Qinghe Immortal Clan.

From the time when the "Black Wind Demon" was trapped by the golden rays of light to the time when he was killed by the flying sword, everything happened in just a moment.

The crowd who were watching saw that this Jindan-level demon cultivator, who had been notorious for hundreds of years, was killed by a Yuanying cultivator in the sky with a single sword. Everyone had a look of shock on their face.

"I didn't expect that the gap between Jindan cultivators and Yuanying cultivators is so huge. This old demon Black Wind couldn't last more than three rounds in the hands of Patriarch Yun."

“Haha! Although this old demon has reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, Patriarch Yun is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. In addition, the Five-Colored Golden Bowl, a secret weapon of the Jinxia Palace that is specifically used to restrain demon cultivators, is definitely a piece of cake for him to deal with a small Golden Core demon cultivator.

The Black Wind Demon had been so arrogant for so many years, but today he met Patriarch Yun and it was like he had hit a wall. His death was not unjust. "

"Ancestor Yun killed the Black Wind Demon today, which really eliminated a great disaster for our Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World."

Just as everyone was talking, a woman in red with her feet on a lotus leaf had already fallen from the sky, and the flying sword that had just fallen from the sky also quickly turned around and came to the side of the woman.

Looking at the corpse of "Black Wind Old Demon" that was still locked by colorful rays of light not far away, the supreme elder of "Golden Cloud Palace", Patriarch Yun, gently waved his hand, and a golden bowl emitting colorful light slowly flew down from the sky.

The golden bowl spun rapidly under the spell of Ancestor Yun, and soon it retracted the colorful light that was shining on the "Black Wind Demon", and finally fell into her hands.

He had just taken back the magic weapon "Five-Colored Golden Bowl", and before Ancestor Yun could go forward to check, a thin wisp of black gas quickly emerged from the body of "Black Wind Demon" and took advantage of the situation to escape into the air.

Although the distance was still several dozen feet away, the tiny movement of the "Black Wind Demon" did not escape the eyes of Ancestor Yun.

"You still want to escape before me!"

Patriarch Yun whispered something, and then the "Five-Colored Golden Bowl" in his hand immediately shot out a colorful light, shining into the void.

A moment later, the soul of "Black Wind Demon" who was wrapped in a wisp of black gas and wanted to escape was fixed in mid-air.

Before the old demon's soul could react, Patriarch Yun had another high-level soul-refining talisman in his hand, which flew directly towards the location of the "Black Wind Demon's" soul.

"ah!.."

In just a moment, the soul of the "Black Wind Old Demon" was wrapped by the Soul Refining Talisman. With a few screams, the soul of this Golden Core Old Demon, who had dominated the "Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World" for hundreds of years, was directly burned into ashes by the "Soul Refining Talisman" and dissipated between heaven and earth.

After completely killing the soul of the "Black Wind Demon", the Yuanying Supreme Elder of the "Golden Cloud Palace" waved his hand lightly and directly collected the storage bag on the other's body.

Then she stepped on the lotus and flew directly back to the sky, ignoring the people below who were still in shock.

Seeing the Nascent Soul cultivator killing the Golden Core Demon cultivator, Song Qingming was not too surprised and his expression remained relatively calm.

This "Old Demon Black Wind" only dared to come to the "Wind and Thunder Island" so boldly because he relied on a profound secret method to restrain his own aura, hoping to sneak into the secret realm and take advantage of the chaos to get a piece of the pie.

No matter how strong the Jindan stage demon cultivator is, he will not have a chance to escape unscathed when facing the three Yuanying cultivators on the island. When the identity of the "Black Wind Demon" was discovered, the fate of this demon had actually already been determined.

Just as Patriarch Yun left, the Jindan elder from the Jade Sword Sect stepped forward again and explained to everyone with a smile:

“When this secret realm is opened, there will always be trouble caused by evil cultivators. However, fellow Taoists, don’t worry. There is a magic-sealing golden light formation in front of the teleportation array that is specially designed to deal with evil cultivators. Even an evil cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage will find it difficult to escape the detection of the formation.

