Chapter 574: Fighting for Treasures and Meeting Old Friends Again (Combined Chapter)

Seeing this, Song Qingming tried another secret room nearby, but was still bounced back by the restriction. This time, the counterattack was even stronger, almost knocking him to the opposite wall.

"It seems that these secret rooms are the same as the place where I came out. They can only be opened from the inside, and people outside cannot enter."

Knowing that the restrictions at the door of these secret rooms are somewhat powerful, Song Qingming did not try to study them again, and continued to walk forward along the endless passage.

After walking about a hundred feet, Song Qingming suddenly heard a sound of fighting from the front. He immediately tensed his nerves, released the "Phantom Boat", and released the Breathing Spell to hide his body in place.

After waiting for half an incense stick of time, the sound of fighting in front was still ringing, with no intention of stopping at all. Song Qingming thought for a moment, and finally couldn't help it, and released a few silver-white insects from a small spirit beast bag on his body.

After these silver insects came outside, they suddenly became a little excited, spread their wings and flew into the air.

Seeing this, Song Qingming hurriedly pinched the spell with his hands and cast a spell to control them, so that these spirit insects took the initiative to fly to the place where the fight was happening in front.

These silver insects were the "golden illusion butterflies" that Song Qingming got from others that year.

After decades of careful cultivation, the Song family has cultivated a lot of "golden illusion butterfly" larvae, a small part of which have advanced to adulthood and can cast more powerful magical spells.

The "golden illusion butterflies" controlled by Song Qingming are spirit insects that have advanced to adulthood. In addition to having powerful illusion magical powers, they can also hide their bodies during flight, making them excellent tools for tracking and exploring.

After these invisible "golden illusion butterflies" flew to the end of the passage, they quickly plunged into a taller hall.

Song Qingming, who controlled the "Golden Illusion Butterfly", could not share vision with these spirit insects, but he could still sense the breath of the cultivators at close range through the "Golden Illusion Butterfly", and thus judge the general situation of the cultivators in front.

After several "Golden Illusion Butterflies" circled in the air, Song Qingming, who was still far away, roughly knew that there were three cultivators fighting in the hall.

Two of them were relatively strong and had almost reached the late Jindan stage, while the other one was lower, probably in the middle Jindan stage. From the actions of several people, they seemed to be fighting for something there.

Just when Song Qingming was still hesitating whether to get closer to see the situation, he suddenly heard a sound of breaking wind from the direction he came from, and then a black crow flew quickly from a distance, directly over Song Qingming's head and headed towards the hall in front.

"It's actually the magic transformation technique of the demon cultivator!"

After passing by the black crow at close range, Song Qingming immediately sensed that the crow in front of him was transformed by a Jindan demon cultivator, and the cultivation level of this demon was not very high, at most only the second level of Jindan.

Seeing a Jindan demon cultivator appear here, Song Qingming was also slightly surprised. He didn't expect that this demon cultivator with a low cultivation level not only sneaked into the Tongtian Tower, but also entered the "Tongtian Pavilion" on the ninth floor like himself.

You must know that Song Qingming followed Huo Feng, a Yuanying cultivator, and finally came here. The other party who appeared here is very likely to be like him, following those powerful demon cultivators.

"Seeing that this Jindan demon cultivator is so hurried, there must be more than one demon cultivator ahead, so I'd better not go over and get involved!"

Thinking of this, Song Qingming carefully took back the several "Golden Fantasy Butterflies" in the hall, and then quickly returned the same way.

The Jindan cultivators who can enter the ninth floor are basically strong ones above the middle Jindan stage. In front of these people, Song Qingming's current strength is indeed not enough. If he is discovered by the other party, it will be difficult to escape.

For Song Qingming now, this time he can pass the trial and get a copy of the cultivation memory of the Yuanying cultivator, which is already a great harvest and worthwhile. There is no need to continue to risk death and go to the front to compete with those Jindan masters for spiritual objects.

In the hall in front, three Jindan cultivators who have passed the trial are struggling to fight for a small wooden box floating in the air of the hall with bursts of spiritual light.

Among them, the red-faced and long-haired big man has the highest cultivation level, which has reached the eighth level of Jindan. The skills of this person are very strange and he is also a demon cultivator. The other two are a demon king in the late Jindan stage and a Xingchenmen cultivator in the sixth Jindan stage.

The first one to pass the trial and enter the hall was the great demon king in the late Jindan stage. When he came here and saw the small wooden box in the air, just when he had just broken most of the restrictions and wanted to take the treasure, the cultivator from the Xingchen Gate happened to arrive here, and the two immediately had a fight here.

