Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Just as the man in black robe was calling for help to Yuan Fang, Song Qingyu behind him had also noticed the blood in the distance.

Knowing that the other side had reinforcements, she no longer hesitated and spurted out a stream of blood from her mouth. The "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" in front of her immediately glowed with spiritual power.

The black shadow running away in front was getting closer and closer to the blood light coming to rescue him. He was excited, but he didn't expect that the crisis was approaching from behind.

Feeling a powerful aura coming from behind, the man in black was suddenly startled and quickly turned around to look behind him.

Then he saw that the flying sword in Song Qingyu's hand had turned into a long green rainbow again and flew straight to where he was.

Seeing this very familiar scene, the black-robed man, who knew the power of the opponent's attack, was immediately shocked.

Some people couldn't believe that Song Qingyu had such a powerful killing move. He didn't even spend too much time accumulating magic power this time and was able to use it again so quickly.

Seeing that the long green rainbow was getting closer and closer to him, the man in black robe instinctively activated the blood-red shield to block in front of him, and then drove the black mist beside him into a giant axe to chop towards Song Qingyu.

Facing the oncoming black mist giant axe, Song Qingyu was not afraid at all. The flying sword in his hand moved forward and instantly hit the giant axe.

As soon as the black mist giant axe touched the long green rainbow, a green light flashed. The giant axe did not stop the opponent at all, and was directly knocked away by a transparent sword energy that emerged from the void.

Seeing this scene, the man in black robe was so scared that his eyes almost popped out of his head. He could only cast a spell with all his strength and put all his hopes on the blood-red shield in front of him.

However, this last defense, which he had placed high hopes on, failed to successfully block the opponent under Song Qingyu's sword.

As the green sword light reached, the blood-red shield in front of the opponent shattered instantly.

The next moment, the black mist in front of the black-robed man was dispelled by the green sword light, and his entire body was instantly strangled into several pieces by the sword light.

At the same time as the black-robed man's body was destroyed by the sword light, his soul immediately separated from his body, trying to escape from the battlefield and hide behind his master.

However, as soon as his soul appeared, it was immediately noticed by Song Qingyu who was standing next to him, and he directly activated the "Golden Sword Talisman" in his hand to chase after him.

"You dare!"

Just as Song Qingyu was killing the black-robed man's physical body, the red blood light flying from not far away had also arrived near the battlefield.

Seeing that not only the black-robed man's body was destroyed, but even his soul could not escape the opponent's attack, an angry roar immediately came out in the blood.

Then a powerful red blood spear flew out and headed straight for Song Qingyu's position, trying to block the opponent's attack.

However, Song Qingyu was well prepared for this attack and directly threw out a white short ruler.

Under Song Qingyu's quick urging, a giant white dragon instantly flew out from the "White Dragon Ruler" and bit the opponent's red blood spear that was attacking it.

Although the red blood spear activated by the opponent is quite powerful, the "White Dragon Ruler" in Song Qingyu's hand is also a third-grade top-grade magic weapon with extremely strong defense.

Faced with the crazy attack of the red blood spear, the white dragon bit the opponent tightly and prevented it from getting close to Song Qingyu.

While blocking this attack, the soul of the demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core state nearby still could not escape the fate of his companion.

However, in just a moment, the soul was directly killed by the golden sword talisman released by Song Qingyu's previous spell.

"Ah, Master."

After a scream, a burst of white light suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and then Song Qingyu controlled the white dragon in front of him to retreat dozens of feet away.

The "Red Blood Spear" not far away was also bounced back into the oncoming blood light by the opponent's aftermath after knocking the white dragon away.

"You dared to kill my two disciples. You will pay the price today!"

Seeing that the black-robed man's soul had been destroyed, a very angry voice suddenly came from the blood light, and then the red blood light began to surge violently.

Song Qingyu, who was standing in front, felt a powerful aura coming from the blood that was not weaker than his own, but he still had a very cold look and was not afraid.

"Humph! It seems that my sword has not had enough fun today. Since you are here, I will kill you as well!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingyu flashed his sword and urged the "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" in front of him to become several feet high. He slashed directly at the blood light in front of him, having already cast a spell to launch an attack.

