Chapter 292 Conspiracy
Song Qingming knew that Cheng Yilong, who could become the leader of these bandit cultivators, must also be a cunning and insidious person. However, this kind of commonly used tricks are fine for Qi refining cultivators who are not experienced in the world. It would be a bit too young to do this with him now. It’s up to him.
"I advise fellow Taoist not to waste my time. It's not enough to buy your life with a third-level elixir."
Seeing that Song Qingming was unmoved by the jade box and showed a greedy expression towards him, Cheng Yilong smiled knowingly and took out another storage bag from his body.
"Half of the spiritual objects in Yi's body are here. With these, it's almost done. As long as fellow Taoist no longer prevents me from leaving, these are all yours."
After speaking, Cheng Yilong took the initiative to open the storage bag and poured out thousands of spiritual stones and more than a dozen various spiritual objects of second-level or higher quality. These things all looked like they were overflowing with aura. Just know it's not fake.
Placing these spiritual objects in front of and behind him, Cheng Yilong slowly stood up and took the initiative to slowly retreat. While retreating, he carefully stared at Song Qingming.
"Why are fellow Taoists leaving in such a hurry? I haven't even agreed yet!" Seeing Cheng Yilong leaving, Song Qingming put away the Blue Water Bell with a smirk on his face and wanted to catch up and leave him.
But just when he put away the Blue Water Bell, a short blade suddenly flew out of the jade box containing the third-level elixir that Cheng Yilong had thrown over and shot at Song Qingming quickly.
"Sure enough, it's just as Song Qingming expected. This is a conspiracy."
Seeing that the short blade was close to his side, Song Qingming quickly threw the blue water clock in his hand to block the short blade. However, in this way, he completely lost the protection on the other side.
"Haha! This kid only has this little ability. He still wants my spiritual objects. If you want so many of them, you have to be alive to get them." With the sound of the sky breaking from behind, Song Qingming hurriedly turned around and used the magic weapon on his body. The mysterious light armor that has been in use for many years wants to protect this side of himself.
A green light instantly filled Song Qingming's body, protecting him tightly.
Song Qingming has been practicing the Xuanguang Armor spell for many years and has become very proficient in using it. Moreover, the power and protective effect of this spell are much stronger than before.
However, Cheng Yilong, who had already reached Song Qingming, did not pay much attention to the protection he used. Instead, he showed a pair of contemptuous eyes.
Sure enough, Xuan Guangjia was quickly cut in half when faced with Cheng Yilong's blow, which only slightly delayed the speed of the black knife in his hand. After the black knife cut open the Xuanguang Armor, it quickly fell on Song Qingming's chest.
Just when Cheng Yilong thought the battle was over with a smile on his face, the black knife in his hand struck Song Qingming's chest, but he still failed to advance any further.
The opponent who was supposed to be cut in half by his sword suddenly showed a strange smile to him, and then as Song Qingming shouted from close range, Cheng Yilong immediately felt a dozen invisible spikes coming from all over his body. Several places pierced into his body, and one of the spikes penetrated directly from the back of his neck into his throat, preventing him from even screaming.
This blow caused the long-famous late-stage foundation-building master to lose his combat effectiveness in an instant, and his body slowly fell down uncontrollably. Cheng Yilong did not expect that this move of his own to plot against others would eventually make him fall into the trap. into someone else's trap.
Thinking that he had been practicing hard for so many years and was about to turn into a pile of loess, Cheng Yilong felt very unwilling. It was obvious that he had only made a small mistake in being cautious over the years, but he did not expect to end up like this just because of this step.
After robbing a wave from Qinghefang and returning to Eagle's Nest Ridge, Cheng Yilong also knew that he had done this, and Qinghefang would definitely come to take revenge. He had already planned it before setting off, and he would wait until the spiritual items were distributed. , he left Yingchao Ridge to buy elixir-forming spiritual objects in other countries.
Unexpectedly, so many monks from Qinghefang suddenly arrived at Yingchao Ridge. The insider who had traded with him several times no longer sent him news. This series of untimely actions also caused him to take every step without having time to execute it. There is no way to implement it.
Ever since I found a storage bag from an ancient Dongfu Sect, my practice along the way has been smooth sailing. Not only did I successfully use the Foundation Establishment Pill inside to build the foundation, but I also cultivated to a state that is only one step away from forming the Pill.
As Song Qingming said, a monk's life cannot always be smooth sailing. Cheng Yilong has been lucky for most of his life. Since arriving at Yingchao Ridge, he has been lucky enough to escape the arrests of monks such as Qinghe County and Pingyang County many times.
Unfortunately, his good luck has finally run out now. Just when he thought he had escaped the hunt, Song Qingming, the only second-level formation master in the team, came across. He appeared here at the right time and pulled him out, making Cheng Yilong completely reluctant to close his eyes.
Song Qingming, who had been slashed at close range, felt equally uncomfortable at the moment. Although Cheng Yilong's knife did not directly hurt him, it was still very powerful. Song Qingming's chest was shaken as if he had been hit by a boulder, and he took several steps back. Only then did he stabilize his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Song Qingming looked at Cheng Yilong who was already lying on the ground and turned into a corpse. He quickly stepped forward to check and saw that he had died, and then he was completely relieved.
Putting all the spiritual stones and spiritual objects that Cheng Yilong had taken out before into his storage bag, Song Qingming also packed up the black sword magic weapon he dropped on the ground and the dagger that sneaked up on him. .
These two magic weapons are also second-level medium-grade magic weapons. They look very similar on the outside, like the works of a master refiner. After Song Qingming looked at them for a while, he decisively put them into his storage bag. .
Not long after finishing this, two sword lights suddenly fell directly in front of Song Qingming. It was the two Huang family members who came to support after discovering the movement of Song Qingming's fight.
Seeing Song Qingming sitting on the ground recovering from his injuries and Cheng Yilong lying motionless on the side, the Huang family immediately knew that Song Qingming had encountered Cheng Yilong alone, and the two sides fought again.
But what the two of them didn't expect was that Song Qingming could kill Cheng Yilong so quickly on his own. This result made them somewhat unexpected. In their opinion, Song Qingming could hold off Cheng Yilong until they arrived here. Already very good.
While Song Qingming was still meditating to heal his injuries, Huang Shengxin hurriedly stepped forward to check on Cheng Yilong's body. After confirming that he was dead, Huang Shengxin swung a flying sword and chopped off his head with one strike.
"Three fellow Taoists, the battle over there is over. I have brought many people over. Have you found that guy?" After this loud voice came, Lu Yuanfeng also fell from the sky.