After the two fought for a while, the demon cultivator with a higher cultivation level broke in again. After a melee, seeing that the red-faced man had a higher cultivation level and was about to take the treasure, the great demon king and the Xingchen Gate cultivator immediately joined forces tacitly to deal with the red-faced man together.

Although the red-faced man could easily defeat one of them alone, the two of them joined forces and forced the red-faced man to be unable to get close to the small wooden box for a while.

Just when the few people were in a stalemate, the black crow that had just flown past Song Qingming sneaked into the hall again.

After seeing the figure of the black crow, the red-faced man was delighted and immediately sent a secret message to it secretly. Then the red-faced man's blood light was bright, and he used a powerful magical power to firmly attract the attention of the two opponents in front of him.

The black crow took advantage of the other two people's inattention and quietly went around and approached the small wooden box.

"Boy, you dare to rob things under our noses!" The black crow had just got the treasure when it was immediately discovered by the big demon king. Soon a powerful light blade slashed towards him.

Seeing this, the black crow was about to retreat to avoid the attack, but the red-faced man had already released a bloody light and blocked the light blade that was about to reach him.

"Yucheng, go get the treasure quickly. Remember, you must take this thing out safely, otherwise you can't come to see me."

After the red-faced man stopped the two opponents in front of him, he quickly sent a secret message to the black crow behind him, asking him to take the treasure out first.

The other two saw that the black crow and the red-faced man were in the same group, and they immediately became a little anxious. They rushed forward to stop the black crow that was taking the treasure.

However, the red-faced man in front of them was really difficult to deal with. Even if the two of them used all their strength, they still couldn't break through the red-faced man's obstruction. They could only watch him quickly break the ban and pick up the wooden box in one bite, and then fly towards the door.

"Hmph! If you want to leave, it's not that easy. Give me your life!"

Seeing that the black crow was about to fly out of the hall, the Xingchen Sect monk took out a yellow talisman, cast a spell to release a blue sword, and quickly rushed towards the black crow.

This blue flying sword was transformed from a very precious third-level upper-grade talisman. Ordinary Jindan early stage monks would definitely find it difficult to resist such an attack. When seeing the aggressive blue flying sword attacking it, the black crow also showed a bit of panic.

"Be careful!"

Seeing the powerful pressure coming from the blue sword, the red-faced man also frowned. After he couldn't help shouting, the black flag in his hand immediately turned into a black dragon and rushed forward to stop the sword.

After the black dragon bit the blue flying sword, a strong white light immediately lit up in the air. The aftermath of the collision between the two objects also forced the people fighting in the air to retreat several steps.

Although the black dragon looked very fierce, it only lasted for a moment before the blue sword pierced through its head, dissipated in the air and turned into a flagpole, returning to the red-faced man's hand.

Seeing that his magic weapon had been destroyed, the red-faced man didn't care about it at the moment, and hurriedly looked at the black crow that was still in danger.

The blue sword continued to rush towards the black crow that had not yet completely avoided it. Fortunately, the black dragon released by the red-faced man just now helped him buy some time to dodge, and also consumed most of the power of the talisman.

At this time, the black crow had already released several defensive shields in front of him, and also used a jade defensive magic weapon, which finally stopped the remaining power of the blue sword and saved his life.

Although he managed to save his life, the black crow was not doing well at the moment. Not only was his meridians injured by the attack of the talisman, but even the defensive magic weapon he had just used was immediately broken into several broken pieces, which was obviously useless.

After resolving the crisis, the black crow did not care about these things. He immediately grabbed the small wooden box and fled through the entrance of the hall into the passage he came from.

Seeing that the black crow was so lucky and survived under his third-level upper-grade talisman, the Xingchenmen monk and the big demon king beside him also showed a trace of surprise on their faces, and flew forward to continue chasing the other party.

However, the red-faced man in front of them would not let them do what they wanted. Even though he had just lost a magic weapon to help the black crow escape, the red-faced man's strength was not affected much. He easily stopped the two who wanted to rush out by blocking the door of the hall.

After the black crow grabbed the small wooden box and flew out of the hall, it returned directly the same way and quickly rushed to the end of the passage. When he came here just now, he already knew that there was a teleportation array over there, which could allow him to leave directly.

As long as he got there and took the teleportation array to run out, he would basically complete the task assigned by his master safely.

Just when Black Crow's tense nerves had just relaxed a little, something strange happened beside him. Five golden lights came from an opened secret room on his right, shining on Black Crow's feet all of a sudden, and soon knocked down the small wooden box he had been holding.

