Chapter 509: Silver Jade Soul Silkworm (Subscription, Collection)

This ninth-level foundation-building cultivator turned a blind eye to the raging fire. His right palm flashed with layers of cold white light, and he fiercely slapped his abdomen.

After each slap, the face of this cultivator from Qingxiao Sect became paler and paler. After three or five times, he actually took out a silver-white spear from his dantian.

The spear was smooth all over, and there was no other feature except the occasional flash of cold light. It was when the spear appeared that Sun Mingsheng trembled all over and sensed a hint of fatal danger.

"If you want to take my life, how can you not pay a price?"

The ninth-level foundation-building cultivator showed a sinister expression on his face, and a stream of deep red blood mixed with pure magic power sprayed directly on the spear. A bright red demonic light flashed, and the whole spear turned into a stream of light, heading straight for the vital part of Sun Mingsheng's dantian.

After launching this full-strength attack, the cultivator from Qingxiao Sect seemed to have completely given up the subsequent resistance. Facing the raging fire and the nine-section whip, he did not dodge at all. His eyes were full of endless jealousy, and at the last moment, he also showed a smile of pride and viciousness.

Sun Mingsheng did not know the origin of this silver-white spear, but the threat from it was real and there was no exaggeration at all.

Before the spear came, Sun Mingsheng successively offered three second-level high-quality defensive talismans, one layer of yellow, one layer of blue, and one layer of gold, and three light shields tightly surrounded it.

"Crack"

The layers of light shields did not seem to have any effect in front of the spear. At most, they only weakened the power of the spear itself a little.

And at the moment when the spear collided with the light shield, waves of white lightning fell all over the sky, directly acting on his body, causing a tremor and stagnation.

Fortunately, the quality of the three light shields was unquestionable. Sun Mingsheng took advantage of the time he had gained and forcibly restrained the erosion from lightning at the last moment, avoiding the vital point of Dantian, leaving a penetrating wound on the right abdomen.

"Killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of myself, but everything is worth it for the sake of condensing the golden elixir"

Sun Mingsheng ignored his own injuries, turned around and took the silver-white spear into his hand, sealed it with magic power and put it in his pocket.

Then he jumped into the burning fire, took off the opponent's head and the storage bag on his waist. At this time, the battle of other monks had also come to an end.

"The battle is over, everyone is free to do as you please, I will go ahead"

After the battle, Lao Shu, holding the snake-headed staff, was the first to turn around and leave and disappeared in the wind and snow. The traces left under the cover of the special environment of the Arctic ice field soon disappeared completely.

Seeing that the battle was basically over, Sun Mingsheng would not stay. After all, as time passed, the cultivators of Qingxiao Sect might appear at any time, which would undoubtedly be irresponsible and put himself in danger.

In addition, if their identity information was leaked, the more time they had, the more chances they would have to exchange for the silver jade soul silkworm and leave safely.

The most important point is that the silver jade soul silkworm itself is precious. The traction envoy once said that five silver jade soul silkworms had been prepared, but who knows whether it is true or not. If the number of spirit insects is insufficient, the sooner they are, the more chances they will have to exchange.

Therefore, after leaving the battlefield, after a period of detour, Sun Mingsheng immediately turned to the general direction of Hongyafang City.

Hongyafang City is located in the central part of Shen State. It belongs to Qingshan Temple, the second largest sect in the country. It is about 30,000 miles away from the Arctic Icefield. If a ninth-level foundation cultivator goes all out, he can arrive there in three to five days after leaving the icefield.

"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? How dare they ambush our Qingxiao Sect cultivators, two fellow Jindan brothers, and six late-stage foundation-building nephews? If we don't take revenge, won't everyone think that our Qingxiao Sect can be bullied?"

"Send an order to the sect immediately, and make sure to block the main passage out of the Arctic Icefield as soon as possible. In addition, all recent outsiders should be screened."

The leader of the Qingxiao Sect's reinforcements was a late-stage Jindan cultivator. However, because they appeared a little late, most of the aura at the scene had dissipated, and there was no condition for tracking.

Because the battle involved life and death, all kinds of powerful means naturally emerged one after another, which further weakened the aura of the cultivators.

"Brother Gu, the other four Jindan cultivators acted very carefully and did not leave any traces."

After an incense stick, the other two mid-stage Jindan cultivators also came to join with a sullen look on their faces. Obviously, they did not find any traces left by the Jindan cultivators.

Along the way, Sun Mingsheng didn't care about his own injuries at all. He just swallowed a few healing pills while rushing on the road.

The marks left by the silver-white spear on his abdomen have not healed because of the erosion of lightning.

"Once the Qingxiao Sect finds traces of the battle, they will naturally not give up. We must leave the Arctic Icefield as soon as possible, go to the Hongya Market to exchange for the Silver Jade Soul Silkworm, find a secluded place to practice in silence, and wait for this storm to disappear."

Sun Mingsheng was naturally well aware of the crisis he was facing, which was the fundamental reason why he had been ignoring the excessive consumption of his source.

On a fairy mountain in the north of Shen Country, near the Arctic Icefield, several Jindan-stage cultivators were having a heated discussion.

"Junior Brother Jia is the most beloved descendant of the ancestor. This time he went to the Arctic Ice Field just to take the opportunity to find some spiritual objects, but he suddenly encountered a catastrophic disaster. This is a carefully prepared murder."

"Master Brother, please quickly order to block the entrance and exit of the Arctic Ice Field as soon as possible. Catch the turtle in the jar and arrest all the murderers. Only then can you explain to the ancestor."

"Although Qingxiao Sect is the largest sect in Shen Country, it is not invincible. The Arctic Ice Field is not owned by the sect alone. Once it is blocked, it may cause public anger."

"Public anger is terrible. Does Senior Brother Zhao think that the anger of the ancestor can be easily appeased?"

"Brothers, don't blame each other. This matter is still confirmed by the ancestor. We can just follow the order."

The head of Qingxiao Sect did not make a final decision as in the past. Instead, he continued to refuse all things to the Yuanying ancestor. The meaning of this can be imagined.

The Jindan-stage cultivators of Qingxiao Sect had not yet reached a consensus, so they naturally did not completely block the Arctic Icefield at the first opportunity. Sun Mingsheng and his group of five also left smoothly and went to Hongya Market.

"Senior, this is the silver jade soul silkworm, which is the reward agreed upon at the beginning. Please take a look."

In the Spirit Beast Pavilion of Hongya Market, after the Qi Refining-stage cultivator finished examining the head, he handed over a jade box made of spiritual wood. One of the silkworms was about an inch long with a silver-white silk thread on its back.