Establish a long-lived family from the son-in-law

Chapter 433 Lu Ping fights against Sima Laozu!

"Lu Changsheng, get out!"

Patriarch Sima was dressed in a black robe and had a stern look on his face. He didn't even look at Ling Zixiao. He just raised his hand, and with fake Dan-level magic power and spiritual pressure, he slapped the caravan with one palm.

"boom!"

With a casual strike from Fake Dan Zhenren, his magic power poured out like a mountain torrent, forming the outline of a palm that was ten feet in size.

"Humph!"

Not far away, the tall and straight Lu Ping'an snorted coldly, leaving a residual image on the spot, and punched out with a golden fist, breaking the attack of Sima Laozu.

Lu Pingan knew that there was no need to talk nonsense at this time.

After breaking through the offensive, he shot out and killed close to Sima Laozu. His golden fist was filled with violent wind and thunder, and continued to blast out.

"Um!?"

"not good!"

Patriarch Sima and the three elders of the Sima family who were traveling with him were all shocked. They did not expect Lu Ping'an to be so ferocious.

However, this Sima Patriarch was a fake Dan Zhenren after all, and was very extraordinary. He opened his mouth and spit the moment Lu Ping'an came to kill him.

I saw a black light flying out and turning into an ancient black ruler, filled with the aura of magic weapon.

"Bang!!!"

Lu Ping'an's golden fist slammed directly on the black ruler, causing a loud noise, and his magical power swept in all directions like a tidal wave.

"Wow!"

The black-scaled eagle under Sima Laozu's feet suddenly cried out and spread its wings.

If it weren't for Sima Laozu suppressing it, it would have flown away in shock at this moment.

Ling Zixiao, who was not far away, clasped his hands together, causing the formation to form a blue light curtain in front of him to block the aftermath.

"Is this the fake Dan Zhenren?"

"Brother actually fought against the fake Dan Zhenren."

When Lu Ruyi, Lu Lingxiao, Zhou Datong and others saw this scene, they were all shocked and a little dazed.

Even though they knew that Lu Ping'an's fighting ability was extraordinary, they were still shocked when they saw Lu Ping'an facing off against Sima Laozu.

"Come on, big pot!"

Lu Linghe, who was not far away, was not affected by this atmosphere at all. He had no idea about the fake Dan Zhenren and shouted at Lu Pingan with his fists clenched.

"Who are you?"

The ruler in front of Sima Laozu was shining with black light, and was filled with a vast aura as heavy as a mountain.

After a simple confrontation, he could see that Lu Ping'an in front of him was not simple.

This kind of physique is probably from the quasi-third level of physical training.

If he didn't have a magic weapon, he would have been seriously injured by such a punch.

"Bihu Mountain, Lu Pingan."

Lu Ping'an had a resolute face and clear edges and corners, and said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, his fists shone with brilliant golden light and continued to punch out.

Each punch was incredibly powerful, like a tsunami, with layers of wind and thunder energy stacked on top of each other.

"Lu Ping'an?"

Patriarch Sima seldom paid attention to things and had never heard of Lu Ping'an's name. He didn't know when such a person would appear in Bihu Mountain.

"Lu Ping'an, you are Lu Chang's eldest son, Lu Ping'an, how could you have such strength!?"

Sima Tai, who was standing next to him, knew Lu Ping'an, and when he heard this, he exclaimed loudly.

It was rumored in the early years that the eldest son of the Lu family was only in the initial stage of foundation building, but due to his mid-second stage body refining, his combat power was extraordinary.

But now, he was actually using his physical strength to challenge his ancestor's magic weapon.

This level of body refining, even if it is not at the quasi-third level, it must be at the peak of the second level! ?
"Wow—"

The black-scaled eagle under the two men let out another mournful cry under such might.

In this kind of battle, its body is completely regarded as a battlefield.

Although it was extraordinary and a late-stage second-order monster, it was unable to withstand the aftermath of a battle at such a close distance.

"scold!"

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Sima made a hand gesture, and the black ruler in front of him spun non-stop, with black light flowing on it, emitting a terrifying aura like the abyss and prison, and then hit Lu Ping'an in front of him.

"boom!"

Although this ruler looks small and delicate, one ruler is enough to split mountains and overturn seas.

"Bam—"

Lu Ping'an's physical strength had also fully recovered at this time. His body was erect and his blood was surging like a surging river, roaring incessantly, and a smoke screen of blood and energy was rising above his head, rising straight into the sky.

The muscles in his right arm blasted out like a dragon or snake rising from the ground, accompanied by endless, surging and violent force.

"Boom boom boom!"

