Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Surround them up and kill them without mercy!"

Du Huating stood at the highest point of the General Affairs Hall, holding an ivory waist badge in his hand, and his voice was cold and cruel.

The mountain-protecting formation is the sect's strongest defense. Du Huating naturally realized the disadvantages of four people sharing authority. Wasn't this how Liuyunfang City fell?

Therefore, he learned from the painful experience that after the new mountain-protecting formation was built, he did not dismantle the original formation. Instead, he hid it under this formation, which was usually in a stagnant state and not running.

He had long suspected that Yu Chengshan had ulterior motives, but he had never been able to catch him. However, he still had the foresight to put the old mountain-protecting formation into operation. No, it really came in handy.

Qiu Tianyang and others showed excited expressions on their faces. They were already in despair, but they didn't expect Du Huating to have such a skill. A feeling of joy for surviving the disaster suddenly surged into their hearts, completely forgetting to think about the original beginning of the formation that Du Huating left behind. What is the purpose of.

"Liu Hongye, you have finally fallen into my hands. Let's settle old and new grudges together!" Qiu Tianyang had a sinister smile on his face.

Liu Hongye had almost dug up the foundation of all the forces in the Liuyun Mountain Range. It would not be an exaggeration to say that there was a blood feud.

In the past, it was because the sleeping dragon of the Song family was watching eagerly from the side, so the two sects could temporarily put aside their hatred and work together to restrain the Song family. But now that they are at odds, Qiu Tianyang naturally doesn't have to worry about anything anymore.

Liu Hongye's face looked a little ugly. He asked himself to be a striker to perform well in front of Song Xianming, not to die.

Now he could only pray, praying that Mrs. Song would not sit idly by.

Will Song Changsheng betray his teammates?

He couldn't do such a dishonorable thing. Although Liu Yunzong was a teammate of the second and fifth generation, he still put in all his efforts in this battle. If he ignored it, it would affect the Song family's reputation.

The so-called leniency to the enemy.

Song Changsheng had made complete preparations for this battle, and the unexpected change was indeed unexpected, but it was also expected.

"Young clan leader, what should I do?" Yu Xueqian was worried. She could hardly see any of her clan members in the formation.

Song Changsheng was unfazed. He stood on top of Jin Xuan's tortoise shell and said calmly: "It's just a set of second-order top-level chain formations. You just have to wait and see."

As soon as the words fell, the pitch-black [Black Starship] appeared above everyone covered in night, setting off a strong airflow. At the bow of the ship, the dark muzzle shone with a cold light, which was frightening.

Each shot of the crystal cannon used on the [Black Starship] is equivalent to a full blow from the early stage monks of the Purple Mansion. If there are enough spiritual stones, it can launch nine consecutive attacks, which is suitable for dealing with the mountain guarding formation.

In addition, he also prepared a hundred [Shocking Thunders] to coordinate with the quasi-sky ship.

Song Changsheng raised his hand and waved it down suddenly.

After receiving the order, Song Changan and others immediately controlled the quasi-sky ship and aimed their guns at the large formation barrier at Baiyun Peak.

"Boom! Boom!"

Continuous strong light flashes, and two white and thick beams of light rush straight into the nearly transparent barrier like giant pythons.

On the other side, Song Changrong, who had been prepared for a long time, also directed several members of the Song clan to throw fifty [Sky-shaking Thunders] at once.

"Boom——"

Deafening explosions sounded one after another, and the ground seemed to be shaking. Baiyun Peak seemed to have experienced a major earthquake, and several hideous holes were opened in the mountain.

Du Huating's carefully prepared backhand was also torn apart in this indiscriminate bombardment, and the entire Baiyun Peak was exposed to the front.

Faced with this scene, everyone present was horrified. This was a set of second-level top-quality continuous formations. It was composed of twelve second-level top-quality formations. It was no less than an ordinary third-level low-level formation. It was so easily destroyed. Broken?
If Yu Xueqian and others felt shocked, then the Wuling Sect felt sincere fear, because they were closer to the place where the [Shocking Thunder] struck, and the aura of death that hit their faces almost made them forget to breathe.

"I don't want to fight anymore. I want to quit the Wuling Sect. I don't want immortality anymore. I don't want immortality anymore..."

A young disciple even collapsed on the spot. He squatted on the ground holding his head and looking in pain. He was trembling all over and yelling randomly.

