The Immortal Family: Starting from Spreading Branches and Leaves

"Fellow Daoist Wang, what Cao Yuntian has understood is the rules of the blood path. He is in the middle stage of his first metamorphosis. In his blood prison, he can even condense blood demons that are no less than those of monks in the early stages of becoming gods. You have to be careful!"

Looking at the battle boat in the air, Old Ancestor Zhao said to Old Ancestor Wang with a very cautious expression.

There is an essential difference between mana and original power.

The power of the origin mainly relies on the power to control the heaven and the earth, and relies on one's own understanding and practice of skills to resonate with the origin of the world. It can be said that one's own spiritual power is just a small introduction.

Mana, on the other hand, is completely the application of the fusion of cultivation techniques and one's own spiritual power. Even if one understands the law, one still needs to rely on one's own spiritual power to mobilize it.

No matter how powerful it is, most of its power still relies on its own spiritual power output.

The source power that a monk who transforms into a god can comprehend and control is generally between the first and second transformations.

Patriarch Wang touched his chin and said calmly, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhao, I have my own way to deal with it. However, Dewey's understanding of the power of the rules of fire is quite extraordinary. Fellow Daoist Zhao must not hold back. He must use all his strength from the beginning." Only by combining the ape combat body with the Thunder Mountain Seal can we gain the upper hand."

"Back then, he also hurt his roots, his cultivation was stagnant, and the origin of the Fire Rules was still in the early stage of transformation. As long as you inspire the Thunder Ape battle body to merge with the Thunder Mountain Seal, and form a protracted battle with him, you will definitely win in the end. "

Obviously he also knew Zhao Yi's situation well.

Zhao Yi cupped his hands, squeezed out a wry smile on his face and said, "I hope it will be as my fellow Taoist said!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang has reached this point, can you tell me how you are going to deal with Cao Yuntian?"

Zhao Yi turned his eyes and continued to ask.

This is his biggest concern right now.

If Wang Zuyuan loses quickly, the Zhao family's battle will be disastrous.

Wang Zuyuan looked directly at the war boat that was approaching quickly in the air, his eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he was filled with raging anger, and he said in a deep voice, "I practice a high-level secret technique. If I can't win this battle, I won't win." Risk your life, use secret techniques to blow yourself up, and let Cao Yuntian be buried with you."

Now that everything in the Wang family has been arranged, he still needs a certain chance to become a god in this life.

So dying together with Cao Yuntian was his true idea.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi didn't say anything more. With the power of Wanbao Tower, it is normal to have earth-level secret techniques, even high-grade earth-level secret techniques.

Then he glanced at the others and said in a deep voice, "I will fight with Dewey later. Chen Ling will arrange everything here!"

The destructive power of the life-and-death battle between the cultivators and the monks in the form of gods is absolutely astonishing. If any cultivator below the Nascent Soul stage stays within a thousand miles, they may be affected.

Under normal circumstances, both sides would have a tacit understanding to choose to fight at high altitude to avoid damaging their respective juniors.

Chen Ling did not expect that at this moment, the ancestor would hand over the battlefield command to him.

To be honest, I don’t have much commanding experience.

It’s just about focusing on the key points.

In addition, there are now probably at least sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators from both sides.

Even the golden elixir monks would not dare to get involved in such a melee among high-level monks.

Therefore, this battle does not require any command.

Each Nascent Soul cultivator takes action according to the originally planned opponent.

He also nodded in agreement.

The other Yuanying monks of the Zhao family also had no objections.

When they learned that Chen Ling personally killed Du Qingyun, they already regarded Chen Ling as a peer!

They all clasped their fists in response.

At this moment, the war boat stopped dozens of miles away in the air.

"Zhao Yi, what do you mean?"

On the deck of the war boat, the thin old man's eyes swept across Pohu City, finally stopping on Zhao Yi, and said lightly with a somewhat unexpected tone.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi looked at him from a distance, smiled silently with no expression on his face, and said in a low voice, "Ancestor Cao, we Ming people don't talk secretly. This time, our Zhao family has consumed a lot of resources in the three years of land reclamation. Monk Thousands of people were killed or injured to get to the current situation, but you let Cao Weiye pick the fruit.”

"I, Zhao, am naturally dissatisfied!"

When Cao Yuntian heard this, he couldn't help but smile hoarsely, and said in a neutral tone, "Is this your excuse to unite outsiders to deal with us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his sharp eyes swept over Wang Zuyuan, Chen Ling and others.

"Haha, Ancestor Cao, don't think that I, Zhao Yi, am just a three-year-old kid. In our generation of monks, the strong is the king. I won't say much now. Success or failure is determined by one battle!"

Zhao Yi laughed loudly and said proudly.

"Presumptuous! Zhao Yi's killing of the fifth-level monster is just an opportunity to become a god."

"If you miss this time, there will be another chance. With your longevity cultivation, there is no need to worry about not being able to enter the spirit transformation."

"Don't be deceived by outsiders, just kill this person and let bygones be bygones!"

