Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 379 I’m home

However, Song Qingming naturally knew the results that the man in red could expect.

There was nothing he could do about it. Song Qingming had seen some of the tricks and speed of the man in red a long time ago. He knew that if he didn't try his best to maintain this fastest speed, it wouldn't take long for him to die. Being caught up by the opponent.

Once he is entangled by the opponent, after a while the old man in yellow and Ye Shujie arrive behind him. With one against three, he will definitely suffer a big loss. If he really falls into the hands of these demon cultivators today, what will happen to him? Song Qingming could imagine how miserable it would be without thinking about it. At the moment, he really didn't have much room to make a choice.

Just like this, heading north, more than an hour had passed. Song Qingming in front still maintained the fastest escape speed. The man in red, who had been chasing closely behind, gradually felt something was wrong, and his face slowly There was a trace of doubt on his face.

It stands to reason that even if Song Qingming's magic power is a bit richer than that of ordinary seventh-level foundation-building monks, and he still carries pills that can restore some magic power, his magic power should be almost at the bottom by now. How is it possible that his escape speed has not slowed down at all? .

What the man in red never expected was that Song Qingming, a foundation-building monk who didn't seem to have a strong background, would happen to be carrying a thousand-year spiritual milk, a rare treasure in the world of immortality. It was by constantly swallowing this spiritual milk that Song Qingming gritted his teeth and persisted.

However, this thousand-year spiritual milk cannot be swallowed all the time. Once too much is taken in a short period of time, it will also leave some hidden dangers in the monk's body. However, Song Qingming can no longer take care of these. What he needs most now is time.

The group of people kept going north quickly until more than two hours later, Song Qingming's escape speed finally began to slow down. But at this moment, in addition to the man in red, there were two other old men in yellow and Ye Shujie behind him. Because the escape speed was a little slower, the figure was no longer visible.

"Hmph! Boy, it's finally over. It took so much effort for me to catch you later. I must first drain all the blood from your body, and then take the corpse to the sect and make it into a refined corpse. I relieve my anger."

Seeing that Song Qingming's escape speed slowly slowed down, the man in red swallowed another pill in his mouth, and finally showed a wicked smile, as if he had thought of how he would torture Song Qingming after catching him.

As expected by the man in red, when Song Qingming flew forward for half a stick of incense, the sword light finally turned and fell directly from the air to the ground. Not long after, Song Qingming jumped down from the flying sword and landed directly on his butt. He sat on a big rock on the ground.

At this moment, Song Qingming was already sweating profusely, panting, and his face had become extremely pale. It was obvious that the mana in his body had been exhausted.

Before Song Qingming, who was sitting on the ground, could rest for a moment, the man in red who was chasing him landed directly in front of Song Qingming with a red folding fan. Although he had already spent most of his mana chasing Song Qingming along the way, , but it is still much better than Song Qingming's current state.

Looking at Song Qingming who could no longer run in front of him, the man in red smiled proudly and slowly walked towards him step by step.

"I originally wanted to compete with you, but I didn't expect you to be able to run. But no matter how fast you run, it's of no use. You won't even have the strength to use your magic power. You're not going to fall into my hands anyway." inside."

Hearing the man in red's mocking words, Song Qingming suddenly raised his head slowly and looked at the man in red with a smile.

At this moment, Song Qingming had already put away the bamboo hat that had been covering his face. When the man in red saw Song Qingming's appearance clearly, he immediately stopped and looked at his face with surprise.

"I said that you looked familiar before. It turns out that you were one of the people who destroyed my body. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so many years, your cultivation level has reached the seventh level of foundation building.

Ha ha! Today is really a good day. Not only did I find what I wanted, but I also caught an enemy from back then. "

Seeing that the man in red had recognized him, Song Qingming did not show much surprise on his face. After all, he had participated in besieging him with several people from the Xiaoyao Sect. With the memory of a monk in the foundation building period, it was impossible for the other party to be so quick. You will forget yourself.

