Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"You guys think you can stop me?"

Song Yiming snorted coldly, raised his hand and summoned the Purple Scorpion, Ghost Face Magic Bead, and Thousand Illusion Glass Insect.

The Purple Scorpion jumped up, and the poison hook on its tail swung out, turning into a purple light and hitting the blood coffin.

Boom!

The blood coffin shook violently and was knocked back several feet.

The Ghost Face Magic Spider also let out a sharp scream, spraying out black spider webs, wrapping the black poisonous snake layer by layer.

"This kid has a lot of third-level spirit insects on him!"

"Don't get entangled with him, just hold him back, and when Brother Bai Gu succeeds in taking over the body, this kid's spirit insects will be ours!"

The Blood Coffin Boy and Fairy You Ji changed their faces at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the two of them joined forces to attack, but they were actually blocked by the third-level spirit insects, but thinking of the plan of the real person Bai Gu, they were relieved again.

On the other side, the Thousand Illusion Glassworm flapped its wings, turned into a long rainbow, and chased after the White Bone Master.

"Damn it!"

"What kind of spiritual insect is this!"

The White Bone Master was shocked and angry, and hurriedly urged his soul to fly at full speed, but the Thousand Illusion Glassworm was faster and caught up in an instant.

Squeak!

The Thousand Illusion Glassworm made a light chirp, suddenly opened its mouth, and sprayed out a purple beam of light, which rolled towards the White Bone Master's soul.

"No!"

The White Bone Master screamed in fear and tried desperately to avoid it, but the speed of the spiritual light was too fast. The next moment, he was hit by the illusion and fell into a state of unconsciousness for a while.

"Ah!"

"My soul! My soul!"

Then, a shrill scream resounded through the world, and the White Bone Master's soul was swallowed into the stomach by the Thousand Illusion Glassworm.

The soul was swallowed, and the White Bone Master's body collapsed instantly, turning into a pile of bones and falling from mid-air.

A generation of Jindan Master, fell!

"Brother Bai Gu!"

This scene frightened the Blood Coffin Boy and Fairy You Ji so much that they dared not stay and turned around to run away.

"Want to run? Do you think I don't exist?"

"Zi Yan, stop them!"

"Yes, Master!"

Zi Yan shouted tenderly, clasped her hands together, and the Nine Nether Corpse Fire turned into a flaming hand, which fell from the sky and slapped the two.

"Fellow Daoist Song, spare us, we know we are wrong, please raise your hand! This... this is all the bad idea of ​​old man Bai Gu!"

"Yes, we don't want to be enemies with Brother Song! As long as you can spare my life, You Ji is willing to be a slave and serve you for life!"

The flaming hand covered an area of ​​several miles. The Blood Coffin Boy and Fairy You Ji had no way to escape, so they had to beg for mercy loudly.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

Song Yiming snorted coldly, and had no intention of stopping at all. These two people wanted to kill him before, so how could he let them go.

Bang!

The flaming hand fell, and the Blood Coffin Boy and Fairy Youji screamed miserably. They were beaten into pulp and their souls were destroyed!

At this point, all three Jindan Zhenren died!

"Master, give it to me!"

Zi Yan flew back and handed the storage bags of the two to Song Yiming.

"Well, not bad. You have made an indelible contribution to killing two Jindan monks."

Song Yiming's face lit up and he took the storage bag.

These two people are both Jindan Zhenren, and their wealth is naturally not small. This time, they can be said to have made a fortune.

It's a pity that the storage bag of Bai Gu Zhenren was burned to ashes by the Nine Nether Corpse Fire, and nothing was found.

"Master, you are too kind. This is what I should do."

Zi Yan smiled gently. She was originally a corpse, but this smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, and Song Yiming was stunned.

"Strange, zombies shouldn't be without intelligence, why do I feel that Zi Yan is a little different from ordinary zombies?"

Song Yiming was surprised, but he didn't care too much. After all, Zi Yan was a thousand-year-old flying zombie, which was different from ordinary corpses, so it was reasonable.

"Forget it, I'll study it carefully after I go back."

"Zi Yan, lie in the coffin."

Song Yiming put away the storage bag, took out the white jade coffin, and let Zi Yan lie in it.

At this time, the female corpse lay quietly in the ice coffin. Except for a thin layer of frost on her body, there was no abnormality.

After dealing with the battlefield and putting away the treasures, Song Yiming came to the four black coffins, showing a thoughtful look.

"This black coffin was banned by the Wan Guimen. No wonder Yuquan Zhenren and others couldn't break it, but it's not that easy to stump me."

Song Yiming muttered to himself, raised his hand and waved, and hundreds of corpse beetles fell on the black coffin.

Crack! Crack!

In a moment, holes were bitten out on the surface of the black coffin, the restriction was broken, and the coffin lid opened with a bang.

Yuquan Zhenren, Qiuyue Fairy, Leiyin Zhenren, and Huiming Zen Master who joined the group temporarily, slowly stood up from the coffin.

"Fellow Daoist Song, what happened outside? How did this coffin open?"

Yuquan Zhenren asked as soon as he came out of the coffin. The black coffin suddenly changed and trapped the four people. They knew nothing about the situation outside.

"It's okay now. The people from the Wanguimen wanted to harm Song, but they have solved it all."

Song Yiming smiled slightly and briefly recounted what happened just now. Of course, he did not mention the flying zombies and spirit insects.

"What!"

"Bai Gu Zhenren, Xue Guan Tongzi, You Ji Fairy, are all dead!"

Hearing that Song Yiming had killed three Jindan Zhenren, the four were shocked at the same time, their faces full of disbelief.

Song Yiming is only in the early stage of Golden Core, while the three people from Wanguimen practice ghost arts and are in the underworld, so their strength has increased dramatically.

One-on-one, they are not necessarily opponents, let alone one against three. Doesn't it mean that Song Yiming's magical power is stronger than them!

"Fellow Daoist Song, you are really a hidden talent. I admire you, I admire you!"

"Hmph, the people from the Wan Gui Gate are really damned. I was wondering why this black coffin suddenly couldn't be opened. It turned out that they were the ones who did it!"

Yuquan Zhenren and Qiuyue Fairy both bowed to Song Yiming and congratulated him, while cursing the Wan Gui Gate for being despicable.

Master Huiming put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

"Donor Song, can you tell me the details of the fight just now? I am a little curious about how Donor Song did it."

"The process was a bit dangerous. It was also a fluke that I was able to kill three people."

"If it weren't for the three people from the Wan Gui Gate who killed each other in order to seize the treasure, Song would have no choice but to reap the benefits."

Song Yiming smiled slightly and did not continue to dwell on this issue, but changed the subject.

"Fellow Daoist Yuquan, we have already wasted quite a bit of time. Let's hurry up and get going to avoid any more accidents."