Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

Jueling Desert, a blessed place of spiritual realm.

Under a towering ancient tree, two Yuanying demon kings were meditating with their eyes closed.

A white baby girl was sitting on a lotus platform, her nostrils fluttering, the mist was getting thicker and thicker, and groups of white mist were pouring out from the roots.

The other one was the Soul Devouring Ant Queen, half human and half demon, hundreds of feet long, with a belly as thick as a bucket, supported on a huge stone platform.

The two had terrifying cultivation bases, both were fourth-level demon beasts, one was a water lily in human form, and the other was a thousand-year-old ant queen, who had reached the middle stage of the Yuanying period.

"Brother Shu, do you really want to let all those humans in?"

The baby girl giggled and trembled, her white jade-like fingers occasionally stroking the blue petals on her chest.

"Keep your voice down."

The queen ant frowned and her voice became cold: "Brother Tree is sleeping, let's not disturb him. It won't be too late to discuss it when he wakes up."

The baby girl responded in a low voice, raised her proud little face, glared at the entrance, and showed her disdain for the people outside.

"Brother Tree failed to be promoted this time, and he can only take human monks to replenish his essence and blood. Maybe he can usher in a second spring."

"When the time comes, this cave will be taken over by us, and we will no longer be under the jurisdiction of the old turtle. It will be beautiful to be free and at ease!"

The baby girl's voice was innocent, but her eyes revealed a charm that did not match her age.

Rustle!

The sound of leaves rubbing against each other resounded through the sky.

The thousands of corpses hanging on the ancient tree broke at the same time, making a crisp sound.

The tree demon also suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a terrifying face, seven bloody eyes, empty, without any vitality.

"Here we are... that traitor is finally here!"

"Qingteng Demon King, we spent so much to place you in the human race, but unfortunately, you chose to betray us in the end."

"Today, we will settle all the old and new accounts with you!"

The tree demon snorted coldly, and its huge body, as big as a mountain, suddenly emerged from the ground, and the rocks along the way were broken one after another.

It stretched out countless roots and swept all the way. Wherever it passed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. After a while, there was a black mark on the ground.

The two demon kings looked at each other, smiled, and followed.

"Oh, so there are four demon kings in the blessed land, not only the Qingteng clan, but also other demon clans?"

Song Yiming looked at Su Jin'er.

"That's right, a flower demon and an ant queen are both companion demons of the tree demon. I spent a lot of money to find out this news."

Su Jin'er looked daunted.

The Yuanying demon king is stronger than the cultivators of the same level, and he has born spiritual intelligence. If they join forces again, even the late Yuanying may not be able to deal with it.

"Very good."

Song Yiming nodded, his eyes showed no fear, only curiosity.

"I have another question, which Yuanying cultivators have entered the blessed land?"

"To answer the senior, in addition to the supreme elder of our sect, there are three from the loose cultivator alliance, as well as the Zhao family of Yujing, Qingteng Zhenjun and Liuyun Fairy."

"A total of six Yuanying."

Hearing this, Song Yiming nodded, and his eyes swept across and stopped at Song Yilong.

"Brother, there is a Yuanying demon king inside, it is too dangerous to go in, you stay outside, I will go in alone."

"This..."

Song Yilong hesitated for a moment, his cultivation level is only foundation building, and following in will only become a burden.

But if he doesn't follow in, the gap between him and his second brother will only get bigger and bigger. He is not as spiritually strong, and there is no chance, and there is no possibility of success in this life.

After weighing it over and over again, Song Yilong sighed, his eyes firm.

"Yiming, let me go in. I'll just explore the periphery and won't cause any trouble for you."

Song Yiming didn't say anything, but just looked at Song Yilong deeply, as if there was something more in his eyes.

"Okay, remember, follow me."

The spirit boat flew up, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the blessed land, there is no sun or moon.

A towering ancient tree, across the void, its dark roots kept rolling, and it was unknown how deep the roots were.

The ancient tree was covered with red leaves, dancing in the wind, like a red sun, illuminating the entire spiritual land.

"The ancient Fusang tree, no... just has Fusang blood, the real Fusang sacred tree has long been extinct."

"This cave is lush with vegetation, rich in spiritual energy, and can change positions at will. It is indeed a bit weird."

The voice of the spirit of the instrument sounded in his mind.

"Senior Qi Ling, what is the Fusang sacred tree?"

"Legend has it that there is a sacred tree called Fusang, which is the habitat of the ancient Jinwu clan. It can communicate yin and yang and connect heaven and earth."

"The Fusang sacred tree, the tree heart is bathed once every thousand years, and can give birth to the Fusang sacred fire, burning all things in the world."

"Back then, the tree in front of you only had the blood of Fusang, and it was still a lot worse than the ancient sacred tree."

Hearing this, Song Yiming's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

"Oh, so, then I cut it down, and then ignite the Fusang sacred fire to help you restore your body, how about that?"

"It should work, but you have to be careful, this tree demon will definitely fight to the death."

After the Qi Ling finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

There is a flight ban in the cave, even if the Yuanying cultivator can only be a few feet above the ground and cannot fly.

To get to the bottom of the tree, you need to pass through a foggy passage, and then pass through a valley and a waterfall to get there.

"This place gives me a bad feeling. It seems that something terrible is lurking in the dark."

"When I scanned with my spiritual sense, I could faintly sense a strong demonic aura. Could there be a more powerful existence here than that tree demon?"

After observing the area, except for the towering ancient trees, the demonic aura was clearly visible, and there was nothing unusual in other places.

Song Yiming left the Qi-refining tribe members to guard the exit, and took Song Yilong and Song Yixue to walk towards the dense forest passage.

The dense forest passage was shrouded in mist and dark, and the tree trunks were covered with various vines.

An old Jindan man led three foundation-building tribe members to wander around in the dense forest. After walking for several days, they did not find the exit.

Several people were wearing green robes with a duckweed leaf engraved on their chests. The old Jindan man was Li Changye, the clan leader of the Qingping Li family.

"Clan leader, we have been walking for three days and three nights. Logically, we should have passed through the passage, but why did we return to the starting point?"

A foundation-building woman wiped her sweat and looked solemn.

Since entering this forest, they have been going around in circles and have no way out.

"We must have strayed into an illusion array."

"What should we do? Can we still get out?"

"It's hard to say. My Li family is proficient in alchemy, but we have not studied array formations yet. We can only find ways to break the array bit by bit."

After Li Changye finished speaking, he took out a compass, scanned it carefully, and then stuffed it into his arms.

The spiritual consciousness was suppressed, the compass was invalid, and it was impossible to fly. The forest was too big, and it was too difficult to find an exit.

Along the way, the fellow cultivators seemed to have disappeared, making the already depressing atmosphere even more weird.

"Everyone take a rest first, replenish spiritual power, and then continue on the road."

"Okay."

A foundation-building woman responded and sat under a tree. Just as she was about to meditate, she felt the leaves above her head tremble.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the woman's head was pierced by a huge black wood root and died on the spot.

The root was as black as ink, with dense blood vessels growing on it, which were wriggling wildly, and groups of black mist were pouring out of the blood vessels.