A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

Lei Xiaotian stood in the battlefield, staring at the fourth and fifth elders of Qingyun Sect in front of him with a sharp gaze.

One was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm, and the other was in the early stage of Nascent Soul Realm. They had a high status in the sect, but in the eyes of Lei Xiaotian, a veteran on the battlefield, they seemed not good enough.

"Hahaha, you two pampered elders of the sect, although your cultivation is good, but compared with me who has been walking on the edge of a knife for many years, you are still a little behind."

Lei Xiaotian's voice rolled like thunder, full of disdain and confidence.

The faces of the fourth and fifth elders sank. They knew that they were not Lei Xiaotian's opponents, but the orders of the sect could not be violated, and they had to fight with all their strength.

"Benlei Jue!"

Lei Xiaotian suddenly shouted, and lightning flashed around his body, as if he had turned into a series of thunder power.

His cultivation soared in an instant, jumping from the middle stage of Nascent Soul Realm to the late stage. This scene made the fourth and fifth elders dumbfounded.

The Thunderstorm Sword in Lei Xiaotian's hand shone brightly, and the sword was as powerful as a rainbow. He slashed at the Fifth Elder, who was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

The Fifth Elder was terrified. He tried to resist, but under this extremely domineering sword, his defense was as fragile as paper.

The sword flashed, and the Fifth Elder fell.

"Whoever blocks me will die!"

Lei Xiaotian's voice was cold and ruthless. His eyes fell on the Fourth Elder, and the look seemed to say, the next one is you.

The Fourth Elder knew that something was wrong, but he could not retreat, so he could only bite the bullet and face it.

However, he soon found that he was far from being Lei Xiaotian's opponent. After several fights, he was already in danger.

Lei Xiaotian had no intention of fighting. He knew that the situation was critical and he had to evacuate as soon as possible.

He grabbed the Queen Liu who had been knocked unconscious by Ji Jiuming and prepared to flee the battlefield.

"The Eighth Prince has disguised himself as an enemy soldier and mixed into the army."

Lei Xiaotian muttered in his heart, his eyes swept across the battlefield, and saw that the Eighth Prince's figure had disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people.

Lei Xiaotian took a deep breath, and his figure was like lightning, rushing towards the edge of the battlefield.

He knew that after today, the fate of the Netherworld Dynasty would be rewritten, and what he could do was to try his best to preserve the royal bloodline and wait for a comeback in the future.

On the other side of the battlefield, Tuoba Zhen, Li Fengming and others were fighting fiercely with Ji Jiuming.

However, when they found that Lei Xiaotian actually wanted to escape from the battlefield with Ji Jiuming's woman, they suddenly felt angry.

"Not good, Lei Xiaotian is going to escape!"

The third elder shouted angrily, and together with Sun Hao, he gave up the battle with Ji Jiuming and turned to pounce on Lei Xiaotian.

Seeing this, Ji Jiuming was very anxious. He tried to rush forward to stop them, but Tuoba Zhen and Li Fengming blocked him and didn't give him any chance.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!"

Sun Hao sneered. He was a real late Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. With the help of the third elder who was in the middle Nascent Soul Realm, the two of them joined forces and were incredibly powerful.

A trace of anxiety flashed in Lei Xiaotian's eyes. He knew that the time for the Heavenly Thunder Art had come and his cultivation had fallen back to the middle Nascent Soul Realm.

In this situation, he could only try his best to resist.

However, the attack of Sun Hao and the third elder was too fierce. Lei Xiaotian was careless and was hit by Sun Hao.

Despite this, he still protected Queen Liu tightly to prevent her from getting hurt.

At this moment, Ji Jiuming on the battlefield saw the scene of Lei Xiaotian and Liu Qinglin in danger, and the pain and anger in his heart instantly reached a peak. He no longer cared about his injuries and resolutely decided to use the Ji's Xuanhuang Art.

"Dare to hurt my brother and wife, I want you dead!"

Ji Jiuming's voice rolled like thunder, and his cultivation level temporarily rose to the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm in an instant.

With the improvement of his cultivation level, Ji Jiuming's Dharma body also strengthened several times.

He slapped out with a palm, and Tuoba Zhen and Li Fengming were instantly slapped away, spitting blood.

Then, Ji Jiuming angrily hit and directly killed the third elder.

His eyes were full of murderous intent, as if he wanted to completely destroy all obstacles.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became tense in an instant, and everyone was shocked by Ji Jiuming's outburst.

Ji Jiuming took this opportunity to grab Lei Xiaotian and Queen Liu, turned into a stream of light, and flew out of the battlefield.

Ji Jiuming was just about to take Lei Xiaotian and Queen Liu to escape from the Nether Imperial City, when suddenly, a huge flaming palm fell from the sky and slapped him back into the city.

For a moment, dust flew, rubble splashed, Ji Jiuming's body shook violently, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"Hahaha, I thought, Ji Jiuming, you have come to this day!"

A arrogant laugh followed, and a middle-aged man wearing a red dragon robe and looking majestic appeared.Walking slowly, he was none other than Zhou Wudi, the emperor of the Ziyang Dynasty, exuding the terrifying strength of a half-step heavenly being.

Sun Hao saw His Majesty coming in person and hurriedly saluted: "Meet Your Majesty."

Zhou Wudi nodded slightly, expressing his approval to Sun Hao;

"Well, you did a good job."

At this time, Ji Jiuming's aura had fallen back to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and he was seriously injured, but he still managed to stand up, looking at Zhou Wudi firmly;

"Zhou Wudi, let go of my brother and wife, I can do whatever you want with you."

Zhou Wudi sneered and said disdainfully;

"Ji Jiuming, you no longer have the bargaining chips to negotiate with me."

After that, he signaled Sun Hao to kill Lei Xiaotian and Queen Liu.

"No!"

Just as Sun Hao was about to take action, a low beast roar came, and a huge monster appeared in the field, protecting Lei Xiaotian and Queen Liu behind him. This monster is the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion. Its wings are eighty meters long when spread out, and its momentum is amazing.

"Father, Ling'er is back!"

Ji Ling'er and Lin Yi jumped off the back of the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion and walked to Ji Jiuming's side.

"Nine Princesses!"

Lei Xiaotian shouted while holding his body, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Ji Jiuming was relieved to see that his daughter was safe, but then he became nervous again;

"Ling'er, why did you come back? Go quickly, take General Lei and your mother with you, I'm here to cover your retreat!"

However, Zhou Wudi didn't care. He stepped forward and said coldly; "Do you think you can leave with a sixth-level monster? Naive!"

The Wind and Thunder Holy Lion looked at Ji Jiuming and cast a look of approval;

"That Emperor Ji did a good job, and he has the style of this king when he was young."

Its voice was full of majesty and domineering.

At this time, the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion spoke again: "Also, I have no intention of escaping. Besides, when did I say that I was the only one left? Come out, Xiaopeng!"

As the Wind and Thunder Holy Lion finished speaking, a clear animal cry sounded, and another huge flying monster spread its wings and came.