Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

On the black-backed giant eagle.

Xiong Lie, wearing a tight green robe, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were piercing, looking straight ahead, the whistling wind automatically parted three feet in front of him, and his robe did not shake at all.

Behind him, more than a dozen monks with different cultivation levels were all excited. For them, it was a great honor to be able to go to the forbidden area of ​​the Red Horn Mountain Range.

The leader of these people was handsome and masculine. He sat cross-legged on the broad neck of the black-backed giant eagle, originally closing his eyes to rest and meditate, but suddenly a sweeping spiritual consciousness made him open his eyes suddenly.

He quickly stood up, came behind Xiong Lie, and said respectfully:

"Ancestor, a divine consciousness just swept over us."

"Li'er, you are very good. You have just broken through the Jindan and you can actually detect the divine consciousness of an old Jindan in the early stage. It is worth my hard work to cultivate you." Xiong Lie nodded approvingly, "This divine consciousness belongs to Nan Songzi, the elder worshipped by the Wenren family. The Wenren family is closest to our family. I think we just happened to meet. In addition to him, there is also the old guy Wenren Qingcang."

"Since we have met, it is a good opportunity to go and say hello, so that they can see the rising star of my Xiong family."

"Ancestor, don't worry, Li'er will never humiliate the dignity of the Xiong family." Xiong Li's face was full of excitement, and he looked eager to try.

Xiong Lie nodded slightly, and then cast his eyes into the distance. At the same time, he recalled another genius of his Xiong family, Xiong Zhen, and his eyes showed reminiscence, and then a strong murderous intent flashed.

"If Zhen'er were still here, with her talent, she would have formed a golden elixir long ago. Unfortunately... Wang Fu, don't let me see you, otherwise I will crush you to ashes."

After the Xiong family came to Dajing, they had two golden elixir cultivators, but the other one died in Jique Mountain. They have been relying on him to support the entire family for these years. Not only do they have to guard against foreign enemies, but they also have to be wary of the other three major families in the Chijiao Mountains. They are exhausted.

Fortunately, they got a lot of spiritual ointments during the last trip to "Lingquan Valley" and refined a few "Jinyuan Pills", turning pressure into motivation and allowing their cultivation, which had stagnated for nearly a hundred years, to go one step further.

In addition, Li'er has now broken through. During this trip to "Lingquan Valley", he wants to let the cultivators of the entire Hexi County see the rise of his Xiong family.

Just as Xiong Lie was thinking in his heart, a black figure appeared in his sight, making him frown slightly.

Xiong Li's voice also happened to come from the side:

"Ancestor, is that Banbi Peak? How come there is a figure? My spiritual sense can't detect this person at all, but looking at the mark on his robe, it seems that he is from the Wenren family."

"Could it be that the ancestor of the Wenren family deliberately sent this person here to wait for us?"

"It's possible, we'll know when we go over there." Xiong Lie narrowed his eyes, and then spoke calmly. He used the spiritual sense of the Golden Core Great Perfection to explore that Banbi Peak, and there was nothing unusual. As for the black-clothed man's cultivation, it was just the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment.

Xiong Li nodded, and when he got closer, he also sensed the man's cultivation. He couldn't help but think that he had the same cultivation half a year ago, and he couldn't help but feel that he was superior to others.

When the black-backed giant eagle flew close to the half-wall peak, he stepped on the ground and came to the black-clothed man in the air. The aura of the early stage of the golden elixir was clearly revealed. He looked down at him:

"Is Daoyou from the Wenren family?"

However, just when Xiong Li thought that the other party would show panic, the black-clothed man just glanced at him lightly, and then indifferently turned his eyes to the back.

Xiong Li had not felt this kind of disregard for many years. He immediately became angry and was about to scold.

But at this moment, the ancestor's shocked and angry voice suddenly came from behind.

"This look..."

"Li'er... run!"

