Chapter 773 Walking into a trap, unbelievable (asking for monthly votes)
Seeing Song Qingming suddenly smile and salute her, the expression on the face of the woman in white not far away also changed, and she whispered angrily:
"Your Majesty stole my spiritual object and why are you talking about fate with me? This little girl can't bear such a fate."
Seeing that the other party's words were full of resentment, and his eyes were still fixed on the "Thunder Infant Fruit" on his body, Song Qingming also knew what the other party was thinking at this moment, and he was probably hating himself so much that he was gnashing his teeth.
In this regard, Song Qingming didn't mind too much. He still maintained a polite smile, stepped forward and continued to speak to the woman in white:
"Although I got this thing from my fellow Taoist, this thing is a chance in the secret realm. It is not the original thing of my fellow daoist. It is not right to say that I snatched your spiritual object. .
If anyone has the ability to snatch this thing away from me next time, I will only feel that my skills are inferior to others, and I will never dare to complain.
I think fellow Taoists should stop being so hostile to me! "
Before the secret realm of "Wind and Thunder Island" was opened, the six major sects had already established rules and regulations. All spiritual objects in the secret realm can be obtained by those who are able, and anyone can participate in the competition no matter what.
As long as you can bring the spiritual object safely out of the secret realm, then the object belongs to you, but before you leave the secret realm, there is no saying that others cannot compete for the object.
Just as Song Qingming said, the "Thunder Infant Fruit" obtained by the woman in white was also snatched by her companions from the monks of "Luo Maple Valley".
Now that Song Qingming has won this thing, logically speaking, there is indeed nothing illegal about it. This also makes the woman in white speechless and unable to argue.
The battle with Qiu Wuxin had already consumed a lot of mana in the woman in white, and her strongest trump card had just been used on Qiu Wuxin.
Although she was aggrieved, the woman in white also understood that now that she was facing Song Qingming, who was obviously stronger than her, she thought that the possibility of snatching the "Thunder Infant Fruit" back from the opponent was very slim. There was indeed nothing left. Have the confidence to complain to others about this.
After sighing unwillingly, the woman in white looked at Song Qingming who was still staring at her not far away, and asked with a helpless face:
"Fellow Taoist likes to reason so much. I think you are probably not a shameless villain. Now that you have obtained the Thunder Infant Fruit, you won't make things difficult for me like him anymore!"
After the woman in white finished speaking, she pointed to Qiu Wuxin, who was still struggling to break away from the "Tiangang Ice Prison Talisman" not far away. She quietly placed a hand behind her, ready to cast a spell at any time.
Her meaning was self-evident. Knowing that she could not get back the "Thunder Infant Fruit", she had no choice but to leave here. However, whether she could leave safely now required Song Qingming's consent.
What the woman in white said was to test Song Qingming's thoughts. If the other party was willing to let her go, then the woman in white would naturally not stay here any longer.
If Song Qingming was as greedy as Qiu Wuxin and wanted to get other spiritual objects from her, then she would have no choice but to fight to the death.
Hearing the question from the woman in white, Song Qingming first looked in the direction she pointed at Qiu Wuxin, who was not far away. After a while, he turned around and replied calmly:
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I just wanted to compete for the spiritual fruit. I am definitely not a shameless villain, and I have no ill intentions towards you.
But before you leave, I have one more unkind request. If you are willing to help me with this small favor, these elixirs will be my way of compensating you. "
After Song Qingming finished speaking, he took out two wooden boxes with a flash of inspiration in his hand and threw them directly to the woman in white not far away.
Seeing Song Qingming suddenly throwing two wooden boxes over, the woman in white was a little cautious and did not directly reach out to take them, but opened them while they were still in mid-air.
Seeing the two third-level elixirs shining with spiritual light inside, the woman in white who was originally very wary of Song Qingming suddenly showed a look of confusion on her face, not understanding what the other party meant by this move.
"Oh! If you want me to help you, fellow Taoist, just say so. If I can't do it, I won't dare accept these two spiritual objects."
While the woman in white was speaking, she was constantly thinking about what Song Qingming would ask of her next, and whether she deliberately took out these two elixirs to plot against herself.
Just as the woman in white was thinking about how to deal with Song Qingming next, her next words left her stunned.
"This matter is definitely not difficult for fellow Taoist, you just need to help me open the iron prison that traps that guy!"
"What are you talking about! Let me open the iron prison and release him. What do you want to do? Don't you know him?"
After hearing Song Qingming's request, the woman in white thought that she had heard it wrong for a moment, and then opened her mouth to confirm it.