Cao Yuntian's expression changed slightly, he pointed at Wang Zuyuan and shouted in a deep voice.

Although the opponent was only in the late stage of Nascent Soul, he felt an inexplicable threat.

This has never happened in many years!

And based on his understanding of Zhao Yi, this person has always been undisputed, but has a calm personality and will never act rashly.

Take the original killing of the fifth-level monster Golden Horned Lion as an example.

He obediently endured such a major matter that affected whether he could take the step of becoming a god.

Now he dares to challenge both companies at the same time.

Something is wrong about this!

In addition, he and Dewey were also injured in the battle against the Golden Horned Lion, and the other Nascent Soul cultivators also suffered a lot.

For a while, Zhao Yi's trump card was unclear, and it was not suitable for a full-scale war now.

"Zhao Yi, could it be that my Qingyun was killed by you?"

Dewey, a burly middle-aged man on the war boat, stared at Zhao Yi angrily, his voice like rolling thunder from the sky.

Logically speaking, Zhao Yi alone would never be able to kill Du Qingyun.

But now, the aura of the short ancestor next to him was really weird.

If the two of them join forces, then Qingyun may not be their opponent.

Combined with the current situation, this matter makes sense!

"Old Ancestor Du, even if Du Qingyun dies at my hands, what will you do?"

Zhao Yi smiled casually and looked calm.

Now, he no longer has any other scruples, simply angering Dewey and affecting his Taoist heart!

Sure enough, after hearing this, Dewey's face instantly darkened, like a thousand-year-old ice, and he gritted his teeth and said sternly, "I want all of you Zhao family to pay for his life!"

His lifespan is now close to three thousand years. The ambush of Patriarch Wang originally damaged his roots, and he has been unable to make any progress in his cultivation over the years.

It can be said that Du Qingyun is the next monk in the Du family who has the best chance of becoming a god.

Without him and Du Qingyun to hold the line, the Du family in Xihuang would soon become a second-rate family.

"Zhao Yi, since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, don't blame me for being cruel!"

When Cao Yuntian saw that the two of them had completely broken up, he snorted coldly and flew into the air with Dewey in tacit agreement.

Attacking the Zhao family was a plan that the two of them had already agreed on privately, but they were just worried about the Zhao family's Thunder Mountain Seal.

This time, the original intention of assisting the Zhao family to open up wasteland and kill the fifth-level monsters was just to consume the Zhao family's strength faster.

But now the destiny of heaven and earth occupied by the fifth-level demon king has been transferred to Cao Weiye.

It is appropriate to take action against the Zhao family now.

However, Zhao Yi's aggressive momentum made them quite suspicious.

But it's just doubt.

"I want to see Zhao Yi, son, where do you get the confidence from?"

Cao Yuntian pointed at Zhao Yi and roared.

"Traitor Cao, your opponent is me!"

Ancestor Wang laughed, his body flew up from the city wall, he was suspended in the air and looked at Cao Yuntian from afar, murderous intent was revealed in his words.

"Hmph, a little late Nascent Soul dares to challenge me, so go to hell!"

At this time, Cao Yuntian suddenly let out an angry roar, and the sound was like rolling thunder, resounding for thousands of miles.

Boom!

In the sky above Pohu City, the yellow light shield condensed by the fourth-order magic circle shook violently as if struck by lightning.

There was a clicking sound, and it instantly became like a white paper, with only a thin layer left.

On the city wall, Chen Ling, who was within the defense shield of the formation, heard the roar, and there was a rumble and a sharp sting in his ears, as if his eardrums were almost torn.

You must know that after tempering the body from the origin of thunder, his body's strength has now reached the late stage of the third level of body refining, which is comparable to the late stage of golden elixir.

But under Cao Yuntian's roar, it was so painful.

Others are even more conceivable.

They looked at Wang Yun and the others in horror.

The three of them looked at Cao Yuntian and Wang Laozu in the air with horrified expressions. Fortunately, there were no signs of injury.

Chen Ling was relieved.

But instead, Wei Wenwu covered his ears with his hands and looked horrified.

Several other Nascent Soul cultivators from the Du family also gathered their magic power instantly and covered their ears.

The Nascent Soul monk reacted quickly and used his magic power in time to protect his ears, so he was not injured by this sonic attack.

It seems that Cao Yuntian's attack was only aimed at the Nascent Soul cultivator.

In his opinion, the other monks were not worthy of his action.

"Cao Yuntian, I will completely settle the grudges from back then with you this time!"

Ancestor Wang roared angrily, and a purple jade ring appeared from his hand.

The purple jade ring was suspended beside him, and the pressure it exuded seemed to be only the power of a fourth-level top-grade psychic weapon, but it made Cao Yuntian feel an extreme threat.

"Zixiao Yuhuan, are you a remnant of the Wang family?"

Cao Yuntian's originally calm demeanor suddenly changed, his eyes sparkled, and he stared at Patriarch Wang fiercely.

This purple jade ring was the thing that severely injured him back then.

