Living in the world of cultivation

"Bang..."

Su Fan, who had launched the blood escape, was bounced back by an invisible barrier and fell heavily to the ground.

"Fuck..."

He forgot that a fairy formation had just been set up outside the cave. Feng Changqing could enter and exit freely, but he couldn't.

Su Fan got up from the ground, slapped the top-grade ghost weapon on his waist, and summoned Yaksha.

"Go collect those corpses and look for the jade talismans of the formation one by one. These ghosts belong to you..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Yaksha was very excited. These were all the souls of Jindan cultivators.

Since breaking through to the ghost king, he only collected some low-level ghosts and ghost soldiers, and none of his men could fight.

Now, he finally has a few ghosts who can stand up to the table.

Collect these Jindan ghosts into the ghost weapon and refine them well. In a few years, he will have more than a dozen ghost generals under his command.

The excited Yaksha circled around Su Fan for a few times, and then disappeared in a flash.

After a while, Yaksha came back and handed a jade talisman to Su Fan.

Su Fan took the formation jade talisman and said, "Go to the house and take the boy out. Let the ghost crow take you to a safe place to hide, and then rush over to meet me immediately..."

He sent Yaksha away, muttering strange spells to himself, and pinched his right hand to close.

Several condensed blood beads were sucked into his hand. He performed the "Blood Transformation Tracking Technique" and then determined a direction.

Su Fan's body flashed with blood, and his figure disappeared again.

"Bang..."

Feng Changqing fell to the ground. The fourth-level "Thousand Miles Escape Light Talisman" that he had just activated made him escape hundreds of miles away.

Now his injuries were extremely serious, and he almost lost half of his life. In this dark night with a violent storm, it was obviously unrealistic for him to control the magic weapon to escape back to the sect.

Moreover, the "Thousand Miles Escape Light Talisman" could only allow him to escape instantly, and it was uncertain where he would escape to, so he didn't know where he was.

Feng Changqing sat up from the ground with a grin, activated a third-level amulet, and propped up a spiritual shield to cover him, which was considered to be shielding the pouring rain.

He took out a firework for help from the ring and pulled it hard. A dazzling light instantly shot up into the sky, and a gorgeous firework exploded in the night sky hundreds of meters away.

But because it was a rainy day, the effect of the firework for help had been greatly reduced, and it was estimated that few people could see his call for help.

His intuition told him that the guy would definitely not let him go easily. The family elites were all inside the mountain gate of Taixu Xianzong, and it was definitely too late to contact them now.

Feng Changqing thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, took out another jade talisman from the ring, and crushed it fiercely.

This is the "blood jade talisman" that only the direct descendants of the Feng family have. Once it is crushed, all the children of the Feng family within a radius of nearly a thousand miles will feel it.

The direct descendants of the main family are in trouble, and all the children of the Feng family must rush to rescue as soon as possible.

After crushing the "blood jade talisman", Feng Changqing was relieved.

Although he didn't know where he was, it was not far from the mountain gate of Taixu Xianzong. The children of the main family and the side branches of the Feng family were almost all concentrated near Taixu Xiancheng.

It won't be long before the children of the Feng family scattered around Taixu Xiancheng will rush over. Although most of them are side branches of the Feng family, there are also many cultivators in the foundation building realm and the golden elixir realm.

This is the first time that Feng Changqing has suffered such a big loss since he was a child.

If it weren't for the family ancestor who rewarded him with this "Thousand Miles Escape Light Talisman", he would have died at the hands of that demon cultivator today.

Feng Changqing smiled grimly. When the Feng family's large group of people arrived, he must catch the kid and give him a good beating.

Let him be unable to live or die, so as to relieve his hatred at the moment.

At this time, the communication jade talisman on Feng Changqing's waist kept vibrating. He took off the jade talisman and sent out several messages, and received a reply instantly.

"Xiao Si'er, what's wrong with you? Why did you crush the blood jade talisman..."

"Dad... I'm being chased, bring people to save me quickly, I'm afraid you won't see me again..."

"Wait there, I'll bring people over soon..."

"Dad... Contact the people of the Taixu Immortal City Law Enforcement Team, let them guard the teleportation array, and if they find the demon cultivator from the Western Wilderness, let them take him down immediately..."