Don't worry, everyone. With the three Nascent Soul ancestors here, there is no safer place in the entire Tianhai Xiuxian world than here. Next, please continue to step forward and enter the secret realm one by one."

After this person said this, the team, which had been a little messy just now, slowly regained order, and many monks on the scene began to come forward one by one to deliver spirit stones and enter the teleportation array.

Not long after walking forward, a man in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who was originally standing not far in front of Song Qingming, suddenly walked out of the team while no one was paying attention and walked directly out to the beach.

However, he had just walked a short distance when he was stopped by a Jindan cultivator who was maintaining order at the scene.

"Where are you going, my friend?"

Hearing the question from the patrolling Jindan cultivator, the foundation-building man hurriedly bowed and said, "Senior, when I was queuing just now, I realized that I didn't have enough spirit stones with me.

I was wandering around the market for a long time the day before yesterday, and I didn’t notice that I had used up all my spiritual stones. I’m afraid I’m going to miss this opportunity and won’t be able to enter the secret realm to search for treasures. Senior, please be kind and let me go back first!”

"Go back? It's not impossible for you to leave now, fellow Daoist. As long as you pass the detection of the formation and find out that you are not a demon cultivator, we will naturally not stop you."

Seeing the Jindan cultivator in front of him pointing at the "Demon Sealing Golden Light Array" next to the teleportation array not far away, the foundation-building man first smiled and nodded, then turned around and pretended to be natural and began to walk back.

However, before he had walked far, this person suddenly took out a magical flag weapon and summoned dozens of ghosts of cultivators, who rushed towards the location of the Jindan cultivator behind him.

As for the man who was in the foundation-building stage, a light flashed under his feet. He flew out quickly without looking back, wanting to escape from here while the Jindan cultivator was dealing with his attack.

Seeing that the Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivator in front of him could finally not help but reveal his true form, the Jindan Cultivator who was blocking him actually showed a slight smile on his face.

“Humph! How dare you show off such petty tricks in front of me? Today, this Fenglei Island will be the place where you will die.”

After uttering a sarcastic remark, the Jindan cultivator swung out a magical spear that was emitting blazing flames, and a ball of flame was created to directly disperse the wronged souls that had already attacked him.

Then he cast a spell with both hands, and the spear turned into a fire dragon and quickly caught up with the fleeing foundation-building demon cultivator, and soon engulfed him in a ball of flames.

With just a scream, this demon cultivator, who was only in the middle stage of foundation building, turned into ashes and disappeared in front of everyone, just like the "Black Wind Demon" before.

This time, because they only captured a demon cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it did not cause much commotion. Everyone just watched the fight for a while and then quickly returned to normal and continued to line up to enter the secret realm.

The disciples from the big sects had already been in there for quite some time. If they didn’t hurry up and enter the secret realm, they were afraid that the good things inside would fall into the hands of others first.

In this way, everyone slowly walked into the teleportation array one after another and were directly teleported into the secret realm.

During the process of queuing for teleportation, several unlucky demon cultivators mixed in the crowd were found by the law enforcement cultivators guarding the teleportation array.

These demon cultivators did not have the magical powers of the previous "Black Wind Demon". They were basically in the Foundation Establishment stage, and the highest was only at the second level of Golden Core. Without exception, they were all killed on the spot by the law enforcement cultivators.

Most of these demon cultivators wanted to take advantage of the situation and thought they had hidden their identities very well. Little did they know that they had walked into a trap the moment they set foot on the island.
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After a familiar dizzying moment, Song Qingming walked into the teleportation array and was teleported to the sky above a dense forest just a moment later.

After recovering from the dizziness, he glanced around at the unfamiliar environment and Song Qingming quickly confirmed that he had entered the secret realm.