But in the face of his own doubts, Song Qingming nodded seriously, confirming that what he just said was not a joke on him.
"I still have some things to resolve with this person. This iron prison is really in the way. Since this thing was released by fellow Taoist, you must have a way to open it at any time!
Don't worry, fellow Taoist, this is a matter between me and him, and it will never involve you. You can leave at any time as long as you help me open the iron prison. "
"Leave at any time? Fellow Taoist, do you think this guy will be as easy to deal with as me?"
Seeing that Song Qingming was not working with Qiu Wuxin to save him, but to settle some grudges with him, the woman in white breathed a sigh of relief, but the confusion on her face did not diminish.
In the previous fight, Qiu Wuxin's strength had far exceeded that of ordinary monks of the same level. Even the hunchbacked old man who came with her did not dare to say that he could defeat Qiu Wuxin with absolute certainty.
Song Qingming in front of him didn't seem to care about this, and his tone of voice didn't take Qiu Wuxin seriously at all. He actually asked to open the iron prison and release Qiu Wuxin. This also made the woman in white really confused. Why is he so confident?
The woman in white, who thought Song Qingming didn't understand the opponent's strength, could only continue to persuade:
"This person's cultivation level is still higher than that of fellow Taoists, and he has many high-level magic weapons and spiritual objects. If he hadn't been trapped by my Tiangang Ice Prison Talisman, I'm afraid the two of us wouldn't be able to talk safely here at this moment.
Since fellow Taoist has obtained the spiritual fruit, if you don't quickly find a place to hide at this time, you still have to settle some grudges with him. I really can't figure out why you have the confidence to say such a thing.
But no matter what you want, this is a matter between you and him after all, and I don't want to get too involved.
It's just that this person is greedy. I don't want to put away the magic talisman later and let the tiger go back to the mountain to cause any trouble to myself. In the end, I lost my life here because of you.
If fellow Taoist must resolve something with him, I can send you directly in. If you have any grudges, just resolve them in there. Do you think this will work? "
Facing the woman in white with her eyes open and looking forward to it, Song Qingming smiled slightly, shook her head gently and said: "I have been practicing for so many years, but I have never been in the habit of being controlled by others.
Let me go directly into the iron prison. After this matter is settled, if you are unwilling to take the initiative to let me out, how should I respond?
I have just said that I don't have any ill intentions towards you. If you don't want help, fellow Taoist, just leave on your own. I advise you not to play such tricks with me. "
After Song Qingming finished speaking, his expression changed slightly, and he was about to step forward to take back the two elixirs he had just given to the other party, but at this time, the woman in white continued to speak and interrupted his movements.
"Fellow Taoist, don't blame me! The little girl didn't mean to plot against you just now, but this person does have some interests. I was afraid for a moment and said the wrong thing.
If you want to forcefully break this Tiangang Ice Prison Talisman from the outside, it will definitely be difficult for a Golden Core Stage monk to do it for more than half an hour. If you don't believe it, you can go ahead and try.
I can help you open the iron prison, but this is too risky. If you can't deal with him, I may have to take my own life.
If you want me to take this risk with you, in addition to these two elixirs, you have to compensate me with some more spiritual stones. "
"I just said he was greedy, but I don't think you are much better than him!" After Song Qingming whispered a word in his mouth, he waved his hand and threw out a bag of spirit stones, which fell into the hands of the woman in white.
"That's all. I finally got some opportunities from you today, so it's okay to give you some compensation. But I also want to remind you that if people are greedy, most of them will not end well."
When Song Qingming chased them nearby, he actually saw most of what happened between the woman in white and Qiu Wuxin while hiding in the distance.
I thought Qiu Wuxin would kill her directly without any accident, but he didn't expect that he fell into the opponent's plan and was trapped in the iron cage.
The toughness of the iron cage released by the woman in white was beyond Song Qingming's expectation. Even Qiu Wuxin, who was holding the fourth-level magic weapon "Lihuo Red Heart Sword", was able to do anything with it in an instant.
With the barrier of this iron prison, although Qiu Wuxin could not threaten people outside for a while, if others wanted to attack him at this time, they would be affected by the iron prison and get half the result with half the effort.
Song Qingming's cultivation level is not higher than Qiu Wuxin's. Of course, he knows that it is impossible for him to forcefully open it in a short time. Once the time is delayed for too long, if others in "Luo Maple Valley" come to find him, they will attack him. The next plan is a bit troublesome.
Therefore, even if he spends more spirit stones, as long as the woman in white is willing to cooperate with him to open the iron prison, Song Qingming is still very happy.
