Qinghe Immortal Clan.

As the level of cultivation improves, the physical strength of the cultivator will also continue to increase. After the death of a cultivator in the Qi Refining or Foundation Building stage, his body will generally decay into bones after a hundred years.

As Jindan cultivators have experienced the tempering of the vital energy of heaven and earth, their physical bodies are much stronger than those of low-level cultivators. Even if they die, their bodies can be preserved for a longer period of time and will not completely decay for one or two hundred years.

Judging from its appearance, the mummy in front of Song Qingming and the other man has been here for at least hundreds of years, yet some of its body shape and features can still be seen, which is obviously something that only a Jindan cultivator can do.

Hearing what Song Qingming said, Song Qingyu nodded slightly and sighed:
"This senior fellow Daoist is really unlucky. I don't know what happened that year that caused a golden elixir cultivator like him to be ambushed by this demonic tree and die here."

The two of them had just fought with the demon tree and had already felt that the opponent was not that powerful among the Jindan cultivators, and his cultivation was only at the initial Jindan stage.

It's okay for a black tree demon with such strength to bully a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Li Xiuning, but it's still a little unbelievable for him to defeat and kill a Jindan cultivator of the same strength in a head-on battle.

Song Qingming, who was bending over to check the body, immediately responded when he heard this: "He still has a lot of wounds on his body, it doesn't look like they were caused by this demon tree.

It is estimated that it is possible that it encountered the ice-blood bats or some other powerful opponents before, and after being injured, it was accidentally attacked and entangled by this demon tree, which led to its eventual death here.

"Hmm! There is more than just this tree demon here. Maybe there was something powerful hidden there. It is also possible that he was injured and fled here, and was taken advantage of by the tree demon.

Anyway, this person is indeed unlucky and is in trouble here. I don’t know if his storage bag is still there. I will go and look for it.”

After Song Qingyu finished speaking, he began to search around the monk.

Song Qingming then directed "Golden Wind" beside him to go forward and cut the vines, and carry the mummy off the tree trunk first.

Song Qingming didn't see any storage tools or anything like that on the body, so he couldn't recognize his identity for a moment. But he couldn't bear to see his body exposed in the wilderness, so he planned to find a place to bury him.

No matter who this person is, since we met each other it is fate, we should naturally let him rest in peace.

Just when Song Qingming was burying the corpse, he didn't expect that Song Qingyu had searched nearby and actually found a somewhat damaged storage bag not far from the mummy.

There are not many spiritual objects in this storage bag, and most of them have been damaged. Only a few low-level magical instruments of poor quality and a set of exercises that can be cultivated to the Golden Core realm are still of some use.

Seeing some spiritual medicine seeds without spiritual energy scattered around the storage bag, Song Qingming instantly understood where such a large amount of spiritual medicine in the cave came from.

Although they did not find anything valuable, they at least found a silver token that could prove their identity as a monk, which helped confirm the true identity of the mummy.

The text patterns engraved on the token show that the Jindan cultivator who unfortunately died here was not a native of the Floating Cloud Mountains.

Instead, it came from the immortal cultivation world of the "Donghuang Kingdom" in the west of the continent, an immortal cultivation sect called the "Wu Lei Sect".

The "Five Thunder Sect" is a relatively large Nascent Soul Sect in the "East Phoenix Country"'s cultivation world, and is also one of the ten largest Nascent Soul Sects after the three great God Transformation forces.

Not only are there many powerful Nascent Soul masters in the sect, but there are also great monks who have reached the late Nascent Soul stage. The sect's strength far exceeds that of ordinary Nascent Soul sects like the "Xiaoyao Sect".

When Song Qingming was traveling in the immortal cultivation world of "Donghuang Country", he often heard of the prestigious name of "Five Thunder Sect" and still had some impression of this sect.

The silver token that Song Qingming and his friends found was a spiritual object that only the Jindan elder of the "Five Thunder Sect" could hold. However, there was no name of this person on it. Only the word "Chen" was engraved on it, which should be his surname.