Seeing that there were no other cultivators around, Song Qingming raised his hand and gently wiped the storage device on his waist, and immediately a beast skin map appeared in his hand.

This map was prepared for him by Feng He long ago, so that he could quickly confirm his location and find the place he wanted to go after entering the secret realm.

After taking a careful look at the map, Song Qingming discovered that he was in a corner of the outer hall near the northwest.

Although there are some places nearby where spiritual objects may appear, there is nothing that Song Qingming can use. Therefore, he did not stay here for long. Instead, he took out the "Phantom Boat" and flew directly to the location of the inner hall in the middle of the secret realm.

The "Wind and Thunder Island" secret realm has two layers, the outer hall, and although the outer hall is larger in area, there are not many places where spiritual objects can be found, and it is difficult to find high-level spiritual objects above level three.

However, the situation in the inner hall is completely different. The quality of the spiritual objects hidden here is far superior to those in the outer hall. Not only can you find many third-level spiritual objects, but you may also encounter fourth-level spiritual objects that assist cultivators in condensing their Nascent Soul.

Of course, there are many high-level spiritual objects to be found in the inner hall, but it is also more dangerous than the outer hall. Not only are there dense mechanisms and restrictions, but there are also many ferocious puppet beasts that specifically guard these spiritual objects.

If an ordinary cultivator is not capable enough, even if he enters the inner hall and finds the spiritual object, it will be difficult for him to have the opportunity to bring it out.

Moreover, there are no rules in the secret realm that prohibit monks from fighting each other. If you accidentally encounter other monks who are stronger than you, it is common for them to kill you and take away your treasures.

Therefore, every time the secret realm of "Wind and Thunder Island" is opened, the general foundation-building cultivators and those weaker Jindan cultivators only dare to search for treasures in the outer hall in order to save their lives.

Only the disciples from the six major sects who had entered previously, and some Jindan masters who chose to act in groups, dared to take the initiative to go to the inner hall to seize the treasure.

Song Qingming's main purpose of entering the secret realm this time was not to search for spiritual objects, so these spiritual objects in the outer hall had no appeal to him.

After flying forward for more than ten miles, Song Qingming soon saw the first wave of cultivators he met in the secret realm, two ordinary cultivators whose cultivation had reached the late stage of foundation building.

Before the two of them were teleported in, they were standing not far behind Song Qingming, so the positions where the three of them teleported into the secret realm were also very close. The two who had just reunited were about to search for spiritual objects around them when they saw a white flying boat flying from a distance in the sky.

Seeing a Jindan master passing by in the sky, they were so scared that they quickly hid in the woods below. However, they were a little slow and Song Qingming still discovered their hiding place.

Song Qingming, who was standing on the flying boat, kept his eyes fixed on the woods, but he did not stop the boat. Instead, he flew away quickly.

After Song Qingming had completely walked away, the two men breathed a sigh of relief and carefully walked out of the woods. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, they quickly fled the place.

The size of the space in the "Fenglei Island" secret realm is several times larger than the "Taiyue Lake" secret realm that Song Qingming visited that year.

Song Qingming flew forward for two full days according to the direction indicated on the map before finally arriving at a high mountain not far from the inner hall. If he flew forward for another few dozen miles, he would almost reach the entrance to the inner hall.

Seeing that he had little magic power left in his body, Song Qingming did not rush to enter the inner hall. He directly found a relatively hidden valley nearby, and randomly opened a small cave on the side of a mountain wall covered by trees and went in.

Along the way, Song Qingming also met many monks who were rushing to the inner hall like himself. In order to avoid them as much as possible, Song Qingming thought about it and decided to go in later.

Otherwise, he would be alone and his magic power would be consumed too much. If he rushed in at this time and encountered a powerful opponent, he might suffer a loss.

Song Qingming’s main purpose this time was not to obtain the spiritual objects in the inner hall, so it didn’t matter much to him if he went in later.

In order to prevent others from accidentally discovering his hiding place, Song Qingming simply set up a third-level concealment magic circle outside the cave. Then he took out a few spirit stones and sat there to recover his own magic power.

