Rebuilding the Xiuxian family

"Everyone works together to cast the most powerful spell!" Li Zhirui calmed down, shouted loudly, and used the Needle Rain Technique without hesitation.

Thirty-six pine needles that could kill people were hidden in the rain of countless needles. Although the casual cultivators were on guard, some fragile defensive auras could not stop the pine needles with the power to break the law.

In an instant, several monks died mysteriously. No wounds could be seen on their bodies, not a drop of blood flowed out, and even the expressions on their faces did not change at all, as if they were not dead, but asleep.

Li Zhirui's strange method temporarily frightened the casual cultivators present, and they did not dare to rush forward crazily.

Several other monks from the Li family also followed suit, and all kinds of spells were thrown at the casual cultivators.

Many casual cultivators were crushed to death by these spells before they had time to react. Their deaths were extremely miserable, and some were even beaten into a pulp.

At this time, the casual cultivators did not dare to come forward, and many even retreated silently, preparing to find other shops.

"With so many of us working together, this formation can't stop us at all, and as long as we break the formation, the large amount of spiritual stones earned by the Li family, and the spiritual elixirs and magic weapons they store here will all belong to us! "

"Let me do it!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Zhirui's attention immediately caught his attention. His eyes were like lightning, and he quickly found his traces, an inconspicuous-looking monk.

Li Zhirui immediately mobilized a few pine needles to block his escape route, and other deadly needles suddenly pricked down.

Buzz!

Unexpectedly, this person was already prepared. The moment the pine needles fell, a ray of light suddenly protected him, and he looked at Li Zhirui in the formation with a sneer on his face.

"Just because you still want to kill me?" The monk with the orb on his head revealed his true cultivation at this moment. This person turned out to be a monk at the ninth level of Qi training.

"He just used a hidden magic weapon. As long as we are well defensive, he can't do anything to us, but there are a lot of resources in the formation, which can give us further training resources!"

The monk shouted: "Kill!"

"You are seeking death!" Li Zhirui's face was gloomy and scary, but before Li Shiren came back, he had to defend the formation and the people in the formation no matter what.

At this time, Li Zhirui also saw that the other party showed up in the first place because he saw his methods and wanted to lure him to use pine needles, and then block them to dispel the fear in the hearts of other monks.

"Call out all the spiritual beasts. No matter what, we must hold on until Uncle Ren comes back!"

The defensive power of Stonehenge is good, and ordinary foundation-building monks may not be able to break it. However, Li Zhirui, who presides over the formation, is only a Qi-training monk who has never learned the formation. He cannot use the formation to its full potential. Powerful, and there are too many casual cultivators.

If Li Zhirui only defends but does not attack, Stonehenge may not be able to hold out for long before it will be broken.

"Daqing, cast the control spell." After Li Zhirui said that, he began to concentrate on controlling the formation, hoping to maximize the power of the Stonehenge.

Seeing Li Zhirui's calmness and calmness, several other tribesmen no longer felt so scared, and one after another spiritual beasts appeared in the narrow backyard.

The jade-billed eagle, the green-eyed tiger, the white crane, the fire crow, and the stone ape, five second-grade spiritual beasts that have always maintained the clan and are commonly contracted by the Li family, all appear on the scene.

Although they only have Qi training skills, the power of their spells is not weak. Coupled with the attacks of several other tribesmen, they are fighting back and forth with hundreds of casual cultivators.

Of course, this is because several members of the Li family are protected by defensive formations. Although the casual cultivators also cast defensive spells, they are not as good as in the end. In order to save their own lives, they mostly defend passively rather than launch attacks.

Because once they are careless, the few extra corpses around them will be their fate!

These monks all died at the hands of Li Zhirui. Even if they knew Li Zhirui's attack method, it would be useless, because the pine needles have a spell-breaking effect. If their defense is not strong enough, the pine needles waiting for the opportunity will launch an attack. Take their lives.

"Why isn't Uncle Ren back yet?" Li Zhirui was extremely anxious. He didn't have much mana left in his body!

Stonehenge is supplemented by spirit stones, which does not consume much of Li Zhirui's mana, but the Pine Needle is different. Just activating it all the time consumes a lot of mana, not to mention attacking others from time to time.

Li Zhirui gritted his teeth and swallowed another spirit-boosting pill. He didn't have time to refine it carefully, so he used this magic power to maintain the pine needles.

This approach will cause damage to the meridians, but the situation is critical now, and Li Zhirui doesn't care so much. As long as he can survive, he can return to his family to cultivate for a few months.

"They can't last much longer!" the leader of the ninth-level Qi Practitioner suddenly shouted loudly. The originally low morale of the casual cultivators immediately rose up, as if they had been given a shot of blood, and launched another attack on Stonehenge.

Dozens or hundreds of spells came towards us, and various spiritual lights lit up at night. They looked very gorgeous, but under this beautiful scene, there was full of murderous intent to kill people.

As for the formation that had persisted for so long, under their attacks, the aura began to dim, and the protective shield began to fluctuate violently.

Li Zhirui stared at the man, but he was hiding in the crowd, and the orb above his head was faintly restraining the pine needles, so he was unable to deal with him.

Another point that Li Zhirui was very puzzled about was that these casual cultivators had already paid such a heavy price and had so many people die, yet they were still unwilling to retreat. Occasionally, there were casual cultivators passing by to join them.

Li Zhirui could still understand the latter, but he couldn't understand how the casual cultivator who was always greedy for life and afraid of death could be so tenacious this time.

"Zhirui, we have exhausted our magic power." A certain tribesman suddenly spoke, interrupting Li Zhirui's meditation.

Li Zhirui frowned slightly, thought for a moment, took out a few spirit-replenishing pills from the storage bag, and said, "You guys, hurry up and restore your mana. I'll maintain the formation."

At the critical moment, everyone was not polite to Li Zhirui, and immediately swallowed the spirit-boosting pill and refined the spirit pill as quickly as possible.

Li Zhirui took out 500 spirit stones from the storage bag in the store and put them into the core of the formation to improve the defense of Stonehenge. But the key to the problem now is that the formation flag is beginning to crack.

If this continues, it won't take long for them to break the formation. By then, Li Zhirui and others will have absolutely no way to survive!

The casual cultivators seemed to realize that they were about to run out of gas, and each of them attacked harder and harder. Many even let go of their defenses and launched attacks crazily.

Countless spells hit the defensive aura, causing waves, and the cracks on the formation flag became bigger and bigger. For a while, the Stonehenge was crumbling, and it would be broken if it could not hold on for long.

"Zhirui, after the formation is broken, you can escape through the back door. We will try our best to help you stop these rogue cultivators." A clan uncle of the same generation suddenly said.

Li Zhirui was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that such a drama would happen to him.

"It's us elders who are useless and keep asking you to stand in front of us. Now it's our turn to do something for you, a junior." Another clan uncle said with a smile.

"If you can return to the family, help me tell your aunt that I am sorry for her..."

"Uncles!" Li Zhirui's voice was choked with sobs. He wanted to say something to encourage everyone, saying that they would never end up in such a miserable state, but no words came out after he opened his mouth.

Because everyone knew in their hearts that unless a miracle happened, it would be good luck for one of them to escape alive, and they gave this only chance to Li Zhirui.

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