Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 9: Fight to the death (please vote)

"Crack."

At this moment, the defense of the Water Elemental Shield was also broken down, and the chain turned into a poisonous snake and rushed towards Song Changsheng.

"[Fire Sun Formation] rises!" Song Changsheng raised his hands in vain, and dense red formations appeared under his feet, immediately covering everyone in them.

An illusory sun appeared above his head. As soon as the "venomous snake" came into contact with the scorching light, it made a "sizzling" sound and evaporated a cloud of blood mist.

"Damn it!" The demon cultivator quickly retracted the chain. In just a moment, the originally smooth chain became pitted, making his heart bleed.

"You rebellious man, you must die for me." The demon cultivator at the eighth level of qi training shouted loudly, took out a scarlet orb in his hand, and smashed it down with a strong blood evil aura.

Song Changsheng controlled the magic circle with one hand and pinched the magic weapon with the other hand. The treasure gourd suddenly started spinning, and it collided with the orb in an instant. For a while, they were inextricably linked.

"This guy is in trouble, let's go together."

The remaining three people sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and the four of them attacked together. Song Changsheng suddenly became more stressed.

The spells in his hands kept changing, and with a buzzing sound, twelve triangular formation flags emerged from the ground. Song Changsheng's eyes widened with anger, and he shouted: "The scorching sun burns the sky!"

The scorching sun above the head suddenly turned orange, and flames began to rise out of thin air on the ground. In a short time, the area covered by the formation was already a sea of ​​fire.

This flame is not like ordinary fire. Once it touches the body, it is as difficult to get rid of as maggots attached to the bones. They have to mobilize most of their spiritual power to isolate the flames.

And this gave Song Changsheng an opportunity to take advantage of it. The "fire" character on the palm of his right hand suddenly appeared. At this moment, the entire sea of ​​​​fire was at his disposal.

"[Fire Rain Technique]"

Song Changsheng pressed down with his right hand, and the "scorching sun" in mid-air suddenly dropped a rain of fire.

Because of the blessing of the entire formation, coupled with the exquisite control of [Water and Fire Control], the power of this level of fire spells has increased dramatically. Even the ninth level of Qi training magic cultivators cannot ignore it, and they need to be prepared carefully.

For a time, Song Changsheng actually suppressed the four opponents.

But Song Changsheng's brows were still frowning. He understood that this was only temporary. His spiritual power was not enough to sustain this kind of consumption for too long, and he had to find a breaking point.

"It's you." He turned his attention to a short demon cultivator. He only had the fourth level of Qi training, and he was already showing signs of fatigue.

Song Changsheng's feet moved with steps, and the short demon cultivator felt his eyes flash as a figure appeared in front of him.

The demon cultivator was horrified, and he immediately used his magic power to resist. Unexpectedly, Song Changsheng flicked his finger, and his head was instantly pierced by a ball of flame.

Before the exhausted demon cultivator fell down, his body was reduced to ashes in the flames.

"Lao Jiu!" The demon cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training, his eyes almost split open, immediately rushed towards Song Changsheng, and a chain became extremely dexterous in his hand.

Song Changsheng didn't check for a while but the chain rubbed his arm, and a piece of flesh and blood immediately left him.

"war!"

The injury did not frighten Song Changsheng, but instead aroused the fighting spirit in his chest. With a trace of determination in his eyes, he took out a porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag and drank most of it with a "gudonggudong" sound.

Song Changsheng's eyes suddenly widened, and he felt a violent spiritual energy erupting from his Zhongwan point and rushing to his limbs.

The spiritual energy that was facing depletion suddenly surged.

"Ah——" Song Changsheng looked up to the sky and roared, and the treasure gourd suddenly exploded, knocking back all the magical weapons that were fighting with him and returning to his side.

At this moment, he was holding the [Water and Fire Treasure Gourd], with the scorching sun hanging over his head, and several fire dragons wrapped around him, like a god of war.