After looking at the silver token for a while, Song Qingming carefully put it away.

Then he found a large stone nearby, carved a big word "Chen" on it, and placed it on the other person's grave.

"It is fate that we meet, but I don't know your name, so I can only leave it like this.

The sect where you are is too far away from here, and I am afraid we cannot help you send a message to them for the time being, but if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely help you send these relics back to the sect."

Although he did not know the other party's name, he was after all the famous Jindan elder of the "Five Thunder Sect" in the "Donghuang Country"'s immortal cultivation world. Song Qingming did not dare to embezzle these things from him.

If the people from the "Five Thunder Sect" find out about this in the future, I might not be able to explain it clearly.

When Song Qingming has the opportunity to go to the "Donghuang Kingdom" in the future, he can take the time to visit the "Wu Lei Sect". It won't take up much of his time to return these relics, and maybe he can even establish a good relationship with them.

After burying the cultivator named "Chen", Song Qingming and Song Qingyu dug out the tree monster's body from the earth's spiritual eye.

The body of this demon tree is also a third-grade low-grade spiritual wood. It can be used to refine one or two high-level magic weapons. It can be worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones if taken directly to the market outside.

This time, not only did they find the high-level "Divine Thunder of Heaven and Earth" they wanted in the cave, but they also got a high-level level three spiritual tree and a large number of low-level spiritual medicines. The two of them had a great harvest, and each of them had a smile on their face.

"Qingyu, take her outside to guard first. I will refine the lightning here first to save the trouble of bringing it back!"

Without any special spiritual object to collect lightning, Song Qingming would definitely need to spend a lot of effort to subdue the high-level "Divine Thunder of Heaven and Earth" in front of him.

In order to save some time and leave here earlier, Song Qingming thought about it and decided to stay in the cave and absorb and refine it directly, which would be even faster.

Seeing that Song Qingming had made up his mind, Song Qingyu immediately nodded and left the depths of the cave, and then went out of the cave with Li Xiuning who was guarding the door.

In order to cooperate with Song Qingyu in guarding the cave to prevent the "Ice Blood Bats" from returning to disturb him, Song Qingming also specially sent out the "Golden Wind" beside him.

Then he set up a simple magic circle in the cave, and Song Qingming turned around and came to the white lightning that was still entangled with the tree monster.

Song Qingming had just cast a spell to release the "Heaven-Devouring Thunder Control Art" in his body, and the white lightning that was originally flashing continuously began to move and dodge as if it saw something terrible.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming smiled slightly, and the "Heaven-Devouring Thunder Control Art" quickly transformed into a giant white hand, which directly grabbed the white lightning in front of him in his own hand.

The white lightning that was controlled in place immediately released lightning to attack Song Qingming, trying to break free from the other party's confinement.

However, although the white lightning in front of him was very fierce, it was still not enough in front of the white giant hand transformed by the "Heaven-Devouring Thunder Control Art", and it was impossible to escape the predicament.

Not long after, with the help of the "Heaven-Devouring Thunder Control Art", Song Qingming successfully absorbed all the white lightning into his body, and began to sit cross-legged on the ground and practice the technique to refine the "divine thunder of heaven and earth" in his body.

Just as Song Qingming was refining the white lightning, a ball of red blood mist was rapidly approaching the deserted island where Song Qingming and his companions were in the air dozens of miles northeast of the deserted island.

In the red blood mist, a big man with a red face, long hair and a horse face looked at a ball of blood-red light in his hand, with a somewhat weird smile on his face.

"Haha! He was able to kill my magical pet. It seems that the prey this time is not simple!"

Soon the red blood mist came not far above the deserted island, and Song Qingyu, who was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, suddenly opened his eyes as if he sensed something.

Li Xiuning, who was standing aside, saw Song Qingyu's expression suddenly change and he stood up, and also showed some confusion.

