Chapter 46: Disaster Strikes from Heaven

  The huge sound had already frightened the tourists and locals around, running in all directions. Fortunately, that meteor did not hit anyone, otherwise it would have been a fatal disaster, with no whole body left.

  The women around him also had a slightly pale face, Pan Hao comforted them with a few strange words and looked at the boat that fell hundreds of meters away. Indeed, it was a golden-colored law boat. The one that just fell down was a law enforcement vessel, and Pan Hao saw that the cultivators inside were the two men and two women who entered Qingyu County the day before yesterday.

  "Chatter, chatter, you pure Yang Sect rabbits, obediently be sacrificed by the old demon!" A shocking and eerie laughter fell from the clouds, before the voice had even faded away, an old man with a black robe and disheveled white hair appeared in the sky.

  The old man's laughter was strange, as if it were the sound of two metal sheets rubbing against each other. He suspended himself in mid-air and slowly came to a stop about 100 meters away from the Golden Ark.

  "Withered old demon, we've just informed the sect. You killed us, but you won't be able to escape either." Song Qing walked out of the golden boat and said fiercely to the old man.

  "Ha! I, the old devil, have been through countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Today, who knows how many dry bones I've trampled underfoot to get where I am now? You think you can intimidate me, you insignificant little brat?" The Dry Bone Old Devil cackled with glee.

  "Are you referring to this thing? Unfortunately, it's already in my hands." The old devil's right hand pulled out a small, golden-yellow sword from his sleeve. This sword hummed and vibrated non-stop, as if wanting to escape the old devil's palm, but was tightly grasped by him.

  "How is this possible! How did you know?!" The four of them suddenly changed color. This was the distress signal device that Song Qing had just sent out, unexpectedly intercepted by the old demon Ku Gu. Could it be that the four of them would lose their lives here? Thinking of this, the four of them turned even paler.

  "Ha! I, the old devil, have killed countless people. How could I not be prepared?!" The withered bone devil looked at the four people in front of him with a pleased expression, their souls were a great tonic! As long as the ancestral devil flag absorbed them, its power would likely increase greatly.

  "Withered old demon, you should know the terror of our Pure Yang Sect. Why must you kill us all?" The leader of the four, Song Qing, said with a gloomy face.

  "What you call the right path is just a hypocrite. I'm not killing for the first time, whether they know or not is one thing, and finding out or not is another. No one here can escape!" The old devil of dry bones said with a sinister tone, looking at the tourists on the Jade Peak Road with ill intentions.

  Dozens of tourists who were originally hundreds of meters away suddenly changed their faces, turned pale, and rushed down the mountain road. The old devil saw this, and a small black flag suddenly appeared in his hand, with golden silk embroidery on all four sides, looking luxurious and mysterious. On the flag, a green-faced ghost head was painted, emitting an evil aura. He waved the small flag downwards.

  "Ah! Help!"

  ……

  A shrill cry rang out. In an instant, a thin black fog enveloped the surrounding area of several thousand meters. The black fog wrapped around tourists within several thousand meters, and as soon as they came into contact with it, their bodies immediately rotted away. Their flesh was corroded by the toxic gas, falling off in chunks. In an instant, a living person turned into a skeleton. Finally, even the skeleton disappeared, absorbed by the thin fog.

  Everyone took a deep breath, it was a vicious and sinister magical artifact.

  "Old devil, you're slaughtering innocent people!" Zhang Jun looked at the tourists killed by the poisonous fog and shouted angrily. The two girls had long been frightened and hid behind Zhang Jun and Song Qing's backs. Song Qing also showed a face of unbearable pain as he looked at the dead tourists.

  "It's their fault for having bad luck when they went out today!"

  The old devil Ku Gu laughed at Zhang Jun's words with scorn.

  "You'd better worry about yourselves!" The old devilish skeleton sneered.

  On the other hand, several girls beside Pan Hao had already hidden behind him, looking at the shrinking black fog in horror. At this time, a fire of anger was ignited in Pan Hao's heart, and this was simply a disaster from heaven.

  "Brother Hao, can you win?" The little girl behind him looked at the increasingly dense black fog with concern, she had been by Pan Hao's side for so long and naturally knew that Pan Hao was not an ordinary person.

