Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"Ten bottles or eight bottles?"

Fairy Hong Ling almost vomited blood.

Do you think the third-level elixir is cabbage?

Ten bottles or eight bottles?

The entire Jade Maiden Sect can't produce so many!

But her life is at stake, so she can only bite the bullet and say: "As long as I go back alive, I will definitely find a way to collect ten bottles and send them to the senior."

"Oh? You can decide?"

"I swear by my heart of Taoism. If I say even a word of falsehood, let my inner demon enter my body and die of demonic possession!"

Fairy Hong Ling's pretty face was serious.

"Okay, I believe you once."

"All disciples of the Jade Maiden Sect, come behind me, I will lead you to kill!"

Song Yiming nodded, waved his sleeves, and hundreds of corpse beetles whistled out and rushed towards the army of ghost soldiers.

The corpse beetles, with thick skin and flesh, are not afraid of death. For a time, they actually killed the army of ghost soldiers and made them retreat step by step!

Every time it devoured a ghost, the aura of the corpse beetle became stronger, as if it had a natural restraint on the ghost soldiers and ghost generals.

Hong Ling Fairy and others took the opportunity to retreat behind Song Yiming, looking at the powerful young man, with a glittering look in their beautiful eyes.

"So many second-level spirit insects!"

"Who is this senior?"

"The Golden Core True Man should not be unknown, how come I have never heard of him?"

Several disciples of the Jade Girl Sect could not help but whisper.

"Shut up, the identity of the senior master is not for us to speculate!"

Hong Ling Fairy shouted softly, interrupting everyone's discussion.

No matter what Song Yiming's identity is, he is their savior, and this cannot be changed.

With the help of the corpse beetle, everyone was unstoppable and quickly broke through the siege.

"Thank you for saving my life!"

"Don't thank me, just don't forget the reward you promised."

Song Yiming waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Senior, please stay!"

Fairy Hong Ling hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "May I ask your name, senior?"

"My surname is Song, and my Taoist name is Ziwei!"

Song Yiming smiled slightly, made up a Taoist name at random, and drove the Ghost-faced Demon Spider, turning away.

"Ziwei Zhenren?"

Fairy Hong Ling muttered, and fell into deep thought.

There are only so many Jindan cultivators in Zhao State. She has basically heard of all the famous ones, but she has never heard of Ziwei Zhenren.

"Does anyone know that there is a Jindan elder named Ziwei in the Five Poison Sect?"

"No, could it be that he just broke through recently?"

"Impossible, I remember that three months ago, he was still in the middle stage of foundation building, how could he form a pill?"

Fairy Hong Ling shook her head, her face uncertain.

At the Demon-Slaying Conference, she had seen Song Yiming, and his cultivation was clearly in the middle stage of foundation building, and she would never be wrong about this.

After all, there were seven sects and five surnames, and so many strong people were present. If someone concealed his cultivation, he would definitely not be able to hide it from everyone.

But, in just three months, the other party broke through from the middle stage of foundation building to the golden elixir stage. How could she believe it?

"Forget it, don't think about it. No matter who he is, he is my savior."

"When I return to the sect, I will collect ten bottles of third-level Dingyan Pills and send them to him."

Fairy Hong Ling shook her head and made up her mind that she must investigate the details of this Ziwei Zhenren after returning.

If possible, she must find a way to win him over to the Yunu Sect!

On the other side, Song Yiming hurried all the way and soon came to Liangjie Mountain, in front of a majestic pass.

Looking up, he saw the towering city walls, towering into the clouds, and countless ghost soldiers and ghosts wandering in front of the pass, as if there was no end.

"Is this the Ghost-Suppressing Pass?"

"Elder, let's go back. It's too dangerous here!"

Ye Liang's face changed and he couldn't help urging.

There are at least 100,000 ghost soldiers and generals outside the pass, including many at the Jindan level. Once the pass is lost, all the lives will be ruined.

"No hurry, I came here this time just to go to the Yinsi Realm."

"What? Yinsi Realm? Elder Song, you... you are not kidding, right?"

"Do you think I am kidding?"

"Crazy, crazy, elder, you must be crazy!"

Ye Liang was stiff all over, and ten thousand grass mud horses galloped through his heart.

You know, the Yinsi Realm is the lower plane of the underworld, full of ghosts, extremely dangerous, and living people who go there will die!

Isn't this an old man hanging himself because he thinks his life is too long?

"Why are you panicking? I didn't ask you to follow me."

"By the way, I have an appointment with Yuquan Zhenren. The Purple Extreme Scorpion will be controlled by you. You take it to guard the pass, and I will come back after I finish my business."

Song Yiming waved his sleeves, and a purple scorpion the size of a house appeared in front of Ye Liang.

"Purple Scorpion!"

Ye Liang swallowed his saliva, his face showing ecstasy.

Purple Scorpion, this is the guardian spirit beast of the Five Poison Sect, it is comparable to the Golden Core True Person, and its combat power is extremely terrifying!

With this spirit insect in hand, he can earn contribution points and exchange for foundation-building pills, so as to leap over the dragon gate and become a high-ranking foundation-building powerhouse!

"Thank you for the cultivation of the elder, the disciple will live up to the high expectations and swear to defend the Ghost Pass to the death!"

"Very good, I was right about you. When I come back, I will promote you to be an elder."

Song Yiming patted Ye Liang on the shoulder, waved his sleeves, put away the ghost-faced demon spider, turned into a beam of light, and rushed to the Ghost Pass.