Chapter 292 Conspiracy

Song Qingming knew that Cheng Yilong, who could become the leader of these bandits, must be a sinister and cunning person. However, this common trick was only used by the inexperienced Qi-refining cultivators. It would be a bit too much to use this trick on him now.

"I advise you not to waste my time. A third-level spiritual medicine is not enough to buy your life."

Seeing that Song Qingming was unmoved by the jade box and showed him a greedy face, Cheng Yilong smiled twice and took out a storage bag from his body.

"Half of Yi's spiritual objects are here, and with these, it's almost enough. As long as you don't stop me from leaving, these are all yours."

After saying that, Cheng Yilong took the initiative to open the storage bag and poured out thousands of spiritual stones from it, as well as more than a dozen spiritual objects of level 2 or above. These things all looked like they were full of spiritual light, and you could tell at a glance that they were not fake.

After placing these spiritual objects in front of him, Cheng Yilong slowly stood up and took the initiative to slowly retreat, while cautiously staring at Song Qingming.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave, fellow Daoist? I haven't agreed yet!" Seeing Cheng Yilong was about to leave, Song Qingming put away the Green Water Bell with a sly smile and wanted to catch up with him to keep him.

But just when he put away the Green Water Bell, a short blade suddenly flew out of the jade box containing the third-level spiritual medicine that Cheng Yilong had thrown over and shot at Song Qingming quickly.

"As expected by Song Qingming, this is a conspiracy."

Seeing that the short blade was already close to him, Song Qingming quickly threw the Green Water Bell in his hand to block the short blade, but in this way, his other side was completely unprotected.

"Haha! Boy, you only have this little ability, and you still want my spiritual objects. If you want so many, you have to be alive to take them." With the sound of breaking air coming from behind, Song Qingming quickly turned around and used the Xuan Guang Armor that he had practiced for many years to protect his side.

A green light instantly covered Song Qingming's whole body, protecting him firmly.

Song Qingming has practiced the magic of Xuan Guang Jia for many years and has already used it very skillfully. Moreover, the power and protective effect of this magic are much stronger than before.

However, Cheng Yilong, who had already killed Song Qingming, did not pay too much attention to the protection he used, but showed a pair of contemptuous eyes.

Sure enough, the Xuan Guang Jia was quickly cut in half by Cheng Yilong's attack, but it only slightly slowed down the speed of the black knife in his hand. After the black knife cut through the Xuan Guang Jia, it quickly fell on Song Qingming's chest.

Just when Cheng Yilong was smiling and thought that the battle was over, the black knife in his hand chopped on Song Qingming's chest, but it did not move forward a bit.

The opponent who should have been chopped in half by him suddenly showed him a strange smile, and then with Song Qingming's shout at close range, Cheng Yilong immediately felt that more than a dozen invisible spikes pierced into his body from more than a dozen places all over his body, and one of the spikes directly pierced into his throat from the back of his neck, so that he couldn't even scream.

This blow made this long-known late-stage foundation-building master lose his combat effectiveness in an instant, and his body fell down slowly and uncontrollably. Cheng Yilong didn't expect that this trick he used to plot against others would eventually make him fall into someone else's trap.

Thinking that he had worked hard to practice for so many years and was about to turn into a pile of yellow earth, Cheng Yilong was very unwilling in his heart. Obviously, he had been cautious all these years and only took a small wrong step, but he didn't expect that he would end up like this because of this step.

After robbing a wave of items from Qinghefang and returning to Yingchao Ridge, Cheng Yilong knew that he had done this and Qinghefang would definitely come to retaliate. He had actually planned it long before he set out. After the spiritual objects were distributed, he would leave Yingchao Ridge and go to other countries to buy Dan-forming spiritual objects.

Unexpectedly, so many cultivators from Qinghefang suddenly arrived at Yingchao Ridge. The insider who had traded with him several times before no longer sent him any information. This series of delays also caused him to fail to execute one step in time, and then he could not execute every step.

Since he found a storage bag from an ancient cave sect, his cultivation along the way can be said to be smooth sailing. Not only did he successfully build his foundation with the foundation-building pill inside, he also cultivated to this realm that is only one step away from Dan-forming.

As Song Qingming said, a cultivator's life cannot always be smooth sailing. Cheng Yilong has been a lucky person for most of his life. Since he arrived at Yingchao Ridge, he has been lucky to escape the searches of cultivators from Qinghe County, Pingyang County and other places many times.

Unfortunately, his luck has finally run out. Just when he thought he had escaped the search, Song Qingming, the only second-level formation master in the team, appeared here at the right time and pulled him out, which made Cheng Yilong unwillingly close his eyes.

Song Qingming, who was chopped at close range, was also in pain at the moment. Although Cheng Yilong's knife did not directly injure him, the force was also very strong, making Song Qingming's chest shake as if he was hit by a huge rock. He took several steps back before he stabilized his body and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Song Qingming looked at Cheng Yilong, who had become a corpse lying on the ground, and hurried forward to check. Seeing that he had died, he was completely relieved.

He put all the spiritual stones and spiritual objects that Cheng Yilong had taken out before into his storage bag. Song Qingming also picked up the black knife magic weapon that he dropped on the ground and the dagger that attacked him.

These two magic weapons are also second-level medium-grade magic weapons. The styles on the outside look very similar, like the works of a master of refining. After taking a quick look, Song Qingming decisively put them into his storage bag.

Not long after he finished doing this, two sword lights suddenly fell directly in front of Song Qingming. They were the two Huang family members who came to support Song Qingming after discovering the fighting on his side.

Seeing Song Qingming sitting on the ground to heal his wounds and Cheng Yilong lying motionless, the two Huang family members immediately knew that Song Qingming had encountered Cheng Yilong alone, and the two sides fought again.

However, what was beyond their expectation was that Song Qingming could kill Cheng Yilong so quickly by himself. This result inevitably made them a little surprised. In their opinion, it was already very good that Song Qingming could delay Cheng Yilong until they arrived here.

While Song Qingming was still meditating and healing, Huang Shengxin hurried forward to check Cheng Yilong's body. After confirming that he had no breath, Huang Shengxin directly swung a flying sword and cut off his head with one sword.

"Three fellow Taoists, the battle over there is over. I have brought a lot of people here. Have you found that guy?" After this loud voice came over, Lu Yuanfeng had also fallen from the sky.