A figure wearing a bronze mask suddenly jumped out and reached out to catch the small wooden box that fell from his feet. Then he immediately took out a white flying boat and rushed straight to the teleportation array in front of the passage.

This green figure was Song Qingming, who had been hiding in a secret room nearby and lying in ambush for a while.

After deciding not to get involved in the affairs in the hall, Song Qingming left a "Golden Illusion Butterfly" at the entrance of the passage to watch the movements of those people, and he went to the other end of the passage to find the exit.

Just when he had just found the magic circle and wanted to try to see if it was the exit, the "Golden Illusion Butterfly" in the passage sensed that someone was coming quickly in front of him.

For safety reasons, Song Qingming did not choose to take the teleportation array rashly, and ran back to the secret room he had just left to hide his figure, wanting to see the situation first.

When he saw the black crow flying over with a wooden box with aura scattered all over it, Song Qingming hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but snatched the wooden box from his hand and ran directly to the teleportation magic circle in the passage ahead.

Song Qingming didn't have the guts to compete for spiritual objects from those late Jindan masters, but facing a Jindan second-level demon cultivator with treasures in front of him, he couldn't stand it. He could only say that this guy was unlucky.

After Song Qingming put away the "Five-Colored Divine Light Mirror" still in the air, he looked behind him and found that the black crow had not caught up yet, so he quickly accelerated the speed of the "Phantom Boat".

The black crow was panicked by the sudden attack, thinking that he had encountered a powerful opponent and sneak attacked. He retreated several feet before he stabilized his body.

When he reacted and saw that the person who snatched the wooden box from his hand was just a cultivator with a cultivation level similar to his, who was only in the early Jindan stage, he immediately shouted angrily and quickly chased after him.

"Who is it? Leave the things to me!"

Hearing the shouts from behind, Song Qingming felt that the voice sounded familiar for some reason, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

Now that Song Qingming had robbed someone else's things, he was afraid that someone else would catch up with him. He didn't want to get too entangled with the other party here. He just wanted to escape from here quickly. He didn't have time to think about these issues that were not very important to him now.

Seeing that the other party had already distanced himself from him, the black crow endured the injuries on his body and swallowed a blood-red pill directly. In an instant, his mana surged a few points, and his flying speed also increased a lot, which quickly shortened the distance with Song Qingming.

Song Qingming, standing on the "Phantom Boat", saw the black crow chasing behind him, whose speed was not much slower than his own, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

It seems that the other party must have some secret skills, otherwise, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a person with only the second level of Jindan to catch up with Song Qingming who was using the "Phantom Boat" with all his strength.

The two of them flew to the end of the passage one after the other. Just when Song Qingming was about to enter a white light circle in front of him that looked like a teleportation array, the black crow behind him suddenly spit out a sharp arrow formed by black feathers, and shot it quickly and fiercely at Song Qingming who was still rushing on the road.

"Damn it!"

After feeling the danger coming from behind, Song Qingming immediately stopped, cast a spell to stack the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" in front of him, and took on the opponent's attack with all his strength.

Just one step away, Song Qingming could enter the teleportation array and escape from here, but unfortunately the opponent's means were not bad, and a sharp attack still interrupted Song Qingming's plan to escape directly with the help of the teleportation array.

"Daoyou! My master will be here soon. You will definitely not be able to escape if you run away like this. You'd better hand over our things obediently. I can let you live and leave now!"

The black crow that had already caught up with him took a look at Song Qingming, whose face was covered in front of him, and directly transformed into a man in black, revealing his true face.

"How is it possible? It's him!"

Seeing the face on the black-clothed demon cultivator that made him 80% familiar, Song Qingming, who was standing in the same place, changed his face and almost couldn't help shouting out.

Although nearly a hundred years have passed, Song Qingming still recognized him at a glance. The black-clothed demon cultivator in front of him was Du Yucheng, who had met him several times in the past.

After the Black Stone Valley incident, Song Qingming went to investigate the matter with the people of Xiaoyao Sect. Several Qi-refining disciples of Xiaoyao Sect, including his third brother Song Qingze, died there, but only Du Yucheng's body was not found.

At that time, everyone in the Law Enforcement Hall of Xiaoyao Sect thought that this guy had already fallen into the hands of the demon cultivators. Unexpectedly, he not only survived, but also fell into the path of demons and successfully formed a golden elixir.

Seeing this face that surprised him, Song Qingming was filled with emotion for a moment. Who would have thought that Du Yucheng, who was ordinary in talent and always had a simple and honest face, could become a terrifying golden elixir demon cultivator.