The golden light like a landslide and tsunami collided with the black divine light as deep as the abyss and prison, making the whole world seem to explode.

"Is this a fake Dan-level battle?"

Even though they were separated by a formation, Lu Ruyi, Lu Lingxiao and the others were horrified.

"This eldest son of the Lu family actually has the strength of a fake pill fighter. If this battle is over, I'm afraid that among the six fake pill families in the Qingyun Realm, there will be one more family, the Lu family of Bihu Mountain."

Zhou Datong, who was standing next to him, felt a dry throat. He was thankful that the young master had a kind character, otherwise the other party would have tried to kill him. He would have been killed with one punch.

"Is this Ping An's fighting power? No wonder you said that as long as Ping An is here, nothing will happen."

Ling Zixiao looked at the two people fighting, and a smile appeared on his elegant face.

She was worried that the gap between Lu Ping'an and the old fake pills of the Sima family would be too big.

However, Patriarch Sima has a magic weapon on him, so even if Lu Ping'an seizes the initiative, he is still no match for him.

Under the endless and terrifying black light that seemed like a raging ocean, Lu Pingan took several steps back.

"You guys retreat!"

Patriarch Sima also looked solemn. He spoke to Sima Tai beside him and asked him to lead the Black Scale Eagle to patrol the formation.

Otherwise, if the two of them fought, he would have to divide his attention to protect both the man and the beast.

"You are the one who killed the pride of my Sima family?"

Patriarch Sima looked at Lu Ping'an with deep and intimidating eyes.

With all this commotion, Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge had not appeared yet. He also realized that Sima Bo and the other three would most likely die at the hands of Lu Ping'an in front of him.

Lu Pingan remained silent.

The blood in his body was roaring and surging, his internal organs were clanging, and his heart was beating like a drum beaten by gods or demons. He mobilized the pseudo-magical ability condensed by the Hundred Refining Body Technique to push his physique to the extreme.

Otherwise, in his current state, he knew that there was no chance that he could defeat Sima Laozu.

"Why? Your Sima family sent people to kill my Lu family's caravan. I haven't asked your Sima family for an explanation yet. Do you still want to punish them?"

Ling Zixiao next to him spoke, his calm and indifferent voice carried an indescribable majesty, and he was not at all inferior to this fake Dan Zhenren in momentum.

As he spoke, he held up the glowing array plate in one hand and made hand gestures with the other.

"Shhhhh-"

On the ground of the formation, I saw talismans breaking out of the ground and arranged in all directions, with qi blending together to form a formation.

In her early years, she spent a lot of time and energy studying the art of talismans and arrays, and combined them with her own arrays.

This time, she guessed that a fake Dan Patriarch would come to the Sima family, so when she set up the formation, she hid some talismans in the underground formation in advance, so as to avoid the other party being on guard when she sacrificed the talismans.

"Talisman array!?"

"Lu Changsheng's talisman array technique!"

Sima Laozu and Sima Tai were both shocked when they saw the talismans filling the sky.

After all, the art of talisman formations has quite a reputation in the world of immortal cultivation.

And Bihu Mountain also became famous for its art of talisman formation.

Now seeing Ling Zixiao using such means, the two were naturally a little surprised.

"Talisman array."

Lu Lingxiao had heard his mother talk about knowledge about talisman arrays before, so he guessed that his mother was knowledgeable in this area.

"Aunt also knows how to form talismans?"

Lu Ruyi was a little surprised. She didn't know that this aunt actually knew her father's talisman formation technique.

"Wind and Fire Curtain Sky Array!"

Ling Zixiao's mind moved, and 365 talismans formed into formations, with wind and fire surging, covering the sky on all sides, enveloping Lu Ping'an, Sima Laozu, Sima Tai, and the Black Scaled Eagle.

"It seems that you used this method to kill my pride. If so, then die for me!"

"Third brother, do it!"

When Sima Laozu saw this situation, he was not afraid at all.

The art of talisman formation is indeed amazing.

But Sima Tong has come a long way and is no pushover.

What's more, besides him, there are Sima Tai, who is at the eighth level of foundation building, and Black Scale Eagle, a second-stage late-stage spirit beast.

"Mountain Shaking Fist - Thunderbolt!"

Seeing that the talisman formation was completed, Lu Ping'an did not hesitate at all. Silver armor appeared on his body, and his fists burst out with golden light, like thunder and lightning, and rushed towards Sima Patriarch.

Ling Zixiao had already discussed this battle with him.

Now that the talisman formation is complete and the heaven and earth are sealed off, the battle between the two of them is an advantage for him.

"Third brother, you and the black shadow break the formation!"