The sword light had not yet arrived at Song Qingyu's side, but at this time, there were already gusts of cold wind in the red blood light, and dozens of "red blood spears" flew out again and headed straight for the opponent.

However, compared to the huge blood spears that just appeared, although the number of blood spears mobilized by the opponent this time was greater, the shape and size of the blood spears were obviously much smaller than before.

However, facing so many "Red Blood Spears" attacking at the same time, Song Qingyu did not dare to underestimate the opponent. He frowned slightly and directly activated the "White Dragon Ruler" to create a shield to fight the enemy.

There was a flash of red light, and Song Qingyu's body was shrouded in countless blood lights. There were continuous "roaring" sounds beside him.

Although the opponent's attack was somewhat sharp, it was still difficult to break through the defense of the "White Dragon Ruler". Countless blood spears were blocked one by one by Song Qingyu.

After a while, Song Qingyu directly activated the protective shield to break out of the siege of the blood-red spears and came out of the blood light.

But before she could rest for a moment, several figures flew out from the "red blood light" in front of her and transformed into several red corpses in mid-air, surrounding Song Qingyu.

"Blood Corpse Puppet! Another member of the Blood Demon Sect?"

Seeing the several "red corpses" in front of him, Song Qingyu quickly realized that their martial arts seemed to be somewhat similar to that of Ma Wuchen back then.

I didn't expect that after so many years, I would meet people from the "Blood Demon Sect" here again.

Seeing that Song Qingyu seemed to see through her origins, the person in the "red blood light" ignored her and controlled several Jindan-stage "blood corpse puppets" to attack her again.

Thinking back to the time at "Taiyue Lake", he was suppressed by Ma Wuchen because of his low cultivation level and almost died at the other's hands.

Seeing the people from the "Blood Demon Sect" again this time, Song Qingyu couldn't help but feel angry.

Under her control, the flying swords beside her suddenly turned into countless green sword shadows, instantly chopping off the numerous attacks coming towards her.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with the collision of blood and swords.

Although both of them had some resentment in their hearts, their cultivation levels were similar. After the fight, both sides used their magical powers, but neither had a clear advantage.

While the two sides were fighting on the battlefield, Song Yuanhao and others who were following from afar had already seen various flashes of light in the air not far away.

"The ancestor has caught up with them, everyone hurry up and go to support them!"

Seeing that the fighting on the battlefield ahead was very intense, Song Yuanhao thought that the people fighting with Song Qingyu were the two black-clothed demon cultivators from before, so he quickly increased his speed and drove the flying boat forward quickly.

Everyone galloped all the way and soon arrived near the battlefield.

At the same time, the demon cultivator in the "red blood light" also discovered Song Yuanhao and others who came to support him from afar.

Seeing that Song Qingyu in front of him didn't seem as easy to deal with as he had imagined, and that reinforcements were coming from afar, the demon cultivator knew that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable.

If the fight continues, not only will he not be able to capture Song Qingyu in front of him, but once he is surrounded by the enemy, it will be difficult for him to escape.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the demon became very decisive. He rolled up a few "blood corpse puppets" beside him and wanted to turn around and leave the battlefield directly.

But seeing this, Song Qingyu did not want to let the other party go, so he controlled the "Xuanming Golden Light Sword" and turned it into a sword shadow and chased after him directly.

At this moment, a flash of blood suddenly appeared in the "red blood light" in front, and a golden elixir blood corpse with blood glowing appeared in front of Song Qingyu.

Sensing that there was something wrong with the aura of the blood corpse in front of him, Song Qingyu hurriedly put up a protective shield and then dodged to the side.

Just as they had put a certain distance between themselves and the other party, they heard a loud "boom" from the scene, and the golden elixir "blood corpse puppet" in front of them, which was glowing with blood, suddenly exploded on the spot.

Fortunately, Song Qingyu had a high level of cultivation and noticed the opponent's actions in time, so he was not injured by the self-explosion of the blood corpse controlled by the opponent.

When she dispersed the blood mist in front of her eyes and chased forward again, she saw that the "red blood light" had already escaped several miles away.

After chasing for a while, he saw that the other party's speed was not slower than his own, and the distance between them was gradually widening. Finally, Song Qingyu took the initiative to stop and gave up the pursuit.