"How is it possible..." The demon cultivator was immediately stunned by this scene. Is this the spiritual power possessed by Qi Practitioners?
"Royal!"

Song Changsheng stretched out his arms, and the fire dragon wrapped around his side rushed out instantly. The last fourth-level Qi-training demon cultivator was caught off guard and turned into ashes.

"Damn, I'll fight you." The eyes of the remaining two demon cultivators were replaced by fierceness. One from the left and the other from the right, they attacked Song Changsheng at the same time.

Song Changsheng's meridians and dantian were feeling uncomfortable due to the majestic spiritual power, and it was time to let it out. "bring it on!"

The entire formation seemed to come alive at this moment. Twelve formation flags surrounded Song Changsheng's side, and the "scorching sun" in the sky suddenly fell, heading straight towards the demon cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training.

Resisting the burning flames for a long time consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. Now facing the enveloping "scorching sun", he sadly found that he seemed unable to resist at all.

He could only watch the "scorching sun" swallow him up...

"puff"

He killed the demon cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training in one blow with all his strength, but Song Changsheng also paid the price for this. The chain hit his chest heavily, and for a moment he felt that his internal organs were shaking.

"Come and fight to the death with me." Song Changsheng's mouth was bloody, but his eyes were full of madness. At this moment, he was fearless.

"Arrogant!" The remaining demon cultivator was already very weak at this moment, but there was no way out at this time. Only one of them could survive.

"[Blood Demon Magic]!"

The demon cultivator shouted loudly, and a layer of blood appeared all over his body, and he began to burn his life force.

Song Changsheng was happy and unafraid, and said angrily: "You will not be able to enter reincarnation today!"

In an instant, the two collided with each other, accompanied by a dazzling bright light and a sea of ​​fire. Between the staggered bodies, a figure fell to the ground and turned into ashes in an instant.

When the flames slowly dissipated, Song Changsheng was left kneeling on one knee, surrounded by broken formation flags.

"Ahem, cough, cough, the ninth-level Qi training monk is really powerful." Song Changsheng covered his chest and stood up staggeringly. It was just a miserable victory.

He took out a few healing pills and drank them. He looked around and saw that an area of ​​hundreds of meters in radius had been burned to a bare place. Fortunately, he had deliberately controlled it, otherwise the mountain would have been burned to ashes.

Several demon cultivators had been reduced to ashes, and only the magic weapon and the Universe Bag were preserved in the flames.

He put it away, and after adjusting his breath for a while, he planned to support Song Luding and the others.

Before he could make a move, a murderous voice came from not far away: "The second brother and the others fell into your hands. They really underestimated you."

Song Changsheng followed the sound and saw four men in black robes walking out of the dense forest.

The masked man threw the unconscious Song Changying to the ground and said coldly: "Those two old guys have already gone to hell. Hand over those babies, otherwise, I guarantee that her life will be worse than death."

Song Changsheng's eyes were about to burst and he said angrily: "Beast."

"Hmph, if you don't tell me, I'll crush her head right now!" The masked man stepped on Song Changying's head, his tone full of threats.

Just when Song Changsheng felt in a dilemma, a beam of rainbow fell from the sky, and a cold voice came out: "You are not qualified yet!"

The masked man felt his eyes blurred, and the three men beside him were suddenly reduced to a sieve by the rain of needles, and died on the spot.

He only felt a stabbing pain in his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw a silver needle as thin as a hair, tremblingly inserted into his heart.

The masked man was a little frightened and wanted to pull out the needle, but when the scene in front of him changed, his feet had already left the ground.

He looked down and saw a female cultivator with evil eyes holding his neck with one hand and lifting him up.

"Mom, cough." Song Changsheng was relieved and finally caught up.

Seeing Song Changsheng covered with scars, Xia Yunxue's anger reached its peak. She stared at the masked man and said, "Tell me, who sent you here!"

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