Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

The Water Mirror Demon Lotus was suppressed from the air by the purple chain. The other end of the chain was connected to the tripod, roaring and spinning.

"Don't struggle!"

Song Yiming stroked the tripod with one hand and tapped the wall of the tripod lightly, making a dongdong sound.

The Water Mirror Demon Lotus looked pale and wanted to escape, but was entangled by the chain and pulled back.

"Human, what are you going to do?"

"If you don't stop, I will tear you into pieces when my brother Shu comes out!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Water Mirror Demon Lotus was suppressed in the air and struggled violently, screaming, but the chain was getting tighter and tighter, and it couldn't break free at all.

"Don't move, you should be grateful that you can become my second Yuanying, which is also a great fortune for you!"

"But before that, you need to erase your memory and let you forget everything!"

Song Yiming stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the chain flew up in the air like a dragon, surrounding him.

The Water Mirror Demon Lotus turned into the size of a baby, was entangled by chains, and hung in the air.

"Spiritual consciousness turns into thorns, alien heart urges the spirit, cuts off the cause and effect, and erases the memory!"

A spiritual consciousness attack flew out from Song Yiming, turned into an invisible sword, and pierced into the eyebrows of the Water Mirror Demon Lotus.

"No... I am willing to recognize you as my master, don't erase my memory, don't..."

"Wow... No!"

The Water Mirror Demon Lotus screamed in fear, but all the pleading was in vain.

After a few breaths, Song Yiming loosened the chains, and the demon lotus softened all over, and the vines were all retracted, turning into a five or six-year-old girl and falling to the ground.

This terrifying scene shocked Wang Qing Zhenjun.

"Daoyou Ziwei, you are really hidden. You can capture the Yuanying Demon King alive in such a short time. I am ashamed of this magical power."

From Song Yiming's attack just now to capturing the Water Mirror Demon Lotus, it didn't take long, but the shock it brought was more terrifying than the corpse beetle swarm.

Originally, it was thought that his attack to repel the white ape was just a rumor, but now it seems that Song Yiming's strength can indeed rival that of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

In particular, the purple cauldron can actually lock the body of the demon king. That kind of power is horrifying.

When Wang Qing Zhenjun thought of this, he looked at Song Yiming with more fear.

"No, just now, thanks to Daoyou Wang Qing, who restrained this demon, otherwise I would not have succeeded."

Song Yiming pretended to be modest, took out a wooden barrel filled with spiritual liquid, immersed the Water Mirror Demon Lotus in it, covered it with a wooden lid, and sealed it.

After doing all this, he raised his hand and took all the storage bags left by the elders of the Demon Sect into his arms.

"These are the rewards for my efforts. Daoyou Wang Qing, you should not object, right?"

"Daoyou Ziwei, if you can avenge my apprentice, he will be grateful if he is in heaven."

Wang Qing Zhenjun's eyelashes were all smiling.

On the other side, the blue jade sword butterfly was beaten to a pulp by the corpse beetle swarm and retreated repeatedly.

Song Yiming quickly caught up, cast the Yuling Seal, subdued several blue jade sword butterflies, and put them into the Qiankun Ring, intending to cultivate them in the future.

Then, after picking the spiritual medicine, he rode the Taixu Spirit Snail and walked towards the depths of the valley.

Hualala...

The water flowed rapidly, splashing a flower, a big river flowed, and in the depths of the valley, a waterfall fell, the mist was filled, and the momentum was magnificent.

Below the waterfall, there was a big tree with thick branches, ten feet long, like a giant pillar that supported the sky, inserted into the sky, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and abundant fruits.

What was even more surprising was that as soon as the water flow approached the big tree, it was quickly bounced away by a repulsive force and could not get close at all.

Tianfeng Zhenjun and Hanjian Zhenjun frowned.

"Brother Tianfeng, this tree can bounce all the water from the rivers. Could it be the Dinghai Divine Tree?"

"No, it's not quite there yet. The Dinghai Divine Tree has the law of space and can bounce away all external objects, including the Nine Nether Weak Water."

"This tree is closely related to the Dinghai Divine Tree. It is called Tonghai Pine and contains a trace of the law of space, but there is an essential difference between the two!"

Tianfeng Zhenjun had seen the Dinghai Divine Tree in the ancient secret realm and saw at a glance that this tree was not it.

Tonghai Pine can at most bounce away ordinary water flow by more than ten feet, but it is useless when it comes to the Nine Nether Weak Water.

"The magic weapon refined with Tonghai Pine can be large or small, can shrink at will, and has amazing hardness. It is a good material for refining equipment!"

"Let's cut down this tree and use it to build a spirit boat as an auxiliary material, so that we can report to the leader."

Tianfeng Zhenjun and Hanjian Zhenjun looked at each other and both agreed with this proposal.

However, this Tonghai pine is as hard as ice and red iron, and its roots are deep in the earth. It is not easy to cut it down.

Boom!

The soil vibrated violently, and the roots of the Tonghai pine seemed to be angry, roaring, and a repulsive force shook the two True Lords away.

"Human, you dare to attack it, you are looking for death!"

A soul-eating queen ant crawled out of the pit, with a huge bulging abdomen and dense black thorns, standing up about half a foot.

The face of the queen ant is exactly the same as that of a human, with nine vertical pupils, scanning over, which is creepy.

The rest of the ants also crawled out of the pit, densely packed, with tens of thousands of them.

"Soul-eating ants!"

"A fourth-level queen ant, five hundred third-level soldier ants, and no less than ten thousand ordinary spirit ants..."

The two True Lords took a breath of cold air, and their faces changed drastically.

These tens of thousands of soul-eating ants are enough to destroy a sect. If you don't go all out, it will be difficult to deal with them.

"Brother Tianfeng, what should we do? Should we fight or retreat?"

"This time, the leader asked us to find the Dinghai sacred tree. We can't return empty-handed. This Tonghai pine tree will be used as a substitute for the task."

As soon as the Cold Sword Master finished speaking, the Soul Devouring Ant Queen above his head laughed strangely.

"The Yuanying of human cultivators is a great tonic, much better than the thousand-year-old pine resin."

"This queen has summoned all the people and has been waiting here for a long time. Don't even think about escaping!"

As soon as the voice fell!

Ten thousand Soul Devouring Ants rushed down in a black mass.

"Looking for death!"

The Cold Sword Master immediately waved his flying sword, and a sword light turned into a thousand feet, covering all the ants.

The soldier ant rushed to the front and was split in half by a sword light, but the spirit ants behind him continued to fight, fearless of death.

"Hold on, Brother Han Jian. I'll kill the queen ant first. These soul-eating ants will naturally fall apart!"

Tianfeng Zhenjun flicked his sleeves, and a gust of east wind blew down, blowing the sand and soil on the ground three feet away.

"Wherever the strong wind passes, sand and rocks fly, the earth shakes, and the strong wind is fierce!"

"Tianfeng bag, drop!"

A yellow cloth bag opened its pocket, and a strong wind swept out from it, sucking the soul-eating ants into it.

"Hmph, this is my natal magic weapon, a top-grade spiritual weapon, Tianfeng bag, which has a Xumi space that can hold the heaven and earth, and accommodate mountains and seas."

"No matter how many soul-eating ants you have, there is nowhere to escape!"

Tianfeng Zhenjun laughed loudly, looking very proud.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The soul-eating ants were all sucked away by the Tianfeng bag. The originally huge area became empty, as if it had been looted by a flood.

At this moment, True Lord Han Jian had already fought with the Soul-Eating Ants for hundreds of rounds.