"Senior Song, what's wrong?"

Song Qingyu was about to answer when he heard this, but a red light suddenly appeared in the distant sky. In just a moment, the sky above the entire deserted island was dyed blood red.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingyu's face showed a bit of solemnity. With a flash of spiritual light, five flying swords flew out of her body and surrounded her.

“I’m afraid this person has bad intentions. You should hide inside first. If you find someone breaking into the cave, use this talisman to inform Brother Seven of the situation outside.

Remember, Brother Seven is still in seclusion in there refining the divine thunder. You must not disturb him unless it is absolutely necessary!"

After Song Qingyu finished speaking, a white talisman appeared in his hand, and he cast a spell to send it to Li Xiuning.

Seeing Song Qingyu being so cautious, Li Xiuning immediately realized that the person who came was probably a powerful warrior above the Jindan level. He hurriedly nodded and responded, then hid directly in the cave.

Song Qingyu, on his side, held the "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" and flew into the air.

"Hahaha, I thought this was someone who dared to kill my magical pet, but it turns out to be just a girl at the sixth level of the Golden Core. It seems that my trip today was not in vain."

Before Song Qingyu could make any move, a shrill laugh came into her ears, and then a ball of red blood mist appeared above Song Qingming's head.

A moment later, a red-faced man walked out of the blood mist and showed a greedy look towards Song Qingyu in front of him.

"Peak level of Golden Core! How could such a powerful demon cultivator be hiding here when it's so close to Song State? The people of Hunyuan Sect are too careless!"

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the red-faced man in front of him, who had already reached the terrifying peak of the Golden Core realm, Song Qingyu's face suddenly showed an ugly look.

The "Hunyuan Sect" that has dominated the Song Dynasty for thousands of years is also a Nascent Soul Sect that is not much less powerful than the "Xiaoyao Sect", and there is also a Nascent Soul ancestor in charge of the sect.

The deserted island in front of us is only a few thousand miles away from the State of Song, not too far.

Logically speaking, demon cultivators above the Jindan level would not dare to hide here easily for fear of being surrounded and attacked by powerful enemies.

When he first sensed someone approaching the deserted island, Song Qingyu thought that the whereabouts of the three people had been exposed and that the person coming might be a Jindan cultivator from the "Hunyuan Sect".

I never expected that there would be such a powerful Jindan demon like the red-faced man hiding near this deserted island.

Seeing the red-faced man staring at him with a hostile look, Song Qingyu was already very nervous at the moment, but he still kept a calm look on his face. "Humph! Daoist friend is really courageous. You dare to hide here. Don't you know that this place is the sphere of influence of our Song country?"

"Haha, you ignorant youngster, you are so arrogant. I know all the Jindan cultivators in Hunyuan Sect, but there doesn't seem to be anyone like you!

I'll tell you the truth! Regardless of whether you are a cultivator of the Hunyuan Sect or not, since you have entered my territory today, you can't leave.

I originally wanted to come out and take a look, but I didn't expect to meet a mid-stage Jindan cultivator. With your blood and essence to bless the formation, my chances of breaking through to the Yuanying stage will definitely increase a bit."

As soon as the red-faced man finished speaking, his face was full of excitement. He immediately rolled up the blood mist beside him and turned it into a sharp sword, attacking towards where Song Qingyu was.

"Don't be so rampant, evil heretic!"

Seeing that the other party didn't take him seriously at all, Song Qingyu showed some anger on his face. He waved his hand and released the "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" straight into the blood mist.

At the same time, a beam of light shot out from the entrance of the cave below, and arrived in mid-air, transforming into a young man covered in a black robe.

After the man in black robe appeared, he swung a huge axe in his hand and created a shadow, splitting the blood-red sword in front of Song Qingyu into two halves, helping her block the opponent's attack one step in advance.

"Hey! Are there any accomplices?"

