Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Luo Wanshan pointed at Song Yiming with a cold expression, and ordered the Purple Scorpion to attack.

Whoosh!

The Purple Scorpion jumped up, turned into a purple light, and rushed towards Song Yiming.

The poison hook on the tail exuded a chill, spraying venom, corroding the void.

"Be careful, this is a third-level poisonous scorpion!"

Song Luoyun's expression changed drastically, fearing that Song Yiming would be contaminated by the venom.

Facing this third-level poisonous scorpion, Song Yiming's expression did not change, as if he did not see it.

"Xiaodie, leave it to you."

Song Yiming chuckled, and the butterfly on his shoulder gently flapped its wings and flew out.

"This is...an ancient alien species, the seven-color immortal butterfly!"

Luo Wanshan's expression changed drastically, with horror in his eyes.

As a member of the Five Poison Sect, he knew a lot about spiritual insects, and naturally knew the seven-color immortal butterfly.

This butterfly is famous in ancient books, and has the power of transformation and rebirth, which is extremely amazing.

"No... this is impossible!"

"The seven-colored immortal butterfly has been extinct for countless years. How could it appear?"

Boom!

The seven-colored immortal butterfly flapped its wings, and a gust of wind rolled up, instantly blowing away the venom and dissipating it.

The purple scorpion was struck by lightning, flying backwards, smashing against the wall, and screaming miserably.

With just one blow, the purple scorpion was seriously injured and dying.

Although the seven-colored immortal butterfly is in the early stage of the third level, it has ancient blood. It is not a match for the purple scorpion.

"Damn, Master's poisonous scorpion!"

Luo Wanshan's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were distressed.

This purple scorpion is the supreme elder of the Five Poison Sect. It was raised for many years before it was promoted to the third level. Now it has been severely injured. How can he not feel distressed?

However, this seven-colored immortal butterfly is not even a match for the purple scorpion, let alone him.

"It's not a good place to stay for long!"

"Demon Scorpion, release poison mist!"

Luo Wanshan bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the Purple Demon Scorpion.

Swish!

The Purple Demon Scorpion emitted a burst of purple light, and its claws suddenly opened, spraying out a purple mist.

The purple mist spread and enveloped the entire hall, and Luo Wanshan's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

"Not good, it's the heart-piercing poison!"

Song Luoyun's expression changed drastically, and he recognized this magical power.

The heart-piercing poison, with the essence of the Purple Demon Scorpion, condenses the poison mist, which penetrates everywhere and corrodes everything, which is extremely terrible.

Once contaminated, it will corrode the flesh and turn into pus and blood, which is extremely poisonous.

"Everyone be careful, don't get contaminated by the purple mist!"

Song Luoyun looked solemn, and his body quickly dodged to avoid the erosion of the purple mist.

Song Yiming, however, did not change his expression, as if he did not see the purple mist, and let it cover him.

"Yiming, be careful!"

"It's okay!"

Swoosh!

The colorful immortal butterfly flapped its wings gently, scattering pieces of colorful light rain, covering the entire hall.

Pleasant!

The purple mist was stained with colorful light rain, like hot oil splashing into the snow, and it disappeared in an instant.

Although the heart-piercing poison was powerful, it didn't hurt even Song Yiming.

"Boy, this elder will remember you. I swear I won't be a human if I don't avenge this!"

The hall was clear again, but Luo Wanshan's figure disappeared, and only a resentful voice resounded through the hall.

"Let him run away?"

Song Yiming frowned, with a little displeasure on his face.

After a spiritual sense exploration, he found a huge hole in the corner of the hall, with wisps of poisonous gas coming out.

"Earth escape?"

"This purple extreme demon scorpion is actually good at earth escape?"

Song Yiming frowned and had a headache.

This Luo Wanshan was cunning, and he actually used the purple extreme demon scorpion to perform earth escape to escape.

"But can you escape?"

Song Yiming sneered, summoned the Thousand Illusions Glazed Insect, turned over, and was about to chase after him.

"Yiming, forget it, don't chase after a desperate enemy, be careful of fraud."

Song Luoyun held Song Yiming, with some worry on his face.

This Luo Wanshan is an elder of the Five Poison Sect, good at using poison, and is extremely difficult to deal with. Once contaminated with poison, his life will be in danger.

"Don't worry, I know my limits."

Song Yiming smiled slightly, then controlled the Thousand Illusions Glazed Insect, turned into a beam of light, and disappeared.

Looking at the direction where Song Yiming disappeared, Song Luoyun sighed softly, his face full of worry.

"Alas, even if Yiming killed Luo Wanshan, the Grand Elder of the Five Poison Sect would probably not let it go."

"This matter is a bit difficult to handle."

Zhao State, Yunmeng City.

Yunmeng City, not far from the Yunmeng Mountains, is a city where mortals and immortals live together, with a population of millions, and is extremely prosperous.

All kinds of spiritual materials produced by the Song family will be sold to various places through the city market. It is one of the most important cities of the Song family.

Yunmeng City, in a remote courtyard.

Boom!

Luo Wanshan came out of the soil with a dusty face, breathing heavily, with fear on his face.

"Damn, this kid actually has the seven-colored immortal butterfly!"

"This matter must be reported to the master immediately!"

Luo Wanshan's eyes were filled with resentment. He almost capsized in the gutter this time, which made him feel scared.

Unexpectedly, a small foundation-building family actually has an ancient spiritual insect, the seven-colored immortal butterfly, which is really unexpected.

Without time to treat the injury, Luo Wanshan hurriedly walked out of the courtyard.

"By the way, this Yunmeng City is the territory of the Song family. It is possible to investigate the details of that kid."

"That kid should be only thirteen years old, but he has the cultivation base of the middle stage of foundation-building. It is really incredible."

Luo Wanshan frowned, somewhat puzzled.

At the age of thirteen, he has already entered the middle stage of foundation building. This talent is even more terrifying than some of the sect's geniuses.

"Could it be the legendary spiritual root?"

"No matter what, he can't be allowed to grow up."

"After finding out the information about this kid, report to the sect and let the master decide!"

Luo Wanshan walked out of the courtyard and used the art of disguise to transform into an ordinary old man and walked towards the market.

Treasure Pavilion, located in the center of the market, is a shop of the Song family. Every day, a large number of immortal cultivators come to trade.

Yunmeng Market, Treasure Pavilion.

In front of the door, a young girl in her prime, standing gracefully, attracted a large number of pedestrians to stop and watch.

The girl was wearing a pink long skirt, long hair draped over her shoulders, skin whiter than snow, beautiful appearance, pure and extraordinary, and was directing several servants to carry spiritual materials.

"What a beautiful woman!"

"Who is this woman? How come I've never seen her before?"

"It seems to be the new maid in the Treasure Pavilion, named Song Xue. I heard she's just a mortal and has no spiritual roots."

"Oh? The Treasure Pavilion is a place for cultivators to trade. It's really strange that the Song family let a mortal woman manage it."

"What's so strange about this? I heard that Song Xue has some connection with an elder of the Song family, so she was arranged here as an exception."

"So that's it."

Several cultivators were talking about it.

Not far away, an old man in a black robe frowned, his eyes flashing.

This old man in a black robe was Luo Wanshan, who disguised himself and came to Yunmeng Market to find out information about Song Yiming.

"Fellow Daoist, please come in. What do you want to buy?"

Song Xue smiled sweetly and greeted him.