-informed, couldn't help but follow this spell.

Of course, Qing Lei could not recognize this spell, because Li Zhirui learned it from the jade slip inherited from the Ming Dao Sect, and it was called Huan Youhan!

Perhaps it should not be called magic, but witchcraft is more appropriate.

Witchcraft that has been lost for countless years!

Ming Daozong was the top power that dominated one side back then, but even so, only this witchcraft was passed down.

And magic requires mana as a support, but that is not the case for witchcraft. Mana is just an introduction, and it is rooted in the sacrificed spirit.

In order to obtain the powerful Nether Cold Qi, Li Zhirui had previously sacrificed spirit objects that were at least third-rank, and the number was quite a lot. If converted into spirit stones, there were at least millions of them!

With the passage of time, Qing Lei's face gradually became dark and stiff, his eyebrows even had a little hoarfrost, and his reaction became much duller.

Qing Lei, who is clearly superior in strength, is now being suppressed by Li Zhirui and retreating steadily, in a panic.

'If this continues, I'm afraid I will die in the hands of Li Zhirui! '

Qing Lei's heart was beating wildly, and he knew clearly that his attack failed this time, and he lost very badly and completely!
"retreat!"

Although his pride did not allow him to retreat, and Qing Lei knew clearly how much a blow his retreat would have to his disciples, in the face of life-threatening danger, it was nothing but illusion.

The disciples of Shenlei Mountain below, after hearing Qinglei's words, froze in place, their faces full of disbelief.

"Why do you want to retreat? Could it be that Uncle Qinglei lost to the True Monarch of the Li family?!"

Seeing this situation, the Li family monks in the formation would naturally not miss the great opportunity to weaken the opponent's strength and launch a fatal attack on them without hesitation.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of disciples of Shenlei Mountain died.

"retreat!"

With a roar, Qinglei used all his strength to repel the aggressive Li Zhirui, not daring to delay any longer, and turned into aura to escape.

Those low-level monks may not be able to see the spiritual light, but those Jindan elders can see it clearly.

Their faces changed drastically for a moment, they couldn't believe it, Master Qing Lei ran away in embarrassment!
"Come on!"

However, the leader reacted in time and shouted loudly: "Everyone, please return to the spirit ship!"

The morale of the originally menacing Shen Lei Mountain army suddenly dropped sharply. All the disciples rushed to escape towards the spirit ship, fearing that if they were a little slower, they would turn into corpses.

"Oh oh oh!"

"we won!"

The cultivator of the Li family below shouted excitedly and excitedly.

Only a few people, Li Shiqing and Li Zhixuan, who knew the truth, looked at Li Zhirui standing in the air with worried faces.

"puff!"

Li Zhirui didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but turned around and went back to Wanxian Island, and escaped into the cave for the first time. He spit out a mouthful of blood all of a sudden, his face was terribly pale.

Obviously he was not injured in the previous battle, but now he looks half dead.

The reason is that the sacrifices needed to perform witchcraft, in addition to spiritual objects, also have the caster's own blood, and even luck!

And this is also the fundamental reason why the powerful and unpredictable witchcraft will be lost.

The price is too great!

According to the inheritance jade slips, there are many wizards in ancient times who can capture the sun and the moon, and move mountains and seas, but they often don't live long, and some of them don't live as long as ordinary people.

Li Zhirui lay on the futon. After a while, he felt that he had regained some strength. He took out the healing elixir and drank it, silently waiting for the medicine to take effect.

"Xue Feng, we have only achieved a temporary victory now. Now organize the tribesmen and let them recover as soon as possible. Go to the warehouse to collect the missing talismans and elixirs. If they are not enough, arrange for the tribesmen to refine them!"

Li Shiqing said with a serious face: "The war is not over! This is just the beginning!"

Li Xuefeng, who was originally smiling, disappeared in an instant, nodded solemnly, and said, "You are right! I will make arrangements, don't worry."

"Thank you for your hard work." Li Shiqing said with a tired look.

He didn't have much longevity, after a fierce battle, he was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Have a good rest!" Li Xuefeng said goodbye immediately upon seeing this.

After he left, Li Shiqing held back his tiredness, looked at Li Chengcheng and Li Chengshuo, two brothers and sisters beside him, and asked, "Is Zhirui alright?"

"As soon as my father went back, he locked himself in the room and just told us not to worry about him." The faces of the brother and sister were full of worry.

(End of this chapter)