“No, this is a corpse puppet. No wonder it was able to kill my magic pet so quickly. It turns out that it had the help of such a powerful corpse puppet in the middle stage of Jindan.

This corpse puppet has a high level of cultivation and can be used by me after the blood sacrifice. Today really gave me some surprises!

Hahaha.."

When the red-faced man saw the black-robed "Golden Wind" suddenly appear, there was a hint of surprise on his face.

When he saw that "Jinfeng" was just a "corpse puppet" without intelligence, the corners of his mouth immediately relaxed and slowly revealed a bit of excitement.

"Hmph! What a shame!"

"No matter if I am a cultivator of Hunyuan Sect or not, this place is not far from Song State after all. I advise you to retreat wisely. Be careful that your appetite is too big or your teeth will break."

Although Song Qingyu had not yet fought with the opponent, she could see from the performance of "Golden Wind" that the opponent was very powerful, far beyond the opponents she had encountered before.

If Song Qingming was still by his side, with the two of them working together, Song Qingyu would naturally not be afraid of him.

But right now Song Qingming is still in seclusion in the cave, refining the "Divine Thunder of Heaven and Earth". If he is interrupted and called out rashly, all Song Qingming's previous efforts may be wasted, and he may be counterattacked by the raging "Divine Thunder of Heaven and Earth" in his body.

Now Song Qingming couldn't get away for the time being. Even with the help of "Golden Wind" beside him, it would be difficult for Song Qingyu to defeat the red-faced man in front of him.

Therefore, after blocking the opponent's attack, Song Qingyu, who was standing in mid-air, did not rashly take the initiative to attack Chimian.

Even though she knew there was little hope, she still wanted to try to delay the time as much as possible so that Song Qingming could refine the divine thunder and come out to help.

Facing Song Qingyu's warning, the red-faced man did not waver at all. He smiled with a hint of joking:
"I see you really won't cry until you see the coffin. Even at this time, you are still dreaming that someone will come to save you.

Although this place is not far from the Hunyuan Sect's territory, it would be impossible for them to rush over without an hour or two after receiving the news."

"Do you think you have a chance to last that long?"

As the red-faced man finished speaking, blood mist began to roll around him, and with a powerful momentum, it gathered in front of him and formed two blood-red dragons more than ten feet long.

Knowing that there was no way out and no other choice, Song Qingyu's face gradually became firm.

The "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" beside him split into five under his control, forming a sword net around him. He said to the red-faced man in the air with a serious face:

"Whether there is a chance or not, we still have to try it to know. If you have any magical powers, just use them!"

"Well said, I'll take your life first!"

As the red-faced man finished speaking, the two blood-red dragons that had been ready to move in front of him immediately turned into two red lights and rushed towards Song Qingyu and "Jinfeng" in the distance.

Both sides had already made preparations and the war was about to break out. In an instant, the sound of fierce fighting rang out over the entire deserted island.

The red-faced man's cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, and he was also a powerful demon cultivator who had once attempted to break through the Nascent Soul stage. The strength he displayed was far beyond that of an ordinary Golden Core stage cultivator.

Although Song Qingyu is a sword cultivator who is good at fighting, his cultivation is only at the sixth level of the Golden Core. Even with the help of the "Golden Wind" of the fifth level of the Golden Core, the two of them can only be equivalent to a cultivator at the eighth level of the Golden Core.

Judging from the paper strength of both sides, Song Qingyu is definitely at a disadvantage.

After the two sides fought, the facts were not surprising.

Under the fierce attack of the two blood-red dragons transformed by the red-faced man, Song Qingyu, holding the "Xuanming Golden Light Sword", was still able to cope with it and fought back and forth with one of the blood-red dragons.

But on the other side, "Jinfeng", whose cultivation level was only at the fifth level of Golden Core, quickly fell behind the second blood-colored dragon and was beaten back step by step.

