Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

"Eighth sister, don't worry about this now. Before the war starts, you can help the family form a prototype caravan in Zhongzhou. I will send people over after the teleportation array is connected."

"Okay, but I still have to go to Elder Feng to discuss this matter."

Li Changxue nodded and agreed.

"good!"

Li Changsheng stayed in the Tianbao Mountains for a month, and then returned to Zhongzhou City for retreat. He needed to refine the Sun Crystal he obtained into the Lihuo Sword.

In the following days, there was a long tug-of-war between Zhongzhou and the Monster Clan, but it was all a small fight, and Yuanying's combat power basically did not take action again.

Everyone in Qingzhou City knew that Li Changsheng was injured, and no one invited him to fight again.

On the other hand, Xu Qingyuan and Heng Youming went to the front lines to kill monsters from time to time, which could be considered as earning merit.

Time flies by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.

In the North Sea, an island covered by white mist looks like a giant dragon lying across the sea from a high altitude. This is Huanglong Island.

Huanglong Island has been based in Beihai for more than a thousand years, and has thousands of disciples. The founder was the real Huanglong, but he has passed away long ago.

There are eight golden elixir masters on Huanglong Island. The one with the highest cultivation level is Wan Haizhenren, who has perfect golden elixir cultivation.

Sun Wenhai is the current owner of Huanglong Island. Now in the middle stage of the Golden Core, there is usually nothing going on and almost no one dares to disturb him.

On this day, a tall and thin man came to the secret room where he was retreating, and then threw a transmission note into it.

After a while, the stone door of the secret room opened, and Sun Wenhai walked out of it.

"Ziyang, what's the matter?"

Sun Wenhai frowned, and it could be seen that he was in a bad mood.

"Master Qi, the Supreme Elder has returned from Zhongzhou and asked you to go and discuss matters."

"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Sun Wenhai's expression changed and he hurriedly walked out. In a moment, he walked into a solemn hall.

There were three people sitting on the left and right sides of the main hall. In the middle was an old man with an old face, deep eyes and wise eyes. He was none other than Master Wan Hai.

"Wen Hai is late, please forgive me, ancestor!"

Sun Wenhai quickly bowed and saluted.

"Sit down!"

After Sun Wenhai sat down, Master Wan Hai continued: "I heard that Senior Nephew Liu died in the hands of the Li family. Is this true?"

When Sun Wenhai heard this, his face became solemn, he cupped his hands and said, "Junior brother Liu once left a message. If anything happens to him unfortunately, it must be the fault of the Li family."

Master Wan Hai's face was expressionless. He also knew about the grievances between Liu Yishou and Li Changsheng, but not long after, he led people to Zhongzhou.

He guessed that Liu Yishou must have died in the hands of the Li family in order to take revenge on the Li family.

"Do you think we should avenge Master Nephew Liu?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other.

At this moment, a strong man wearing black clothes and full of momentum stood up on the left, and he said loudly.

"We, Huanglong Island, have been based in Beihai for thousands of years. His Li family is just a small family. Even if we blow up Junior Brother Liu's magic weapon, now we dare to kill him. If we pretend to be indifferent, others will think that we, Huanglong Island, are afraid. His Li family.”

This person is Wu Xianyun, the great elder of Huanglong Island. He is a late-stage Jindan cultivator and has just returned from Zhongzhou.

"Wen Hai, you are the island owner, what do you think?"

Master Wan Hai looked at Sun Wenhai.

Sun Wenhai pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "I agree with the great elder's words and teach Mr. Li a lesson."

Before, it was because Master Wan Hai took away the First Elder and the Second Elder, and the high-end combat power was not enough, so he couldn't make a decision.

Hearing this, Master Wan Hai nodded and said, "In that case, the four of you, First Elder, Second Elder, Fifth Elder, and Seventh Elder, go teach the Li family a lesson!"

"yes!"

…

Luoxia Island.

Ye Ruxuan held a green talisman pen about a foot long, her face was solemn, and there was a little sweat on her forehead.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Ye Ruxuan drew the runes on the rune paper very gently.

As time passed, runes continued to fly out from the tip of the pen.

"Condensation!"

Ye Ruxuan drank softly and pressed her slender green-white jade fingers on the talisman paper.

Buzz~!

In an instant, a rune lit up, and the entire rune paper emitted a light red light.

Immediately afterwards, several more runes flew out from the tip of the pen and turned into blood. Hundreds of blood runes rotated around the rune paper.

"Buzz!"

When these hundreds of blood-red runes were integrated into the runes, a blood-red light spread out.

"call!"

Ye Ruxuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, then put away the talisman pen, her pretty face turned red. Obviously, drawing such a high-level talisman consumes her spiritual consciousness.

"Finally, I've drawn this blood evil talisman!"

Ye Ruxuan was a little excited. She combined the Qingyang Sect's talisman-making classics to create this blood evil talisman. However, she failed several times during this period, and finally succeeded.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from Luoxia Island, alarming everyone in the Li family.

"not good!"

Ye Ruxuan's pretty face changed, and she rushed out of the cave in an instant and came into the air.

I saw four people with indifferent expressions standing outside the defensive formation.

"Hmph! The little Li family dares to kill people from Huanglong Island. You have offended the wrong person."

"kill!"

Wu Xianyun waved his hand, and three gleaming flying knives struck various parts of Luoxia Island.

"Changing clouds and rain formations!"

A cold snort sounded, and more than a dozen blue light beams rose from all over Luoxia Island. The Luoxia Order in Ye Ruxuan's hand shone brightly, and a large rain curtain covered Luoxia Island.

"Dangdangdang!"

Although the three flying knives were extremely powerful, they could not break the rain curtain.

"Boom!"

The other three also attacked together, either offering magic weapons or performing magical powers.

"Boom!"

The spiritual light of the formation was trembling.

In the west of Luoxia Island, Li Yunlong sat cross-legged on the ground, with a blue formation flag several feet long in front of him. He kept injecting magic power into the formation flag.

In a valley in the north, Li Changan also had a solemn face, and magic power was constantly injected into it. Ye Xiuwen and Li Yunduo were anxious on the side, but they could not help much.

There were clansmen in other directions of Luoxia Island presiding over the formation flags, and at least they were controlled by cultivators in the late stage of foundation building. Once someone couldn't hold on, another person would take over.

"I wonder how long you can hold on?"

Wu Xianyun snorted coldly, and with a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, the three flying knives suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, and a terrifying wave spread out.

The other three also used their strongest magical powers to bombard the formation.

"Bang bang bang..."

For a while, the deafening roar was endless.

"I can't hold on any longer!"

Ye Xiuwen's beautiful eyes were filled with anxiety.

At this moment, a roar came from the sky.

"You are looking for death!"

The voice was like a bell, rolling in.