Chapter 424: Golden Illusion Butterfly

What was somewhat unexpected was that after these spirit insects lost their master, their number decreased a lot, as if they had suddenly disappeared into thin air, which also made Song Qingming feel a trace of strangeness.

However, at this time, Song Qingming couldn't care about this anymore. After taking the storage bags of the three people lying on the ground into his hands, he turned and flew directly towards Xu Cheng Ziyan.

The purple-clothed woman who was still fighting with Xu Cheng Ziyan didn't expect that Song Qingming, who was unremarkable just now, would solve her three companions so quickly. At this moment, seeing Song Qingming killing towards her side, she immediately began to be shocked.

I saw her directly throw out a second-tier mid-quality spirit talisman, forcing back Xu Cheng Ziyan who was fighting her, and then quickly turned around and withdrew from the battle, jumped onto the flying boat she came on, and even didn't want the remaining companion, fleeing directly to the south.

In this battle, she completely underestimated Song Qingming's strength. In the purple-clothed woman's eyes, Song Qingming was not a disciple of a major sect like the Xiaoyao Sect. Based on his personal strength, logically speaking, he should only be a little stronger than ordinary Foundation Establishment loose cultivators.

Although the two Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivators responsible for containing Song Qingming had average strength, the purple-clothed woman still had some confidence in the supernatural powers of that late-stage Foundation Establishment withered old man.

The three of them joined forces to besiege an ordinary cultivator at the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment. Even if they didn't dare to say they could win 100%, they wouldn't be defeated so quickly!

It's just that she didn't expect that Song Qingming not only had very refined magic tools, but also had cultivation techniques and supernatural powers that were not weak compared to Foundation Establishment cultivators of major sects. Moreover, ever since Song Qingming entered the Dao and went down the mountain, he had experienced countless battles, and his experience in fighting was far from what an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator could compare to.

And the three people who besieged Song Qingming didn't even take out a magic tool with better quality during the battle. Only the spirit insects controlled by the withered old man could pose some threat to him. The best defensive magic tools on the other two cultivators were only second-tier low-quality, and they couldn't even block the Formless Escape Light Needle that Song Qingming had cultivated for many years.

At this moment, the purple-clothed woman was full of regret. This time, they were only targeting Xu Cheng Ziyan and the two. Who knew that Song Qingming, a Foundation Establishment expert, would suddenly appear, catching them off guard.

When Song Qingming expressed his intention to intervene in this matter, the purple-clothed woman also hesitated in her heart. However, facing a Golden Core spiritual object as valuable as the Golden Sun Fire Essence, she finally couldn't resist this temptation and chose to take action forcibly. As a result, all the companions she brought were folded here.

"Demonic woman, don't run!"

Seeing the other party suddenly wanting to flee, Xu Cheng Ziyan chased after her somewhat unyieldingly, still wanting to keep the other party, but it was a pity that the flying sword under her feet was much slower than the flying boat controlled by the purple-clothed woman, and she was quickly left behind by the other party.

On another battlefield, the bald man who was fighting with Xu Cheng Ziyan's Junior Sister saw that the leading purple-clothed woman had abandoned him, and immediately panicked and wanted to get out of the battle and flee here.

It's just that his luck and strength were not as good as the purple-clothed woman's. Before he ran a few steps, he was entangled by his opponent again, and soon died in the hands of Song Qingming, who turned back to support.

After killing this person, Song Qingming and the two waited in place for a while before Xu Cheng Ziyan slowly flew back, shouting angrily with an indignant face:

"This demonic woman, her means of fleeing are somewhat extraordinary. Next time we bump into her, I will definitely not let her go easily!"

"Hehe! Don't chase a desperate enemy. Captain Xu, don't think too much. This purple-clothed woman's supernatural powers are extraordinary, and she is estimated not to be an ordinary loose cultivator. If you really meet her, you still have to be careful!"

"That's right, Senior Sister Xu. This time we encountered a disaster, and being able to be safe and sound is already heaven's favor. This is all thanks to Brother Song's righteous help." Seeing that Xu Cheng Ziyan was still unyielding, the cyan-clothed woman hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her with a smile.

Xu Cheng Ziyan nodded with a smile, and together with the cyan-clothed woman, turned to face Song Qingming, bent down, and bowed:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Song, for your help. If it weren't for your righteous help today, Junior Sister Hu and I would probably have encountered the poison of these villains today."

Seeing this, Song Qingming hurriedly stepped forward to support them, shook his head with a smile and said: "Captain Xu had great kindness to me back then. Since I met it today, how could I stand by and watch? This can be considered as an opportunity heaven specifically left for me to repay kindness."

After supporting Xu Cheng Ziyan and the two, Song Qingming looked around and said again: "The movement here was so big just now, I am afraid it will attract other cultivators, so it is not suitable to stay here for long. Let's handle it quickly and leave here!"

After the three smiled at each other, they turned around and began to clean up the few corpses left on the ground and the spiritual objects on them.

Besides the storage bag on the bald man being taken by the cyan-clothed woman, the magic tools and storage bags of the people who besieged Song Qingming and the three all fell into Song Qingming's hands.

Although the bald man finally died in Song Qingming's hands, the main effort was the cyan-clothed woman who fought him. Song Qingming didn't care about this. Anyway, he already had enough spoils of war on him now, and he didn't care about missing this one storage bag.

In contrast, Song Qingming was even more interested in those golden spirit insects that were still flying around in the sky, and his eyes had never left them since the battle ended.

"These spirit insects are truly strange. The master is already dead, why don't they leave and keep lingering here." Xu Cheng Ziyan, who was on the side, saw Song Qingming staring at the spirit insects, and followed him over.

Seeing that Song Qingming and the two were somewhat puzzled, the cyan-clothed woman who had just cast a fireball to burn the few corpses raised a white bag and said softly to them:

"If I didn't see it wrong, these insects should be a very rare kind of spirit insect in the cultivation world, Golden Illusion Butterfly. I once saw this kind of spirit insect in a classic book recording spirit insects in the sect. These insects, after recognizing their master in their infancy, cannot leave the master's spirit beast bag for a long time."

"No matter how long they come out, they must return to the spirit beast bag to sleep every day. Otherwise, they won't be able to live long in the wild for a certain period of time without sufficient spiritual energy replenishment."

After the cyan-clothed woman finished speaking, she directly opened the white bag in her hand. Soon, those golden spirit insects that were still running around in the sky flew towards this side and entered the white bag.

"This spirit beast bag is what I just found on that old man. If Brother Song is interested in these spirit insects, you can just take them back and study them slowly." After the cyan-clothed woman packed these Golden Illusion Butterflies, she directly handed the white spirit beast bag in her hand to Song Qingming, who had been looking at her.

(End of chapter)