Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"It's not clear, but the blood coffin boy deliberately told that this person has what he wants."

"So ... I remember the elders of the five poisonous poison, and I haven't left Yujing City yet. If you encounter it, take it down."

Su Jin'er's mouth raised, showing a fun expression.

Although it is just one side, she can clearly feel that the "Girls' Yin Di Gong" can clearly feel that Song Yiming's body is extremely strong.

If she can capture this person and take away the air of pure yang, her cultivation will be able to go to the next level.

"Giggle, it is a lack of a qualified tripod, that person is good. If there is a fate, you can income in the boudoir."

Yujing, five poisonous gate station.

Song Yiming stood in the yard, looked up at the sky, his expression was dignified.

"Three nine nine thunderstorms, a total of twenty -seven ways, one more than one, you must deal with it carefully."

Song Yiming's thoughts turned all over, but the movement on his hands was not slow. When he touched the ring, he took out the Qisha Broken Bow, and the bow was like a full moon.

The magic weapon of this product was seized from the thousand -year -old fleet and the Qiankun ring.

After so many years, the prohibition of the seven -shake breaking armor has been cracked almost. With his current cultivation, it is enough to urge.

Om!

The bow string trembled, a arrow, wrapped in spiritual power, and splashed out.

boom!

A thunderbolt fell, hit with the arrows, hit it, and dissipated at the same time.

"Sure enough!"

Song Yiming's face was very happy. As long as he blocked the twenty -seven thunder, he could go smoothly.

At that time, the whole Zhao Guo will travel!

！!

Song Yiming opened his bow in a row, arrowed, wrapped his spiritual power, splashed out, and continued to collide with the thunderbolt.

Boom!

For a while, the entire courtyard was drowned by thunderstorms and arrows, flooded, horrible waves, and constantly impacted the surroundings.

Fortunately, Song Yixue left the courtyard long ago, otherwise, she could let her make her pink.

"In the classics, only the monks above the Jin Dan and above will have this kind of power when they are crossed."

"Could it ... the elderly break through Jindan?"

Song Yixue stood in the distance, her face was pale, and her heart was full of worry.

Although she just stepped into the Xiu Xianjie, she also knew that the better, the more talented, the more horrible Thunder.

The Thunder robbery led by the elder is obviously more terrifying than the records in the classics!

"Elder, you must support it!"

Song Yixue closed his hands and prayed in his heart.

Not far away, Mo Feiyan and Su Jin'er were stunned when they saw this scene.

"It's really that kid!"

"Three months ago, he obviously only had the foundation in the middle of the foundation, and now it actually led to a thunderbolt?"

"Moreover, the spirit bow in the hands of this person is still a magic weapon, and it has taken over twenty thunderstorms in a row. What kind of strength is this?"

Mo Fei's heart was shocked, and the eyes of Song Yiming were full of fear.

"Brother Mo, do you see, can this person go through the robbery?"

Su Jin'er's eyes flickered and asked curiously.

"Disaster!"

"Three or nine days, in the front a few lanes, he can still use the magic weapon, but in the latter, the power of thunderburst is enhanced, and the magic weapon is useless!"

Mo Feiyan sneered and determined that Song Yiming could not cross the heavenly robbery.

He knew that the thunderbolt was stronger than one, and the seven lattles were robbing, and the power was at least several times the front!

Next to, Su Jin'er didn't speak, just staring closely at the Lei Jie Center, and didn't know what he was thinking.

！!

In the courtyard, Song Yiming opened a bow in a row, and there were three thunderstorms, which were ejected.

However, as the thunder continued to fall, his spiritual power was constantly attenuated.

boom!

Twenty -fourth road robbery and thunder fell, Song Yiming was unable to dodge, his left shoulder was split, and the whole left arm was burnt.

The seven -shake breaking armor bows are also dim, and there are signs of collapse.

"Can't stop!"

Song Yiming's heart was not good, and his body flashed, so he hid beside him.

However, the thunder seemed to have a spirit. As soon as he moved, he moved towards him and split his head.

Song Yiming helplessly, he could only wave the spirit bow and resist the thunder.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Song Yiming was shocked out, smashed heavily on the wall, a bite of blood sprayed out.

The spirit bow in his hand also collapsed instantly, turning into a bunch of scrap iron.

"Elder!"

In the distance, Song Yixue saw this scene, and his face was pale instantly, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

Mo Fei's smoke shook his head, and a regret flashed in his eyes.

"Twenty -five mines, it is really rare to support now!"

"Only the last two are left. Unfortunately, this person has been seriously injured, and there is little spiritual power. I am afraid it can't be passed."

boom!

The thunderbolt fell, and the entire courtyard trembled fiercely, the terror was coercion, and the Quartet was covered.

"So horrible, this thunderbolt is stronger than the twenty -five fronts in front!"

Su Jin'er frowned, and finally understood what it meant what it was.

This thunder, she asked herself, if she changed to herself, she couldn't stop it!

In the center of Thunder, Song Yiming also felt the horror of robbery.

He was ruthless, and when he touched the ring, he took all the treasures on his body.

Well!

Magic weapon, spiritual tools, runes ...

One piece of treasure, splashing out, bombarding to robbing.

"The bottom of this person's home was rich, and even Lingbao even took it out."

Mo Fei's pupils shrink, and their faces are jealous.

It is good enough for a Jindan cultivator to have a low-grade magic weapon, but this person not only has several magic weapons, but also a spiritual treasure!

Is this fucking way to let people live?

Boom!

With a loud bang, all the treasures exploded at the same time, and the terrifying air wave swept in all directions.

The entire courtyard was blown up, and countless smoke and dust filled the sky.

Song Yiming was also blown away and smashed into the ruins, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

However, this thunderbolt was also successfully blocked.

There is only one thunderbolt left!

Song Yiming lay on the ground, looking at the thunderclouds in the sky, with a bitter heart.

His spiritual power has been exhausted, and all the treasures on his body have been used up, even the Seven Evils Armor-Breaking Bow, the Heaven-Suppressing Seal, and the Netherworld Bone Banner have been destroyed.

Now, the only thing he can do is wait for death!

"I am not willing!"

Song Yiming roared in his heart, his eyes were bloodshot.

He has been practicing till now, and has gone through countless hardships to reach this point today. Now, he is only one step away from the golden elixir.

How can he be willing!

In the courtyard, the seven-colored immortal butterfly was anxious, but helpless.

The power of the heavenly tribulation, no living creature can interfere, otherwise, it will only attract a stronger counterattack from the heavenly way.

Boom!

In the sky, the tribulation clouds rolled violently, and the last tribulation thunder finally fell.

This tribulation thunder was thicker than the previous twenty-six thunders combined, like a thunder dragon, roaring down.

"It's over!"

Song Yiming's heart sank, and his figure flashed, and he fled to the distance.

However, the tribulation thunder was faster, and it caught up with him in an instant and struck him on the head.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Song Yiming was struck, and the whole person flew backwards and fell into the ruins, and his life or death was unknown.

The seven-colored immortal butterfly also let out a wail, and the colorful light on its body dimmed instantly.