Feng Changqing replied to several messages in succession, and then put away the communication jade talisman.

Because he crushed the "blood jade talisman", the Feng family is now in a turmoil, and all the Feng family members around Taixu Immortal City are gathering here.

Feng Changqing was now looking forward to the man catching up. If he escaped quietly, it would take a lot of effort to catch him.

Crack!

In the dark night sky, a flash of lightning tore through the dark and terrifying sky, and the sky and the earth instantly turned pale white.

Boom!

Followed by a shocking explosion.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and with the howling wind, the whole world seemed to be in turmoil.

In just a moment, dozens of figures appeared in the dark night sky in the distance, rushing towards Feng Changqing's position.

Feng Changqing let out a long breath, and he took out the firework for help and pulled it hard.

"Bang..."

A firework suddenly exploded in the air, emitting an extremely gorgeous red light.

Although the impact of the heavy rain greatly reduced the effectiveness of the rescue fireworks, at such a close distance, they were immediately visible to the rescuers of the Feng family in the distance.

Dozens of monks wielding magic weapons roared to where Feng Changqing was.

They landed on the ground one after another. The leader, a Jindan monk, saw Feng Changqing lying on the ground and ran over in a few steps.

"You are an uncle from the Changqing clan, right..."

Feng Changqing is a direct descendant of the main family, and has no impression of these people from the side families at all. He usually ignores them.

But this time was the time to employ people, so he was very polite.

"Uncle Clan, we are in trouble today. We asked everyone to come to our rescue despite the rain. Thank you for your hard work..."

After listening to Feng Changqing's words, the foundation-building monk felt as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"Uncle Clan's words are really disappointing to me. Uncle Clan is seriously injured. It's better to return to the Clan with us as soon as possible to heal..."

Feng Changqing shook his head with a smile and said, "Just wait a little longer, there will be younger members of the clan coming over soon..."

As soon as he finished speaking, another rescue team came over from a distance.

Next, teams after teams of Feng family descendants rushed here from all directions, with nearly a thousand people in total.

These people are all from the side branches of the Feng family, most of them are Qi practicing monks, there are also more than a hundred foundation building disciples, and more than ten Jindan monks.

Moreover, the number of people continued to increase, and from time to time, a group of Feng family disciples roared in from the dark night.

Looking at the dense crowd of Feng family disciples around him, Feng Changqing frowned.

That demon cultivator was very powerful in combat, but the descendants of the Feng family around him were obviously not strong enough.

Instinct told Feng Changqing that the demon cultivator should be not far away based on this.

He thought for a moment, took off the jade messenger charm from his waist, and sent a message to his father.

"Dad... when will the master's men and horses arrive..."

"We have two more moments to get to you..."

After listening to his father's words, Feng Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

More than a thousand side disciples serve as cannon fodder, and more than a dozen Jindan monks. How can these cannon fodder last for two seconds?

They are all side disciples anyway, so no matter how many people die, what will happen.

Suddenly, a piercing sword light flashed across the dark rain curtain in the distance.

At this moment, even the torrential rain seemed to have stopped, and the entire world gave people the illusion of being split in half.

"Not good...be careful, everyone..."

Feng Changqing shouted, but it was too late. The sword light came roaring with an extremely frightening murderous aura.

He quickly took out a fourth-level bone talisman from the ring, crushed it violently, and immediately propped up an invisible barrier.

Several Feng family golden elixir monks who had been guarding Feng Changqing also promptly offered their magic weapons and talismans to stand in front of them.

"Rumble..."

With an earth-shaking loud noise, the sword light was slashed down.

Feng Changqing felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and was knocked flying by an extremely huge force.

He flew dozens of meters and then fell heavily to the ground.

"puff……"

Feng Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to get up, but after trying several times, he finally lay helpless on the ground.

At this moment, a ravine hundreds of meters long appeared beside him, and the deepest part was several meters wide.

The area around this ravine was filled with scattered corpses. There were stumps of limbs and arms cut off by crazy sword intent everywhere. The ground had become a pool of blood, but it was immediately washed away by the torrential rain.

