Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

The Song family was originally just a small family in the Liusha Islands. For a family like this, if there is no special opportunity, it will be difficult for a foundation-building cultivator to appear in a lifetime.

For some reason, Song Qingyang, the head of the Song family, succeeded in building a foundation in one fell swoop ten years ago. This made some families around him envious, and they also secretly wondered whether Song Qingyang had found a backer.

However, no matter who came to ask, Song Qingyang just kept his mouth shut and sent everyone away with some excuses.

The Song family's Jinye Island is located on the northwest border of the Liusha Islands. There are birds flying over the island, and the scenery is pleasant.

At this time, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a black flying boat stopped in the sky above Jinye Island in an instant. Then three black-robed figures wearing masks came down from the flying boat, which aroused the vigilance of the Song family. A blue light cover immediately covered the sky above the island.

As a sound of breaking through the air sounded, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a blue robe came to the bottom of the formation. Looking at the three masked men in front of him, Song Qingyang couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart.

But he had been building his foundation for many years, so he bowed and said loudly: "What can I do for you, fellow Taoists?"

"Do it!"

A hoarse voice came out, and the three of them attacked at the same time. The masked man in the middle made a seal with his hands, and a fireball the size of a human head appeared out of thin air and rushed straight to the formation.

"Boom!"

The blue light shield was hit and the spiritual light was shaking. This decisive character made Song Qingyang's heart beat wildly.

"Quickly send a message to the Zhang and Ma families!"

Song Qingyang shouted loudly.

"Boom boom!"

There was a constant roar from above the formation, and the Song family on the island was panicked. They didn't expect that the family had just had a foundation-building cultivator, and they hadn't lived a good life for a few years, but they suffered such an unexpected disaster.

"Crack!"

A small crack suddenly appeared on the formation, and then a huge explosion sounded, and the blue light shield turned into dots of blue light and dissipated.

Just as the three masked men were about to attack, a blue flying sword and a dozen thick ice cones shot towards them. One of them reacted quickly.

He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a black shield immediately turned into a door-sized shield to block the three people.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The flying sword and ice cones shot at the shield, making a sound like rain hitting banana leaves. With a loud bang, the shield immediately exploded into pieces, the flying sword flew back, and the ice cones disappeared.

"Swoosh, swoosh!"

Two meteors streaked through the void and arrived over Jinye Island in the blink of an eye. These were two elderly men over fifty years old, staring at the three masked men with sharp eyes.

"Daoyou Ma, Daoyou Zhang!"

When Song Qingyang saw the two people who appeared, his face showed excitement. These two were his in-laws, and they were not ordinary in-laws. There were talented children from the three families who were married to each other, so Song Qingyang asked for help from the two families as soon as possible.

Because of the rampant masked man, even the Li family, which had many foundation-building cultivators, was forced to move out of the Wanxing Sea. This also led to many families with similar strengths starting to intermarry with each other and keep each other warm.

"Don't worry, Brother Song, I sent someone to send a letter to the Lihuo Sect before I came!"

Ma Jingtao immediately gave Song Qingyang a reassurance. In his perception, the three people on the opposite side were all in the middle stage of foundation building like him.

On their side, in addition to Song Qingyang, Zhang Wenhao was also in the middle stage of foundation building. He believed that with the help of some means, he could still delay until the Lihuo Sect came to help.

"That's great!"

Song Qingyang was relieved when he heard this. If no one helped, his family would probably not be able to escape.

The three people on the opposite side saw Ma Jingtao and Zhang Wenhao appear. The three looked at each other, took out the flying boat, and turned around and left.

"Don't let them run away!"

Ma Jingtao shouted and immediately took the lead to chase after them. Song Qingyang wanted to let it go, but since the two of them came to help him, it would be disloyal if he didn't go. He told the tribesmen to repair the defensive formation and followed them.

Ma Jingtao took out a large black net from the storage bag. The net was like spider silk, with runes flashing. It was not an ordinary thing at first glance.

He put several spells into it, and the black net immediately turned into a huge net bag, instantly blocking the front of the black flying boat. The flying boat couldn't react and crashed into it directly.

"Puff!"

The net was directly hit with a hole, but the flying boat was also stuck in the net. The silk thread of the net immediately overflowed with some black venom. The surface of the flying boat was constantly corroded by the venom, and the spiritual light began to dim.

