Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

"Let's go!"

Qi Yun shouted loudly and fled desperately with the Nascent Soul cultivator behind him.

However, he still underestimated the humanoid puppet. The humanoid puppet jumped up and chased after him. It was as fast as the wind and caught up with a Nascent Soul cultivator in the blink of an eye.

"Pfft!"

Qi Yun heard the sound of the sharp blade entering his flesh, and a cold breath surged down his neck and throughout his body.

"ah--"

With a scream, the man's head rolled into the sea.

The humanoid puppet was like a god of murder. After a while, many Yuanying monks were slaughtered by it.

Feng Shaogong stood on the same spot without moving at all, as if he was admiring the scene in front of him.

Upon seeing this, Qi Yun was so frightened that he took out a gleaming blue talisman and patted it on his body.

The next moment, Qi Yun turned into a blue rainbow and flew into the distance.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white couldn't help but turn pale. Qi Yun had been pursuing her, but she didn't expect that he would leave her behind at the critical moment. She never thought about it.

In her impression, Qi Yun had always listened to her and would share the resources he received from the family with her.

According to her plan, she will test Qi Yun for a while, and when they both enter the middle stage of becoming gods, she will become a Taoist couple with Qi Yun.

The bird puppet flapped its wings, and large flames flew out, surrounding the woman in white.

The woman in white looked solemn, turned her palm over, and took out an emerald-green token.

The token swelled in the wind, and instantly became about ten feet in size, emitting a layer of green and shiny brilliance, isolating all the surrounding fire.

At the same time, she took out a blue talisman, and just as she was about to make a move, a dragon roar rang through her ears, and she paused slightly.

"Bang!"

The humanoid puppet smashed the green token into pieces with one punch, and the woman in white flew backwards, vomiting blood.

The sky above her head darkened, and a big purple hand filled with poisonous gas pressed down on her head.

"don't want!"

The woman in white had a face full of horror, her beautiful eyes widened, but there was nowhere to hide.

"Boom!"

Without any accident, the head of the woman in white was smashed into pieces, and even Nascent Soul could not escape.

Feng Shaogong took off the storage ring of the woman in white and threw the body into the sea.

He took a cursory glance and put the storage ring away.

A sound broke through the air, and a flying boat arrived in front of Feng Shaogong. There were hundreds of people standing on it, including Nascent Souls and Golden Pills.

"Ancestor Shao Gong!"

Everyone bowed respectfully to Young Master Feng, the sound was deafening. Many people on the flying boat were members of the Feng clan, and there was indescribable pride in their eyes.

With Feng Shaogong's presence, the Feng clan members' sense of presence is much higher.

Feng Shaogong nodded, then glanced into the void and said, "The space storm is already weak. You go in to hunt for treasures first!"

"Uncle Clan, won't you go in?"

The speaker was a man wearing a silver robe, with fine features and handsome eyes. He looked at Feng Shaogong with eyes filled with admiration.

"I didn't expect you to have broken through the Nascent Soul Stage!"

Feng Shaogong looked at this person, feeling a little surprised. This was one of his nephews, Feng Minghui.

He had a good relationship with Feng Minghui's father when he was a child, and he had met Feng Minghui a few times.

"Thanks to Uncle Tuzu!"

Feng Minghui replied respectfully. He was right. Because of his father's relationship with Feng Shaogong, he got along pretty well within the Li family.

Feng Shaogong shook his head and said no more.

"You guys go in first!"

"yes!"

Everyone bid farewell to Feng Shaogong and flew towards the crack in the flying boat.

Feng Shaogong took out the invisible bead again and inserted a magic spell into it. With a flash of black rays of light, his figure disappeared.

About two hours later, five spiritual lights appeared in the distant sky. After a while, the five spiritual lights came to the bottom of the secret realm, and one of them was Qi Yun.

"Where's Mo Xi?"

An old man with white hair looked at Qi Yun angrily. He was Mo Xi's master, Zheng Changhe, a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god.

He had seven disciples in his life, only Mo Xi reached the stage of becoming a god, and he doted on Mo Xi very much.

Because he was good friends with the ancestor of the Qi family, and the Qi family was quite powerful, he also intended to marry Mo Xi to Qi Yun.

He didn't expect that the two of them were just out for a trip, and Qi Yun actually left Mo Xi behind and ran away.

Qi Yun looked panicked at this moment and said quickly: "The person who attacked us is a poisonous cultivator. Not only does he have the cultivation of the late stage of god transformation, but he also has two fifth-level puppet beasts. We are no match for him."

"Is this the reason why you abandoned Mo Xi?"

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, Yun'er can't escape yet if he can't beat her. The most important thing now is to determine Mo Xi's life or death."

The speaker was Qi Yun's grandfather Qi Wenyu, who was also in the middle stage of becoming a god.

Zheng Changhe's face softened slightly when he heard this, and he snorted coldly: "Humph! I hope Mo Xiji will have his own destiny, otherwise..."

"Now that the space storm is close to dissipating, since this secret realm has fallen out of the void, the restrictions must have been completely destroyed. There should be no cultivation restrictions. Maybe Mo Xi will not be able to enter it, so let's go in first!"

Qi Wenyu said with an apologetic smile.

Just when Zheng Changhe was about to agree, he suddenly frowned, turned around and slapped his palm into the void. A handprint flew out, hit his palm, and exploded instantly.

The void rippled, and Feng Shaogong appeared with a calm expression on his face.

He knew Qi Yun would definitely come back, so he waited here.

If he also goes in, and when these people also go in, then the clan members will definitely be in danger.

"Senior Zheng, that's him!"

Qi Yun saw Feng Shaogong appear and immediately took a defensive posture.

Zheng Changhe saw this and immediately asked in a deep voice: "Daoyou, my disciple died in your hands."

"I did kill a spirit transformation cultivator just now. If it was your disciple, it should be him."

Feng Shaogong had a calm look on his face. Among the five people, two were in the middle stage of spirit transformation and three were in the early stage of spirit transformation.

Qi Yun saw that he had only broken through a few years ago, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Just admit it!"

Hearing this, Zheng Changhe stretched out his hand and touched the spirit beast bracelet. There was only a dragon roar, and a dragon flew out of it and surrounded Zheng Changhe.

The dragon was about a hundred feet long, white all over, with two horns on its head and four legs on its abdomen. It was a fifth-stage early stage dragon.

The four people of the Qi family were in awe when they saw Zheng Changhe's dragon.

It is not easy to cultivate a dragon, and fifth-stage dragons are rare in the lower realm. Although it is in the early stage of fifth stage, the general middle stage of spirit transformation is not his opponent.

Qi Wenyu and the other four also took out their magic weapons and began to surround Feng Shaogong.

Feng Shaogong also looked solemn when he saw this. He pinched his magic formula and the human puppet and the bird puppet appeared.

Qi Wenyu and the other five frowned. Although they had heard about it from Qi Yun a long time ago, they were still shocked to see two fifth-level puppet beasts with their own eyes.