Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"presumptuous!"

The ruling envoy's voice was like thunder, and a burst of golden light suddenly bloomed from his chest. An oval-shaped bronze mirror appeared and collided with the green blade in Yuan Tianshu's hand.

"Ding"

The sound of gold and stone clashing was loud, from point to surface, the smooth mirror surface of the bronze mirror was covered with cracks like spider webs, the brilliance was dim, and a top-grade spiritual weapon-level breast mirror was scrapped.

But the Adjudicator took the opportunity to avoid the fatal blow, and retreated quickly. He waved the bronze war weapon in his hand, releasing a thunderous thunder to bombard the two of them.

Yuan Tianshu and Song Xianming soon fell into a disadvantage...

Under the sky, Song Changsheng had penetrated deeply into the clouds. He did not rush to join Song Lutong and Song Lujuan, but walked through them according to a unique trajectory.

This trajectory seems chaotic, but if there are three levels of formation masters here, they will definitely be able to find clues and praise it.

Because the route Song Changsheng traveled was a loophole in the formation. As long as he followed this route, he could find the formation's eye and break through the formation.

This is the simplest and most efficient way to break the formation, but it is difficult to implement because the higher the level of the formation, the fewer the flaws and it is more concealed.

When the formation attainments of both sides are not far apart, it is really difficult to discover the opponent's fatal loopholes, unless the formation attainments of both sides are not at the same level.

Logically speaking, Song Changsheng was only a second-level elite formation mage, so it was impossible for him to achieve this.

But after Song Changsheng used [Breaking Eyes] to peer into the way of heaven last time, he memorized the word "Tao" and received the legacy of his master Qingtian Sword Immortal. Not only did he have a clear understanding of his own way, but he also understood the way by analogy. After that, his formation attainments also improved by leaps and bounds, and he was not far from the third-level low-grade.

In addition, the method of setting up this formation was very crude, so Song Changsheng was able to easily see through this formation with the help of [Breaking Eyes].

This was a miracle that even he himself could not replicate.

After walking through the formation for about half an hour, Song Changsheng suddenly stopped.

Looking at the dark space in front of him, Song Changsheng's instinct told him that he could no longer move forward, as if he would encounter some unforeseen horror if he went further.

But he saw nothing. In his field of vision, there were only crisscross formations in front of him, and nothing else.

"Is it the formation eye?" Song Changsheng hesitated slightly.

If you want to break through the formation and rescue Song Lutong and Song Lujuan, you must first destroy the formation eye.

But his instinct told him he couldn't go any further.

A monk's intuition is often the most accurate, and anyone who dares to ignore it will pay a heavy price.

"That's all, let's give it a try!" Song Changsheng gritted his teeth. He had already wasted a lot of time. His old man and the others didn't know how long they could hold on. They had to rescue people before they were defeated. He couldn't help, and at least he couldn't delay them. Hind legs!

Moreover, if this formation is really arranged by the so-called Adjudicator, after it is destroyed, the opponent will also suffer backlash, and maybe it can create an opportunity for Song Xianming and the others!
With this thought, Song Changsheng took out the Tai Chi Diagram from his storage bag. Since the [Lu Wuzhong] was destroyed, this was the only defensive weapon he had on him.

Song Changsheng has never understood the origin and ability of this Tai Chi diagram, but the terrifying defensive power it showed in the past gave him the confidence to go deep into dangerous places.

Blocking the Tai Chi diagram in front of him, Song Changsheng moved forward with his sword, passing through the heavy clouds and mist. Suddenly, a dazzling thunder light flashed, and a thunderbolt as thick as a baby's arm struck down instantly.

The speed was so fast that Song Changsheng had no time to react. Fortunately, the Tai Chi Diagram was in front of him. The thunder fell on the Tai Chi Diagram without causing any ripples. However, the sputtering current caused Song Changsheng some pain.

Song Changsheng couldn't help feeling scared. If it hadn't been for the protection of Tai Chi just now, he would have endured this thunderbolt.

"Where did this thunder come from?" Song Changsheng was on guard and looked around vigilantly. He did not feel the breath of the Thunder Law, and the attack came very suddenly.

"Master, look up there." Xiao Jiu's voice suddenly sounded.

Song Changsheng raised his head when he heard this, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

There was an object above his head at some point. It looked like a round-bottomed iron teapot. It was completely black. The lid had been opened and black clouds were being released continuously.

"Could this cloud be released by this iron pot?"

