Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 340

"Who is it? Who is it? Come out!"

Song Qing summoned the Qingguang Ziyan Sword, his eyes burst out with brilliance, he scanned his surroundings, and roared endlessly.

However, under Song Qing's roar, there was silence around him, let alone any response.

After roaring for about half an hour, Song Qing's face suddenly turned red, he threw up a mouthful of blood, and fell from the sky.

Fortunately, Song Qing is also a foundation-building cultivator now, and his body is not usually strong. He was not injured by this fall.

However, Song Qing didn't stand up, but just fell to the ground, and the original fierce and abnormal momentum disappeared.

Slightly decadent!

"Xiaoqing is useless... Seeing the enemy is right in front of me... Xiaoqing is... I can't find him at all..."

Song Qing choked up, blaming himself intermittently.It turned out that he was looking for that unknown enemy in the scene just now!

"... Father, Mother, the death conditions of the people here... are very similar to yours... the enemy must have done it! But now where the enemy is, Xiao Qing can't find it. Help Xiaoqing force the enemy out! Xiaoqing will definitely kill the enemy and avenge you!"

It turned out that Song Qing discovered that the death conditions of the people here were similar to those of his parents and others, so he concluded that the enemy was here.

However, Song Qing had been allowed to roar for a long time before, but the enemy had no intention of showing up at all, Song Qing couldn't help vomiting blood under the urgency.

"Oh! Xiaoqing..."

Just when Song Qing's six gods had no master, a sigh came out. It was because the voice hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Song Qing.

"Tianlang, you've left the customs! You are so powerful, you must have a way, please find out who killed my parents! Now they are nearby!"

Hearing Tianlang's voice, Song Qing couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly begged Tianlang.

"Oh! Xiao Qing, they're not here..."

With another sigh, Tianlang spoke to Song Qing again, just like before, Song Qing interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"You lied! The death conditions of the people here are the same as those of my parents. They must be here. As long as you force them out, I will avenge myself without bothering you!"

Song Qing's face suddenly became severe, and he said this to Tianlang without any politeness.

"Xiao Qing, it's not that I don't help you. Since we met, how many times have I not helped you?"

Tianlang also understood that Song Qing was feeling uncomfortable at this moment, so he didn't blame him at all, but asked this question instead.

Song Qing was silent this time!
What Tianlang said was right, no matter what difficulties he encountered, Tianlang would help him at critical moments, and sometimes he would not hesitate to waste his own spiritual power.

"Xiaoqing, do you remember the ghost cultivators in the random graveyard?"

Seeing that Song Qing fell silent, Tianlang knew that Song Qing had regained some sanity, so he relaxed a little, and asked Song Qing again.

"That ghost cultivator?"

Song Qing frowned slightly, Song Qing naturally remembered the ghost cultivator who mistakenly mistaken himself for a ghost cultivator.

"Then do you still remember that he wants to dedicate the soul refining scroll to you?"

Tianlang in Langye Sword nodded slightly, and asked Song Qing again, but there was still a trace of hesitation between these words.

"That soul refining scroll? Could it be?!"

After Tianlang's reminder, Song Qing suddenly realized something.

"That's right, Xiao Qing, you'll find out when you go back and have a look."

In the Langye sword, Tianlang's eyes flashed brightly, he had already made up his mind, and said this to Song Qing.

"it is good."

Song Qing responded hastily, put away the blue light and purple flame sword stuck beside her, and with a pinch of the sword formula, controlled the Shuiyou sword, soared into the sky, and flew towards the chaotic graveyard.

In the graveyard.

Song Qing soon came to the place where the ghost cultivated his body and died. At this time, there were only a few bones left, and under the sunlight, they exuded a gloomy white light.

But Song Qing didn't care about these, his eyes were fixed on the soul refining scroll.

He walked over quickly, grabbed the soul refining scroll, and unfolded it for a look.

There was only a few paragraphs about the method of ghost cultivation, but Song Qing didn't pay attention to these, but at this moment, his eyes were completely cast on a certain place on the soul refining scroll.

There, a black symbol suddenly appeared, just like what Song Qing saw in that village before.

"Could it be... the village just now was poisoned by this person?"

When looking at those bones, Song Qing couldn't help but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, it should be like this, after all, I didn't feel that breath."

In the Langye Sword, Tianlang nodded slightly, the gleam in his eyes was erratic, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Breath? What breath?" Song Qing frowned.

"Sinister Qi, if you practice this soul refining method for a long time, you will be haunted by Yin Qi."

This time, for some unknown reason, Tianlang didn't hide anything, and just said it outright.

"Sinister Qi?! How high the cultivation base should be, it is completely beyond what I can compete with now!"

After hearing Tianlang's sound transmission, Song Qing's pupils shrank involuntarily, and he was already shocked.

Song Qing has been on the road of self-cultivation for some time, and he also has some understanding of this evil spirit.

One of the ten evil qis between heaven and earth, the yin qi contained in it is second only to the qi of the netherworld.

"Tianlang, you seem to have known about it a long time ago?"

After being slightly shocked in his heart, Song Qing's eyes flashed brightly, and then he asked Tianlang, which seemed to have some deep meaning.

"That's right, I probably thought about it when the ghost cultivator told about the soul refining scroll, but I was worried that you would lose your mind because of hatred, so I didn't tell you this, I didn't expect you to go to that village. "

Tianlang nodded slightly in the Langye sword, he had planned all kinds of things at the beginning, hoping that Song Qing would not discover the mystery, but it is still not as good as man's calculation.

"Why?" Song Qing asked gloomyly.

"Because, if you find out, I'm afraid it will delay your practice...Go to the East!"

In the Langye Sword, Tianlang's eyes flashed brightly, and he replied like this, but then he seemed to have noticed something, and said another sentence to Song Qing, and then waved his sleeves, cutting off the connection between Langye Sword and the outside world. connect.

Sensing that Tianlang had cut off contact suddenly, Song Qing couldn't help being taken aback, but before he could react, something happened.

"Haha, boy of Wanjianmen, you won't be able to escape this time, so just accept death obediently!"

Just when Song Qing was confused, a wild laughter came from a distance, and then a ray of light flew towards Song Qing from far and near.

"Golden Core Patriarch!"

Sensing this brilliance, Song Qing couldn't help shrinking his pupils, he quickly pinched the sword formula, walked with the sword, and fled to the east.

It was only at this time that Song Qing understood why Tianlang cut off the contact, but Song Qing really didn't know why Tianlang didn't take action by himself, but let him escape to the east.

However, Song Qing firmly believed that what Tianlang said was definitely not wrong, so after sensing the brilliance, Song Qing fled to the east without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)