Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"Why, do you abandon this girl?"

"Cut, timid ghost, or not a man, dare not kiss."

Su Qingxue's hips, her mouth was slightly tilted. She ate Song Yiming.

"So, I promised Su Girl, waiting for the secret realm, and take you to the people in the world. How about?"

This Su Qingxue died for thousands of years and had been in the Yin Division. It must be very boring and took her out to play. This temptation was definitely not small.

"This girl is not rare, you ..."

Su Qingxue subconsciously refused, but when he said half, he suddenly had a painful heart and his face changed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yiming's eyes flashed, and found that her eyebrows were in the heart, and a dark gas appeared, it seemed to be a strange mark, and she wanted to get out.

"The ghost emperor's mantra was printed, and the girl must go back immediately. You hug me tightly, don't let go."

Su Qingxue urged, grabbed Song Yiming's hand, and placed on Yingying's willow waist, her face was reddish.

"I offense!"

Song Yiming coughed dry. He was not a gentleman, holding the beauty of the beauty, and there was no wave of waves in his heart. It was impossible.

Su Qingxue jumped into the ancient well, and the two disappeared.

Yin Di Borders, the bloody moon is high.

After coming out, I learned that this woman was planted by the ghost emperor. Once she left the Yinji world too far and too long, the curse would have a attack, and she would not want to give birth.

As soon as he moved, looking at Su Qingxue in his arms, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Girl Su, ask the ghost emperor, what is the realm of the ghost emperor and what can you get rid of control?"

"Ghost Emperor, which is equivalent to your world, is unpredictable, at least the Mahayana period!"

"There is only one way to relieve the curse, which is to kill the ghost emperor!"

Su Qingxue smiled bitterly. The Raksha Ghost Emperor was the great emperor of the Raksha family. He controlled the vulva world and had countless ghost kings and ghosts.

It is hard to get to kill the ghost emperor!

"Mahayana!"

As soon as Song Yiming's pupils were shrinking, his face was dignified. The Mahayana period was already the pinnacle of the human world. If he passed the heavenly robbery, he could rise to the immortal world.

However, he did not have a little fear, but his eyes became more firm.

"Girl Su, in addition to the pain of this curse, there is other effects?"

"If I leave the Yin Division Realm, Xiu is unable to enter for life, and I will always be trapped in the Yuanying Realm."

Su Qingxue sighed, and she didn't want to get rid of control and restore freedom. Unfortunately, the ghost emperor was too strong.

Youdu, but a small town in Rakshasa, the ghost emperor, the ghost king and ghosts will be numerous, she is just one of them.

"I promised you, one day, it will help you to kill the ghost emperor and lift the curse."

Song Yiming is solemnly. He is not a person who likes bragging. Since he dares to say this, he will do his best to do it.

What's more, Su Qingxue saved his life and gave away Taiyin Jin Wu to help him kill Ming Yuan.

"Hum, you are a little Jin Dan, and you want to kill the ghost emperor.

"Waiting for you to practice in the Mahayana period, this girl has long died."

Su Qingxue smiled, like a lotus lotus blooming in the blood waves of the underworld, which was so beautiful.

Song Yiming lost his mind slightly, and quickly recovered Qingming. He was not a person who was sperm.

"Don't believe it, then wait and see."

"I am Song Yiming, although the cultivation is low, but knows that one Nuo Qianjin, it is necessary to speak out."

Song Yiming's expression was calm and his eyes were firm.

Su Qingxue looked at it for a while. This man seemed to have a special charm and convinced.

"The girl didn't force you, what you said, don't regret it."

Su Qingxue laughed and was very happy.

After living for thousands of years, it was the first time. Some men dared to take off Haikou in front of her to help her kill the ghost emperor.

Although it is difficult to know that this is difficult, it is even impossible, but my heart is still inexplicably moved.

"Song Yiming, this girl remembers your name. If you dare to say a word, even if you chase the horizons, you will not let you go."

Su Qingxue threatened fiercely, and suddenly came over, the seductive red lips, and kissed softly on Song Yiming's face.

"This is a reward for you. If you can't do it, you will curse you for a lifetime."

Her face was ashamed, leaving a word, turning and fled.

Song Yiming touched his cheeks, and there was a fragrance on it, and the aroma was tangy.

"This woman is really a fairy."

Holding his head, he jumped into him, jumped into the old spring, turned into a glory, disappearing.

Time, three years in a blink of an eye.

In the past three years, Song Yiming has controlled the spiritworm, all the caves, and the remaining Donglai Shenshi have been charged all vacuum to improve the cultivation.

After absorbing the five thousand gods, it was cultivated to the water and broke through the later period of Jindan.

During this period, he also went to a burial post, with the help of yin pulse ghosts, and successfully promoted hundreds of corpse beetles to the early stage of the third order.

Hundreds of corpse beetles, crossed together, are too powerful. Fortunately, the spiritworm advanced. In the secret realm of Ziyun, outsiders could not find it.

In addition, after absorbing the essence of the bloody moon, the spiritual fluid also successfully raised too much soul snails to the third -order success.

Zhao Guo, Ziyun's Secret Realm.

On this day, Song Yiming was practicing. In the Qiankun ring, there was a trace of throbbing.

"Huh? So fast, you will break through the fourth level!"

"Yes, there is no daytime world, the bloody moon is high, the spiritual fluid is constantly, and it is not surprising

"If I hadn't stayed in the underworld and my cultivation couldn't be improved, I would have wanted to stay for a while longer and catalyze a few more spirit insects."

With a thought in his mind, Song Yiming urged his spiritual power, and a ring appeared on his palm.

The spiritual power poured in, and he opened the Qiankun Ring. A flash of spiritual light flashed, fell to the ground, and turned into a three-foot-tall Taixu Spirit Snail.

In the past three years, after being fed with spiritual liquid, the size of the spirit snail has skyrocketed several times, and the yin-yang pattern on the shell has become clearer, emitting a spatial fluctuation.

Snap!

The Taixu Spirit Snail raised its head and hissed, and the yin-yang pattern on the snail shell glowed, emitting black and white light, like two vortexes, madly devouring spiritual energy.

For a moment, the entire Ziyun Secret Realm was shaking, and the spiritual power seemed to be attracted and constantly gathered.

Boom!

A thunderous sound rang between heaven and earth, deafening.

Over the secret realm, at some point, dark clouds covered the sky, and it was dark and dense, with lightning and thunder, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Hiss! Is this the 49th Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Thirty-six Tribulation Thunders, I wonder if Taixu Lingwo can withstand it!"

Song Yiming looked solemn, his eyes fixed on Lingwo.

Bang!

A Tribulation Thunder as thick as a thigh cut through the sky, fell down, and accurately struck Lingwo.