  "It's nothing." Pan Hao said calmly, his eyes deep and serene.

  Other lucky tourists who had not been in contact with the black fog were desperately running back and forth, coming to Pan Hao's location. At this time, they were almost desperate, as the roads up and down the mountain were surrounded by black fog, and there was an even more terrifying killer in between.

  "Chatter chatter." The old demon seemed to be looking at ordinary people like ants, struggling to survive in despair. This feeling is truly delightful!

  "I'll hold off the old devil's withered bones next time, you take advantage of the opportunity to break through the dark fog and hurry back to the sect."

  Song Qing suddenly lifted his head, transmitted a message to the three people beside him with his divine sense, and then handed a round dark red object to Zhang Jun beside him.

  "Brother Song..."

  The three of them suddenly became anxious. If they stayed behind, there was only one dead end.

  "If I don't stay behind, everyone will die. Hurry back to the sect and find my master!" Song Qing replied calmly. As long as he could exhaust his own cultivation to block the old demon of dry bones for a moment, they would be able to escape, and it was better for him to die than for all four of them to die together.

  "Go!"

  Song Qing let out a furious roar with his divine sense, then charged towards the old demon of dry bones. As he rushed forward, a white and flawless elixir emitting a faint medicinal fragrance was swallowed into his belly.

  "Mad Demon Pill." Zhang Jun and the other two were shocked. This pill was a medicine that could stimulate all the potential in one's body, causing the user's cultivation to increase rapidly in a short period of time. However, the price was at least a drop of two small realms, and for a year, they would not be able to use their true energy. Otherwise, their true energy would go berserk, and they would die from demonic possession.

  A single Crazy Demon Pill entered his body, and Song Qing's cultivation instantly broke through from the fetal dan to the early stage of the Golden Dan. This was a major breakthrough in his realm, as the boiling medicinal power transformed into powerful energy, bursting into Song Qing's dantian with a loud crash.

  The true energy of the Pure Yang Sword Manual on Song Qing's body converged instantly, condensing into a golden elixir the size of a thumb. On the surface of the dazzling golden elixir, transparent and intangible symbols flickered in and out of sight, revealing sharp, vast, and overbearing auras.

  Rumble...

  Song Qing burst forth with a loud noise, and a long sword filled with bright, majestic, and vast aura appeared in Song Qing's hand.

  The long sword flew out of his hand and shot towards the withered old demon with a whoosh.

  "Mad Demon Pill!" The old demon of the withered bones also noticed the pill that Song Qing had swallowed, and according to his sudden surge in cultivation, he immediately understood. The old demon of the withered bones was also at the early stage of Golden Elixir, and his face suddenly became a bit heavy, unexpectedly Song Qing still had such precious pills.

  Whoosh! A long sword of blazing golden color instantly appeared before the withered skeleton demon.

  "Ha! You're too naive, forcibly using elixirs to boost your Golden Core can't compare to me, an old demon who has been in the Golden Core stage for over a decade!" The withered bone old demon cackled. The small flag in his hand suddenly inflated in the wind, transforming into a black flag over a meter high. The black mist above the flag instantly surged, seemingly able to absorb light, sucking in the surrounding rays of light. Within three meters around him, everything was instantly plunged into darkness.

  The long sword shot into the black fog, and unexpectedly, there was no reaction at all, as if it had disappeared without a trace. Song Qing, who had obviously been mentally prepared, produced another long sword in his hand, and the previous one was just a probe.

  This sword is the main course. Song Qing stroked the long sword with a focus and deep affection, as if he was caressing his lover.

  The ranking of artifacts is divided into: upper, middle and lower artifacts, as well as upper, middle and lower treasures. Finally, there are upper, middle and lower Taoist instruments. Treasures can only be accessed during the Golden Elixir period, and even the best treasure in the Golden Elixir period is only a high-quality treasure. This long sword given by Song Qing's master is a mid-quality treasure, which shows that Song Qing's master has a liking for Song Qing and affirmation of his talent.

  For any sword cultivator, a good sword is extremely cherished.

  "After today, this sword will no longer exist." Song Qing thought resolutely in his heart.

  "Yin yin." The long sword seemed to sense its master's sorrow, wailing incessantly and quivering nonstop.

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