Chapter 1074: The Ancestor of the Miao Family
Facing the Phantom of the Underworld who was not under attack, Song Yan had nothing to do, but it was impossible for the Phantom of the Underworld to hurt him.
"You guys, be careful, I'll get rid of him!"
As soon as the words fell, Song Yan appeared directly several meters away from Miao Cangkong, and a long sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and swung it out.
The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it was cut in front of Miao Cangkong in an instant.
"Break it!"
Facing the sudden sword energy, Miao Cangkong snarled, and a ghost claw filled with black energy stretched out from the black mist to slap the sword energy.
"hehe!"
Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but sneer, isn't this sword energy so easy to break.
Sure enough, the moment the ghost claw came into contact with the sword energy, the sword energy suddenly surged in brilliance, engulfing the ghost claw and crushing it in an instant, and then continued to slash towards Miao Cangkong.
"not good!"
With a cry of surprise, Miao Cangkong flew back, and at the same time, summoned two ghost claws to block in front of him.
"Puff!"
But this sword energy was invincible, it just smashed the two ghost claws in an instant, and continued to chase and kill Miao Cangkong.
"Damn it!"
An angry look flashed across Miao Cangkong's face, and he suddenly jumped into the black mist. Then, dozens of phantoms of Huangquan rushed out of the black mist and rushed towards Song Yan.
"Hmph, do you think you'll be fine if you hide in?"
Song Yan smiled disdainfully, and moved above the black mist in a flash, and then, the Qinglian sword appeared in his hand.
Ever since he came to the fantasy world, he rarely used Qinglian Sword.
But now this is a world of cultivating immortals, so Qinglian Sword naturally has its place to use.
Qinglian is in full bloom!
As soon as he slashed out with a sword, he heard a bang, and an absolute sword field formed, covering an acre of black mist, and then, there was endless strangulation.
"Ahhhh!"
Following the strangulation of Qinglian sword energy, a series of extremely shrill screams came from the black mist, and at the same time, the entire black mist was cut into countless small pieces by Qinglian sword energy.
tick! tick! tick!
The next moment, countless black blood fell from the black mist, like a black rain of blood.
After a while, the sword field disappeared, and the divided black mist gradually disappeared into the void, and the Phantom of the Underworld also dissipated into the void, and Miao Cangkong was also strangled and shattered.
"too weak!"
Unexpectedly, Miao Cangkong died like this, Song Yan felt very disappointed, the Huangquan Secret Sutra, which was so much boasted, was so vulnerable!
And the six elders of the Miao family looked at Song Yan in awe, and they also had some doubts in their hearts. Didn't they say that they would be invincible at the same stage after practicing the Secret Sutra of Huangquan?
Why did Miao Cangkong die then?
After thinking about it, they felt that there were two possibilities. The first was that Miao Cangkong hadn't practiced well enough to insult the Netherworld Secret Sutra, and the second was that this woman was too strong to be defeated even after practicing the Netherworld Secret Sutra.
Putting away the storage spirit ring belonging to Miao Cangkong in the void, Song Yan's eyes fell on the six elders.
Sensing his gaze, the faces of the six elders changed slightly, and their hearts felt faintly cold.
"Tell me, how should I deal with you?" Song Yan said with a faint smile.
"Fellow Daoist, I am willing to surrender!"
One of the guest elders said.
"I am also willing to surrender!" Another elder, Keqing, followed closely.
These two people were recruited to the Miao family, which was equivalent to working on wages. Now Miao Cangkong was dead, and just now Miao Cangkong wanted to kill them to silence them. Therefore, they could be said to be at ease when they betrayed the Miao family and surrendered.
The remaining four Nascent Soul masters were all Nascent Soul masters trained by the Miao family. Confusion and hesitation flashed across their faces, wondering whether they should surrender or not.
After hesitating for a while, an elder of the Miao family said: "This fellow Taoist, everything happened because of Miao Cangkong. Now that he is dead, we are willing to represent the Miao family and you to turn the fight into friendship. What do you think?"
Song Yan curled her lips in disdain: "It's okay to make peace, bring ten thousand high-grade spirit crystals!"
The elder's face froze, and he smiled wryly: "Friend Daoist, you don't know something. Even if all the assets of my Miao family are added together, it is less than ten thousand high-grade spirit crystals. Look, how about two thousand high-grade spirit crystals?"
Song Yan was taken aback, a little surprised: "Your Miao family is so poor?"
He collected a large number of spirit crystals in the fantasy world, and now there are tens of millions of top-grade spirit crystals stored in the temple, and there are even more top-grade spirit crystals.
Originally, he thought that with the financial resources of the Miao family, he should be able to easily get 10,000 high-grade spirit crystals, but he didn't expect that the sum of all his wealth would be less than 10,000 high-grade spirit crystals.
No wonder Miao Cangkong fought desperately with him at the expense of exposing his own secrets just now.
Hearing Song Yan say that the Miao family was poor, the elder was speechless again, and after a moment of silence he explained: "Fellow Daoist, although my Miao family has a great fortune, it still costs a lot to maintain a family, so the hoarding There are not many spirit crystals."
"Then how many spiritual crystals can your Miao family produce now!"
The elder said: "All the spirit crystals in stock are less than 1,000 high-grade spirit crystals. Even if we compensate you with 2,000 high-grade spirit crystals, we will have to sell a lot of properties and items to get them together!"
Song Yan waved his hand boredly: "Forget it, for the sake of spiritual smoke, I will accept two thousand high-grade spirit crystals from you, and I will give you ten days to send the two thousand high-grade spirit crystals to the Jade Girl Gate within ten days Come on, after this time, I will come to Miao's house to pick it up, and then it will not be as simple as two thousand high-grade spirit crystals!"
"Thank you, fellow daoist, for your tolerance!" The elder bowed to Song Yan with an eager look, but he was afraid that Song Yan would repent, and at the same time he remembered Lingyan's name.
Half an hour later, the four elders of the Miao family left with Elder Jian and Elder Yao, while the two who surrendered stayed behind.
After all, they had already surrendered, and they had no face to return to Miao's house.
Splendid Palace, Cloud Bed.
Song Yan was lying on his side, and the little girl Lingyao was massaging him with all her heart.
After going through this battle, Song Yan's Ah Qing has become an idol in the Jade Girl Sect, and he can personally serve Senior Ah Qing. I don't know how many people are envious of Lingyao and the others.
Even the second-generation disciples offered to serve Senior Ah Qing.
After several hours.
The six Nascent Soul masters returned to Miao's house.
Miao Cangkong is dead, and the Miao family can be said to have no leader. However, the four elders of the Miao family did not show any signs of panic. Elder Yuan Ying came to the most remote small courtyard in the inner courtyard of Miao's mansion together.
The six bowed in unison, and shouted respectfully into the courtyard: "I'm waiting to pay my respects to my ancestors, the Miao family has undergone drastic changes, and I invite our ancestors to come out and preside over important events!"
After a while.
An old voice rang in the ears of the six people: "What happened?"
Everyone looked up, and found that there was a slovenly gray-robed old man in front of them, and they all knelt down: "Old ancestor, Patriarch Miao Cangkong was killed!"