Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

The woman died on the spot, and her body was dragged all the way to the depths of the forest by the black tree roots.

Li Changye and his companions were stunned by this scene, and it took them a while to react.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat! This... this is the root of the tree demon, it can actually extend here, run!"

He originally wanted to pick a few third-level spiritual medicines in the periphery to see if he could add a Jindan Zhenren to the family.

Unexpectedly, the periphery was also so dangerous. The tree demon must be in the Nascent Soul stage, and the roots were even more incredible, which could actually extend for thousands of miles.

"Clan leader, there is fog all around, which direction should we go?"

"Nonsense, of course we retreat, the farther away from the towering ancient tree, the better!"

Boom!

The ground shook, the soil surged, and the two foundation-building clansmen were all trapped in the soil, entangled by the tree roots and blood vessels, unable to move.

Li Changye's Jindan cultivation was quite good, and he immediately sacrificed his flying sword and slashed at the black tree roots, which was how he escaped by luck.

"Chief, help me!"

"I... am entangled by the tree roots, my spiritual power is trapped, and I can't move."

In the blink of an eye, the two foundation-building clansmen were pulled into the soil, leaving only a pool of blood, flashing underground.

"No! Qingtian, Qingfu, don't!"

Li Changye's eyes were red, but he didn't dare to get close. The tree roots seemed to have life and quickly drilled into the ground, and he couldn't catch up at all.

This scene happened not only in the Qingping Li family, but everyone who entered the passage encountered a similar situation. For a while, there were heavy casualties.

"Grand Elder, did you hear it? It seems that someone asked for help just now. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

In a thick fog, Song Yixue looked nervous, clenched her pink fist, and gestured to Song Yiming.

"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God, people are killed every day, how can I manage it?"

"Let's go, Yixue, this fog can hinder the consciousness, don't stay too far away from me, otherwise it's easy to get lost."

Song Yiming waved his hand, took Song Yilong, and turned to leave.

Song Yixue also knew that the weak are the prey of the strong in the world of cultivation, and kindness is not a good thing, but even so, she still kept a trace of kindness in her heart.

The three of them moved forward and soon entered a valley. There was mist in front of them, and a huge water lily was planted in a sea of ​​flowers.

"Huh, I finally got out."

"Yiming's consciousness is much stronger than mine. This is the level that Yuanying Zhenjun can reach!"

Song Yilong sighed in his heart, his eyes full of envy.

Just now in the fog, his consciousness could only cover one zhang, but Song Yiming was not affected and easily found the exit.

They were born of the same mother, one was in the early stage of foundation building, and the other was in the early stage of Yuanying. The difference in qualifications is really too big.

"I used my spiritual sense to investigate and found that there are only three of us in this valley. It seems that the other cultivators are trapped in the fog and can't get out."

"That's good. If we encounter treasures later, there will be fewer people to avoid being disturbed by outsiders."

Just as Song Yiming finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"Who?"

Looking back, a white-haired witch appeared in sight with three Jindan elders. They were the Supreme Elder of the Tianmo Sect.

The True Lord Wangqing was dressed in black, with a cold face, delicate features, and cold eyes, giving people a feeling of ruthlessness and cutting off love.

"I didn't expect that an unknown small family could produce a True Lord of Yuanying. It really surprised me."

"You are the True Lord Ziwei. I heard that you successfully condensed the Yuanying when you were less than half a century old. You are praised as a genius that Zhao State has not seen for a thousand years."

The True Lord Wangqing looked at Song Yiming, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. It seems that he didn't expect that this person was so young, but his cultivation was not inferior to hers.

Logically speaking, those who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage are at least a hundred years old. It is the first time to see someone like Song Yiming who is less than 30 years old.

The other Jindan elders looked at Song Yiming with surprise. This young man was actually a foundation-building cultivator 20 years ago?

"You... You are Fellow Daoist Song. You have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage!"

Mo Feiyan's eyes almost popped out. He didn't have much contact with Song Yiming. He only knew that he was in Yujing City and broke through the Jindan stage in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, in just ten years of not seeing each other, he actually jumped a major realm and became a Nascent Soul powerhouse!

How could he not admire this aptitude?

"Disciple Mo, don't be unreasonable. He is a True Lord of the Nascent Soul. Don't call him by his name. Why don't you apologize quickly?"

"Yes, disciple knows I was wrong!"

Mo Feiyan smiled bitterly in his heart. He was an ant before, then became a fellow Daoist, and now directly became a senior. This change is really too big.

"Daoyou Wangqing, I heard from your elders that there should be a group of Yuanying masters besides us. Why didn't I see them?"

"I heard that too." Wangqing Zhenjun thought for a while, "It should be those people who have some means to break the flight ban."

"Oh, so those who have means can ignore the ban, no wonder they can get ahead of us."

Song Yiming smiled, and suddenly his face changed. He stared at the sea of ​​flowers in front of him with a frown.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"That's..."

In the sea of ​​flowers, the huge water lily suddenly made a "swish" sound, and blue petals emerged from all directions.

There was a butterfly attached to each petal, there were hundreds of them, with wings spread out, dancing gracefully, making people involuntarily approach.

"Wow, what a beautiful spirit butterfly!"

Song Yixue approached curiously, wanting to find out, but Song Yiming pulled her.

"Don't go over there, that's the Blue Jade Sword Butterfly, it looks like it has reached the third level. Even for me, facing so many sword butterflies, it would take some effort."

The Blue Jade Sword Butterfly is not big, only one foot long, with blue wings as thin as cicada wings, like a sharp sword, and looks very exquisite.

But don't be fooled by its appearance, this spirit butterfly is ranked 88th on the Ancient Spirit Insect List, and has innate sword energy, killing people is like mowing grass.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless spirit butterflies, making sharp sword sounds, carrying terrifying sword energy, rushed towards everyone!

"Not good!"

"There are more than a hundred of these third-level Blue Jade Sword Butterflies, Fellow Daoist Song, let's attack together!"

Facing the overwhelming sword light, Wang Qing Zhenjun made seals with his hands, and a big bell flew out, turning into a golden light, covering the people of Tianmo Sect.

"Be careful, pay attention to your head!"

Song Yixue subconsciously raised his head, only to see a light and shadow above his head, and countless sword lights fell from his head.

"Damn, these sword butterflies are too scary!"

Her face was ashen, and she could not avoid them. Song Yiming, who was beside her, took them into his arms and waved his hand.

The Taixu Spirit Snail shot out, and with a flash of spiritual light, it sucked the three people into the snail shell and hid in a closed space.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The blue sword butterflies frantically pounced on the Taixu Spirit Snail. Countless sword energies made it tremble with a buzzing sound, but they could not break through the defense.

"This... Taixu Spirit Snail!"

"It turned out that this person stole my thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng. No wonder he was able to break through the Nascent Soul!"