Family cultivation of immortality: from Fairy Cat Valley to the Nine Divine Realms

Sure enough, after a while, more than a dozen people came over.

"Dad, I feel there is a bit of danger ahead." A young girl of fifteen or sixteen years old said in a green voice.

"Fellow Taoists, stop for a moment." A burly man shouted.

"what happened?"

"Qian'er senses there's danger, so we'd better turn back." The burly man said.

"Danger?" A skinny old man sneered, "Where in this Demonic Abyss is it not dangerous? Just because your little girl said it was dangerous, we all turned back. Doesn't it make sense?"

"Qian'er has the Holy Body of the Heavenly Witch, so her perception will not be wrong." The burly man said.

At this time, another monk who looked like a white-faced scholar said: "I know a little bit about the Holy Spirit of Heavenly Witches, and it can indeed predict good and bad luck. We'd better trust her for once and turn back the way we came. After all, no matter how good the spiritual material is, there is no such thing." Life matters."

Everyone looked at each other and finally agreed to the scholar's proposal.

At this time, Henry Zhang's spiritual consciousness had detected the existence of those dozen foundations.

However, the strange thing is that these foundations stopped moving forward and began to retreat.

How is this possible?

Everyone used concealment techniques to hide their aura.

From such a long distance, even Master Jindan would not be able to detect it.

As if they were aware of the danger, this group of people began to retreat in an orderly manner.

"How is it possible?" Zhan Jun also wondered.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for these foundation-building monks to detect the ambush here.

But why the sudden retreat?

"Captain, do you want to chase me?" someone asked.

Zhan Jun shook his head and said: "One more thing is worse than one less thing. It is more important for us to go deep into the main vein to obtain the lapis lazuli vein."

It is not difficult to kill these casual cultivators with the third-level killing array.

But if they fight face to face, even if they really kill a dozen of the opponent's foundations, their own side will definitely suffer casualties.

If there are less than twenty people, the third-level killing array will not be successfully deployed.

Putting away the formation flag, everyone continued to advance towards the depths of the main vein.

Henry Zhang fell into deep thought at this time.

Just now, the witch patterns on his back kept beating, as if there was a very familiar atmosphere among that group of people.

"Could it be that among those casual cultivators, there are also people who practice the art of ancestral witchcraft?" Henry Zhang was confused.

The remains of ancestral witches have been extinct for thousands of years.

He and the dung-picking team only received part of the inheritance.

In addition to them, there are probably others who have received the inheritance from the ancestral witches.

There might even be descendants of the ancestral witch lineage still alive.

Here, a dozen or so casual cultivators returned to retreat along the same route.

Qian'er whispered: "Dad, I sensed the presence of a witch disciple among the people ambush."

"Witch disciple?" The burly man was startled, "The lineage of Heavenly Witches was inherited from the Kunlun Treasure Territory. Could it be that the inheritance is also left here in the Dongming Treasure Territory?"

"My perception should not be wrong. The fluctuations in the witch pattern are indeed witch disciples."

"If that's the case, it would be best to subdue him, or join forces with him, and have one more witch disciple help. Then our chances of succeeding in Tianmoyuan's plan this time will increase a bit."

"Don't worry, dad. I've captured his aura. It shouldn't be difficult to find him later."

"That's good."

The father and daughter are here to communicate.

The skinny old man kept complaining: "I have been struggling in Tianmoyuan for three days and only harvested one golden-armored beast. Now I have to retreat to the periphery. I am afraid that after seven days, I will still return empty-handed. Even the cost of purchasing the entry token will be lost." Can’t take it back.”

At this moment, Qian'er looked panicked and shouted: "It's dangerous, everyone... evacuate quickly!"

The skinny old man didn't take it seriously: "Bah, I just said to run away, but now I'm running away again, I think it's just a mystery!"

Not only did he not retreat, he was the first to rush to the front.

"Susususu..."

Several sharp neighing sounds were heard.

The skinny old man in front of him had his body divided into thousands of pieces.

"boom--"

The skinny old man's body collapsed and heaped on the ground.

"It's the aura of golden thread..."

"Run away!"

Everyone screamed desperately.

The burly man put a spiritual robe directly on Qian'er, and the spiritual robe teleported thousands of feet away.

The other foundation-building monks also used their special skills to escape.

However, a few people still didn't have time to escape and were cut into pieces by the golden air.

Two days later, in a mountain col.

The pro-junwei and Zhang Xuan stood back to back vigilantly, looking at the golden-armored beasts surrounding them in a circle.

Just now, more than forty golden-armored beasts suddenly appeared and surrounded them.

Most of these golden-armored beasts are in the middle stage of the second stage, and a few are in the late stage of the second stage.

Well-trained, sudden attack, not comparable to those stragglers.

A second-level mid-level golden-armored beast jumped towards Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang smashed it with a weapon-breaking hammer.

"boom--"

The weapon-breaking hammer hit the mid-level second-order golden-armored beast.

The golden-armored beast just took a few steps back and launched another crazy attack.

Not even injured.

Henry Zhang was shocked.

Sure enough, it was much stronger than the scattered golden-armored beasts we encountered just now.

Two more mid-level second-level golden-armored beasts came over to besiege Henry Zhang.

These golden-armored beasts can actually allocate combat power ratios based on the cultivation levels of different monks.

The three golden-armored beasts roared and grabbed them. Henry Zhang retreated step by step. Facing the fierce attack of the three golden-armored beasts, he could only defend himself.

The war army was holding a three-talented green bone spear, charging left and right.

One person can fight two late-stage second-order golden-armored beasts without falling behind.

"The captain of the pro-military guard is really awesome!" Henry Zhang marveled in his heart.

The seven-star fork in Fan Zhiyi's hand, like an arm, firmly suppressed a late second-level golden-armored beast.

The Wuyou Sword in Zhang Yuhuai's hand was waving up and down.

The two mid-level second-level monsters were blocked by Qianzhen Sword Shadow and could not get even closer.

Zhang Meng, the elder of the second clan, and Zhang Yujue, the elder of the third clan, joined forces and reluctantly fought against the two mid-level second-order golden-armored beasts.

Other battle groups basically deal with one or two golden-armored beasts per foundation.

There was a huge disparity in numbers. Except for a few powerful ones such as Zhan Jun and Fan Zhiyi, the human monks were generally suppressed.

Moreover, there are two monks among the pro-military guards who are in the early stages of foundation building. They have been injured and may not last long.

The monks in the late stage of foundation building are all fine, but once some of the early or weaker mid-stage foundation building monks are broken through, the human monks will immediately fall into a disadvantage and will only die.

"Now it's time to bring out your trump cards."

Henry Zhang gritted his teeth and took out a total of seven second-level monsters, including the bloodthirsty bat, the flaming mammoth, the fiery tiger, the giant golden dragon, the golden-horned flying squirrel, the golden-horned rhinoceros, and Kaijiang, from the upper imperial dharma picture. .

The combat power of each second-level demon beast puppet can block a golden-armored beast alone.

The decline of the human race being suppressed was suddenly relieved.

Especially the two monks who were in the early stages of foundation building were already bloody and about to perish.

The addition of these second-level monster puppets gave them a breather.

The two quickly took the healing elixir to treat their serious injuries.