Song Changsheng was shocked, this must be at least a magic weapon, it could actually create thunderstorms out of thin air.

With the blessing of [Breaking Eyes], Song Changsheng saw countless formation patterns connected to the iron pot. Unsurprisingly, this iron pot was the formation eye of this large formation.

Just when he was thinking about how to destroy this formation, alarm bells suddenly sounded in his heart, and a feeling of extreme danger surged into his heart.

Song Changsheng was frightened but not confused. He learned a lesson from the experience. He was prepared in advance and used [Flash of Light] to move sideways. The next moment, a thick thunder shot out from the mouth of the iron pot, almost close to Song Changsheng's body. His body passed by, and he could even feel the arc of lightning jumping onto his body.

"Human monk, retreat now and I will spare your life." A cold voice came from the iron kettle, his words full of arrogance.

"You don't even have a body as a weapon spirit. You're not afraid of flashing your tongue when you say this." Song Changsheng sneered. At first, he didn't notice the aura of this object, so he succeeded in his sneak attack.

But now, Song Changsheng had nothing to fear as the opponent moved from darkness to light.

When the best spiritual weapon is born, the spiritual intelligence is a magic weapon. It is actually a bit far-fetched to say that this spiritual intelligence is an instrument spirit, because it does not even have a body, and the power it can exert is very limited without its owner.

Although the other party said that he would let him live, it exposed the fact that he was strong on the outside but strong on the inside.

Song Changsheng only needs to erase its spiritual intelligence. Not only can he obtain a precious magic weapon, but the formation will naturally be self-defeating.

Sure enough, seeing that Song Changsheng's will had not been shaken, the weapon spirit in the iron pot panicked a little, and said with a stern expression: "If you don't leave, you will definitely die without a burial place when my lord returns!"

His words reminded Song Changsheng that the battle must be resolved quickly, otherwise everything would be over when the judge freed up his hands.

As soon as he thought of this, Song Changsheng stopped talking nonsense, used the Tai Chi Diagram to protect himself, made seals with his hands, and beautiful mountains and rivers emerged.

"Small magical power [Mountain Seal]"

"boom--"

The whole cloud seemed to be trembling as the substantial seal blasted away.

There was a crackling sound in the iron kettle, and streaks of thunder rushed out from the iron kettle, entangled with the [Mountain Seal]. Without the support of the master's magic power, the iron pot was obviously a little weak. The thunder it released did not block the big seal, and its body was staggered.

"[Demon Binding Rope], go!"

Song Changsheng shouted loudly, and a green rattan rushed out of the storage bag and hit the iron pot like a whip, making a dull sound.

Although the weapon spirit in the iron pot tried its best to release thunder, it had no effect on the [Demon Binding Rope].

You know, [Demon Binding Rope] was originally the body of a [Law Spirit Fruit] that successfully survived the catastrophe. It couldn't even do anything about the catastrophe, let alone this mere thunder?
Facing the thunder, Song Changsheng pumped the iron pot one after another, making it spin in the air like a large top.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

"Presumptuous!" Qi Ling was completely angry. He had never seen anyone bully a "spirit" like this.

"I'm so presumptuous, what can you do!" Song Changsheng's eyes were like daggers, he made another seal with his hands, the [Mountain Seal] fell again, and the iron pot was knocked down directly.

What he did before was not to deliberately humiliate the weapon spirit, but to cut off the connection between the iron pot and the formation, and this time he really achieved success with one blow.

After the iron kettle was knocked down, the lid was closed and soon became tightly entangled with the [Demon Binding Rope].

"I will erase your intelligence now to see how arrogant you are!" Song Changsheng did not bother to talk to it at all. It is impossible for the weapon spirit to betray its master. Keeping it will only become a hidden danger. It is better to wipe it out directly. go!

At worst, it would be better to cultivate a new weapon spirit in the future. Although it is time-consuming and laborious, it is better than leaving a time bomb around.

Song Changsheng's vast spiritual consciousness rushed out and began to forcibly erase the weapon spirit...

On the other side, Song Xianming and Yuan Tianshu were about to be defeated. The furious Judiciary immediately began to exchange injuries for injuries. You stab me with a sword, and I will punch you in return. With this desperate fighting method, the two of them were killed. Suppressing them tightly, if there is no external help, the two of them will be defeated within the time of a stick of incense!
"Fellow Daoist Yuan, I will try my best to hold him down in a moment, and ask fellow Taoist to take the few juniors below to leave!" Song Xianming tried his best to use his body skills to move around, while transmitting a message to Yuan Tianshu.