Patriarch Sima spoke, clasped his hands together, and a dark glow flowed in front of his eyes. Complex runes appeared on it, emitting tremendous power and attacking Lu Ping'an.

At the same time, a green bowl appeared in his storage ring, hovering above his head, flowing with wisps of aura, like a turtle and snake coiled around him, protecting his body.

"Yes, second uncle!"

Sima Tai slapped his lower abdomen, and a diamond-shaped spiritual weapon appeared, and he also sacrificed a purple mirror.

His mirror has the effect of seeing through illusions, and he plans to use this method to find the weak points of the talisman formation and thus break the talisman.

"Still want to break the formation?"

Ling Zixiao's beautiful eyes were clear and bright, and her dignified and elegant figure now looked more majestic.

In an instant, talismans vibrated and caused wind and fire to surge, like a wind and fire dragon, rushing towards Sima Tai and the Black Scale Eagle, showing its fangs and claws, which was very terrifying.

"Wow!"

The black-scaled eagle cried sadly.

It is huge in size and has no magic weapon, so it is trapped in the talisman formation like a living target.

He spread his wings in an attempt to break the formation, but his feathers were burned black by the wind and fire.

"Damn it, how come everyone in Bihu Mountain has so many second-level talismans!"

Sima Tai continued to shine through the purple mirror and discovered that the talismans of Ling Zixiao were of very high quality, with nearly a hundred second-level talismans.

This kind of fusion of energy made it invulnerable, and he was simply unable to break it.

"Third brother, hold on for now. Her talisman won't last long."

Upon seeing this, Patriarch Sima took the Black Scaled Eagle back into the pet bag with his big hand and said to Sima Tai.

He also realized that the power of this talisman array was not simple.

"But if you rely on external objects, I want to see how many talismans you have!"

Patriarch Sima glanced at Ling Zixiao and snorted coldly.

Then he continued to look at Lu Ping'an and said, "If you had a magic weapon with you, it would be difficult for me to kill you today."

"But you want to fight against my magic weapon with your bare hands and only your flesh and blood. You are simply courting death!"

As he spoke, the Pingtian ruler flashed with light and surged with power, continuously smashing towards Lu Pingan.

At the same time, he kept making hand gestures, and a series of terrifying black lights rushed towards Lu Ping'an.

"Mountains split, rivers overturned, wind and thunder, thunderbolt!"

Lu Ping'an's expression remained unchanged, his spine rose and fell like a blue dragon, his muscles were shining, and every cell was bursting with violent aura, making his veins bulge.

This was the first time he had fought with all his might, and he was also verifying his own strength through this battle.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lu Ping'an waved his fists and feet, and each simple move seemed like thousands of troops attacking at the same time.

But no matter how fierce his attack was, Sima Laozu's Pingtian Ruler was still like an ancient sacred mountain, blocking his way, making it difficult for him to cross.

However, facing Lu Ping'an's offensive, Sima Laozu was also frightened.

I can’t figure out what kind of physical training technique the other party is practicing that is so overbearing.

Each move seemed to possess some of the power of a magic weapon.

"This movement is amazing."

"The black-scaled eagle just now seemed to be heading towards the Lu family caravan?"

"Could this black-scaled eagle really be the Sima family's black-scaled eagle, and is it on this trip to intercept the Lu family's caravan?"

"Didn't the Sima Four prepare to attack Bihu Mountain some time ago? Did the Sima Four fail to intercept them?"

"This kind of movement feels like it has surpassed the average foundation-building battle."

At the same time, near Jiulian Mountain, people from many forces noticed where Sima Laozu had landed. They looked at the violent noise coming from afar and wondered what was going on.

As the battle continued for a long time, some monks could no longer resist their curiosity and approached cautiously to see what was going on.

"Talisman formation, Ling Zixiao, the mistress of the Lu family, actually also knows the art of talisman formation."

"Who is fighting in this talisman formation? It's amazing!"

"Well, this is the third elder of the Sima family, Sima Tai. Who are these two people?"

"The man wearing silver armor is Lu Ping'an from Bihu Mountain. Isn't he in the middle stage of the second stage of physical training? Why does this situation seem a little strange?"

"Who was the old man who fought him?"

Some cultivators came to the Lu family caravan’s camp several miles away and watched the battle from afar, feeling very frightened.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ruyi and Zhou Datong immediately soared into the sky and stood guard on both sides to prevent any cultivators from approaching secretly.

Lu Lingxiao stood guard beside his mother.

Ling Zixiao was casting a talisman formation, and if someone approached to attack him, it would be dangerous.

However, only Ling Zixiao knew that there was a charming woman sitting in his carriage.