Although he was on a barren mountain without any spiritual veins, Song Qingming only meditated for a moment and immediately felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this secret realm was obviously much more abundant than that outside.

After meditating for less than half an hour, Song Qingming restored his magic power to its perfect state with the help of the incomplete map.

Seeing that it was still early, Song Qingming did not choose to leave the cave in a hurry, but continued to activate the "Tongtian Wanling Jue" in his body, trying to absorb the rich vitality of heaven and earth here.

The surrounding heaven and earth vital energy, guided by magic power, soon began to flow into Song Qingming's body continuously. In just half a minute, he felt a very dense heaven and earth vital energy appearing in his inner elixir.

As Song Qingming expected, the speed of absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth in this secret realm was at least several times faster than when he was practicing outside.

After meditating and practicing for a long time, Song Qingming suddenly felt that the bottleneck of the late foundation building stage of the "Tongtian Wanling Jue" in his body began to loosen a little.

Seeing this, Song Qingming's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly took out a third-level elixir refined by Huang Siyuan from his storage bag and threw it into his mouth. Soon a burst of golden spiritual energy emanated from his body.

After completely refining the elixir in his body, Song Qingming began to mobilize his own magic power to the maximum extent to absorb the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth in order to break through the bottleneck of his internal skills that had become somewhat loose.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Song Qingming suddenly felt a slight noise coming from his dantian, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality suddenly accelerated several times and rushed into his body frantically.

At this moment, Song Qingming, who was sitting in the same place, still had his eyes closed and did not move, steadily circulating his magic power to calm the extremely restless heaven and earth energy in his body.

This lasted for about half an incense stick of time. The restless energy of heaven and earth around Song Qingming finally calmed down slowly, and Song Qingming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before entering the secret realm, Song Qingming's practice of "Tongtian Wanling Jue" had been stuck at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building for a long time.

Even though Song Qingming tried to take a lot of elixirs to assist, the bottleneck in his internal skills still did not loosen up at all. This made Song Qingming quite helpless, and he could only practice diligently and wait for an opportunity to break through this bottleneck.

Unexpectedly, when he entered the secret realm of "Wind and Thunder Island" this time, he accidentally found a treasure land with abundant vitality of heaven and earth, which allowed him to successfully break through the "Tongtian Wanling Jue" technique that had been stagnant for many years and advance to the late stage of foundation building.

This somewhat unexpected gain also made Song Qingming feel a little happy. No matter what happened next, he finally didn't waste his spirit stones this time.

It’s a pity that this secret realm is only open for one month, and Song Qingming has no way to stay in the secret realm for long.

Otherwise, if he could stay here for a long time to practice, he would definitely be able to successfully practice the "Tongtian Wanling Jue" to the peak of the late foundation building stage, and it would even be possible to break through the Jindan realm.

Just as Song Qingming was sitting in the cave meditating with great concentration, a group of uninvited guests suddenly came from the sky above the valley where he was in retreat outside.

Among this group of people, the one running in front was a thin old man in yellow. A few hundred feet behind him, there were four monks, three men and one woman, holding magical weapons, riding on flying swords and chasing the old man in yellow.

After the old man in yellow fled to the valley where Song Qingming was, he suddenly turned the flying sword under his feet and fell directly downwards, and came to a mountain wall covered by dense vegetation.

After escaping here, the old man in yellow carefully glanced at the mountain wall in front of him. He walked forward a few steps and was about to get closer when he suddenly heard a few sarcastic voices from behind him.

"You old thing are really good at running. I thought you really dared to hide in the inner hall. Why don't you run anymore? Is it because you don't have enough mana to run anymore?"

"Haha! Senior Brother Wu, why are you wasting time talking to this old guy? He actually dared to steal our Golden Sword Sect's things. Wait and see how I kill him."