As three black lights flashed, the three masked men also escaped from the flying boat in time.

Ma Jingtao didn't care about the pain, and he made a seal with his hands. He saw countless dry vines spreading out from his body and sweeping towards one of them.

A masked man in the middle snorted coldly, took out a small red flag, and slapped it at the dry vines.

Suddenly a hot red light rushed out. After the dry vines came into contact with the hot red light, they turned into ashes in an instant. As the small red flag was waved continuously, a red flame burned towards Ma Jingtao.

On the other side, Zhang Wenhao and one of the masked men fought back and forth, and Song Qingyang temporarily resisted the attack of one of them with his only defensive spiritual weapon, but judging from his difficult appearance, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

An incense stick of time passed quickly, and with a roar, the defensive spiritual weapon in Song Qingyang's hand suddenly exploded, and the whole mouth vomited blood. The body quickly fell to the air below, followed by more than a dozen wind blades.

Seeing that Song Qingyang was about to die, a big red hand crushed the wind blade and an old man in black robe stood above everyone's heads. The powerful aura made the three masked men tremble. They suppressed the fear in their hearts and fled in three directions. .

"snort!"

With a cold snort, a golden rope was split into three parts and chased after the three of them.

The old man in black robe pinched the magic trick, and the three masked men were trapped and brought back by the three ropes, and they were thrown to the ground.

"Meet Master Ziyun!"

Ma Jingtao and the others hurriedly came to the old man in black robes to salute, while Song Qingyang looked at the three people in front of them angrily. After this disaster, not only was his only spiritual weapon destroyed, but his consciousness was also damaged, leaving him who was not rich. The Song family is even worse.

Master Ziyun nodded casually, and then pressed a palm on the head of one of them. With a scream, a masked man suddenly fell to the ground, lifeless.

When the other two people saw this, fear suddenly appeared in their eyes, and one of them immediately shouted loudly.

"Senior Ziyun, you are not..."

"Bang bang...!"

Before they finished speaking, their heads suddenly exploded like watermelons. This bloody scene made Song Qingyang and the others tremble.

Upon seeing this, Master Ziyun couldn't help but said angrily: "These three people are all from an organization called Dark Night.

Then he narrowed his eyes and said to Song Qingyang: "The reason why they attacked Golden Leaf Island is because you got the relic of one of their elders, which contains a third-level magic weapon!"

"What?"

Ma Jingtao and Zhang Wenhao looked at Song Qingyang at the same time.

"It's unfair, senior. When I went out to hunt monsters, I was lucky enough to find the corpse of a masked man, and got a foundation-building pill and some spiritual stones from it. The third-level magic weapon is purely Nonsense!"

When Song Qingyang heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and he told the story of how he discovered the body.

"Okay, whatever you get is your chance. There is no need to explain it to me."

Song Qingyang's foundation building was a mystery, and Master Ziyun also tried to deceive him. Under his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that Song Qingyang had not lied. The relics of a foundation building monk did not attract his interest.

"Thank you, senior!"

Master Ziyun nodded indifferently, and then said: "Do you know what kind of force is behind this dark night?"

The three of them trembled in their hearts and shook their heads.

"Behind the dark night is the Golden Sword Gate!"

"What?"

The pupils of the three people shrank, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Golden Sword Sect has one thing on the surface, but another behind the scenes. I don't know how many resources have been robbed over the years. Attacking your Song family in the dark night is undoubtedly a slap in the face of my Lihuo Sect. Our Lihuo Sect plans to deal with the Golden Sword Sect. How can you Are you willing to come forward and expose the true face of the Golden Sword Sect?”

"Senior, we, I..."

The three of them looked at each other, a little at a loss.

"Hmph, I dare to attack the Song family today, and I will attack your two families tomorrow. If you don't even have this courage, then there is no need to notify the Lihuo Sect about your life and death from now on."

After Master Ziyun finished speaking, he pretended to leave.

"Senior, we are willing!"

The three of them looked bitter and felt that they had fallen into a quagmire. If they did not agree, masked men would really attack their family.

Song Qingyang, in particular, originally thought he was very lucky, but he didn't expect that behind the good luck was bad luck.