Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Su Jin'er laughed and flickered, and came to Song Yiming in front of him, a charming fragrance, rushing to face.

"Daoyou is a pity, join my Demon Sect?"

"Benzong Taizhong, is a Yuan Ying Zhenjun, with a thousand years of life, and his strength!"

"If you can worship under his door, it will definitely be infinite!"

"Yuan Ying's ancestor?"

Song Yiming frowned, a little surprised.

In Zhao Guo, the monk Yuan Ying was definitely a horror existence, and he almost showed up. I did not expect that there was a Yuan Ying sitting on this day.

Under the door of Yuan Yingqiang, there are definitely countless monks, dreaming.

"Why, are you moving?"

Su Jin'er smiled charmingly, and his hands were like a water snake. He wrapped in Song Yiming's arm and rubbed gently.

On her, she only wore a long black dress, exquisitely delicate body, looming, full of endless temptation.

Song Yiming's eyes were cold, his body was not moving, and an intangible air wall appeared out of thin air, blocking Su Jin'er's jade hand outside.

"Unfortunately, I am not interested in joining the Tianmao Sect!"

"you!"

Su Jin'er's expression was stiff, and he never expected that Song Yiming would refuse so crisp.

You know, Yuan Ying Zhenjun, but Zhao Guo's top existence, countless monks, dreamed that he wanted to worship under the door.

This kid, he didn't even think about it, he refused.

"Song Daoyou, don't be busy refusing first. I am full of sincerity. As long as you are willing to join, you can discuss any conditions."

"Mo Mou just saw that when you crossed the robbery, all the treasures on his body were destroyed by the thunder."

"As long as Daoyou nodded, I can take three magic weapons as a gift!"

Could it be a step forward and look sincere.

In Zhao Guo, the magic weapon is extremely precious. Often, a magic weapon is often sold, which can sell hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones.

Three magic weapons, that is one million spirit stone, enough to make a monk Jindan crazy.

"Sorry, I have decided, please return."

Song Yiming shook his head and turned away.

As soon as he stepped into the Jindan realm, he needed to retreat and repair it, but he had no time to grind the two.

"Huh, this kid, really don't know how to do it!"

Su Jin'er grinded his teeth, his chest was so angry, and he was rising violently.

For the first time, she met such a man who did not give her face.

"I want me to say, capture him directly, bring it back to Zongmen, torture severely, not afraid he will not succumb!"

"No!"

"This person can resist the next three or nine days, and the magical power is not the same. Even if we join forces, we may not be able to win."

"If it is forced to jump the wall in a hurry, it will be lost."

Mo Fei shook his head, and a touch of fear flashed in his eyes.

Although he just entered Jin Dan, Song Yiming's feeling was very dangerous, as if a dormant flood beast, chose a person at any time.

"Go, let's go back, report to the elder, please ask his elderly to make it!"

As soon as the sound fell, the two turned into two glory and disappeared into the sky.

The five poisonous gate was resident, and the robbery became a ruin and needed to be rebuilt.

In order to avoid being disturbed, Song Yiming took Song Yixue and left Yujing City. In the wilderness, he found a quiet valley.

"Elder, why leave Yujing, where is the aura, isn't it very strong?"

Song Yixue was puzzled.

In Yujing City, there is a fourth -order spiritual vein with abundant aura. It is the best place to cultivate. It is much stronger than this poor mountains.

"I am now entering the Jindan realm, I need to retreat and repair it, and I cannot be disturbed."

"And this valley has a natural mist shroud, which can be isolated from the consciousness to investigate, which is suitable for retreat."

Song Yiming smiled slightly, reached out his fingers, and a spiritual light was splashed out, and he did not enter the mountain wall.

Long Long!

A roar sounded, hard mountain walls, like tofu, were cut out of an entrance of Xu Xu.

Song Yiming walked in. In the innermost, it was a stone room of Zhang Xu Fang. The air was moist and filled with a fragrance.

He waved his sleeve robe, a pile of spirit stones flew out of the storage bag, fell on the stone room floor, and piled up a hill.

Well!

A rumor came from the sky, and Song Yiming was caught in his hand.

The phonetic symbol burst and turned into a light.

"Song Xiaoyou, your purple magic scorpion, when will you come to the town ghost Guan support?"

"Also, how did you think about going to the Yin Division Realm?"

The voice of Yuquan sounded in Song Yiming's ears.

In the past three months, he has been retreating hard work, but he has forgotten that the ghost of the Yin Di world has begun to attack Zhao Guo.

"This east is coming to the stone, which contains innate purple gas. For the" Ziyun True Sutra ", there is a hundred and thousands of times of gain, I must get it!"

"Things to go to the Yin Di Realm can promise."

Song Yiming's thoughts turned all over, and quickly decided.

If you just sit down and cultivate to Yuanying Realm, you do n’t know the year of the monkey and the moon, and if you have Donglai Shenshi auxiliary, you can cultivate a thousand miles a day.

"Yixue, you practice here, I'll go out."

"Elder, I want to go too!"

Song Yixue pursed his lips and looked forward to it.

"You are too weak, let's stay in the valley. If I haven't returned a year, you will return to the Yunmengshan Range."

Song Yiming instructed to walk out of the stone room, a spiritual light, and fell on the mountain wall to seal the entrance of the hole again.

After doing all this, he flashed and turned into a beam of light, rising into the sky and disappearing into the vast sea of ​​clouds.