Seeing that "Golden Wind" was having a hard time holding on and fearing that it would be defeated quickly, Song Qingyu had no choice but to separate the "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" from his own flying sword to go and help, and only then did he manage to help it stabilize its position a little.

After sending out his flying sword to help "Golden Wind", Song Qingyu naturally felt a lot more pressure, and for a while he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing that he had gained an absolute advantage and that it was only a matter of time before the opponent was defeated, the red-faced man did not become too radical. He continued to control the two blood-colored dragons to advance steadily and slowly expand his advantage.

Even though it was somewhat surprising that Song Qingyu practiced the art of sword cultivation and showed considerable strength, the red-faced man, who was already confident in his ability, still did not take her seriously.

In his opinion, the other party had already been his prey and there was no chance for him to escape.

Years of experience in fighting with others told him that the more he had to be cautious, the more he should not be too impatient. Otherwise, if he let his guard down, the opponent might find a flaw and try to escape.

The three of them were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and the aftermath of their attack caused the deserted island to shake violently from time to time.

Sensing the huge noise coming from the center of the deserted island, the nearby monsters and fish all hid in the sea, staying away from this somewhat terrifying deserted island.

While Song Qingyu was fighting the red-faced man, Li Xiuning, who was hiding in the cave, could clearly see the battlefield in mid-air through a magic weapon he had placed at the entrance of the cave.

As the battle continued, seeing Song Qingyu and "Golden Wind" gradually falling behind, Li Xiuning began to look a little embarrassed.

Song Qingyu had specifically instructed before that Song Qingming, who was still in seclusion refining the "Divine Thunder of Heaven and Earth", should not be disturbed unless it was absolutely necessary.

But now Song Qingyu and "Jinfeng" are gradually losing to each other. Li Xiuning is also afraid that if she fails to send the message in time, she will not be able to explain if something unexpected happens to Song Qingyu.

Just when Li Xiuning was hesitant, the "Golden Wind" in the air could no longer hold on, and was hit by the blood-colored dragon's tail and fell directly to the ground, raising a cloud of dust nearby.

After repelling the "Golden Wind", the blood-colored dragon did not continue to pursue the victory, but turned around to help besiege Song Qingyu on the side.

In the opinion of the red-faced man, no matter whether "Golden Wind" can continue to fight or not, as long as the "master" Song Qingyu can be eliminated first, "Golden Wind" as a corpse puppet will naturally not be able to continue to resist.

It was already difficult to deal with a blood-colored dragon alone, and now because "Golden Wind" was defeated and another one came to help, Song Qingyu felt the pressure doubled instantly.

He only lasted a dozen or so rounds before he was hit by his opponent and sent flying backwards.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Song Qingyu's defensive magic weapon, the Jade Ruyi, automatically released a ray of light to help her resist a lot of damage, so that she was not seriously injured.

Seeing that Song Qingyu was already at the end of his strength and could not hold on for much longer, the red-faced man smiled and said:
"Haha! I advise you to surrender so that you can save yourself some pain. Maybe I can even consider sparing your life and keeping you by my side as a servant.

Otherwise, if I catch you later, I'm afraid you will have to extract your soul and refine your spirit."

"How can we cultivators be slaves to the devil? The worst that can happen is death. What is there to be afraid of?"

After wiping a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Song Qingyu waved his hand and cast a spell again to control and gather a sword light. Then the "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" surrounded and attacked the red-faced man.

"Humph! You really don't know what's good for you."

Seeing that Song Qingyu on the battlefield in the distance was alone facing the siege of two blood-red dragons and was already in danger, Li Xiuning dared not delay any longer and injected the magic power in his hand into the sound transmission talisman.

Soon, the white talisman turned into a white light and flew quickly into the depths of the cave behind him!

But what she didn't expect was that at the same time the white talisman flew out, a ray of light also flew out from the depths of the cave.

In just a moment, a figure in green appeared beside Li Xiuning.

"Senior Song! That's great, you finally came out." (End of this chapter)