Previously, in order to kill the two black-clothed demon cultivators, Song Qingyu used his magical power "Xuanming Sword Qi" twice to defeat the enemy, which not only consumed a lot of his own mana, but also caused the loss of some vitality and blood.

Later, he encountered this late Jindan demon cultivator whose cultivation was not inferior to his own. After several battles, Song Qingyu had very little magic power left in his body.

She was already in a bad state, and she didn't dare to rush forward to chase her opponent.

Seeing that Song Qingyu stopped, Song Yuanhao and others who followed behind hurried to her side.

"Grandma, it seems that the devil has fled to Zheng State. Should we continue chasing him?"

"Forget it, this demon's magical power is not much lower than mine. Now I don't have much magic power left and I can't catch him if I continue chasing him. Let's go back first!
Yuan Hao, you should quickly send a message to Tianxingmen to inform them of this matter.

Have them immediately check the demon cultivators in the territory to see if this old demon is hiding in Zheng State!"

"Follow the instructions of the ancestor!"

Hearing Song Qingyu's order, Song Yuanhao and others standing nearby immediately responded, and then everyone turned around and returned to Wei State under the leadership of Song Qingyu.

At this time, he was in the air dozens of miles away. Seeing that the person chasing him behind him finally disappeared, the figure hidden in the "red blood light" slowly exhaled.

Then the blood light dissipated, and a thin, long-faced old man wearing cloth appeared in the air!
"I never thought that Song Qingyu was so powerful. It was a mistake to come here in the first place."

Thinking about how the two disciples with the highest cultivation level and a Jindan-stage "blood corpse puppet" had all been lost at the hands of the other party, the long-faced old man still looked a little indignant.

After a while, he transformed into a red light again and quietly left the place.
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A few days later, in the Song family meeting room in "Funiu Mountain".

After several days of seclusion, Song Qingyu had already recovered. He was looking at the statistics of the casualties among the monks compiled by Song Yuanfang and others.

After the great battle with the demon cultivators that day, Song Yuanfang and others immediately sent people to search the vicinity, and found the bodies of many cultivators buried in the caves.

Among them, they also found a number of monks who had previously disappeared inexplicably in the vicinity, which confirmed their previous speculation that those black-clothed demonic cultivators had been hiding there for not just a day or two, but at least more than half a year.

In addition to the two Foundation Establishment cultivators Song Xuanfeng and Song Sitong lost by the Song family, Lu Wenzhe from the Lu family also failed to escape. Along with hundreds of Qi Refining cultivators who accompanied them, all died at the hands of the evil cultivators.

Including other monks who had disappeared in the past six months, Song Yuanfang and his companions found nearly two hundred monks' bodies in the cave. After checking the statistics of the battle damage in his hand, Song Qingyu looked up at Song Yuanfang next to him.

"Yuan Fang, have you found Xuan Feng's body?"

“Reporting to my great-aunt, we have carefully checked the surrounding area and did not find Xuanfeng’s body nearby. I wonder if it has been destroyed by those evil cultivators.

We are still sending people to check the unrecognizable body parts on the mountain one by one. We don’t know if he is among them.

Look at Xuanfeng, should we prepare a cenotaph for him?"

That day, after the evil cultivator designed to blow up the altar, many corpses in the cave were blown up on the spot. Although most of the missing cultivators were found, the bodies of many people were destroyed beyond recognition.

On that day, the names of Song Xuanfeng and Song Sitong left in the family genealogy gradually faded away.

However, after Song Yuanfang and others searched the mountain for a long time, they only found Song Sitong's somewhat mutilated body, and no trace of Song Xuanfeng's body.

Thinking of this younger generation of his who had served the family for many years but didn't even leave a corpse, Song Yuanfang also felt a little uncomfortable at this moment.

Hearing Song Yuanfang's suggestion, Song Qingyu nodded slightly and sighed:
"Then let's arrange it this way first!
When Brother Seven comes back, I will explain this to him in person.

As for the Lu family, you also have to handle it properly. Since Lu Wenzhe died in the battle with the demon cultivators, the family must protect the descendants of the Lu family.

Notify Yuan Hao and ask him to come back quickly and go to Tianxing Gate with me."