As long as Lu Ping'an is in danger, the Thousand-Faced Fox Puppet will take action immediately.

"Boom boom boom——"

There were continuous roars in the talisman formation.

Lu Ping'an and Sima Laozu continued to fight each other.

When Lu Ping'an was in a disadvantageous position, Ling Zixiao would use the talisman formation to relieve the pressure on Lu Ping'an.

"Damn the talisman array!"

Sima Laozu felt very aggrieved during the fight.

If he fought Lu Ping'an alone, he was confident that he could kill Lu Ping'an.

But as the fight went on, a ball of strong wind, thunder and fire came towards him, which was extremely frustrating.

He glanced at Sima Tai.

Seeing that the opponent used a bronze bell to cover himself and avoid the attack of the talisman formation, he felt a little disappointed.

"Third brother, do it!"

He shouted loudly, signaling Sima Tai to help him share some of the pressure.

As long as Sima Tai can withstand most of the attacks of the talisman formation and consume it, he will be able to kill Lu Ping'an.

"Yes, Second Uncle."

Sima Tai wanted to refuse and asked him not to make things difficult for himself.

But since his ancestor had spoken, he dared not disobey.

He immediately clasped his hands together, his magic power surged, and he hung the bronze bell above his head, driving his own spiritual weapon to kill Lu Ping'an.

"You dare to show up? You're looking for death."

Seeing this, Ling Zixiao snorted coldly and made hand gestures.

In an instant, wind and fire swept through the talisman formation, vines grew wildly, and frost fell from the sky, killing Sima Tai.

"Ah, Uncle, save me!"

Sima Tai quickly pushed the bronze bell to its extreme limit, and wisps of gray air enveloped himself.

But even so, he still felt hot and cold all over, and vines were binding his legs.

"Damn it."

Seeing this, Patriarch Sima had to distract himself and cast a spell to help Sima Tai dissolve the attack of the talisman formation.

However, at this moment, Lu Ping'an seized the opportunity, and his golden fists, filled with wind and thunder, left countless afterimages and blasted towards the Pingtian ruler.

"Boom boom boom——"

The magic weapon seemed to be trembling continuously due to the force of the fist that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, causing Sima Laozu, the fake Dan Zhenren, to turn pale suddenly, and he immediately used all his strength to drive his own magic weapon.

"How many talismans does this woman have?"

When Patriarch Sima saw Ling Zixiao replenishing the talismans from time to time, he also realized that it would be difficult for him to hold on until the talismans were used up.

If Ling Zixiao had a large number of talismans in his hands, he would probably be exhausted to death here today.

"Break the formation and go!"

He immediately made up his mind to break the formation and escape with Sima Tai.

"Safety."

Ling Zixiao instantly saw through his intention and reminded Lu Pingan.

Lu Ping'an's body was like a dragon, and there were many damages on his silver armor.

But his body was still shining, as if it was made of gold, and there was a faint shadow of a black dragon around him.

At this moment, his Black Dragon Codex was running to its extreme along with the Hundred Refining Body Technique, causing the Black Dragon Dao Foundation and foundation-building magic power to surge. He somehow sensed the opportunity to break through from the early foundation-building stage to the middle foundation-building stage.

"My two Taoist friends, please stop. I came here to discuss something important."

Sima Laozu looked at Lu Ping'an, who was like a god of war and unstoppable, and decided to follow his heart.

Otherwise, if the battle continued like this, even if he could break through the talisman formation and escape, he would be seriously injured and pay a price.

"This fake Dan Patriarch, is he admitting defeat?"

When Lu Ruyi, Zhou Datong and others heard this, they looked towards Sima Laozu in the talisman formation with a dazed look, thinking they had heard it wrong.

After all, this is a fake Dan ancestor.

Even though he knew that his eldest brother had incredible fighting power, and saw his aunt setting up the formation, it was still a little hard to believe.

"Is there something important to discuss?"

When Ling Zixiao heard this, his eyes turned cold and he sneered.

His hands kept moving, and one talisman after another merged into the talisman formation, continuing to bombard Sima Patriarch.

"You are going too far, bitch!"

Sima Laozu was furious.

I, the great False Dan Ancestor, was willing to bow my head and give him a way out, but Ling Zixiao, a mere foundation-building cultivator, actually humiliated me like this.

He looked at Ling Zixiao with murderous intent in his eyes and took out two talismans from his storage ring.

The two talismans were activated, and one of them formed a layer of brilliant golden light, protecting his entire body.

Another talisman transformed into a fireball that was a foot in size and blasted towards the talisman formation.

This is the third-level talisman he bought at a high price for self-defense.

