Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Seeing this, the Blood River Patriarch looked ferocious and was about to chase him.

But Qingye Jian was relentless and spit out a green spiritual net again to stop him.

With Qingye Jian blocking the Blood River Patriarch, Song Yiming rushed out of the altar smoothly.

However, as soon as he rushed out of the altar, Song Yiming felt a murderous aura rushing towards him.

I saw that outside the altar, I don’t know when, it was surrounded by disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect.

These disciples, with cold eyes and murderous aura, obviously received the order of the Blood River Patriarch and waited here.

"Boy, stop looking, you can't escape!"

"Just surrender obediently, maybe we can give you a quick death."

"Brother, this man is only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but he can force the sect master to use the Blood River Seal. It's really weird."

"Hmph, so what? He has been surrounded by us. Today, he can't escape."

Looking at the surrounded Song Yiming, the Blood River Patriarch in the altar had a ferocious look and a cruel smile on his face.

He wanted to see how Song Yiming could escape this time?

Facing the Blood Robe Sect disciples who were like a tide, Song Yiming was not panicked at all, but a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Originally, I didn't want to commit too many murders, but you guys forced me to do it."

"In that case, I will use you as a scapegoat and make the Blood Robe Sect the object of my prestige."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yiming slapped the spirit beast bag, and thousands of detonating insects flew out.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The detonating insects flapped their wings and flew towards the disciples of the Blood Robe Sect like yellow sand all over the sky.

"What the hell is this?"

The faces of the disciples of the Blood Robe Sect changed drastically when they saw the detonating insects flying towards them.

They could feel the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations on these flying insects.

However, before they could react, the detonating insects exploded directly.

Bang, bang, bang!

The explosions came one after another and never stopped.

The entire outside of the altar turned into a sea of ​​gunpowder smoke.

Ah!

The shrill screams resounded through the sky, and countless broken arms and limbs were splashed everywhere, and blood flowed like a river, like a purgatory on earth.

Seeing this scene, the Blood River Ancestor in the altar was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

Thousands of first-level spiritual insects, how could this be possible?

You know, cultivating spiritual insects is more resource-intensive than cultivating monks.

Let alone thousands of first-order spirit insects, even hundreds of them cannot be cultivated by ordinary foundation-building cultivators.

This kid is only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, how could he cultivate so many spirit insects?

The Blood River Patriarch couldn't figure it out, but at this moment, he was more worried about his own safety.

He could see that the power of these detonating insects, although not enough to kill him, could also cause a lot of trouble.

If Song Yiming controlled these detonating insects, he would probably be seriously injured if he was killed.

Thinking of this, the Blood River Patriarch had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Swish!

At this moment, a sword light suddenly flew from outside the altar and took the head of the Blood River Patriarch.

"Damn it!"

The Blood River Patriarch's expression changed drastically, and without thinking, he blasted out with a palm.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the sword light directly pierced through the bloody big hand and stabbed at the Blood River Patriarch without losing its momentum.

"What?"

The pupils of the Blood River Patriarch shrank. He felt a fatal crisis from the sword light.

Not daring to be careless, he quickly urged his spiritual power to condense a blood-colored barrier to block himself.

Dang!

The sword light pierced the blood-colored barrier, and there was a sound of metal colliding, and sparks flew.

The Blood River Patriarch only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person was shocked back several steps. He stepped on the edge of the altar and barely stopped.

At this time, the sword light also completely dissipated.

"Blood River Daoist Fellow, how are you!"

An indifferent voice sounded outside the altar!

Immediately afterwards, a long rainbow cut through the void and landed on the edge of the altar, revealing the figure of an old man in gray robes.

"It's you, Song Luoyun!"

Seeing the person who drew the sword, the Blood River Patriarch's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were full of fear.

The gray-robed old man who suddenly appeared was the patriarch of the Yunmeng Song family, Song Luoyun.

Song Yiming's face lit up: "Clan leader!"

"You did a good job, leave it to me next!"

Song Luoyun nodded slightly to Song Yiming, then looked at the Blood River Patriarch with a cold expression.

"Fellow Daoist Xuehe, your Xueyi Sect and my Yunmeng Song Clan have always kept their distance from each other."

"Today, you dared to attack my Song Clan's children. Do you really think that my Song Clan is easy to bully?"

The Blood River Patriarch almost died of anger when he heard this.

At this time, this old thing is still pretending?

"Song Luoyun, stop pretending here!"

"You set a trap to kill our sect's guardian, and sent this kid to take away the flag of the mountain protection formation, and even killed my son!"

"Today, this ancestor will not let you go!"

At this point, he paused and looked at Song Yiming with a gloomy face.

"However, I underestimated you. You were willing to sacrifice thousands of explosive bugs to deal with our sect. What a good plan, what a good plan!"

Listening to the words of the Blood River Patriarch, Song Luoyun was stunned.

It was indeed the idea of ​​the Elders' Council to set up a trap to kill the left and right guardians and send Song Yiming to break the mountain protection formation.

But, what does thousands of explosive bugs have to do with him?

Song Luoyun frowned, and then he discovered the countless explosive bugs outside the altar, as well as the corpses of the Blood Robe Sect disciples all over the ground.

"This..."

Song Luoyun was dumbfounded, looking at Song Yiming with a puzzled face.

He didn't give Song Yiming the explosive bug at all!

As if he saw Song Luoyun's doubt, Song Yiming quickly told the story in a simple way.

Of course, he concealed the matter of the insect bottle and only said that he cultivated the spiritual insects himself.

After listening to Song Yiming's words, Song Luoyun was stunned.

In a year, thousands of first-level explosive bugs were cultivated. Is this still a human being?

A monster!

At this time, the Blood River Patriarch had lost his patience, shouted coldly, and killed the two.

"Today, this sect master will risk his life to kill this little beast in front of you, so that you can also experience the pain of losing your son!"

"Blood rain all over the sky!"

Accompanied by a roar!

The Blood River Patriarch's momentum surged, and his spiritual power rolled, turning into a continuous blood rain, with a pungent bloody smell, rushing towards Song Yiming.

Every drop of blood rain exudes a chilling chill, as if it can penetrate metal and stone.

"Xuehe, your opponent is me!"

Looking at the blood rain falling all over the sky, Song Luoyun's expression was cold, without any intention of retreating. He shook the long sword in his hand and went forward.

Clang clang clang!

The sword light collided with the blood rain, bursting out dazzling sparks, and the terrifying force spread out!

For a moment, the entire altar was filled with a murderous aura!

"Kill! Follow the clan leader to kill the remnants of the Blood Robe Sect!"

"For every evil cultivator of the Blood Robe Sect killed, 500 spirit stones will be rewarded!"

"Kill the Blood River Patriarch!"

Suddenly, a shout of killing sounded!

Thousands of Song family members, led by the foundation-building elders, rushed into the altar and fought with the disciples of the Blood Robe Sect.

These are the elite of the Song family, and each of them has a cultivation base of more than the fifth level of Qi Refining.

And in the Blood Robe Sect, except for the Blood River Patriarch, there are only more than a hundred Qi Refining cultivators.

At this time, these disciples were all injured by the explosive insects. How could they withstand the attacks of the Song family members?