Chapter 379 I'm Home

However, Song Qingming was naturally very clear about the result that the man in red could think of.

He had no choice but to do this. Song Qingming had seen some of the methods and escape speed of the man in red a long time ago. He knew that if he did not try his best to maintain the fastest speed, he would be caught up by the other party in no time.

Once he was entangled by the other party, he would definitely suffer a great loss when the old man in yellow and Ye Shujie behind him arrived. If he really fell into the hands of these demon cultivators today, Song Qingming could imagine how miserable his end would be without thinking. At present, he really had little room for choice.

Just like this, he went north all the way. Seeing that more than an hour had passed, Song Qingming in front still maintained the fastest escape speed. The man in red who had been chasing behind him gradually felt that something was wrong, and a look of doubt slowly appeared on his face.

Logically speaking, even if Song Qingming's mana is a bit stronger than that of an ordinary seventh-level foundation-building cultivator, and he also carries elixirs that can restore some mana, his mana should be almost exhausted by now. How could his escape speed not slow down at all?

What the red-clothed man could never have imagined was that Song Qingming, a foundation-building cultivator who seemed to have a weak background, happened to have the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, a rare treasure in the world of immortal cultivation. It was by swallowing this spiritual milk that Song Qingming gritted his teeth and persisted.

However, this thousand-year-old spiritual milk cannot be swallowed continuously. Once too much is taken in a short period of time, it will also leave some hidden dangers in the cultivator's body. However, Song Qingming can no longer take care of these things. What he needs most now is time.

The few of them kept going north quickly. After more than two hours, Song Qingming's escape speed finally began to slowly decrease. However, at this moment, except for the red-clothed man, the other yellow-clothed old man and Ye Shujie behind him could no longer be seen because their escape speed was a little slower.

"Hmph! Boy, you finally can't do it anymore. I've spent so much effort on you. When I catch you later, I must suck all the blood out of you first, and then bring your body to the sect to be refined so that I can vent my anger."

Seeing Song Qingming's speed slowly decreasing, the man in red swallowed another pill and finally showed a sly smile, as if he had thought of how he would torture Song Qingming after catching him.

As expected by the man in red, when Song Qingming flew forward for half an incense stick, the sword light finally turned and fell directly from the air to the ground. Not long after, Song Qingming jumped off the flying sword and sat down on a big rock on the ground.

At this moment, Song Qingming was already sweating and panting, and his face became extremely pale, obviously looking like his mana had been over-consumed.

Before Song Qingming, who was sitting on the ground, could rest for a moment, the red-clothed man who was chasing him landed not far in front of Song Qingming with a red folding fan. Although he had consumed most of his mana along the way to chase Song Qingming, he was still much better than Song Qingming's current state.

Looking at Song Qingming, who could no longer run, the red-clothed man smiled smugly and walked towards him slowly.

"I wanted to compete with you, but I didn't expect you to be able to run. But what's the use of running faster? You don't even have the strength to use your mana now, and you'll still fall into my hands."

Hearing the red-clothed man's mocking words, Song Qingming suddenly raised his head slowly and looked at the red-clothed man with a smile.

At this moment, Song Qingming had already put away the bamboo hat that had been covering his face. When the red-clothed man saw Song Qingming's appearance clearly, he stopped and looked at his face with surprise.

"I was wondering why you looked familiar to me before. It turns out that you were one of the people who destroyed my blood body. I didn't expect that you have reached the seventh level of foundation building after not seeing you for so many years.

Haha! Today is really a good day. Not only did I find what I wanted, but I also caught an enemy from that time."

Seeing that the man in red had recognized him, Song Qingming didn't show much surprise on his face. After all, he had participated in the siege of him with Xiaoyao Sect and several people. With the memory of a foundation building cultivator, the other party couldn't forget him so quickly.

Facing the ridicule of the man in red, Song Qingming still had a chuckle on his face. He was not worried about the debts now. Anyway, no matter whether there was something wrong with the past, the other party would not let him go. It's better to laugh than cry at this time.

"I said, I'm home now, and you're still chasing me. You really don't want any chance at all!" As a breeze blew in the air, Song Qingming suddenly smiled and took the initiative to say something strange to the man in red.

"Opportunity? What are you talking about? You want to give me a chance? Hahaha, you can't even breathe, and you still want to give me a chance. I think you are scared!

But don't worry, you are a late-stage foundation-building cultivator after all. I won't waste this body easily. I won't let you die too ugly later." The man in red was slightly stunned after hearing what Song Qingming said, and then he seemed to have heard a big joke and laughed out loud while standing there.

Song Qingming looked at the laughing man in red calmly, shook his head gently, and lay on the stone with his back.

"Senior! I have been chased all the way, and now I really have no strength. I can only leave this guy to you!"

"You little guy, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, how come you are getting bolder and bolder, and dare to order me around at will, do you think this ghost thing is killing you too slowly, and want me to do it myself!"

As this somewhat rough voice came over, the red-clothed man who was just laughing at Song Qingming suddenly changed his face, turned around and looked at the place not far from his side, and found that there was a gray giant eagle with a body size of more than ten feet high, staring at the two of them with big eyes.

The red-clothed man's cultivation had already reached the peak of foundation building. The gray giant eagle in front of him could approach so close to him silently without letting him notice, which showed that the other party's cultivation must be higher than his.

"Not good! This guy is the Golden Core Demon King." After seeing this huge figure, the red-clothed man was shocked and instinctively turned into a red blood light, trying to break through the air.

"You have come to my territory, and I haven't agreed yet. Who told you to leave now?"

