I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

Xuan Kun, who was making a fire and cooking, kept his Yuanying consciousness locked on the newcomer.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on his expressionless face.

"So it's him. I never suspected this guy after all my considerations." Xuan Kun shook his head in his heart.

This person landed not far from Xuan Kun, put away his flying sword and made no other moves.

Xuan Kun sensed that he had not entered the formation, so he pretended to stand up and look up.

He hurriedly clasped his hands in surprise and politely said, "Elder Mingcheng, why are you here?"

The person who came was Wang Mingcheng, the son of clan leader Wang Sanming. Xuan Kun really didn't expect that Wang Mingcheng was the man behind the scenes. If Wang Mingcheng was the man behind the scenes,

Could there be a big hand behind the scenes, the clan leader Wang Sanming, or even worse, the Green Spirit Fairy, the master of Wang Yiming and Wang Tianmei?

But the Green Spirit Fairy can definitely be ruled out first. After all, if she wanted to take action, she would have done it herself a long time ago.

But Wang Yiming had already died when Wang Mingfu left Wangtian City to guard the spiritual vein.

Xuan Kun sensed something was wrong and swept his Nascent Soul consciousness across the area, only to discover that the aura of the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage had disappeared.

The biggest culprit now could only be Wang Sanming.

The tall and thin middle-aged man opposite Wang Mingcheng smiled.

"Tianli, come here, I'll give you some treasures, and you can also bring some to Mei'er."

Wang Mingcheng's words made Xuan Kun feel a chill in his heart. He was certain in his heart that this person was definitely the one behind Wang Lishu.

Wang Mingcheng was really too cautious. He must have thought that he had set up a formation so far away from him and then tricked him into passing through.

But he probably didn't know that Wang Lishu had already exposed Wang Mingcheng's existence.

After all, the other party would never think that Wang Tianli was Xuan Kun.

Xuan Kun also politely replied, "Elder, please come over. I have food here. You can also come over and have some."

Wang Mingcheng felt like a thousand horses were running through his mind, thinking, how could it be so difficult to deceive a kid like you?

Wang Mingcheng's spiritual sense swept across and indeed did not find the existence of the formation, but he still did not dare to be careless. He looked at Xuan Kun and immediately spoke in a commanding tone.

"This elder is now able to fast and no longer needs to eat grains. I command you to come here immediately."

Xuan Kun didn't buy it either. Entering the Foundation Establishment Realm was not like the Qi Refining Realm where one could rely on magic weapons to cross realms and kill people.

Since the magic weapons were not much different, I, who was in the early stage of foundation building, could not kill Wang Mingcheng, who was in the middle stage of foundation building.

Even if I don't have a few more top-level magic weapons from the other party, I can't do it. The best I can do is protect myself.

It's not a situation where death is inevitable, and Xuan Kun doesn't want his Nascent Soul consciousness to explode, as that would cause his Nascent Soul to backfire and cause him to suffer serious damage.

Xuan Kun looked at Wang Mingcheng who ordered him to go over and raised his middle finger, "Come here!"

Wang Mingcheng was stunned. What was this kid doing? He understood what he heard, but couldn't understand what he saw. He shouted angrily again.

"Boy, do you dare to violate the clan rules and disobey the elders? Come here quickly!"

Xuan Kun raised his middle fingers with both hands, then grabbed his ears with both hands and turned them in circles, muttering

"I don't want to listen, I hope Cheng Wangba will recite the scriptures. I don't want to listen, I hope Cheng Wangba will recite the scriptures."

Wang Mingcheng understood what he said and instantly became furious. This young man actually just called himself a cuckold.

The foundation-building consciousness scanned Xuan Kun's surroundings again, scanning seven or eight times in a row before controlling a red dagger to pierce Xuan Kun.

Xuan Kun, who was still spinning and chanting, sensed the incoming flying sword and rolled sideways to avoid the attack of the red dagger.

Wang Mingcheng hooked his hand, and the red flying sword that had stabbed past turned around and stabbed towards Xuan Kun again.

Xuan Kun hurriedly took out the mahogany shield that Master Wang Ming gave him before he left and blocked the attack of the red dagger.

With a bang, Xuan Kun was knocked away by the red dagger along with his shield.

"That old guy Wang Mingfu even gave you this shield," Wang Mingcheng said gritting his teeth.

Xuan Kun had no time to pay attention to him. He was constantly stabbed by the red dagger. He kept using his shield to block the fire pit set up around him and rolled over.

Wang Mingfu, who was standing by, glanced a few more times but still found nothing. Then a long sword shining with golden light appeared in his hand, with lightning flashing on it.

He slashed at Xuan Kun who was being attacked by the red dagger.

Suddenly, the surroundings lit up, spiritual energy gathered upwards, and countless golden spiritual flying swords appeared above the head.

Wang Mingcheng, who was halfway towards the target, was stunned and stopped running forward. Looking at the empty golden flying sword, Wang Mingcheng felt a great threat.

Isn't it said that the sword formation can only hurt those in the early stage of foundation building? Wang Mingcheng feels that this sword formation can kill him directly.

He understood, he understood everything. He had fallen into Wangtianli's trap from the very beginning.

What Wang Lishu felt was that Wang Tianli told him to know, and it was Xuan Kun who asked him to escape back and inform him.

He misled me. With the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, he could kill Wang Tianli at will, and today was the best opportunity to lure me out to kill this kid.

And everything that happened just now was just an act by Wang Tianli, just to trick himself into entering the formation.

He thought he was the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, but he didn't expect that what he caught was a poisonous snake disguised as a cicada.

Wang Mingcheng, who had thought everything through, looked at Xuan Kun and asked tremblingly:

"You know everything, this is all your trap." The red dagger has already flown back to Wang Mingcheng.

Xuan Kun nodded and said bluntly, "I figured it all out. You're really smart. You've been hiding it for so long, and only now did I realize it was you who wanted to kill me."

Wang Mingcheng nodded and sat on a stone on the ground.

"I also want to know what level this sword formation is. Why do I feel like it can kill me at any time?"

Looking at Wang Tiancheng, whose death was under his control, Xuan Kun did not dare to be careless. People's hearts were too dark, and Xuan Kun did not dare to guess. But there were some things Xuan Kun also wanted to know, so he explained.

"This is the Tianyuan Sword Formation, which can kill cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage, so you can't stop it. I've explained it to you, can you also explain to me why you're killing me?"

Wang Mingcheng smiled and clapped his hands, clapping, clapping, clapping,

"Okay, relax. I'll tell you everything. My father, the clan leader Wang Sanming, and my uncle Wang Yiming, the strongest man in the family, don't have much time left."

Wang Mingcheng looked at Xuan Kun and laughed. Xuan Kun nodded. The life span of a foundation-building cultivator is at most about two hundred years. Even Wang Mingcheng is over a hundred years old, and the other two are almost the same.

Then he said, "Don't stop, keep talking."

Wang Mingcheng's expression suddenly darkened and his tone became distorted with anger.

"My aptitude is not good. I can only reach the middle stage of foundation building in this life, not the late stage. My son is a mortal and has no spiritual roots at all. So my father wants to pass the position of clan leader to your grandfather after his death."

Wang Mingcheng pointed at Xuan Kun and said sternly.

"Yes, my son and I can't do it, but I still have my granddaughter. My granddaughter has a natural spiritual root and will definitely form a golden elixir in the future. Why does your grandfather compete with me?"

Looking at Wang Mingcheng's distorted face, Xuan Kun sneered.

"So you killed his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson?"