Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

The two were only in the middle stage of foundation building, and were no match for Jindan Zhenren. They were also poisoned by the snake, and their strength was only one tenth of what it was.

How could they withstand this attack?

"No..."

Song Ye'an closed his eyes in despair, regretting that he was too impulsive. If he had given in, he could have gotten rid of the snake venom. Why did he have to go to desperate places?

Now, not only did he harm his wife, but he would also implicate his family.

Just when he thought he was doomed, a purple light pierced the sky and collided with the green hand.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the green hand exploded, turned into a little spiritual light, and dissipated in the void.

"Who? Who dares to stop me?"

Shen Qinghong looked up and saw a purple-clothed boy stepping into the air, with a surge of spiritual power, like a deep sea, and he was in the late stage of Jindan!

"Ming'er!"

Song Ye'an's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The last time I saw Song Yiming was six years ago. He was only in the middle stage of foundation building at that time. How come he suddenly entered the late stage of golden elixir?

"Ming'er, is it really you?"

Li Qingyue was also stunned, her beautiful eyes full of astonishment.

Her spiritual sense scanned again and again, confirming that the person in front of her was really Song Yiming. She couldn't help but cover her red lips with tears.

"Dad, Mom, I'm late, and I've wronged you."

Song Yiming looked distressed, and hurriedly took out two detoxification pills from the Qiankun ring and gave them to the two of them.

"Ming'er, you..."

Song Ye'an looked excited and grabbed Song Yiming's arm, as if he was dreaming, and he still couldn't believe it.

"Dad, if you have anything to say, let's talk later. I'll kill this person first and vent your anger."

Song Yiming's eyes were full of murderous intent!

He looked up at Shen Qinghong, and a murderous aura swept the whole scene, making everyone feel palpitations.

"Who is this senior? He is a late Jindan cultivator. Why have I never seen him before? Is he some hidden old monster?"

"No way. From what he said, this man seems to be from the Song family, Song Ye'an's son, named Song Yiming!"

"What? Song Ye'an's son. I'm only in the middle stage of foundation building. How can my son..."

"I don't know, but it's going to be a good show. Shen Qinghong is arrogant and domineering with his cultivation. I'm afraid he's going to hit a wall."

Everyone was talking about it, and they were full of fear.

In Zhao State, there are only a handful of Yuanying Zhenjun. A late Jindan cultivator is enough to walk sideways!

"Fellow Daoist, misunderstanding, all misunderstanding!"

"Shen didn't know that these two were your parents, otherwise..."

Shen Qinghong's face changed drastically, and he cursed Song Ye'an a thousand times in his heart. Your son is in the late Jindan stage. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Are you deliberately cheating me?

What's more outrageous is that the Song family has been hiding this news and never revealed it to the outside world, otherwise he would never dare to humiliate the two in public.

"What else?" Song Yiming looked cold and murderous, "Don't you think it's too late to bring up the misunderstanding now?"

"I..."

Shen Qinghong's heart sank, his face was gloomy.

The man in front of him was too young, he looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a powerful spiritual power, which gave him great pressure.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I don't know what's good for me, I'm offended, I'll punish myself with three cups first!"

"In this way, my Green Snake Sect is willing to make compensation, whether it's spiritual stones or anything else, as long as this sect can take it out, you can choose it!"

Shen Qinghong took a deep breath, his attitude was very low, almost begging, there was no way, the situation was pressing, he had to bow his head!

If Song Yiming was determined to kill him, even if he could escape, he would have to pay a heavy price.

"Master Shen, I do have something I want to get from you."

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Song, please say it!"

Shen Qinghong breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the other party would not change his mind and wanted to kill people.

As long as the treasure can be used to calm the matter, everything is negotiable.

"Your life!"

As soon as the words fell, a purple fire dragon rushed out from Song Yiming's palm, setting off a rolling heat wave and burning the void.

Wherever the Purple Cloud True Fire passed, everything turned into nothingness!

"Damn it, you dare!"

Shen Qinghong was shocked and angry. He didn't expect Song Yiming to really dare to kill him. He turned around and left, and even the Jade Bone Green Snake didn't have time to take it back.

Are you kidding? He can't resist the full force of the late Jindan. If he is not careful, he may die here!

Unfortunately, Song Yiming has already started to kill. How could he let him escape?

"Zi Yan, capture that man!"

"I want to see him alive or dead!"

As soon as the words fell, a white jade coffin flew out of the Qiankun Ring, turned into a stream of light, and chased after him.

The coffin opened, and a purple-clothed woman flew out. She was so fast that she caught up with Shen Qinghong in the blink of an eye, and a mouthful of Nine Nether Corpse Fire gushed out.

"What the hell is this thing? It caught up with me so quickly?"

"No, this woman is a thousand-year-old flying zombie, and the flame is corpse fire!"

Shen Qinghong felt a chill rising from his back. He didn't have time to think about it. He threw out a small shield and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Buzz!

The small shield swelled in the wind and turned into a size of ten feet, blocking the top of his head. The Nine Nether Corpse Fire fell and collided with the small shield with a sizzling sound!

The terrifying high temperature burned the small shield red, and it was faintly melting!

"No, spare my life, I am willing to surrender!"

Seeing the Nine Nether Corpse Fire getting closer and closer, Shen Qinghong was really anxious. He begged for mercy and even lost the dignity of the sect leader.

As long as he could survive, the Green Snake Sect was nothing!

"Noisy!"

Zi Yan had no expression on her face. She pressed lightly with her jade hand, and the Nine Nether Corpse Fire split into nine, turning into nine fire dragons that roared out.

"Ah..."

Amid screams, Shen Qinghong was burned to ashes, and even his soul did not escape. The whole person exploded and turned into a blood mist!

A generation of Jindan Zhenren, fell!

Zi Yan waved her jade hand, grabbed a storage bag, and her figure flashed back to Song Yiming.

"Master, I am lucky to have fulfilled my mission!"

"Well, you did a good job."

Song Yiming nodded and smiled, opened the white jade coffin, took Zi Yan back, and cast a Yuling Seal to subdue the third-level jade bone green snake.

After doing this, he walked to his parents and handed over two storage bags.

"Dad, Mom, there should be a lot of spirit stones and elixirs in these two storage bags, enough for you to practice to the peak of foundation building."

"This..."

Song Ye'an was stunned and looked at Song Yiming, as if he knew him for the first time.

In less than three breaths, who in the whole Zhao Kingdom can kill Jindan Zhenren?

I'm afraid that even the Yuanying Zhenjun is no more than this!

"Good, good, Ming'er has made progress!"

"As a father, I know that my son is definitely not a thing in the pond. Once he encounters wind and clouds, he can turn into a dragon!"

Song Ye'an was excited and trembling all over. He took the storage bag, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and took a breath of cold air.

There were at least 300,000 spirit stones in it, and countless pills. There were several bottles of third-level pills.

In addition, there were three magic weapons, two exercises, Huiyang water, and some miscellaneous things.

It can be said that the things in the storage bag are richer than the entire Song family!