After returning from "Yunwu Mountain", Song Yuanhao and others, who received instructions from Song Qingyu, immediately arranged for the monks to conduct a search in all directions to prevent any remaining demonic forces in "Qinghe County".

Ever since the Song family was promoted to a Jindan family, due to the powerful influence of "Funiu Mountain", the number of demon cultivators and bandit cultivators around "Qinghe County" has been greatly reduced compared to before.

Because of this, in recent years, almost all cultivators in the entire "Qinghe County" believed that their territory was in a very safe area, and their defenses against the evil cultivators and bandit cultivators were inevitably relaxed.

It was precisely because of this that the evil cultivators took advantage of the opportunity to hide near the Lu family and cause trouble.

Under the leadership of Song Yuanhao and others, the law enforcement team organized by the Song family quickly conducted a thorough investigation of the entire "Qinghe County" as well as the surrounding "Pingyang County" and "Bai Shifang".

Such a large-scale investigation soon alarmed all the cultivators in the entire Song family territory.

In the end, Song Yuanhao and his men really found dozens of demon cultivators and bandit cultivators hiding nearby, and eliminated all these black sheep in the world of immortal cultivation.

However, those who were eliminated by them were all ordinary low-level demon cultivators who were only in the Qi Refining Stage, and had no connection with the "Blood Demon Sect" cultivators that day.

In addition to the Song family's own territory, the Song family also promptly sent a message to Zheng State's "Tianxing Gate" to inform them of the matter and asked them to cooperate in investigating the high-level magic cultivators in the territory.

But the situation in Zheng State was much more complicated.

Because of the last "Monster Rebellion", most of the territory was conquered by the monster army, and the Zheng State's immortal cultivation world suffered heavy losses. There was chaos everywhere and it has not yet fully recovered.

Not only are there many monsters causing trouble in the territory, but evil cultivators and bandit cultivators are also common, and cultivators often disappear for no reason.

In this regard, the only remaining Jindan force in Zheng State, the "Tianxing Sect", was somewhat powerless and could not control the entire Zheng State's immortal cultivation world at all.

This also meant that many high-level demon cultivators who had escaped from various places to avoid being tracked by the righteous sects were hiding in the territory of Zheng State.

Even though the "Tianxing Gate" received the news from the Song family early on, their progress in investigating the demonic cultivators was far slower than that of the Song family.

Song Qingyu, who had just recovered, was a little worried that the evil cultivator from that day was still hiding near Zheng State, so he quickly took Song Yuanhao and others to the "Tianxing Gate" in Zheng State to help.
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Located in the southeast of Zheng State, in a deep valley where few people go.

The sky above this deep valley was obscured by a white fog, and one could not see the valley clearly from above. One could only hear gusts of whistling wind coming from inside.

At the bottom of the valley, in an extremely dark cave, there were five or six wooden coffins that looked similar.

At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared in one of the wooden coffins.

With the sound of moving wood, the entire coffin lid was instantly pushed aside, and a man in a green robe slowly stood up from the coffin and sat up.

Looking at the darkness all around him, Song Xuanfeng exhaled slowly, and a ball of flame immediately appeared in his hand, and the surroundings instantly became brighter.

"What the hell is this place?"

After a battle with the demon cultivator on the barren mountain, Song Xuanfeng was captured by the black-clothed demon cultivator because he was no match for his opponent.

Afterwards, his magic power was restrained by the other party, and he was in a daze all over, not knowing what happened next.

When Song Xuanfeng woke up again, he found that he was imprisoned by someone's magical power and sealed in a coffin.

Because of the magic power in his body and the other party's confinement, Song Xuanfeng was unable to escape from the coffin. He could only patiently cast spells to try to break the restrictions in his body.

It took a long time before Song Xuanfeng slowly broke through some of the restrictions in his body. He barely recovered a bit of his magic power and escaped from the coffin.

Although he didn't know where he was now, at least he had confirmed that he was still alive. Song Xuanfeng was secretly relieved at this moment.

However, most of the magic power in his body is now restricted, and only one tenth of it can be used now.

At this time, even if a powerful Qi Refining monster comes, Song Xuanfeng may not be able to deal with it, so it is far from the time to relax.