Seeing that the other party was staring at him for a long time without any reaction, Du Yucheng thought that Song Qingming must have been frightened by what he had just said, and continued to speak to Song Qingming with a somewhat sinister look:

"It's not easy for you to pass the test and come here. You don't need to lose your life for something. I advise you to be obedient. Otherwise, when the fight starts, you may not be able to leave even if you want to.

You must know that I am a demon. My master's methods of dealing with people are not something that ordinary people can bear. If you don't want to be trapped and locked, you should listen to my advice and stop challenging my patience!"

"Your face reminds me of someone I have known for many years. You are not surnamed Du, are you?"

"Who are you and why do you know me?" Hearing Song Qingming calling out his surname, Du Yucheng was also stunned for a moment, and his mind began to quickly recall the familiar voice in front of him.

"After more than a hundred years of separation, I really didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Du had actually fallen into the path of evil."

Since he turned to practicing the magic technique under the coercion of Xiao Huang, Du Yucheng has hardly revealed his identity in front of familiar people.

Shortly after Xiao Huang's death, Du Yucheng turned around and became a disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect, the Yuanying Sect of the Demonic Path, and became a disciple of Ma Wuchen, the fourth disciple of the Blood Demon Patriarch. Since then, he left Weiguo and never returned.

Logically speaking, Du Yucheng was just an unpopular Qi Refining disciple in the Xiaoyao Sect. It is impossible for a Jindan cultivator to notice such an inconspicuous Qi Refining cultivator like him, let alone remember his name and recognize him at a glance.

Staring at the man with a bronze mask in front of him, Du Yucheng's mind suddenly flashed a somewhat blurred face, which slowly revealed a trace of disbelief on his face.

"Your voice sounds so familiar, it must be someone I have known before. Could you be Brother Song from Funiushan?"

Seeing that Du Yucheng had seen through his identity so quickly through just two sentences, Song Qingming was also a little surprised. He had only revealed a little flaw, but he didn't expect this guy to see the clue.

Seeing this, Song Qingming no longer wanted to hide his identity and took off the bronze mask on his face.

"It's you! Song Qingming, I didn't expect you to succeed in forming a golden elixir."

Seeing Song Qingming, who had not seen him for a hundred years and had become a golden elixir cultivator with a higher level of cultivation than himself, Du Yucheng's face was also immediately filled with shock.

Since he became a disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect, Du Yucheng has been hiding away from Weiguo for many years. Naturally, he didn't know what happened in Weiguo, and he didn't expect Song Qingming, who was almost as talented as him back then, to become a high-ranking and respected golden elixir ancestor.

Song Qingming and Du Yucheng, who were facing each other, were filled with mixed feelings when they saw each other, and they were stunned for a moment.

Both of them were from small Qi-refining families in Qinghe County. Now, beyond everyone's expectations, they have become Jindan cultivators who can ride the wind and clouds and dominate the world.

The only difference is that Song Qingming is already a respected Jindan Zhenren. After Du Yucheng fell into the devil's way, even if he succeeded in forming a pill after many hardships, he was still controlled by others and lived a life of fear and worry all day long.

In the eyes of the devil's cultivators, morality and affection are worthless things, even if they are direct disciples, they are tools that can be discarded at will.

Du Yucheng has also witnessed many of his fellow disciples die tragically at the hands of his master because of mistakes or failure to complete the task. If he had not known how to endure and observe the words and expressions everywhere, he would not have been able to survive to this day and succeed in forming a pill.

"Fellow Daoist Du, I have been in the stage of forming a pill for decades. As a cultivator of the magic path, it is not surprising that you do not know. To be honest, I was also shocked to see you today.

After you disappeared in Black Stone Valley, I went to investigate with the Law Enforcement Hall of Xiaoyao Sect. You must have been seduced by the magic cultivators in the Demon Suppression Tower and fell into the magic path at that time!"

Du Yucheng smiled and nodded slightly, saying, "Haha! I know what Fellow Daoist Song wants to ask. Yes, I did switch to the magic path after that. But don't worry, fellow Daoist, I did not kill your third brother. .

Of course, if you don't believe me and insist on putting the blame on me, it doesn't matter. The number of righteous monks who have died in my hands over the years is already piled up like a mountain, and a few of them won't make a difference.

For the sake of our acquaintance in the past, I would like to advise you that my master will be here soon, so you'd better hand over the things now and don't force me to do it, otherwise when he arrives, you will definitely not be able to leave here alive today. "

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