He wanted to use the talisman to break the talisman formation and kill Ling Zixiao.

As long as Ling Zixiao died, he would be able to deal with Lu Pingan.

"Third-level talisman."

Ling Zixiao had long expected that a fake Dan ancestor like Sima Tong had many tricks up his sleeve, and he immediately sent a talisman towards the talisman formation.

This talisman is very extraordinary, emitting the aura of a third-level talisman.

"Boom boom boom——"

After the Wind, Fire and Sky Curtain Array was integrated into this third-order talisman, one of them suddenly turned into rolling lightning, annihilating the fireball, and the other one killed Sima Patriarch.

When Sima Laozu saw this might, he was immediately shocked and exclaimed: "Third-level talisman!"

You know, in the entire Jiang Kingdom's cultivation world, there are only a handful of third-level talisman masters.

The few third-level talismans in his hand were obtained at a high price.

Ling Zixiao in front of him actually also has a third-level talisman.

"Boom!"

The Divine Thunder Talisman broke through the fireball and blasted towards Sima Patriarch. He hurriedly pushed his bowl-shaped spiritual weapon to the extreme, but the bright golden color of his body was still much dimmer.

"Boom boom boom——"

Seeing this, Lu Ping'an continued to charge forward with great power and domineering force.

"Whoosh-"

Ling Zixiao clasped his hands together, and another third-order talisman merged into the talisman formation, which made Sima Laozu feel horrified and scared.

"Ling Zixiao, do you guys at Bihu Mountain really want to do something that will exterminate us?"

Sima Laozu immediately shouted loudly.

At this moment, he was already afraid.

If Ling Zixiao still had more third-level talismans in his hand, he might die here today.

"Extermination? Your Sima family has repeatedly provoked my Bihu Mountain and intercepted my Lu family's caravan. If I don't kill you today, where is the dignity of my Bihu Mountain!?"

Ling Zixiao had her hair tied up high, her brows stern, and her whole body revealed an arrogant temperament that could not be violated.

"If you kill me, you will fight to the death with my Sima family!"

Sima Laozu continued to shout, trying to threaten through his own family.

Not only does his Sima family have two fake Dan masters, but they also have considerable connections in the Qingyun Sect.

"Fight till death? You are bullying the weak today. Afterwards, I will go to your Xuanwu Ridge with my husband to ask for an explanation."

"I want to see if you, Xuanwuling, can handle my Grand Mountain Shaking Formation and my husband's Grand Ten Thousand Symbols Formation!"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that my husband has been promoted to a third-level talisman master. I don't know how many third-level talismans your tortoise shell can withstand from my husband!"

Ling Zixiao has a dignified posture and a calm and indifferent voice, but he gives people a sense of majesty and tyranny that looks down on the world and has the power of life and death.

"Third-level Talisman Master!"

"What? Lu Changsheng has been promoted to a third-level Talisman Master!"

When Sima Laozu and Sima Tai who was hiding in the bronze bell heard this, their faces changed drastically and they were horrified.

Although the third-level talisman master is not as good as the Jindan Zhenren.

But a Jindan Zhenren would also give some face to a third-level talisman master.

After all, Jindan Zhenren also needs third-level talismans on a daily basis.

Even if you don't use them yourself, you might ask for a few talismans for your descendants.

Moreover, Lu Changsheng is not an ordinary talisman master. He has the inheritance of talismans and is proficient in the art of talisman formations.

If a large number of third-level talismans were used to set up the talisman formation, the fake Dan Zhenren would not be his opponent at all.

"No wonder this woman has so many talismans in her hands, including third-level talismans. It turns out that Lu Changsheng has been promoted to a third-level talisman master!"

Sima Laozu felt a pang of regret.

If he had known the news earlier, he would never have come here so rashly.

At this point he was in a difficult situation.

After all, if Lu Changsheng was really a third-level talisman master, the outcome of a fight between the two families would be uncertain.

"This matter is my fault, Xuanwu Ling. Please show mercy, Madam Lu."

"For what happened today, our Sima family is willing to make compensation!"

Patriarch Sima used the Pingtian Ruler to resist Lu Ping'an's attack. He looked at the two third-order talismans on the talisman formation and said in a hoarse voice.

He knew that he had lost.

If he continues to fight, he will have to self-destruct the fake pill and fight to the death.

It would be better to admit defeat and give compensation before he gets seriously injured.

He also realized that Ling Zixiao did not activate this third-level talisman immediately, which meant that he had no intention of killing him.

Bihushan was also unwilling to completely break off relations with its own family and engage in a fight.

If the two families come to blows, the other families will only enjoy the fight and both sides will suffer in the end.

(End of this chapter)