Seeing that the red-clothed man wanted to escape, Long Feng waved his wings calmly, and directly rolled up a gust of wind, blowing the red-clothed man who was still in the air back, and fell to the ground.

After the red-clothed man rolled on the ground, he immediately turned over and jumped up. He gritted his teeth with a fierce look, cast a spell and released a blood mist, hiding his figure, and changed direction again to escape.

Seeing this, Long Feng, who was standing on the ground, flashed and quickly appeared in the air. He waved his wings again and blew away the blood mist around the red-clothed man, making his figure that had just been hidden immediately appear again.

After blowing away the blood mist created by the man in red, Long Feng moved again and instantly came to the top of the man in red. He stretched out a huge claw under his feet and slapped the man in red to the ground, making a big hole.

Before the man in red could get up, Long Feng had already landed on the ground and stepped on him, making him unable to move.

Just when Long Feng wanted to increase his strength and step on him to death, the man in red suddenly began to swell up. Not long after, it was the same as what Song Qingming had seen that year. After a loud bang, he turned into a ball of poisonous blood mist and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Humph! You want to fool me with this little trick."

Long Feng chuckled and stepped heavily on the ground. The empty ground immediately shook violently. Not long after, a naked child about seven or eight years old came out of the ground and tried desperately to escape to the woods on one side.

However, the child did not escape far. He was soon caught up by Long Feng with his huge claws and caught in the air. After a scream, he was crushed into a pile of minced meat by Long Feng.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming, who was still lying on the ground, was also extremely shocked.

The man in red who had been chasing him all the way was already a man of great magical powers among the foundation-building cultivators. Unexpectedly, he was as vulnerable as a child when he met a demon king at the Jindan level. It can be seen that the gap in strength between foundation-building cultivators and Jindan cultivators is really huge.

Song Qingming, looking at Long Feng who was standing in the distance and staring at him after killing the man in red, slowly stood up from the ground.

Just as he walked forward and wanted to salute Long Feng, two spiritual lights, one yellow and one white, flew in the air in the distance and quickly approached them. They were the other two demon cultivators who had been following them.

"Are these two also chasing you?" Long Feng looked at the two people in the distance with an unhappy face and asked.

Song Qingming smiled bitterly and did not answer directly, but Long Feng had already gotten the answer from his face, and he spread his wings and flew into the air.

"Senior, wait!"

"You won't kill them, right?" Long Feng stopped in mid-air and asked with a puzzled look.

"No! Senior, can you leave their heads to me?"

Long Feng glanced at Song Qingming with his big eyes, and did not answer. He flapped his huge wings and flew quickly towards the old man in yellow and Ye Shujie.

The two demon cultivators who were still rushing towards this side in the distance were also shocked to see a giant bird suddenly flying in front of them, and they stopped immediately.

"This is the demon king, run!" When the old man in yellow saw that Long Feng's flying speed was extremely fast, far exceeding the average second-level demon beast, he hurriedly shouted and turned his escape light to escape from here.

Ye Shujie, who was used to being cautious, was immediately shocked when he heard the yellow-clothed old man utter the word "demon king". He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. He stepped on the flying sword and turned around to follow the yellow-clothed old man to escape together. His speed was no slower than the other party.

"Young man, where are you going!"

After a while, the sky gradually became quiet.

Song Qingming looked at the two heads that fell at his feet, took out a wooden box with a happy face, and put them into the box.

"Fortunately, there is not much damage, and their appearance can be identified."

The two heads that Song Qingming collected were the old man in yellow and Ye Shujie who had just tried to escape. The reason why Song Qingming asked Long Feng to keep their heads was because these two people were already famous demon cultivators. As long as Song Qingming could take their heads to the Law Enforcement Hall of Xiaoyao Sect, he should be able to exchange for a lot of spirit stones or good deeds. This is better than Long Feng swallowing them or crushing them directly.

"Senior, these people are demon cultivators. I can exchange a lot of good deeds for their heads when I send them to Xiaoyao Sect in the future. If you need any rare refining materials, you may be able to get them directly with these good deeds, and you don't have to spend effort to look for them everywhere."

Seeing Song Qingming coming forward to salute with a smile on his face, Long Feng gently waved his wings and said to him unhappily: "I have eaten a few of these ghost things before, and the taste is really not very good, far less delicious than a human cultivator like you with pure spiritual energy."

After that! Long Feng looked at Song Qingming with a greedy look, as if he had seen a delicious meal.

Seeing the demon king suddenly staring at him like this, Song Qingming couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and hurriedly smiled awkwardly: "Senior, I originally wanted to ask you for a favor this time, but I didn't expect to meet these demon cultivators on the road. I really troubled you.

These things are specially brought from home to honor you this time. It's not a respect, please don't despise them."

After Song Qingming finished speaking, he took out several high-level ores of different colors from the storage bag on his waist. These ores were collected slowly by the Song family in Qinghefang under Song Qingming's intentional instructions over the years. One of them is a purple ore of the same grade as the silver sandstone that Song Qingming helped Long Feng find back then, but it is relatively much smaller and not as valuable.

Seeing the mineral materials that Song Qingming brought out, Long Feng's face finally looked much better. He took the things Song Qingming gave him and studied them carefully.

"Brother Song, are you really here to see me this time, not His Highness?" Looking at the good things in his hand, Long Feng's tone was much gentler than before, and even the way he addressed Song Qingming became more intimate.

"Has His Highness Huo Feng come out of seclusion?" Hearing Long Feng mention Huo Feng, Song Qingming blurted out a question with some surprise.

Long Feng nodded and said, "Her Highness has returned some time ago. It just so happens that after receiving the message you sent this time, she also wants to see you. I'll take you there directly in a while!"