Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

"Stop!"

Yun Zhonghe raised his hand, and the flying boat stopped in the clouds. At this moment, they were still tens of thousands of miles away from Jinsha Island, so they were not afraid of being discovered.

"There are probably Divine Transformation cultivators in those two palaces."

Chu Linchen looked at the two floating palaces and said solemnly.

Yun Zhonghe also agreed very much. No one except Divine Transformation was qualified to float above everyone's head.

"I don't know where Fairy Liu went. If she was there, we could still try it out. Now..."

Chu Linchen shook his head. The Jinsha Island was too heavily guarded. At least two Divine Transformation cultivators were in charge. Although the Yuanying cultivators were unknown, they were definitely more than them.

If the two of them were entangled, the others would be in danger. The number of people they came in was originally small, and now they didn't know which ones were still alive. They could not stand the consumption.

"Master Lu, did you remember it?"

Yun Zhonghe looked at Lu Jiuyuan on the side. He was holding a jade pen in his right hand and a piece of animal skin in his left hand, and was writing something.

"Okay, Master Yun!"

Lu Jiuyuan put down his pen and handed the animal skin to Yun Zhonghe. There were zigzag lines and many place names on it. It was a topographic map.

Yun Zhonghe handed the animal skin to Chu Linchen.

Chu Linchen took a look and returned it to Lu Jiuyuan, then said: "This Canglan Realm is probably larger than our Canghai Realm. It is not realistic to record it completely."

"I hope it can be of some use in the future!"

Lu Jiuyuan said lightly, and then put the animal skin drawing away solemnly.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, in your opinion, what should we do now?"

Yun Zhonghe looked at Chu Linchen on the side and asked softly.

"The security here is strict. With our few people, it is not easy to destroy the space channel. If a war breaks out, the other side's support will be faster than ours, so the plan to destroy the space channel can only be temporarily shelved."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this. They were really afraid that Chu Linchen would lead them to attack.

"Let's leave here first and find Fairy Liu first."

After discussing, everyone left here.

...

Southwest of Canglan Realm.

In a hidden cave, a white light shield enveloped Liu Hanyan, and a large amount of cold air overflowed from her body, turning the entire cave into an ice cave.

Liu Hanyan closed her eyes tightly, and a cold breath emanated from her body. After a while, she opened her eyes, and a cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes.

She was chased by a team led by a god-transforming cultivator. It took a lot of effort to get rid of the pursuers. The cultivators around her were all dead.

"I don't know how Fellow Daoist Chu and the others are?"

Liu Hanyan murmured to herself, and then she took out a white jade bottle, pinched the magic formula, and a mini Yuanying flew out.

She didn't care about the fear in the eyes of the mini Yuanying, and held it with her right hand, and a large piece of cold light enveloped the Yuanying.

"It turns out that you are the descendants of the old monster of the god-transforming. No wonder you are chasing me so much."

Liu Hanyan's eyes showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

The Nascent Soul in her hand is named Han Xinyue, a late Nascent Soul cultivator. Through soul searching, she learned that the Divine Transformation cultivator who was chasing her was named Han Tianyang, with a mid-stage Divine Transformation cultivation level.

Not only that, she also learned that there are currently 17 Divine Transformations in Canglan Realm, thousands of Nascent Souls, and tens of thousands of Golden Cores.

"There are currently 15 Divine Transformations in Canghai Realm, a total of 32. Huangfu Jingyun has been in seclusion so far, and can at least fight one against three. If his cultivation level breaks through, coupled with the Tongtian Lingbao, I'm afraid no one in the lower realm can match him."

Liu Hanyan's expression was extremely solemn. Han Xinyue had entered the Tianque Secret Realm to practice for a period of time, so she knew more news.

Just as she was thinking secretly, a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes, and then she took out the Seven Star Sensing Talisman on her body, and saw that the seven stars on the Seven Star Sensing Talisman were emitting a faint fluorescent light.

"Is it a cultivator from the Canghai Realm or a cultivator from the Canglan Realm?"