Su Fan's "Headwind Slash" was no longer as powerful as it used to be.

Now his "Nine-pole Continuous Slash" has been pushed to the level of "evolution".

In the century-old space-time arena in the Blue Sky Star Territory, even the "One-horned Beetle" among the Golden Zerg, which was said to be invincible in defense, had its carapace chopped into pieces by his sword.

With his "Whirlwind Slash", dozens of powerful demon clan top 100 elites were all wiped out in one go.

These side disciples of the Feng family in Xuanluo Realm, although there are many in number, are mostly Qi-training and foundation-building disciples, so how can they withstand the devastation of his sword.

This is definitely a dimensionality reduction blow.

Even nearly half of the more than ten Jindan monks from the Feng family's side branches died on the spot, and the rest were seriously injured, paralyzed on the ground and lingering.

"Ah...ah..."

The children of the Feng family who were standing on the outside and were not affected by the sword were already frightened and ran away without thinking.

"Quack...Quack..."

At this time, a piercing cry came from the dark night sky, and a huge figure suddenly appeared.

The "Ghost Crow" roared and swooped down, frantically chasing the remaining members of the Feng family's side branches. No one could escape its pursuit.

Almost at the same time, a thick burst of magic smoke also spread around, gradually converging into a hideous and terrifying face, and rushed towards the Feng family disciples who were running madly.

At this time, Su Fan's figure walked out of the dark rain curtain.

He couldn't help but frown as he looked at the broken limbs and broken arms all around him, as well as the few golden elixir monks who were lucky enough to survive.

"No way, you can't do it without beating..."

Over the years, Su Fan has experienced the worst dimensional battlefields, both in places like Yunze Realm and Dahuangtian.

Not to mention the once-in-a-hundred-year space-time battle arena in the Blue Sky Star Region, and the top 100 battle arena on the killing list of humans and demons. Anyone who is qualified to go there can defeat invincible opponents in the Xuanluo world.

He was used to playing high-end games, and he was obviously not used to it when he returned to the Xuanluo world.

A mere thousand Qi-training and foundation-building disciples of the Feng family, plus more than a dozen golden elixir monks from the Feng family's side branches, could not withstand his full blow.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and the "Thunder Sword" wrapped in purple thunder and lightning roared out of his body.

The "Thunder Sword" flew away suddenly, killing all the golden elixir monks who were paralyzed on the ground in an instant, and then hovered over Feng Changqing's head with a "swish" sound.

"He is a sword cultivator..."

Feng Changqing was already dying. He looked at the flying sword wrapped in thunder and lightning above his head and said something with difficulty.

He laughed to himself. He originally wanted to hold this man back before his father arrived, but now it seemed that he was overestimating his capabilities.

Even though his fighting ability is average, he still has some knowledge.

The man in front of him was a murderous demon without blinking an eye. Throughout the entire Xuanluo world, he had never heard of such a number one figure.

Feng Changqing thought hard, but he didn't guess where this person was going.

It's a pity that he no longer has the ability to activate the jade talisman for communication, or he will definitely ask his father to withdraw to the sect with the elites of the master's family.

Despite the great power of the Feng family, there are thousands of children in the entire family, and there are more than a hundred Jindan monks alone.

But he has already seen that even the elite of the master's family have no choice but to die in front of this devil.

Feng Changqing felt a deep regret in his heart, wondering why he provoked him in the first place.

Now it seems that in the entire Feng family, only the family ancestor can take him down.

But what can we do if we take him down? The Yuan Ying ancestor of the Feng family has been in seclusion deep underground in the sect all year round.

By the time he received the news and rushed over, it was already too late, and the children of the Feng family had to fold in at least half of it.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

The flying sword wrapped in thunder and lightning had been taken into Su Fan's body.

Su Fan walked up to Feng Changqing and looked at him with amusement. Now he wanted to know who gave this guy the courage to come and provoke him.

"Why are you targeting Li Miaoxue..."

Feng Changqing was almost exhausted. He did not answer Su Fan's words, but shouted with all his strength.

"Who the hell are you..."

Su Fan chuckled and said, "Okay, then I'll let you understand. Listen carefully..."

He paused and said expressionlessly.

"My name is Su Fan..."