"The Li family caravan was attacked in Queming Mountain, and the family monk Li Baosi was killed! Incense-20! The family scattered cultivators were killed in battle!"

Before Li Chunfeng opened the system task panel, the system prompt sound sounded in his ears again!

Li Chunfeng's spirit body trembled violently, he didn't care how much incense was deducted, but heard the word death!

Since he was resurrected in this way, he entered the Li family in Anqing, and the Li family can be described as thriving, even if outsiders come to provoke, they can be repelled by the Li family.

It can be described as invincible, but the word death is the first time Li Chunfeng has heard it!

Although the current model is similar to a certain cultivation game in the previous life, I am really not playing a game, the game can have casualties, but I can't see the slightest casualty, because under the system, everyone is their own descendants, and they all have their own flesh and blood!

Li Baosi, although he is a Baozi generation, he is also over seventy years old, a sixth-level earth spirit root cultivator of Qi refining, has average talent, and if there are no special circumstances, he will not be able to break through the foundation building period in his lifetime.

However, he has an optimistic temperament and takes great care of his juniors, often encouraging the younger generation of monks to work hard, and often comparing himself with himself, saying how good his talent was at the beginning, but it is the lack of the word diligence that leads to a low cultivation, even inferior to their juniors.

The voice and smile of this eleventh-generation descendant were projected in Li Chun's sea of wind and knowledge, and then the figure shattered softly like glass.

The anger in Li Chunfeng's heart was raging, he opened the system panel and saw the picture of Li Baosi before he died.

Li Baosi, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, desperately protected the Li family's goods, and his eyes seemed to be smiling at all times, as if they were opening up for the first time in his life.

He screamed desperately, but in the end he died under the knife of the cardinal.

Li Chunfeng stared at the figure of the group of people tightly, and recorded the faces of each of them, whoever kills my descendants will never let anyone go!

[Two-Star Crusade Event: Revenge of Bird Singing Mountain.] 】

[Scope of Attack: None]

[Enemy type: Wang Zidan, Wang Duoduo, etc.] 】

[Boss level: level 12, level 13.] 】

[Restricted participants: Li Fugui, Li Wan'er]

[Raid Reward (Newbie Reward, Welfare Bonus): 350 points of incense, a chance to refresh the exchange list, three-star martial arts Thirteen Swords, family members' resurrection skills, four-star mountain protection array!]

Li Chunfeng was already carried away by anger, and looked at the opponent's boss level 12 and 13, that is, the second layer of foundation building and the third layer of foundation building.

But restricting the participants is only Fugui and Wan'er, who have just built the foundation, and it is difficult to win even if they have their own help, but this reward is really too much for Li Chunfeng to refuse.

Whether it is a three-star martial art, a four-star mountain protection array, and a list refresh and basic incense point reward, these are not enough to make Li Chunfeng tempted, and the resurrection option of family members is something that Li Chunfeng can never refuse!

"Fugui, Wan'er, something happened to your caravan to protect the fourth uncle, follow the ancestor and I will go to take revenge on them!"

Li Chunfeng's tone was as calm as possible, but there was still a sense of slaughter.

The two of them trembled when they heard this, and Fugui spoke: "Ancestor, who moved them!"

"The Wang family!"

"Ancestor, I'm going to tell my grandfather!"

"It's too late, step on the magic sword and run the aura, go!"

Li Chunfeng said that he directly occupied Fugui's body, this was not the first time he had done this, he was still fighting against the Red Flame Leopard.

Fugui was slightly stunned, but he could also feel the ancestor's emotions at this time, and he didn't shirk immediately, allowing the ancestor to occupy the right to use his body.

"Li Fugui" threw out the magic sword, quickly recited the formula, the magic sword rose in the air, "Li Fugui" stepped on the magic sword, grabbed Li Wan'er's little hand, and then the magic sword broke through the air and flew directly away from Pingyang Mountain.

Li Chunfeng's cultivation is a channel, and his body during the foundation building period is simply familiar with it, and he directly pushes his speed to the peak.