But at this moment, he saw it again, as if enemies were extremely jealous when meeting each other.

The aura released from the purple jade ring made him tremble. It could be seen that it must be the natal magic weapon of the person in front of him, otherwise it would be impossible to release such a strong thunder aura.

You must know that the Zixiao Concentric Ring was a high-grade Taoist weapon. In the hands of Wang Qinghong, it could even kill the late fifth-level monster.

But fortunately, the mana fluctuations revealed by Wang Zuyuan are only in the late Nascent Soul stage. If he is a god-forming monk, then he has no confidence in winning.

However, he originally thought that all the Wang family monks had been killed by his men.

But a late-stage Nascent Soul monk actually appeared out of thin air.

It seems that I was still careless!

However, this person unexpectedly appeared in a hurry.

That's just the right thing to do.

Then search for his soul and completely eradicate the remaining members of the Wang family.

"Bah! You evil thief, today is the day you die!"

Wang Zuyuan roared angrily, and then calmly moved a little towards the Zixiao jade ring. Countless thunder lights were galloping like dragons, roaring into the void with great momentum.

Then, several purple thunder dragons tens of feet tall formed and rushed towards Cao Yuntian.

Staring at the overwhelming purple thunder dragon flying towards him, Cao Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief. At most, its power could only reach the attack power of the early stage of divine transformation.

Then, he pinched it with both hands, and a bloody light appeared strangely around his body.

In a few breaths, it condensed into a huge blood cloud and flew towards the thunder dragon.

Boom!

Thunder dragons and blood clouds blasted fiercely in the air, causing a huge earthquake in the void.

As thunder dragons and blood clouds exploded one after another, the attack seemed evenly matched.

Then the two of them rushed thousands of miles into the sky with tacit understanding and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing that Patriarch Wang could really block Cao Yuntian, Zhao Yi was completely relieved.

He regained his energy and warned Chen Ling and other Nascent Soul cultivators, "Everyone, follow the plan!"

Chen Ling and others nodded solemnly.

"Thunder Ape War Manifestation!"

Zhao Yi shouted loudly, and the blue sky suddenly became violently windy.

Pieces of black clouds gathered in the sky.

Covering Pohu City.

Silver lightning and deafening thunder roared continuously.

"boom!"

Zhao Yi was surrounded by thunder beams, making a sharp roar, like a silver thunder hurricane blowing up. The dazzling light made people dare not look directly at it.

In an instant, he transformed into a huge thunder ape that was dozens of feet tall and gleaming with electric scales.

Then the huge body of the Thunder Ape jumped into the void, and in the dazzling light that covered the sky and the sun, the huge body of the Thunder Ape, which was tens of feet long, exploded towards Dewey like a meteorite from the sky.

"Homura!"

Dewey roared angrily, moved his fingers, and a mysterious flame shining with purple-blue light shot out from his fingers.

The flames were steaming fiercely, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a flaming dragon that was over a hundred feet tall. It bared its teeth and claws and blasted away at the Thunder Giant Ape.

The power is a bit more powerful than the thunder giant ape condensed by Zhao Yi.

He didn't have much scruples about Zhao Yi's Thunder Ape combat body. After all, he had not understood the original power and was destined to be defeated by him.

But the fifth-level Thunder Mountain Seal made him quite afraid.

Once it merges with the Thunder Ape combat body, he may not be able to win!

Then, the flame dragon's giant flame claws were violently bombarded, and the huge wave of thunder was torn apart by the giant flame claws, turned into ashes and disappeared.

Dewey tapped his finger again, and the flame dragon blasted forward violently, instantly fighting with the Thunder Ape.

"Boom boom!"

Lightning flashed and thundered in the void, flames surged, the rumbles and explosions were deafening, and a terrifying wave of air tore through the void swept across all directions.

The entire void was filled with blazing flames on one side and rolling thunder on the other.

The violent aftermath of the explosion stirred the endless void.

Fortunately, the two of them fought higher and higher, but the rumbles were endless.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

Chen Ling glanced at everyone and shouted lowly.

The two pairs of deity-forming combat forces were already fighting a decisive battle at high altitude. With their cultivation levels, they did not have an absolute advantage and they definitely did not dare to ignore the battle situation on the ground.

At the same time, a burst of light shone on the battle boat of the Moon-Wang Sect in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, ten huge figures with auras appeared in the air.

The leader was a man wearing a mysterious robe. He was fat and had a round face, but his face was a little pale.

The cold light flashing in his eyes made people tremble.

“Ling’er, this person is Cao Weiye!”

A thin old man next to Chen Ling pointed at him and whispered to Chen Ling.

He is Zhao Jing'an, the third elder of the Zhao family, who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"Okay, everyone follows the plan!"

Chen Ling gave instructions to everyone.

Then he sent a message to Wang Yun and the others, asking them to be careful.

With a thought, a black shadow covering the sky and the sun appeared.

"Roar!"

There was a deafening roar in the air.

The huge body of the White Gold Ape shot towards Cao Weiye like an arrow from a string.