After all, he had just snatched an extremely precious "Thunder Infant Fruit" from her, and it was a harmless thing for him to give her some spiritual stones as compensation.
But if the other party is really greedy and cannot satisfy these spiritual stones, then Song Qingming will certainly not follow her wishes.
Although the barrier of the iron prison had some impact on his next plan, it didn't mean that Song Qingming couldn't deal with Qiu Wuxin. The worst he could do was just make it more troublesome. Hearing the warning from Song Qingming, the woman in white quickly put away the bag of spirit stones in her hand and replied with a smile: "Haha! Fellow Taoist, don't worry, I am not a greedy person like him, these spirit stones are enough to satisfy me! "
After saying that, the woman in white moved and took Song Qingming back to the front of the iron cage where Qiu Wuxin was.
Seeing the woman in white returning to him with a strange monk, Qiu Wuxin, who was constantly attacking the iron cage, had some doubts on his face and took the initiative to stop.
"Hmph! How dare you come back? You are so brave! After I get out, none of you can run away!"
As soon as Qiu Wuxin finished speaking, the woman in white standing not far in front of him began to cast a spell without saying a word, and soon the iron cage next to him began to actively emit a burst of spiritual light.
Seeing this, he thought that the woman in white was going to use some kind of trick. Qiu Wuxin suddenly became a little wary, and cast a spell to release a protective aura in front of him.
"This is.."
What he didn't expect was that as the woman in white finished casting the spell, the black iron cage that had been trapping him suddenly disappeared.
"Fellow Taoist, I've finished my work, so I'm going to take the first step!"
After taking the initiative to remove the iron prison formed by the "Tiangang Ice Prison Talisman", the woman in white slightly cupped her hands to Song Qingming, then decisively turned around and turned into a ray of light to escape into the distance.
But as soon as she started, a red bloody light stopped in front of her. It was Qiu Wuxin who had just escaped from the iron prison.
"Hahaha, I know you won't be able to trap me for long. If you throw yourself into a trap today and no one can escape, you should just take out the storage bag yourself. I'll give you a good time when I'm done with my anger. !”
Qiu Wuxin, who was freed from the trap, certainly did not believe that the woman in white had taken the initiative to release him. He also thought that the iron prison just dissipated on its own after being attacked by him for a while.
With his face full of joy and pride at this moment, he couldn't help but laugh wildly when he looked at the woman in white and Song Qingming.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, the Thunder Infant Fruit is on my body now. If you want the spirit fruit, just come and get it. There is no need to embarrass her."
Hearing Song Qingming mention "Thunder Infant Fruit" not far away, Qiu Wuxin, who had been thinking about this thing in his heart, immediately turned around and looked at him, and soon saw the wooden box Song Qingming was carrying behind him.
Before entering the "Wind and Thunder Island" secret realm, his Yuan Ying ancestor had carefully warned him that he must bring out a "Thunder Infant Fruit" from the secret realm this time, so Qiu Wuxin naturally did not dare to neglect this.
Moreover, after this "Thunder Infant Fruit" was brought back to the sect, it would probably be used on him. It would also be related to Qiu Wuxin's future path, so he had to turn his attention to Song Qingming first.
"Hmph! None of you can run away today. I'll get the Thunder Infant Fruit first, and then I'll take care of you slowly."
After saying a word, Qiu Wuxin clapped one hand on his waist and summoned his "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" again, asking it to block the way of the woman in white.
Then he turned into a ray of light and flew towards Song Qingming not far away.
While his body was still in mid-air, Qiu Wuxin had already begun to cast spells with both hands. The "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" surrounding him had already flown out first, heading straight for Song Qingming's position.
Facing the sharp red light formed by the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword", Song Qingming showed no panic on his face. He took out a white scroll and cast a spell directly and threw it into the air.
After the white scroll was spread out in mid-air, it swelled in the wind and instantly grew hundreds of times larger. Then it quickly formed a large circle around it, wrapping Song Qingming and Qiu Wuxin in it.
At the same time, the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" controlled by Qiu Wuxin had also arrived in front of Song Qingming, and the sword directly penetrated Song Qingming's body.
However, what surprised him was that after Song Qingming was pierced by the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword", he did not scream as expected, but his whole body quickly dissipated in front of Qiu Wuxin like white mist.
At the same time, at the edge of the scroll not far from here, a man in green clothes carrying a wooden box emerged from the scroll with a smile. It was Song Qingming who had just disappeared suddenly.
Seeing Song Qingming appear again, Qiu Wuxin had no intention of giving him any chance to breathe, and immediately cast a spell to control the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" to quickly slash at his position again.