Faced with the ridicule of several people behind him, the old man in yellow did not pay much attention. He quickly walked to the mountain wall and cast a spell to release a fireball that hit the mountain wall in front of him.

"Is this guy crazy? How could he waste his mana like this?"

The four people who had just surrounded him saw the unusual behavior of the old man in yellow, and some confusion appeared on their faces. They didn't know what the other party wanted to do.

But the next moment they saw the fireball sink directly into the mountain wall in front of them and disappeared. The few people who felt something was wrong were suddenly surprised and stopped.

The old man in yellow who had just cast a spell to release a fireball, seeing that his guess had been verified, hurriedly knelt on the ground. When he was about to shout for help, he was interrupted by a furious shout from behind.

"It's that blind man hiding here. Get out of here now, or Grandpa will be upset and will chop you into pieces and feed you to the spirit beasts!"

The speaker was one of the four people from the "Golden Sword Sect" who were chasing the old man in yellow, a fat-faced monk who held two swords and had a fierce look on his face.

At this moment, he was shouting while looking at the mountain wall in front of him indifferently. He didn't seem to care too much about the person hiding inside and thought he was just an accomplice of the old man in yellow.

As the fat-faced monk's voice fell, a white mist suddenly appeared outside the mountain wall, and then a young man with ordinary appearance appeared in front of everyone.

"How could this be a Jindan cultivator!"

As soon as they saw Song Qingming appear, the four people from the "Golden Sword Gate" felt the powerful pressure emanating from him and their faces suddenly changed, revealing a somewhat ugly look.

Only the old man in yellow who was still kneeling on the ground bowed his head upon seeing Song Qingming, and begged respectfully:
"Senior, I was just being chased by these people for no reason. I had no choice but to come here by mistake. I hope you can show me a way out. I am willing to give you all the spiritual objects I got in the secret realm."

However, although the old man in yellow was crying and speaking with deep emotion, Song Qingming ignored him and directly focused his gaze on the fat-faced monk from the "Golden Sword Sect" who had just spoken.

"Were you trying to chop me up and feed me to the spirit beast just now?"

Hearing Song Qingming's cold question, the fat-faced monk suddenly felt embarrassed, and hurriedly bowed and explained: "I didn't know you were here just now, so I spoke nonsense. I hope you won't blame me."

"That's right! What Junior Brother Hu said just now was all nonsense. I hope Senior will not misunderstand me. We are disciples of the Golden Sword Sect of Baishan Country. I hope Senior can give Junior Brother Hu some leniency for the sake of my master, Master Yufeng.

My master is also a person who makes friends widely. Senior must have heard something about it. As long as you forgive us and hand over the person who stole the spiritual object to us, I will definitely tell my master about your kindness after I go back."

The fat-faced monk had just apologized when another young Confucian scholar standing nearby took over the conversation, helping to explain while carefully bringing out his master.

After all, the master he mentioned was also a well-known veteran Jindan cultivator. No matter whether Song Qingming knew him or not, as a fellow Jindan cultivator, he should at least be considerate of them and not make things difficult for them easily.

However, after the young Confucian scholar finished speaking, Song Qingming's face did not show the change they wanted to see. His somewhat cold eyes were still fixed on the fat-faced monk not far away.

"Since you are talking nonsense, why don't I give you a chance? As long as you can hold out against my spirit beast for ten rounds without losing, I won't bother with this matter."

After Song Qingming finished speaking, he gently patted his waist with his right hand, and the "Ice and Fire Dragon" with a hint of coldness still emanating from its body was released by him.

After so many years of careful feeding, the "Ice and Fire Dragon" that has followed Song Qingming for many years has successfully cultivated to the peak of foundation building and is only one step away from the golden elixir realm.

The fat-faced monk in front of him was only at the fifth level of foundation building. Looking at the ferocious "Ice and Fire Dragon" in front of him, he really didn't have the courage to fight it. He could only kneel down with a plop towards Song Qingming with a look of regret. (End of this chapter)