Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

Zhongzhou Continent.

The border between Dachu and the Monster Sky Ridge Mountains is separated by dangerous places such as Yunmeng Swamp, Misty Forest, and Bone Plains. There are a large number of Monsters in these places.

Da Chu, the four states of Green, Blue, Orange and Yellow are important frontier areas, and each territory is far away from the Tianji Mountains.

The Chu Dynasty built a huge city in front of the four territories to serve as a front line against the demon clan.

Night falls, covering the earth with a layer of black veil.

Rejecting Demon City is Qingzhou's frontline city. It is brightly lit at the moment. There are monks patrolling the city. The Nascent Soul Lord is stationed in the city all year round.

There are several man-made spiritual mountains outside the Demon Rejecting City, located on the border with the misty forest.

Zhou Yang is a disciple of Tianxu Sect, with a middle-level cultivation of Jindan. He is a monk guarding Yuping Mountain, equivalent to a scout in the secular world.

He has been here for seventy-five years, and he only needs to spend another twenty-five years before he can be transferred back to the sect to practice.

In a certain green attic, Zhou Yang was practicing with his eyes closed, when suddenly there was a scream from his waist.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes, then picked up the communication array at his waist, inserted a magic formula into it, and heard a woman's voice.

"Senior Brother Zhou, I have failed many times in refining magic weapons. Can you come over and give me some advice?"

"Junior sister Yang!"

There was some surprise in Zhou Yang's eyes. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Junior sister Yang, you have forgotten Master Zhang's instructions. You are not allowed to leave your post without permission. Let's talk about it after we return to the sect!"

"There are still more than five years before the beast wave, and our two places are not far apart. It won't take you much time. If you don't come, forget it!"

"No, junior sister, I'm coming right now!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Yang put away the formation disk, thought for a moment, and then sent a transmission note outside. Not long after, a man in black came to him.

"Meet Uncle Zhou!"

Zhou Yang nodded, and then said: "Master Nephew Gu, I'm going to Yuquan Mountain. You have to take a good look at the demon mirror, you know?"

"Disciple understands!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yang walked out of the room, and then fled into the night.

At the same time, Gu Ming walked into a secret room. The secret room was empty and there was a golden mirror hanging in it.

You can see an endless dark forest in the mirror, and the sky above the forest is shrouded in mist, which is quiet and strange.

Seeing that nothing happened, Gu Ming was about to walk out of the secret room, but returned after a moment.

"Um?"

He stared at the mirror for a long time. Suddenly, several monsters came out of the misty forest.

Before he could react, an alarm suddenly sounded on Yuping Mountain, and he looked at the mirror again.

Tens of thousands of monsters were seen rushing out of the misty forest, and a group of huge and ferocious birds roared high in the sky.

"No, the beast tide is coming!"

His pupils shrank and he quickly took out the communication array to contact Zhou Yang, but to no avail.

At this moment, Zhou Yang was in a large black formation, with strong winds everywhere, and a look of panic on his face. After he was trapped, he knew that he had been tricked into leaving the mountain.

At this moment, on the outside of the formation, four men in black, each holding a black formation flag, were running the formation frantically to prevent Zhou Yang from escaping.

"Quick victory!"

One of them shouted loudly, raised his hand and threw out the formation flag. The formation patterns lit up, and the black formation shook violently, as if a huge beast from the wild was struggling from inside.

"Boom!"

As the formation shook violently a few times, it soon lost its breath.

The four of them looked at each other, pinched the magic formula, and the formation suddenly disappeared, and a tattered corpse fell out, as if it had been delayed.

"withdraw!"

The leader took Zhou Yang's body, and the four of them quickly disappeared into the darkness.

At this moment, Yuquan Mountain is littered with corpses, and monster beasts are everywhere. Even some low-level monster beasts directly devour the flesh and blood of human monks. The scene is horrifying.

At this moment, at the top of Yuquan Mountain, a hundred feet high in the sky, two old men stood.

Two old men were wearing uniform black robes. One had a long flowing beard and piercing eyes, while the other had an eagle nose, thin lips, and long and narrow cheeks.

Both of them are incarnation demon clan, equivalent to the Nascent Soul Lord of the human race.

At this moment, the two of them looked at the Demon Rejection City thousands of miles away, with murderous intent in their eyes.

At this moment, a silver talisman crossed the sky.

The old man with aquiline lips stretched out his hand and took the silver rune into his hand. After checking it carefully for a few times, he said sinisterly: "They have succeeded, it's our turn!"

He took out a cyan flag with some patterns of monsters engraved on it, and penetrated it with the magic formula. The flag swelled in the wind and became several feet in size in the blink of an eye, exuding a terrifying aura.

The old man with aquiline lips and thin lips placed one palm on the flag and recited a spell in his mouth. Silver light suddenly shone, and three ancient seal characters 'Gathering Demon Flags' appeared on the flag.

I saw its mana injected into it, the demon gathering flags soaring into the sky, and a green demonic aura enveloped many demon clans under them, roughly estimated to be at least one hundred thousand.

When many monsters saw the Demon Gathering Flag, their eyes lit up, and they rushed towards the Demon Rejecting City one after another. Thousands of monster birds were in the sky.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and endless monsters rushed towards the Demon Rejection City from all directions. Wherever they passed, the grass and trees were covered with soldiers, and trees fell and rocks flew.

Just as many monster beasts were approaching a hundred miles away from the Demon Rejection City, array flags were raised in all directions.

As these formation flags were raised, a terrifying murderous intent filled the entire area, and countless restrictions and formation patterns appeared, instantly blocking the nearby area.

"roar!"

The roar of the demon clan shook the sky. Whether it was demon beasts or demon birds, they all felt the danger and stopped.

Only a loud shout was heard from the demon-rejecting city: "Set up the formation!"

A dazzling green light column rushed up from the ground, and green wood vines, blood-colored flowers and other plants suddenly grew on the ground.

The vines danced around like pythons, wrapped the demon clan in a circle, and then crushed them fiercely, and blood filled the sky.

The blood-colored flowers sprayed blood-colored mist, and the demons fell to the ground one after another, screaming continuously.

Then, the vines turned into giant pythons and pounced on the demon beasts.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

One by one, the low-level demon beasts were entangled and torn by the vines, and the bright red blood sprayed, and the screams resounded throughout the wild.

Wild flowers bloomed, exuding a faint fragrance, but these fragrances were deadly poisons. Anyone who inhaled the fragrance would explode and die.

A bull demon rushed into the scent, its body smoking, its skin and flesh bursting in an instant, deader than dead.

A man-eating plant emerged from the soil, its petals blooming, revealing sharp fangs.

Puff!

A sword light shot out from the stamens, easily cutting off the bull demon's neck, a huge bull head rolled down, blood gushing out.

The Wanmu Linhai Formation is a fourth-level formation, and a fourth-level monster will never return if it falls into it.