However, after this very majestic blow hit Song Qingming, he turned into white mist and disappeared again, and then emerged from the other side of the scroll.
Several times in succession, although Qiu Wuxin could quickly and accurately find Song Qingming's location in the scroll, every time he waited for him to launch an attack, all that was left on the scene was the afterimage of Song Qingming disguised in white mist, which did not harm him. Song Qingming himself.
"Hmph! Hide your head and show your tail. Wait until I take apart this magic weapon of yours and see where you can hide next!"
Seeing that Song Qingming was constantly avoiding his attacks through the scroll magic weapon, Qiu Wuxin snorted and directly called back the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" surrounding him, holding it in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the magic power in Qiu Wuxin's hand circulated rapidly, and a burst of red aura began to appear on his body, slowly covering the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" in his hand.
As Qiu Wuxin's magic power quickly poured into the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword", the aura and pressure of this fourth-level magic weapon became stronger and stronger. Even the entire white scroll was turned into blood red by it. color.
The woman in white who was entangled with the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" outside the scroll saw the scene not far away and felt the strong pressure coming from inside. She couldn't help but quickly retreat to the side.
But not long after she retreated, the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" immediately rushed toward her again, spitting out a golden light from its mouth and blocking her way.
Although the attack power of this third-level high-grade puppet beast on Qiu Wuxin's body is average, its escape speed is as fast as that of a late-stage Jindan monk and is somewhat difficult to deal with.
Although the woman in white can easily deal with the opponent's attack, as long as she turns around and runs away, the opponent will quickly catch up and stop her, making her unable to escape for a while.
Inside the scroll, Qiu Wuxin did not encounter any obstacles in casting spells. At this moment, he was completely enveloped by a red blood light, and his eyes also emitted red light.
The momentum of the "Lihuo Chixin Sword" held tightly in his hand was several times more powerful than before. The red blood light wrapped around it was ready to move, like a tiger that had just been fed, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.
Standing not far away and watching all this quietly, Song Qingming did not fear the attack that Qiu Wuxin was about to launch, and his face still maintained a very confident smile.
In Qiu Wuxin's view, the indifferent smile on the other party's face seemed to mock him, which made his whole face more angry.
Song Qingming's cultivation was only the eighth level of the Golden Core. It was beyond Qiu Wuxin's expectation that he could entangle with him for so long with the help of a relatively strange scroll magic weapon.
However, he did not plan to continue to entangle with Song Qingming.
Now that such a long time has passed, Qiu Wuxin has not yet snatched the "Thunder Infant Fruit" and completed the task assigned by the sect's ancestor.
If other people from "Luomae Valley" come and see this scene at this time, it will be somewhat detrimental to his reputation in the sect in the future. Now he must quickly get rid of his opponent.
With a cold look at Song Qingming not far away, Qiu Wuxin then clenched the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" in one hand and swung it hard, and a red crescent moon more than ten feet wide flew out from in front of him with a powerful momentum.
In this attack, Qiu Wuxin's target was not aimed at Song Qingming who was standing not far in front of him, but at the middle of the entire white scroll, vowing to cut off this magic weapon with one sword.
No matter how strong Song Qingming is, as long as this scroll magic weapon is destroyed and he is forced to face off, Qiu Wuxin, holding the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword", will have a great chance to quickly kill his opponent.
Seeing the opponent's fierce and powerful attack, Song Qingming, whose expression had not changed much, suddenly put away the smile on his face and turned into a serious look.
However, facing Qiu Wuxin's fierce attack, Song Qingming did not choose to take back his scroll magic weapon in time, but stood there and watched the white scroll being broken by the blood-colored crescent sword.
While the opponent was attacking, he took the initiative to fly directly to Qiu Wuxin's position.
Seeing that Song Qingming actually took the initiative to face him, Qiu Wuxin's face was suddenly happy, and the mana in his hand moved, and he wanted to cast a spell again to swing the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" at the attacking Song Qingming.
But just as he was about to cast a spell and swing the sword, Song Qingming, who had come not far from him, directly shot out three equally red mana, which turned into three red lights and shot at the "Lihuo Red Heart Sword" in Qiu Wuxin's hand.
The three red lights fell on the "Lihuo Chixin Sword", and immediately fixed this fourth-level magic weapon in place like a chain, causing Qiu Wuxin's sword swinging to suddenly stop strangely.
"How is this possible? How can you have the Chihuo Divine Art!"
Seeing Song Qingming cast a spell and release three red lights, Qiu Wuxin was stunned in place, looking at the green-clothed man in front of him in disbelief. (End of this chapter)