Pingyang Mountain is located in the southwest of Anqing Town, while Queming Mountain is located in Anqing Linzhen Queming Town, southeast of Anqing.

Therefore, from Pingyang Mountain Road, you only need to go all the way to the east, but if you shuttle in a straight line, you will pass through the territory of the Wang family, and Li Chunfeng has no time to take care of so much, so he directly uses Li Fugui's body and drives the magic sword to Queming Mountain.

It took two hours to fly all the way for more than a thousand miles, and he has been flying at the peak speed of the foundation building monks, in fact, ordinary foundation building monks can hold on to half a pillar of incense at most!

Li Chunfeng didn't know why, he didn't feel tired at all, but what he found was that his face was extremely pale, beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping, and Li Fugui's soul body had shrunk, as if it had reached the limit of collapse.

But he had already gritted his teeth and insisted, allowing the ancestor to squander his body.

After flying to Queming Mountain, those Qi Refining Cultivators were chasing a family cultivator, Li Baoliu!

Li Baosi's biological brother!

Seeing this, Li Chunfeng was furious, and immediately held the magic sword and was about to rush up, but his feet suddenly softened, his body fell to the ground, and then the spirit body separated from Li Fugui's body!

Li Chunfeng looked at Li Fugui's body in astonishment, and saw that Fugui, who was originally full of vigor and aura, looked like a decadent appearance that had lost his spirit, his face was withered, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a scholar who had been sucked by a fox spirit.

"Wan'er, you go and save your sixth uncle, remember not to leave your hands!"

Li Chunfeng gave an order to Wan'er, who promised in a deep voice, raised the Yin Marrow Poisonous Dragon Whip and rushed over.

"Fugui, hey, you kid, don't tell the ancestor if your aura is overdrawn!"

Li Chunfeng sighed faintly, only to see Li Fugui squeeze out a smile with great difficulty.

"Old, ancestor, Fugui's useless body, as long as you can help the family and help the ancestor, you will die, and you will have no regrets!"

Li Fugui's words were difficult and sonorous, which made Li Chunfeng, who once thought he was a sissy, a little ashamed, and hurriedly used his aura to amplify it, wanting to help Fugui recover, but found it useless.

The increase in spiritual power can only increase its spiritual power by ten percent, but at this time, Fugui's spiritual power has been exhausted, or there are only a few wisps, even if it is increased by ten percent, it will not help.

Li Chunfeng gritted his teeth, and turned to look at Li Wan'er, who was fighting with several Wang family monks, the Yin Marrow Poisonous Dragon Whip was extremely vicious, and a single whip could knock down a Qi Refining Cultivator.

But Wan'er is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl after all, and she has just entered the cultivation path, and her mind is not so ruthless after all.

"Bao Liu, kill all these people, and leave a crippled living mouth!"

Li Baoliu, who heard the voice of the ancestor, was stunned at first, and then his face with two fresh knife marks showed a hideous look, and the flesh stained with blood and some whitening turned out.

Li Baoliu casually picked up a knife, and his eyes resolutely walked towards those Wang family qi refining masters, one knife and two holes, the knife fell in his hand, four men and one woman, four of the five qi refining cultivators of the Wang family died, including the female qi refining master!

The last short and fat master of the Wang family kept retreating, his vertebrae were broken by Wan'er's whip, and he kept kicking the ground with his short and thick legs, looking at Li Baoliu who was constantly approaching, his eyes were full of fear.

Li Baoliu walked in and slashed at the leg of the short and fat qi refining master, and his left leg was directly cut in two, the blood flowed like an injection, and the short and fat qi refining man roared like a pig.

Li Baoliu held the knife in his backhand, pointed at the face of the short and fat monk, gritted his teeth, and said: "Call again, Lao Tzu killed you with a knife! If it weren't for the ancestor's life, how could your sixth master spare you from death?"

When the short and fat qi refining monk heard this, he really covered his mouth with his hands, he had been frightened by Li Baoliu's ferocity, snot and tears flowed all over his face, and he wanted to kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy, but he was unable to move by the sharp pain of the broken leg.

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