After recovering his strength, he stood up and climbed out of the coffin, then looked around.

Seeing that there were several coffins nearby, Song Xuanfeng curiously tried to push one open, only to find that there was also a foundation-building cultivator lying inside like him.

However, this person's cultivation level was much lower than his, he was only at the initial stage of foundation building, and he was also unconscious, with restrictions planted on him.

After discovering this scene, Song Xuanfeng was suddenly shocked and hurriedly sealed the coffin again.

If I guessed correctly, the ones who could imprison the monks in this way were most likely the demon cultivators, and I was probably in the other party's lair.

Thinking of this, in order to avoid alarming the other party, Song Xuanfeng hurriedly restored the scene, and then carefully tried to walk out of the cave.

After passing through several dark caves, Song Xuanfeng suddenly saw a burst of light in front of him.

Seeing that there seemed to be an exit ahead, he hurriedly walked towards the light and carefully approached it.

Just as Song Xuanfeng approached the location of the white light, he discovered that the white light was not the exit outside, but a sparkling white night pearl hanging at the entrance of a cave.

Seeing the dim cave ahead, Song Xuanfeng thought for a moment, but still did not dare to enter it rashly. He wanted to turn around and retreat the same way.

But before he could walk far, a strong wind suddenly blew out of the cave and blew him straight into it.

Because his magic power was restrained in his body, Song Xuanfeng was unable to resist at all and was swept into the cave by the strong wind and smashed to the ground. He almost fainted from the fall.

When he got up in a daze, he saw an old man with a long face suddenly appear in front of him, staring at him with a strange look.

"Hey! Boy, where are you from?"

"I am Yufeng, I accidentally entered this place without paying attention, I hope you will forgive me!"

Seeing that the old man in front of him had a much higher aura than himself, Song Xuanfeng bowed without hesitation and said a name he had made up casually.

After hearing what Song Xuanfeng said, the long-faced old man stared at him for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Wandered here by mistake!
You dare to be so dishonest in my place, kid? I guess you don’t even know who I am! "

After the long-faced old man finished speaking, a black aura suddenly emerged from his body, sweeping Song Xuanfeng into the air, and then he stared at his eyes closely.

Under the gaze of the long-faced old man, Song Xuanfeng felt as if his entire heart had been seen through by the other party, and he had no power to resist at all.

The black mist wrapped around Song Xuanfeng's neck, making his face red and making it difficult for him to breathe.

Seeing the strange magical powers released by the long-faced old man, Song Xuanfeng also realized that the man was displaying the magic skills.

Just as he had guessed before, he was caught by the other party and taken to a cave.

Thinking about how he had put so much effort into escaping from the wooden coffin, only to fall into the hands of the evil cultivator so quickly, Song Xuanfeng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If he had known this would be the result, he might as well have just stayed in the coffin and saved himself so much effort.

"Father, mother, grandfather...

I am an unfilial child. I will not be able to go to the mountain to burn incense and worship for you in the future."

Between life and death, Song Xuanfeng’s mind flashed again with scenes from his past.

Thinking about how he had practiced for more than a hundred years but ended up dying because of a careless move, Song Xuanfeng felt a little unwilling in his heart.

But the world of immortal cultivation has always been like this. Faced with high-level cultivators outside, people with low cultivation cannot change their own fate at all and can only survive in the cracks.

I hope I can be born into a good family in my next life!
Just when Song Xuanfeng felt that he was about to be strangled to death by the black mist, his neck suddenly loosened and he fell from mid-air again.

"Hehe! I didn't expect you to come from there. It's really interesting."

Just as Song Xuanfeng landed, the strange laughter of the long-faced old man suddenly rang in his ears again, and then the other party walked directly in front of him.

"Boy, I'll give you two choices.

If you want to live, take this pill of mine!"

If you want to die, I will refine you into a blood corpse later. You can choose one!"

"Senior, what elixir are you talking about?"

Hearing the doubtful voice from Song Xuanfeng's mouth, the long-faced old man waved his hand lightly, and suddenly a man in a black robe appeared in front of him and quickly came to him.

The black-robed monk was holding a red elixir in his hand, which emitted a strange glow. (End of this chapter)