This scene caused a chain reaction. The already low morale of the Wuling Sect completely collapsed at this moment. Even if Qiu Tianyang immediately shot the emotionally collapsed disciple to death, the situation was irreversible.

Many disciples of the Wuling Sect dropped their magical weapons and fled down the mountain in panic, as frightened as a bereaved dog.

At this moment, all sect honor and personal dignity were forgotten by them. There was only one voice left in their minds: "Escape and survive!"

Wang Qingquan recovered from the shock, raised his hands to Song Changsheng and said, "Young patriarch, do you need me to eradicate them?"

Perhaps he himself didn't realize that when he was talking to Song Changsheng, he lowered his head subconsciously and no longer dared to look at Song Changsheng.

This is a sign of deference.

In addition to eradicating the Wuling Sect, the Song family launched this war just to establish their prestige. Now it seems that the effect is still very good. These people have been shocked by the scene in front of them.

Song Changsheng told them clearly that their little defense was vulnerable to the Song family. Before Song Xianming, the third-level formation master, took action, the Wuling Sect's formation was broken like tofu at a touch.

Facing Wang Qingquan's request for help, Song Changsheng shook his head slightly. These people were frightened to death. They will live in fear in the years to come. There is no need for such people to waste energy and manpower. The gain outweighs the loss.

"It's just a dolphin. It won't hurt even if we let it go. The top priority now is to clear out the enemies who continue to resist."

Song Changsheng gave an order, and everyone pressed forward, and the overwhelming magic instantly enveloped Baiyun Peak.

A group of foundation-building monks also faced suitable opponents.

Song Luzhou and Liu Hongyan faced off against Li Tiancheng, Wang Qingquan and Liu Hongye faced off against Qiu Tianyang, Xia Yunxue faced off against Qu Jinjin, Song Lujuan and Yu Xueqian faced off against Qiu Wenwu...

Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Du Huating sighed. Song's methods were beyond his imagination. He originally planned to take the opportunity to eat the Liuyun Sect's group, but Song Changsheng did not give him a chance at all.

Our side has fallen into a certain death situation, and the Wuling Sect has reached its end.

Du Huating suddenly felt a sense of sadness. The Earth Fire Sect, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was about to end in his hands, and this result was caused by him alone.

He told Liu Ruowei that the Lieyang Sect did not respond directly to his summons, which was actually a lie to her. He had never contacted the Lieyang Sect from the beginning to the end, and took the initiative to cut off the communication channel with them.

"I am a sinner of the sect..." Du Huating whispered softly, his face becoming extremely old at this moment.

"Du Huating, your doom has come, commit suicide, I will leave you a complete corpse!"

Song Changsheng stood on top of Jin Xuan's tortoise shell, with the [Heaven Measuring Ruler], [Luo Tian Net], [Yin Yang Soul-Slaying Gourd] and other spiritual weapons surrounding him. His whole body was filled with a chilling aura, and his eyes were cold. It was like looking at a dead person.

Du Huating looked condescendingly at this young man who spoke arrogantly. They had met once more than ten years ago, and he and Cheng Yufei planned an interception of him.

At that time, the young man could only hide behind Wang Wanzhou. But now, he was standing in front of him, wanting to pronounce his fate.

This made Du Huating feel very ironic.

However, he had no intention of living in the first place, otherwise he would have escaped with Liu Ruowei and others. He is a sinner of the sect, and he has no face to continue to live in the world.

He wanted to send the Earth Fire Sect on its last journey in person.

"Master... Senior Brother, I have done everything you asked me to do. I hope you will not forget your promise..."

Du Huating took one last look at the Baiyun Peak at his feet. Although it was in dilapidated condition, it still fascinated him deeply.

Closing his eyes slightly, he seemed to see his young self again, timidly following an old man with an immortal spirit, climbing up Baiyun Peak step by step.

When he stood on the top of the mountain for the first time, he was deeply shocked by the scenery of Baiyun Peak.

"Master, this disciple is unfilial..."

A crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, and a burst of lightning suddenly appeared on his body, and then his whole body exploded, turning into ashes and disappearing with the wind.

Song Changsheng was stunned. He didn't expect that Du Huating actually chose to commit suicide, and he used such an extreme method that his body and soul were destroyed, not even his true spirit was left behind.

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place." Song Changsheng shook his head slightly and turned to start a new battle. He had no time to remember an enemy...

At the moment Du Huating committed suicide, Liu Ruowei, who was hiding in the back mountain, seemed to feel something. She raised her head and looked in the direction of Baiyun Peak. She could detect the fluctuations of the battle there, and the familiar atmosphere was disappearing.

