Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Sun Xiaokong also has a clear goal.

He took Long Aotian and hid behind Huo San, and he didn't show his face even if he was killed.

"Master Master, those two old bastards are going to kill me..."

"Why, now you think of us, didn't you teach your disciples domineeringly just now that you want to carry out the extermination of the sect to the end..." Huo San teased with a half-smile.

"Hey..." Sun Xiaokong scratched his head with a smile.

"Isn't it because of the support of Master's wife behind us that we have no fear? You two are the source of our courage..."

At this time, the two ancestors of the Song family had already caught up.

Standing in the sky, staring at everyone present.

The seniority of the two is extremely high, even facing the four great longevity families, they still don't need to lower their figures.

On the contrary, many juniors present stepped forward to salute.

"Meet the two ancestors..."

Naturally, this also included the young masters of the four great longevity families, as well as the young man in golden robes with the aura of a king.

The Patriarch of the Song family snorted coldly, and didn't have much good looks.

They could naturally feel that the Patriarch of the Song family's aura was cut off here.

At the same time, it also means that all the people gathered here are inseparable. Even if they have never done anything, they are all cold-eyed bystanders who gloated at others' misfortune.

"Little thief, you also killed the Patriarch of the Song family?"

"So what, hit me if you have the ability, just a little bit..." Sun Xiaokong stuck his head out from behind Huo San, sticking out his tongue confidently.

"You..." The ancestor of the Song family stared with anger, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he felt that his chest and lungs were about to explode.

But he didn't dare to make a move for a while.

Because Huo San and Hu Li standing in front of Sun Xiaokong made them fearful, and they couldn't see through reality at all.

"You two fellow daoists, please make way for me, the Song family will be grateful..."

But at this time, Sun Xiaokong started to interrupt again.

"Your Song family? Isn't it just you two left in the Song family? Don't tell me you two are old and shameless, and now you are still thinking of raising your whip from the side and fighting for glory again?"

"Bastard! What are you talking about!"

"Tell me you two old cows eat tender grass... You are so old, but you still want to create another Song family, do you have that ability..."

"Little beast, you are courting death!" One of the ancestors of the Song family couldn't bear it any longer, and opened his mouth to spit out a rainbow, piercing through the void, and heading straight for Sun Xiaokong's head.

The latter dodged behind Huo San.

"Master, save me!"

His intuition told him that at this time, calling the teacher must be more in charge than the unreliable Master.

Sure enough, in the next instant, the terrifying Shenhong suddenly turned into an icicle, fell to the ground with a "snap", and shattered.

Naturally, it was Hu Li's hand.

With just one move of faith, everything can be frozen. Nine Heavens Ice Jade Magic Art is so overbearing and sharp.

The two ancestors of the Song family immediately became vigilant, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Intuition tells them that the Cultivation Base of the person who makes the shot must be far above them, and neither the peak of the transformation nor the state of Shattering Void is impossible.

Hu Lilian moved lightly and took a few steps forward.

"Since Xiaokong is our disciple, he naturally cannot tolerate being bullied by others... Anyone who violates it will be killed!"

Immediately, a murderous aura surged into the sky, and the temperature of the entire imperial city dropped instantly, making one's hair stand on end.

The two ancestors of the Song family were scared out of their wits and waved their hands back again and again.

"No, no, we won't kill, we won't kill..."

"The past grievances are wiped out, and we will not offend the river!"

Hu Li sneered and nodded Yaoyao: "No, you have already started..."

When the words fell, the two ancestors of the Song family had already been turned into ice sculptures, which inexplicably made everyone present feel as if they had passed away.

"Huh—" Sun Xiaokong stroked his chest and let out a long breath.

"Thank you, Mistress!"

Hu Li smiled sweetly, with a bit of the elder's pampering for the younger.

"Little apprentice, is it better to be a master or a master?" Huo San asked suddenly.

"Master...Master is fine, hehe..." Sun Xiaokong was almost fooled, but fortunately he had too many routines, so he was prepared invisibly.

"Good boy, you didn't get the trick, you've made a lot of progress."

"Master taught well, Master taught well, hehe..."

"Hey shit, I think your old apprentice was almost played to death by you," Huo San pouted unhappily, "Hey, you ignored his hand..."

"Ah?" Sun Xiaokong took a few steps back abruptly, only then did he remember that Long Aotian had suffered a combined blow from the ancestor of the Song family just now, and was already seriously injured.

"Master, save him quickly, the old apprentice is dying..."

Huo San spread his hands, expressing that you will solve the mess you made by yourself.

"Brother Daoist, Song Qingliu from the Song family has a little knowledge of medical alchemy, if you don't mind, can I let you take a look..." The handsome young man from the Song family stepped forward and said.

Sun Xiaokong's eyes lit up, and he expressed his thanks with cupped hands.

Song Qingliu didn't hesitate, and immediately let go of the Divine Sense, covering the whole body of the unconscious Long Aotian.

His brows gradually frowned, as if the latter's injury was not optimistic.

"How's the situation? I can still control it..." Sun Xiaokong couldn't help being a little nervous. Since the Master said to let himself be responsible, there is a high probability that he won't make a move.

Therefore, we can only pin our hopes on others.

"Uh... To be honest, Lingtu... It seems that the injury is not serious. The internal organs of the Meridians have been damaged, and the vitality has been seriously lost..."

"Is there still salvation?"

Song Qingliu was silent for a moment before responding: "Don't worry, there is help."

He flipped his palm, and a pine cone-shaped medicine stove appeared in front of everyone.

"Pine Treasure Furnace!" Many people recognized this treasure at a glance, and they couldn't help but secretly startled.

It seems that the Song family has to spend a lot of money if they want to win people's hearts.

The pine treasure furnace is not actually a medicine furnace, but a life-saving protection treasure.

And it's a one-off.

Only the important figures of the Song family have it.

"Later, I will put the disciples in it, so that I can temporarily stabilize the injury..."

"Cousin Qingliu!" In the crowd, the girl from the Song family was winking desperately at Song Qingliu, intending to prevent the latter from rescuing her.

After all, the pine treasure furnace is too precious.

Even the young masters of the Song family only own one statue.

But Song Qingliu smiled, without any hesitation, he took Long Aotian in with a thought.

"Brother Dao, please don't worry, my pine treasure stove is still a little bit good. Even if you are seriously injured and dying, as long as you stay in the spirit, you can still save your life within a month..."

"Thank you!" Sun Xiaokong cupped fist again.

"Don't thank me for your great kindness. If Brother Song is useful to Sun in the future, he will never refuse, and he will not back down when the thunder strikes."