Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"Want to live, half of the year, otherwise, you should know the consequences!"

"However, I still have to be different from Wan Gui Zhenjun."

"Wan Gui Zhenjun, 90 % of the revenue, only half of the seat, how is it, is it very cost -effective?"

The monk went to the banquet, all Zhao Guo, with heads and faces. They naturally saw that Song Yiming was knocking on the mountains and tigers.

Regardless of consent, or disagree, there is no power now.

"Of course, this seat has always been compassionate, unlike Wan Gui Zhenjun, it will only fight and kill, search for property."

"If someone is unwilling, he can refuse in person. Song will never do something."

Song Yiming finished speaking, went to the banquet monk, was quiet and heard.

Just now this suicide God, slaughtering the elders of the ghosts, is still vivid. Even if they have the heart of resistance, they have no resistance.

"Since no one speaks, then the default, do you agree?"

"Yes, yes, I am willing to pay half of the income to the predecessors!"

Li Changye's first statement, took out a spirit bag, and sent it to Song Yiming's hands.

The rest of the monks followed suit.

After a while, Song Yiming got more than ten bags of spiritual stone from the hands of everyone.

"Very good, since you, you like to send money so much, you laugh at that seat."

"Remember every year, to Yunmeng Song, send half of the income, otherwise, the seat will not mind, and ask for it in person."

As soon as the voice fell, he went to the banquet monk. If he was pardoned, he turned and left.

Zhao Yuwei and Li Qingge were relieved and looked at each other, trying to leave.

"Stop, the two of you, with Wan Gui Zhenjun, have a lot of relationships, if you want to go like this, I'm afraid it won't work?"

Song Yiming scolded, and the two daughters were instantly set in place and could not move.

Li Changye also stopped, his brows were locked, and he seemed to be weighing.

"Senior, you have also received Lingshi. You might as well put the green song. In the guarantee, you must send the income obediently in the future."

"These two women, anyway, are the fiancee of Wan Gui Zhenjun, just let go of this, the face of this seat must be unable to hang up."

Song Yiming's mouth raised gently, showing a smile.

Zhao Yuwei may misunderstand the intention, put on a pleasing smile, and held Song Yiming's arm.

"Senior, he is with Wan Gui Zhenjun, just a paper marriage contract, there is no feeling of men and women, please also learn from."

"If you don't believe it ... you are willing, follow the predecessors, go to the Song family together, let the disposal to make innocence!"

Zhao Yuwei was shy, Li Qingge and Li Changye were stunned by this sentence.

Song Yiming glanced at it, without talking, but just left Zhao Yuwei out of ten feet.

"Don't be so troublesome, since you want to live, then play a game with this seat."

"I count it to three, you can run first, if you can not be found in this seat within one hour, you may keep your life."

Zhao Yu's face was ashamed, and Li Qingge also lamented that in the face of the Yuan Ying monk, he wanted to escape the birth day.

Song Yiming's hands around the chest, calmly, Li Changye next to him secretly squeezed sweat.

"three!"

"two!"

Zhao Yuwei and Li Qingge fled desperately, and they couldn't wait to fly their shoes.

In their hearts, they kept yelling, and they were so despicable that the style of Yuan Yingying, the style of acting?

"Sure enough, the world is afraid of power, but just a little bit of a small plan, you can easily get half of the income."

"With the worship of Lingshi, Yunmeng Song, the rise is just around the corner. At that time, it is not impossible to get a Yuan Ying monk again."

Song Yiming said with emotion, as if he felt something, he looked up.

In a humble corner, a white light was lit. When you look closely, it was a Liuyun fairy, and a key left when it fell.

"Strange, this thing can survive alone in Ziyun Star Fire?"

"Is it possible, the key is a different treasure? Or can you open a certain ancient practice?"

There was a guess that no one answered him, so he moved, picked up the key on the ground, and held it in his hands.

The spiritual power was injected and found that it could not be urged at all, so he included the Qiankun ring, and planned to study slowly in the future.

"Those two women are running out, don't you chase?" Qi Ling was puzzled.

"Two insignificant ants that are not important are to make them play. It does not mean to kill or not kill."

"The real problem now is this flame ring. Why is the owner falling can still restrain me and can't pick it up."

Song Yiming, carefully looked at the ring, trying to break hard, but there was no effect.

Take out a flying sword magic weapon and cut it on the flames. As a result, the sword body was broken, and it was broken into a pile of powder, but the flame ring was unscathed.

"Don't work in vain, Tongtian Lingbao, even if it is a imitation product, there is no special solution, it is impossible to force it forcibly."

"In this way, is this a ghost and true king, did I kill early?"

Listening to the explanation of the Ling Ling, Song Yiming sneered lightly.

"Can your Fuso Shenhuo break this flame ring?"

"Although Fuso Shenhuo, although it is the spiritual fire of the heavens and the earth, the flames are destroyed, and the flames are dedicated to restrain the flames. I am afraid it won't work if you want to use fire."

Song Yiming's face was ugly, and the consciousness explored it. He wanted to turn it into his own use, but was blocked by a barrier.

If the flame ring cannot be unlocked, it will be absorbed by the ring as soon as it runs the fire spiritual power.

"Senior Qiling, you are a Tongtian Lingbao, can't you handle such a replica?"

"Song boy, you take it for granted. Tongtian Lingbao also has specific functions."

"For example, some Lingbao are good at attacking, some are good at defense, and mine is used to store spiritual fire and transform the purple air from the east."

After listening to Qiling's explanation, Song Yiming sighed lightly, put the purple air Tongtian Ding into his dantian, and ignored it.

At this point, he can only find a Tongtian Lingbao other than fire attribute, or a replica.

In this way, he can use the power of the Lingbao to forcibly pull the flame-extinguishing ring from his hand.

"Great, it's been half an hour, and that Ziwei Zhenjun hasn't come yet."

"Hmph, my concealment formation is a method left by a formation master in the family. Even a Yuanying cultivator can't detect it."

"As long as we hold on for another half an hour, we can completely get rid of the other party and there will be no danger in the future."

Zhao Yuwei looked proud, hiding under a concealment formation, complacent.

Li Qingge nodded silently, but his eyes were still scanning the surroundings anxiously.

Of course, they didn't know that Song Yiming had already left and had never thought about playing the cat and mouse game.