The Wuling Sect is dead, and the Dihuo Sect is dead.

Liu Ruowei suddenly wanted to cry. When she looked at the anxious and anxious faces around her, she held back her tears. She was probably the only surviving foundation-building monk. She couldn't show any timidity because she still wanted to Keep them alive.

She stood up expressionlessly and said to the fellow disciple in front of her: "Let's go, it's time."

Then he took out his waist card and opened the space teleportation array hidden here. Liu Ruowei didn't know where this array came from, maybe even Du Huating didn't know.

She didn't even know where this formation led.

Looking at the colorful whirlpool in front of her, she took the lead and walked in, embarking on an unknown journey...

At the moment when the space teleportation array was activated, Song Xianming, who had been using his spiritual consciousness to find Chang Wudao's location in mid-air, was moved in his heart, and his sharp eyes looked towards the direction of the back mountain through the darkness of night.

He was about to go and find out, when suddenly, a bloody human face suddenly appeared in the sky above Baiyun Peak. It had no mouth and nose, only a pair of empty eyes, overlooking the entire Baiyun Peak.

"Blood Demon?" Song Xianming narrowed his eyes, and then realized that this face was not an entity, but more like a projection.

The sudden appearance of a bloody face immediately caused a commotion. Everyone subconsciously stopped their movements and looked at the huge face in fear and panic.

"Look at those corpses!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

Song Changsheng looked down and saw that the lost monks shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had been drained dry by something.

And the blood flowing out seemed to be pulled into the ground by something.

"There is something underground!" Song Changsheng suddenly realized this.

At this time, Song Xianming also pointed his finger at the bloody face, and a strong wind suddenly rose between the heaven and the earth.

"Small magical power [Xunfeng Finger]"

Unexpectedly, the bloody human face showed no resistance and was instantly torn apart by the strong wind and disappeared without a trace.

"It is indeed a shadow." Song Xianming frowned slightly. He didn't know who would use such a boring trick.

At this time, Song Changsheng was heard shouting: "Grandpa, there is something underground!"

Song Xianming came back to his senses and found that all the corpses had been turned into mummies, even those of Qiu Tianyang and other foundation-building monks.

"Blood sacrifice?"

A term flashed through Song Xianming's mind. At this moment, he finally understood Chang Wudao's plan, which was to sacrifice the entire Wuling Sect with blood, and this face was just a trick to attract their attention!
Even though he was well-informed, he couldn't help but feel a chill at this moment.

"Exit Baiyun Peak immediately!"

Song Xianming shouted loudly, then took out the magic weapon [Ding Jiangshan], turned it into a sword light and thrust it straight into Baiyun Peak. He wanted to catch this beast Chang Wudao!

Song Changsheng and others had quickly retreated, and Li Siyang also took the opportunity to escape in the opposite direction with the remaining Wuling Sect disciples.

Without having time to think too much, Song Changsheng immediately ordered Song Luzhou, Wang and others to pursue them, leaving only the quasi-sky ship behind because he had already felt a powerful force resurrecting.

He had a hunch that Chang Wudao might break through Zifu.

Sure enough, the next moment, a big hole suddenly exploded on the mountainside, rocks flew, and two figures rushed out one after the other.

"Hahaha, I'm done! I'm finally done!

Song Xianming, even if you are lucky enough to be one step ahead of me, so what, you still can't do anything to me! "

Chang Wudao with disheveled hair stood in mid-air, laughing wildly, as if he was crazy.

Song Xianming's face was gloomy, he pointed at [Ding Jiangshan] in his hand, and shouted angrily: "You beast, you actually practiced the blood demon method and sacrificed the entire Wuling Sect. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God!"

"Nonsense, it's obviously you who destroyed the Wuling Sect. I just took a little bit from them. It's you who caused all this!"

Chang Wudao pointed at Song Xianming, his tone full of resentment, and his red eyes burning with raging anger.

If it weren't for this person, he wouldn't have taken the risk to practice the "Notes of the Heavenly Demon", wouldn't have had his mind eroded by the blood demon, and wouldn't have used this method to break through!
All of this was caused by him!
Song Changsheng on the side couldn't help but shook his head. Chang Wudao had gone crazy and completely fell into the devil's way. There was really nothing to say about such a beast, and he looked at the quasi-sky ship in the air, ready to go.
"Fire and kill this bastard!"

...(End of chapter)