Chapter 176 To Live or To Die

Song Qingming, who was trapped in the fire cloud, soon felt that his mana was almost exhausted. After taking several pills to restore his mana, the Xuanguan Armor on his body was slowly squeezed into a thin layer of paper by the fire cloud outside. Seeing that he was about to collapse, Song Qingming gritted his teeth and placed one of his hands on the fragmentary map on his chest, wanting to use the power of the fragmentary map to speed up his absorption of external spiritual energy.

After the fragmentary map on his chest was driven by the mana in his body, it instantly emitted a ray of light. Song Qingming instantly felt that the speed of his mana recovery was accelerated several times, and the Xuanguan Armor that was about to disappear slowly stabilized again, but the fragmentary map absorbing spiritual energy could only temporarily keep the last layer of Xuanguan Armor on his body from disappearing, and still could not help him get rid of the current predicament.

"Hey! This little guy is really interesting."

After a while, a curious voice suddenly came from above the fire cloud, and then Song Qingming felt the external pressure loosen, and the fire cloud that had been wrapping Song Qingming disappeared instantly, and the blue bird that had been flying in the air with him also stopped chasing.

After escaping from the fire cloud, looking at the blue bird that had been staring at him not far ahead, Song Qingming, who had little magic power left, did not dare to escape immediately.

"Boy, did you use your own practice or magic weapon just now?" The red bird blinked and asked curiously.

"Senior, you are joking. I am just a foundation-building cultivator. How can I use a magic weapon? What I used just now was my own practice."

Magic weapons are magic tools above the third level. These golden elixir-level spiritual objects have overwhelming power. Ordinary foundation-building cultivators cannot use them beyond their level. Since the Blue Bird Demon King asked this question, it can be seen that it does not often deal with human cultivators.

"Well! You can resist in my fire cloud for so long. Your practice is indeed a bit strange. Today, for your sake, I will let your companions go!"

Song Qingming almost vomited blood when he heard this. The demon king in front of him said, "Why are you staring at me? Can't you just ignore my face and go find them?"

Although he thought so in his heart, Song Qingming did not dare to say it out loud. He was not stupid enough to talk about this with a third-level demon king. Maybe he would be unhappy and he would be speechless.

Just when he didn't know what to do, the blue bird demon king suddenly fanned up a blue mist again. Before Song Qingming could react, he was already involved in the mist. This time, before he could use the Xuan Guang Armor in his body, he felt his head sink and quickly lost consciousness.

Deep in the Fuyun Mountains, in a huge cave deep underground.

In the middle of the cave, a woman in red, who looked about 17 or 18 years old, was lazily lying on a jade stone about ten feet in diameter.

"Qingluan, didn't I tell you not to run around for the time being? We came to Uncle Jinyu to seek refuge. If other demon kings with bad intentions know my identity, it might cause big trouble for Uncle Jinyu."

"Your Highness, this time I went out and not only did I not cause trouble, but I also captured a strange human cultivator. I think he may be able to help you get that thing. Do you want to go and have a look?" The blue bird below, facing the red-dressed woman above, spoke with a respectful look.

After hearing this, the red-dressed woman suddenly sat up and said to the people below: "A human cultivator? This is quite interesting."

Song Qingming felt a few drops of water dripping on his face in a daze. His consciousness slowly recovered. He opened his eyes and felt that his eyes were still a little blurry. It seemed that something had affected his senses.

After sitting up, Song Qingming used his magic power to expel the strange things in his body. Then Song Qingming found that he didn't seem to be dead. He should have been stunned by the poisonous fog released by the blue bird demon king and was brought here.

After looking up, Song Qingming found that he was in a dark red cave. The cave was dozens of feet long and wide, and four or five feet high. At first glance, it looked like an underground world.

What surprised him even more was that there were red stone pillars of different sizes growing above and below the cave, forming a red stone forest, which surrounded most of the cave area densely, like a small maze.

Song Qingming stood up and looked around in the cave. He soon found a cave entrance about ten feet high in front of him. Just as he was about to walk out carefully, he found that his body was bounced back again.

After careful observation, he found that there seemed to be an extra restriction at the entrance of the cave that separated the inside and the outside. If he wanted to go out, he had to find a way to break this restriction first.

Fortunately, this restriction did not seem to be very high-level. It was not difficult for Song Qingming, a formation master. As long as he spent some time, he could easily break it.

Half an hour later, with a wave of spiritual power shaking nearby, Song Qingming finally broke the restriction at the entrance of the cave. Just as he was about to raise his leg to walk out, the scene outside the cave made him stay where he was.

A very beautiful woman in red in front of him was looking at Song Qingming calmly, and standing next to her was the Blue Bird Demon King who had knocked him out and brought him here.

Seeing that Song Qingming had actually opened the restriction she had set at the entrance of the cave, the Blue Bird Demon King looked at the dumbfounded Song Qingming with anger, as if he was going to swallow him up at any time, and scared Song Qingming so much that he stood there and dared not move.

"You broke the restriction set by Qingluan so quickly, are you a formation master among the human cultivators?" The red-clothed woman asked Song Qingming with curiosity.

Seeing that the red-clothed woman actually called herself a human cultivator, Song Qingming was shocked. Could this woman also be a demon cultivator?

This woman has transformed into a human form, and looks exactly like himself, a human. Generally, demon cultivators can only have this transformation ability after reaching the fourth level. Could this red-clothed woman really be a fourth-level demon king who commands a side?

Seeing the blue bird demon cultivator at the Jindan level being respectful to this woman, Song Qingming instantly confirmed his judgment.

The two demon clan bigwigs who could crush him to death in an instant now looked at him at the same time. Song Qingming's mind was suddenly blank. After a while, he slowly calmed down and replied nervously:

"I am indeed a formation master, but my formation level is relatively average. I wonder why the two seniors caught me here?"

The red-clothed woman thought for a while, and continued calmly: "Qingluan invited you here this time, with no ill intentions, just wanting you to go to a place to help me get something."

"Help the senior get something, this. The junior's strength is low, and I am afraid that I will delay the senior's important matter."

"Do you want to live or die?"

Before Song Qingming finished speaking, a cold voice like a sharp blade quickly fell into his ears, making him hold back the next words.

"Senior, if you have any instructions, please tell me directly. As long as I can do it, I will fight to the death for you."

After hearing this, the red-clothed woman nodded and said with satisfaction: "You can rest here first. I will come to find you in two days. Then you will know what you need to do."