This voice resounded through the sky, and there was a hint of panic in the anger, which made Xiong Li confused. The next moment, his pupils were occupied by a three-color lightning, and a threat of death swept through his heart.

Xiong Li was about to perform the escape technique and retreat on the spot, but the lightning was too fast, so fast that the ancestor behind him could not rescue him in time.

"Rip" sound.

Thunder struck, Xiong Li felt a sharp pain in his dantian, and then his whole body lost the ability to move. The intense pain made him scream, but it stopped as soon as he uttered it.

His throat was pinched by a terrifying force, like an iron clamp, so that he could not make any sound, and the feeling of suffocation swept through his body.

With blurred vision, he vaguely saw the face of the man in black gradually changing, revealing a face that made Xiong Li's souls come out.

It was this man who killed Xiong Zhen.

The man in black was naturally Wang Fu. He pinched the neck of this handsome man in the early stage of Jindan with his spiritual power, and looked at Xiong Lie who stopped a few feet away.

Seeing the other party gritting his teeth, Wang Fu felt a little happy for no reason.

"Wang Fu... what do you want to do?" Xiong Lie's face was extremely gloomy. If Xiong Li had not been in his hands, he would have killed him with a palm.

"What do I want to do? Hehe...Xiong Lie, it seems that you don't know our grievances yet. That's right, Wang has not revealed it to a few people." Wang Fu sneered, and then shouted, "Do you still remember Wutong Village?"

In the past, he had never announced the grievances with Lingshou Villa and Wanfamen. In the past, his cultivation was insufficient, and he was afraid that these two major sects would wipe out the roots, so he could only retaliate secretly and assassinate their disciples. Now that his strength is gradually growing, he doesn't have so many scruples.

When Xiong Lie heard the three words "Wutong Village", his brows frowned. He had a vague impression of it. Then he seemed to remember something, his face changed, and he laughed in surprise:

"Luoyu Sect, Wutong Village!"

"So that's how it is. You've been causing trouble for my Spirit Beast Villa and Wanfa Sect for several times, not because Luoyu Sect was destroyed by us, but because of that village. I didn't expect that we were all wrong. You are also the remnant of that ant village."

"Ant? Haha... Then today, Wang, the ant, will knock you, the high and mighty immortal, off the altar. In addition to you, there are also everyone in your Xiong family, everyone in the Spirit Beast Villa... everyone in the Wanfa Sect!" Wang Fu laughed angrily.

"All must die!"

Then the murderous intent that had accumulated for a hundred years suddenly gushed out, and the three-color divine thunder added to his body. Xiong Li's body turned into powder on the spot, leaving only a spinning golden elixir and a soul that others could not see, which was taken into Wang Fu's palm.

The sudden change made Xiong Lie's expression stagnate, and the next moment, the aura of the golden elixir's great perfection burst out.

A roar resounded through the sky:

"Wang Fu... I want you to die without a complete corpse!"

"Roar..."

A giant bear with red flames burning all over its body emerged from Xiong Lie's side. The bear was nearly thirty feet tall. As soon as it appeared, a burning breath swept in all directions, like a moving volcano. Amidst the roar, the giant claws pressed down from the sky.

At the same time, Xiong Lie opened his mouth and spit out a red light, which slashed towards Wang Fu's body at a high speed.

As soon as he made a move, he went all out.

Seeing this, Wang Fu sneered and stood there, letting the bear's paw hit him. The light came, and he didn't seem to have any intention of resisting it. The next moment, the light slashed through him, and the bear's paw followed closely.

Wang Fu's body was instantly turned into powder.

But Xiong Lie's expression suddenly changed. There was no trace left by his life magic weapon. It could only mean one thing, that it was just Wang Fu's shadow.

"Not good!" His expression changed.

Just at this moment, screams came from behind him.

Xiong Lie turned around quickly and saw a scene like the hell of Shura.

His dozen of clan members were being killed by sword lights, with broken limbs and blood splattering on the back of the black-backed giant eagle. In just an instant, most of them died.

"No..."