Facing the man in red's ridicule, Song Qingming still had a slight smile on his face. He now has a lot of debts and no worries. Anyway, no matter what happened back then, the other party will not let him go. It's better to laugh than cry at this time. Better.

"I said, I'm already home, and you're still chasing me. You really don't want any chance!" As a breeze blew in the air, Song Qingming suddenly smiled and took the initiative to say something strange to the man in red.

"Opportunity? What are you talking about, do you want to give me a chance? Hahaha, you have almost no energy to breathe now, and you still want to give me a chance. I think you are scared to death!
But don’t worry, after all, you are a late-stage foundation-building monk. I won’t waste this body easily. I won’t make your death too ugly later. "The man in red was stunned for a moment when he heard what Song Qingming said. Then he seemed to have heard a big joke and stood there and laughed loudly.

Song Qingming looked at the man in red laughing wildly in front of him with a calm face, shook his head gently, and lay directly on his back on the stone.

"Senior! I have been chased all the way, and now I really have no strength. I can only leave this guy to you!"

"You little guy, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, why are you getting more and more courageous, and you actually dare to instruct me at will? Do you think this ghost kills you too slowly, and you want me to do it myself! "

As this rough and arrogant voice came over, the man in red who had just been laughing at Song Qingming suddenly changed his expression. He turned around and looked at the location not far from him, and found that somewhere, somewhere, There was already a giant gray eagle that was more than one foot tall, staring directly at the two of them with its big eyes.

The man in red has already reached the peak of foundation building. The giant gray eagle in front of him can come so close to him silently without him noticing. It can be seen that the opponent's cultivation must be higher than him. One chip.

"No! This guy is the Golden Core Demon King." After seeing this huge figure, the man in red was suddenly startled, and immediately instinctively turned into a red blood light, trying to break through the air and fly away.

"When you reach my territory, I haven't agreed yet. Who told you to leave now?"

Seeing that the man in red was trying to escape, Long Feng calmly waved his wings and whipped up a gust of wind, blowing the man in red back while he was still in the air and causing him to fall to the ground.

After the man in red rolled around on the ground, he immediately turned over and jumped up. He gritted his teeth with a fierce look on his face, cast a spell and released a burst of blood mist, hiding his figure, and then changed his direction again. To escape.

Upon seeing this, Long Feng, who was standing on the ground, appeared in mid-air in a flash. He waved his wings again, blowing away the blood mist around the man in red, allowing him to hide his body just now. The shape was immediately revealed again.

After blowing away the blood mist created by the man in red, Long Feng moved again and instantly came to the top of the man in red. He stretched out a huge claw under his feet and slapped the man in red directly to the ground. , a big hole was created.

This time, before the man in red could get up, Long Feng had already fallen to the ground and stepped on him, making him unable to move again. Just when Long Feng was about to increase his strength and crush him to death, the man in red suddenly began to swell. Soon, he was like what Song Qingming had seen back then. After a loud noise, he turned into a The poisonous blood mist disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Hmph! You still want to deceive me with this little trick."

Long Feng chuckled lightly and stepped heavily on the ground. The empty ground immediately shook violently. Not long after, a naked child of about seven or eight years old came out of the ground and fought desperately. I want to escape to the woods on one side.

However, the child did not escape far. He was quickly caught in the air by Long Feng, who was chasing him, with his huge claws. After a scream, he was crushed into a pile of minced meat by Long Feng.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Song Qingming, who was still lying on the ground, was extremely shocked.

The man in red who chased him all the way was already considered a person with great supernatural powers among the foundation-building monks. Unexpectedly, he was as vulnerable as a child when he met the demon king at the golden elixir level. It can be seen that the foundation-building monks and golden elixir monks The difference in strength between them is really a huge difference.

Song Qingming, looking at Long Feng who was standing in the distance and staring at him closely after killing the man in red, slowly stood up from the ground.

