Rebuilding the Xiuxian family

Li Zhirui did not respond to the other party, but changed the technique in his hand. Suddenly, the wind surged, black clouds pressed down on the city, and a heavy downpour enveloped several miles around.

The water vapor filled the air, the temperature dropped suddenly, and many evil cultivators shivered coldly. They could not continue to cast spells to kill the monks, although there were not many monks left alive now.

Suddenly, the sound of several objects being inserted into flesh and blood was heard. Feng Hu hurriedly turned around and saw that at the wounds of the corpses, there was an ice blade that pierced the body from the inside out!

His face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly: Don't touch the rain, they will penetrate into your body and kill you!

Unfortunately, Feng Hu's warning was too late, and the rain came suddenly. Most of the evil cultivators didn't react, and were soaked by the heavy rain, leaving them in a miserable state.

Now that they heard these words, they could only use their spiritual sense to explore their bodies, and then found that there were masses of light ink-colored water vapor exuding the breath of ice in their bodies.

After the evil cultivators knew that they were destined to die, some became crazy and wanted to take away more living beings. Some remained silent, as if they had known the outcome for a long time and were quietly waiting to die.

Li Zhirui has no interest in these little minions. He now wants to try to capture this evil Jindan cultivator alive to see if he can get some information from him.

Thinking of this, Li Zhirui no longer showed mercy. With a wave of his hand, a cold wind from the north blew by. The heavy rain continued, but the rainwater that fell on the ground froze into ice in an instant.

Just this move caused the death of many evil cultivators, and Feng Hu was trapped in a pagoda made of black ice.

Feng Hu's face was extremely gloomy. Although he didn't know what kind of spell it was, he knew that if he couldn't escape from the ban, he would be at the mercy of others, so he kept attacking a little bit, trying to escape as soon as possible.

But he soon discovered that this ice tower had a self-healing function. What made him unbelievable was that his attack power was not as fast as the ice tower's repair speed.

The demon cultivators behind you come from all over the place? What is their purpose in coming to Wanlei State? Li Zhirui asked with a cold and aloof voice, like a celestial god with brilliant power.

The evil cultivator can quietly expand to such a large scale under the nose of Shenlei Mountain. It is impossible without a backer behind it.

Li Zhirui's gesture was to further suppress the evil cultivator's state of mind, break his will, and gain more inside information.

As evil cultivators, their willpower is notoriously weak. Coupled with the extreme cold in the ice tower that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and slowly pulls people into death. It didn't take long for Fenghu to cry and shout, telling him that All was said.

But Li Zhirui didn't get any news, because even though Feng Hu was a golden elixir cultivator, his current cultivation level was forcibly improved later, so that his status among the cultivators was not high.

All Feng Hu knew was that he wanted them to collect a large amount of flesh and blood and then hand it over to a demon cultivator codenamed Great Elder. Apart from that, he had never had contact with other demon cultivators.

As for the evil cultivators, because they were all in single-line contact, he only knew about the part of the evil cultivators under his jurisdiction, which was about a hundred people, and knew nothing about the rest.

And that's all he knew after his cultivation was forcibly improved. Before that, he knew even less.

Is that all there is? Li Zhirui couldn't hide his disappointment in his words, and said, It seems that there is no need for you to keep me.

Feng Hu trembled all over, fearing that he would be killed, and frantically dug out new content in his mind, and then hurriedly said: There is one more thing! Some time ago, several gray-clothed demon cultivators came, and they all exuded... The terrifying pressure is more powerful than that of the great elder, and the great elder calls them senior brothers.

Grey-clothed demon cultivator? Li Zhirui frowned and pondered, searching in his mind, but he did not find that the demonic force wore gray clothing as a costume. It must have been a disguise.

Put this aside for the moment and ask another thing, How does their strength compare to mine?

With that said, he removed the cover and completely released his pressure.

This... Feng Hu was completely stunned. Knowing how terrifying the opponent's strength was, he wouldn't dare to provoke Li Zhirui no matter what he said!

Unfortunately, everything was known too late, and a heavy price had to be paid.

The leader should be a little stronger than you. There are a few others who are on par with you. They are only in the middle stage of Golden Core.

Li Zhirui's eyelids twitched. He was still very confident in his own strength. At least in the middle stage of Golden Core, he rarely encountered opponents.

But in Feng Hu's mouth, several such people suddenly appeared!

This made Li Zhirui a little frustrated, but he did not feel discouraged. At the same time, he also understood better the huge gap between the Li family and those big forces.

‘Could it be that the reason why Shen Lei Mountain is retreating is because it knows about the existence of these demon cultivators and wants to lure them out? ’ Li Zhirui frowned in thought, but what he didn’t know was that the direction he guessed was not on the right path at all!

Fortunately, he also felt that this guess was not very reliable. After all, the human demon cultivator was not a fool. How could he not see such an obvious luring the enemy deep.

Take out the magic weapon you are using to collect flesh and blood and show it to me. Li Zhirui wanted to use this to deduce the demonic power behind this group of evil cultivators.

Feng Hu obediently took out a small black gourd. As soon as it appeared, Li Zhirui took it away.

Then he was surprised to find that the black gourd was actually marked with the emblem of the Black Underworld Sect, a small jet black bead.

Black Underworld Sect? But for some reason, Li Zhirui always felt a little unreliable.

Because he had known the Black Underworld Sect and had a rough impression of them, and from this superficial understanding, Li Zhirui knew that the Black Underworld Sect was somewhat different from most other demonic forces.

Their requirements for flesh and blood are not high, because they practice the power of darkness, which is the so-called Yin evil. There is no need to collect so much flesh and blood. After all, the improvement of their cultivation level has much to do with flesh and blood.

My lord, there are a lot of people. Please spare me. As long as I can save my life, I can do whatever you want. Seeing that Li Zhirui had not spoken for a long time, Feng Hui shouted in a panic.

Although it is a very happy thing to accept a golden elixir as a slave, the prerequisite is a monk, not a demon cultivator, let alone an evil cultivator with a lower status.

Therefore, Li Zhirui was not moved at all by Feng Hu's words. Instead, he cast a spell to strengthen the cold energy and prepared to deal with him.