She knew that the Seven Star Sensing Talisman was not very useful at the moment. Although it could sense cultivators from the same realm, if someone was killed or captured, it could also be used as a means to lure them into the trap.

But she was not sure. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to go out and take a look.

A middle-aged man was flying at a high speed at a height of 100 feet. There was blood on the corner of his mouth, his left arm was missing, and there was fear in his eyes.

There was another red light behind him, chasing him closely at a very fast speed. In a blink of an eye, it had already arrived a hundred miles behind him.

Seeing that he could not escape, the middle-aged man showed a firm look in his eyes and suddenly stopped.

"Oh, finally not running away!"

The red light suddenly stopped, revealing a beautiful woman. The beautiful woman was wearing a fiery red robe, a phoenix crown and a shawl on her head. Her face was delicate and beautiful, and her phoenix eyes were full of teasing. Judging from the fluctuations of her mana, she was in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Hmph, even if I die today, I won't let you off easy."

The middle-aged man made a hand gesture, and suddenly the surroundings were turbulent, and a green giant sword condensed out. The green giant sword whistled and chopped down at the beautiful woman in red.

"It's just a dying struggle!"

The beautiful woman in red looked at the giant sword coming down in front of her, her mouth slightly raised, and she took a step and came under the giant sword, clapping her palms together, with a loud bang.

The giant sword broke into countless pieces.

"Ah..."

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his magic power instantly dissipated, and his face became even paler.

"Let's go!"

The beautiful woman in red stretched out her hand, and a ball of red flame rose up.

With a flick of her finger, the red flame suddenly turned into a red giant python, and went straight to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with despair and horror. He wanted to cast a spell to resist, but he couldn't muster up any mana.

"You can't move my Tianluo Sect's disciples."

A cold voice sounded, and Liu Hanyan appeared in front of the middle-aged man. With a wave of his sleeves, a cold air swept out, and the red giant python was extinguished immediately.

"Uncle Liu!"

The middle-aged man saw Liu Hanyan, and his eyes showed surprise.

"Liu Hanyan, you finally came out!"

The beautiful woman in red saw Liu Hanyan appear, and there was no fear in her eyes, as if she had known that Liu Hanyan would appear here.

"Let's go!"

Liu Hanyan felt something was wrong, and she was about to leave with the middle-aged man.

"You want to run away after killing my descendants? You can't escape today."

An angry voice came from the void. Liu Hanyan looked up and saw a flash of green light. More than a dozen figures appeared above the clouds. The leader was a tall old man in a red robe, exuding a strong pressure.

"Han Tianyang!"

Liu Hanyan frowned when she saw this, then glanced at the man with the broken arm, as if she realized something.

The beautiful woman in red looked at the man with the broken arm and said, "If it wasn't for luring Liu Hanyan out, do you think you could run so far?"

After that, she threw out four seven-star sensing talismans, with a mocking look on her face.

The middle-aged man took out the seven-star sensing talisman on his body, crushed it in anger, and then looked at Liu Hanyan with a guilty look: "Uncle Liu, I..."

"Nephew Zhong, this is none of your business."

Liu Hanyan shook her head. She had realized the disadvantages of the seven-star sensing talisman. Even if it was not her fellow disciple, she would show up to save him.

Then she looked at Han Tianyang in the void: "Friend Han, your descendant has a water-attributed spiritual root. Don't you want to revive him?"

As she spoke, a mini Yuanying appeared in Liu Hanyan's hand.

"Yue'er!"

Han Tianyang saw the mini Yuanying, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes, but he returned to his indifference after a moment.

"I have thousands of descendants, so what if one dies? It is enough to bury Yue'er with your life."

Han Tianyang said coldly.

"If you want my life, then you have to see if you have the ability to do it?"

Liu Hanyan knew that people who could break through the spirit transformation had very weak feelings. She just wanted to test Han Xinyue's weight in Han Tianyang's heart, and Han Tianyang's performance was also within her expectations.

Turning back to the man with the broken arm, he said, "Nephew Zhong, you go first!"