Cultivating Immortals in the Family, Starting from Farming

Yu Laowu drove the Yundu boat, deliberately controlled the speed and slipped behind the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Only Yu Lao Er had a complicated expression and turned to look at Yu Changsheng.

"Changsheng, there will be no accidents with so many people, or else we'd better get rid of them quickly."

Yu Changsheng shook his head and said:
"Second Uncle, don't worry, just these people are not enough for a big blow."

Yu Er Er raised his hand to wipe the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead and felt guilty for a while.

"What? Why didn't I know that the family formation was so powerful?"

After a night of chasing, Yu Lao Er had already seen the outline of the family formation, and he sent a voice transmission to Yu Xinsheng (Er Gou) who stayed behind to open a hole and let them in.

Ergou received the voice transmission from his second uncle, and hurriedly opened an opening to let Yu Changsheng and the others in. After everyone entered the big formation, Yu Laoer let go of his hanging heart.

As soon as the Duyun boat landed, when everyone got off the boat, Ergou greeted them warmly.

Until he found dozens of angry-looking Foundation Establishment cultivators standing on a dozen kinds of flying spiritual weapons suspended outside the formation...

Ergou was terrified, his upper and lower teeth were chattering.

"This, this, what are these situations!"

Yu Changsheng stepped forward and patted Ergou on the shoulder with a relaxed expression.

"Freshmen, don't panic, these are all small problems."

After Yu Changsheng finished speaking, he looked at the Foundation Establishment cultivators besieging outside with a hint of contempt, turned around and went straight to the formation control center.

The monks outside were still arguing about the sharing of benefits, not aware of the imminent danger at all, only the second son of the Hu family felt a little puzzled when he saw Yu Changsheng leaving quickly, he sneaked into the ear of the boss Hu and said:
"Brother, be careful, that kid is not afraid at all. I guess they must have some treasures. Let's step back and let these people stand in front."

Boss Hu leaned sideways and listened to Second Hu's analysis, and felt that there was some truth to it, so he quietly controlled the flying boat to move backwards.

The other people were arguing ferociously, and they were all about to draw their knives and start fighting. They only thought that Boss Hu wanted to make a profit, but the big guys controlled their anger and did not fight.

It was still a black-haired old man on a first-order top-quality flying boat who spoke.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Let's set fire to break up the family formation before we talk about the money."

The old man's voice was not loud, but the spiritual pressure of the late foundation establishment period emanating from him shocked everyone else.

"It's the Poison King, and he's here too!"

"The Poison King actually came to encircle and suppress these early foundation-building monks. It seems that someone invited him!"

"Don't care what kind of poison king and fart king he is, as long as he blocks my way of making money, he will die!"

A monk who was also in the late stage of Foundation Establishment spoke angrily, as if he was dissatisfied with the Poison King for stealing his limelight.

When the others heard his words, they hurriedly drove the flying boat away from him, and in an instant, there was an open space beside him.

This sand sculpture looks like it just came to the border.

Before the monk in the late stage of foundation establishment had time to continue speaking, he felt something bit him.

"Grass, what is this?"

He reached out and patted the neck, killing a mosquito on the neck.

The old poison king looked at him jokingly, and the others avoided him.

He was so angry that he directly called out a spiritual knife, pointed at the poison king and shouted:
"Is it you, an old bastard, you can do it directly if you have the ability, what kind of tricks are you playing!"

Everyone else looked at him with pity. He felt more and more ashamed, the anger on his face became more intense, and his face became more and more red until...

"Bang" sound.

The head of the cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment was directly blown into pieces, and half of the sky was stained red with blood. His body swayed on the flying boat a few times, then fell to the side and fell to the ground, smashing into meatloaf.

The others gasped, and all looked at the Poison King with great fear. The aura barrier on their bodies was directly opened to the maximum power, for fear of stepping into the footsteps of the monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

The Poison King snorted coldly, stared at the Yu family formation and said:
"Let's attack together, I only need the third-order spiritual veins to incubate the formation, and you can rely on your own abilities for the rest!"

With the promise of the Poison King, the others immediately summoned their own flying swords to attack the Yu family's formation.

As the light curtain of the big formation flickered, the Poison King seized the opportunity and slapped it with his palm.

The dark poisonous mist spread directly with his palm prints, and the creaking sound sizzled on the screen.

Yu Changsheng sneered in his heart, this group of people didn't know that a catastrophe was imminent, and they were still thinking about robbery.

When Yu Laoer saw those people attacking the formation, his face turned pale with fright.

Yu Laowu and Yu Laoliu looked dignified and directly threw their flying swords at the Poison King in an attempt to stop his attack.

The two flying swords were filled with spiritual energy and went straight to the shadowy face of the poisonous king. The poisonous king smiled fiercely, and grabbed the two flying swords with both hands.

Then he lightly pinched his poisonous hands, and the places where the two first-tier middle-grade spirit swords were caught turned into poisonous water and broke in two.

Yu Laowu and Yu Laoliu's spirit swords were damaged and Yuan Qi's feet softened and they backed away.

Ergou hurried up to support the two, but the frightened expression in his eyes could not be concealed.