Just when he stepped forward and wanted to salute Long Feng, two more spiritual lights, one yellow and one white, flew in the air in the distance and quickly came towards them. It was the man who had been following them. The other two demon cultivators.

"Are these two here to chase you too?" Long Feng looked at the two people in the distance with an unhappy expression and asked.

Song Qingming gave a wry smile and did not reply directly, but Long Feng had already gotten the answer from his face, and he spread his wings and flew into the air.

"Senior, wait!"

"You won't kill, right?" Long Feng stopped in mid-air and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"No! Senior, can you leave their heads to me?"

After Long Feng glanced at Song Qingming with his big eyes, he didn't reply. He gently flapped his huge wings and flew quickly towards the old man in yellow and Ye Shujie.

The two demon cultivators who were still heading this way in the distance were shocked when they saw a giant bird suddenly flying over in front of them, and they stopped immediately.

"This is the demon king coming, run!" When the old man in yellow saw Long Feng flying extremely fast, far exceeding the average second-level demon beast, he hurriedly shouted and turned around to escape from here.

Ye Shujie, who was accustomed to being cautious, was shocked when he heard the word "demon king" uttered by the old man in yellow. He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He stepped on the flying sword under his feet and turned around to follow the old man in yellow, wanting to go together. Fleeing back, his speed was not inferior to the opponent at all.

"Junior, where are we going!"

After a while, the sky gradually became quiet.

Song Qingming looked at the two heads that fell at his feet, took out a wooden box with a happy expression, and put it in the box.

"Fortunately, there was not much damage, and the appearance can be recognized."

The two heads that Song Qingming put away were the old man in yellow and Ye Shujie who just wanted to escape. The reason why Song Qingming just asked Long Feng to keep their heads.

It is precisely because these two people are both demon cultivators who have been famous for a long time. As long as Song Qingming can take their heads to the Xiaoyao Sect Law Enforcement Hall, he should be able to exchange for a lot of spiritual stones or good deeds. This is better than Long Feng swallowing it in one gulp. Or it would be better to crush it directly.

"Senior, these people are all demon cultivators. If I send my head to Xiaoyao Sect in the future, I can get a lot of good deeds in exchange for it. If senior needs any rare weapon refining materials, I may be able to get it directly with these good deeds. , and save you the effort of searching everywhere.”

Seeing Song Qingming coming forward and saluting with a smile on his face, Long Feng waved his wings gently and said angrily to him: "I have eaten a few of these ghost things before, and the taste is really not that good, far inferior to what you have. Human monks with pure spiritual energy are delicious."

Finished! Long Feng's eyes gradually became a little greedy when he looked at Song Qingming, as if he had seen a very delicious meal.

Seeing the demon king in front of him suddenly staring at him like this, Song Qingming couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and quickly said with an embarrassed smile: "Senior, I originally wanted to come to you to do a little favor this time, but I didn't expect to meet this guy on the way. These few demon cultivators have really caused you trouble.

I brought these things from home specially to honor you. They are not disrespectful, so please don’t dislike them. "

After Song Qingming finished speaking, he took out several high-grade ores of different colors from the storage bag on his waist. These ores were slowly collected by the Song family in Qinghefang under Song Qingming's intentional instructions over the years. One of them The purple ore is of similar grade to the silver sandstone that Song Qingming helped Long Feng look for back then, except that it is much smaller and not as valuable.

Seeing the ore materials that Song Qingming brought out, Long Feng's face finally looked much better. He took the things Song Qingming gave him as a filial piety and studied them carefully.

"Brother Song, are you really here to come to me this time, and not to His Highness?" Looking at these good things in his hands, Long Feng's tone was much gentler than before, and even the name he addressed Song Qingming became more gentle. Closer.

"Has His Highness Huofeng come out of seclusion?" Song Qingming blurted out a question in surprise when Long Feng mentioned Huofeng.

Long Feng nodded and said: "Your Highness has come back some time ago. It just so happens that after she received the message from you this time, she also wants to see you. I will take you there directly later!"

(End of this chapter)