"Fellow Daoist Song, let's go together!" Yuan Tianshu frowned, he would not be a deserter.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, this matter has nothing to do with you. Song is grateful that you can act righteously. This is the grudge between the Song family and Lei Wangdian. There is no need for you to die with me. Please take Changsheng away. It’s good that someone can avenge me!”

"No one will die, let's go together!"

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave." Song Xianming smiled bitterly. Someone must stay behind, and this person can only be him.

Yuan Tianshu looked solemn and said nothing.

"Suffer death!" The judge roared angrily, swung the bronze sword in his hand, and took Song Xianming's head directly.

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky and stood in front of Song Xianming.

The Bronze Zhan Ge fell and was blocked by a hazy barrier on his body. It was as if it hit a rubber band and was immediately bounced back. Judgment made the tall body stagger back several steps, almost losing its grip on the hand. Zhan Ge.

"[Tiangang Cover]?" Song Xianming's eyes widened. He was very familiar with this small magical power, but what he used was completely different from the white-clothed monk in front of him.

And in this world, there is only one person who has cultivated this small magical power to such a level.

The identity of the person in front of me was revealed at this moment - Blood-clothed Shura, Bai Zhengchun!
Looking at the white-clothed monk standing proudly in front of him, the judge's eyes revealed a solemn look. The pressure on him from the person in front of him was no less than that of King Thunder.

It's not that Bai Zhengchun's cultivation has reached the level of Thunder King, but it's a huge pressure that directly affects his psychology. He seems to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood on the person in front of him.

"Bai Zhengchun?" The judge spoke in a muffled voice.

"Arbitrator?" Bai Zhengchun's face showed a touch of amusement. He originally thought that this so-called adjudicator was very powerful, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

"Do you, Luoxia City, also want to fight against the Thunder King?" The Adjudicator's tone hinted at a threat.

Hearing this, Bai Zhengchun showed a hint of disdain on his face and said: "Huh, King of Thunder? He is just a rat who hides his head and shows his tail. I will put my words here today. Anyone who dares to step into Daqi will be killed by the people in the Palace of Thunder King." !
If you don’t believe it, you can ask your Thunder King to try it himself. "

The verdict made the face under the mask turn blue and turn white. Others might just be threats, but the one in front of him must be serious.

"Hmph, I hope Luoxia City won't regret today's choice!" The judge snorted coldly and was about to leave.

Bai Zhengchun swayed and stood in front of him, saying in a solemn tone: "Come if you want, leave if you want. Do you think I have no one here?"

"What do you want?" The judge finally chose to compromise. Compared with completing the task, his own wealth and life came first.

"For the sake of no casualties, I will keep the head and let your spirit go." Bai Zhengchun said indifferently.

"Don't push too far!" The judge was shocked and angry. As a body refiner, losing the body is equivalent to losing everything. This requirement is impossible for an individual to meet.

"Swish"

Bai Zhengchun's figure disappeared immediately, and the next moment, a bloody hole exploded on the judge's shoulder.

The judge let out a cold snort, but he was extremely horrified in his heart. He didn't see Bai Zhengchun's movements clearly at all. How could Bai Zhengchun be so strong?
"If you don't give it, then I will get it myself!" Bai Zhengchun's pupils were instantly dyed with a touch of scarlet, and the evil aura was surging, which was frightening.

"Do you think you can defeat me?" The judge shouted angrily and threw a dark ball with a wave of his hand.

Bai Zhengchun frowned slightly and quickly pulled away. The ball immediately exploded, shining like a small sun.

When the bright light dissipated, the figure of the judge was already thousands of miles away.

"Can you run away?" Bai Zhengchun sneered, turned into a stream of light and chased after him.

Suddenly, the adjudicator who was running for his life spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body's breath suddenly became weak, and he almost fell from the sky.

The sudden change not only shocked Song Xianming and Yuan Tianshu, but even Bai Zhengchun was slightly surprised.

The judge turned back to look at Song Changsheng's position, his eyes full of disbelief and resentment. He did not expect that the inconspicuous ant would actually erase the weapon spirit of his magic weapon and inflict a heavy injury on him at the critical moment!
At this time, Bai Zhengchun, who was full of evil spirits, had already caught up. The judge had no way to escape, so he had to burn his blood and blood to give it a try.

After a stick of incense, a strong body suddenly fell...

...(End of chapter)