The loud noise had already scared the surrounding tourists and people into running around, but fortunately the meteor didn't hit anyone, otherwise it would have been shattered and dead.

And the women around him were also slightly pale, and Pan Hao calmed a few strange words and looked at the boat that fell a few hundred meters away. Yes, it's a golden boat. What just fell was a magic weapon, and Pan Hao saw that the monks inside were the two men and two women who had entered Qingyu County the day before yesterday.

"Chatter, rabbit cubs of the Pure Yang Sect, obediently be sacrificed to the flag by the old demon!" A shocking strange laugh fell from the clouds, and before the words fell, an old man in a black robe with scattered white hair appeared in the sky.

The old man laughed strangely, as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other. He hung out of thin air and slowly stopped a hundred meters away from the golden boat.

"Dry Bone Old Demon, just now we have notified the sect, if you kill us, you will not be able to escape. Song Qing walked out of the golden boat and said fiercely to the old man.

"Chatter, Lao Tzu, I have passed through a sea of corpses and blood, and to this day, I don't know how many dry bones I have stepped on under my feet to get to the present. You're just a stinking kid trying to bluff me!" the old monster laughed.

"You mean this thing? It's a pity it's in my hands. The Dry Bone Old Demon took out a pocket-sized version of a small golden sword in his right hand. The sword buzzed and vibrated non-stop, as if it wanted to escape from the old devil's palm, but it was tightly grasped by the old devil in his hand.

"How is that possible!!" This is the communication magic device that Song Qing took the opportunity to send out for help just now, I didn't expect it to be intercepted by the old devil with dry bones, are the four of them going to die here? Thinking of this, the faces of the four couldn't help but turn even paler.

"Chatter, the old devil has killed countless people, how could I not be prepared!" The dry bone old devil looked proudly at the four people in front of him who were gradually despairing. These people's souls are all great supplements! As long as the Ancestral Demon Banner absorbs it, it is estimated that the power will be increased a lot.

"Dry Bone Old Demon, you should know the horror of our Pure Yang Sect, why bother to kill them all!" Song Qing, the leader of the four, said with an ugly face.

"Your so-called right ways are nothing but hypocrites. It's not the first time I've killed them, it's one thing for them to know the way, and it's another thing to find it. Don't even think of escaping from any of the people present now!" said the old demon with dry bones. After finishing speaking, he looked at the tourists on the entire Yufeng Upper Road with malicious intentions.

The dozens of tourists who were originally a few hundred meters away suddenly changed their faces and turned pale, and they hurriedly ran towards the road down the mountain. Seeing this, the old demon with dry bones suddenly appeared in his hand with a small black flag, which was surrounded by gold wire woven runes, which looked luxurious and mysterious. And on the body of the flag, a ghost head with a blue face and fangs is painted, emitting an evil aura. He took the small flag and waved it downward.

"Ahh

......

A scream rang out. Suddenly, a thin black mist shrouded within a radius of several thousand meters. These black fogs enveloped tourists within a few kilometers, and as soon as the tourists who had fled came into contact with the mist, their bodies immediately decayed. The flesh on the body was corroded by poisonous gas piece by piece and fell off. In an instant, a living person was turned into a white skeleton. There is not even a skeleton left, it is absorbed by the mist.

Everyone took a deep breath, what a poisonous magic weapon.

"Old devil, you kill innocents indiscriminately!" Zhang Jun shouted angrily as he looked at the tourists who were killed by the poisonous mist. And the two girls had long been frightened and hid behind Zhang Jun and Song Qing, and Song Qing looked at the dead tourists with unbearable expressions.

"If you want to blame them, it's not good for them to go out today!"

The old devil with dry bones scoffed at Zhang Jun's words.

"You'd better worry about yourself!" the old devil smirked.

On the other side, several girls beside Pan Hao had already hid behind Pan Hao, looking at the gradually shrinking black fog in horror. And Pan Hao at this time, anger was set off in his heart, this was simply a disaster from the sky.

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

"It's fine. Pan Hao's eyes were deep and he said lightly.

The other tourists who were lucky enough not to come into contact with the black fog ran back desperately and came to Pan Hao not far from them. At this time, they were already almost desperate, the road up and down the mountain was surrounded by black fog, and there was an even more terrifying murderer in the middle.

"Chatter. "The old devil seems to look at the ants-like mortals, they are struggling to survive, they are desperate. It's a great feeling!

"Wait a minute, I will resist the old demon with dry bones, you take the opportunity to break through the black fog and flee back to the sect as soon as possible. ”

Song Qing Huoran raised his head, used his divine sense to gently transmit the sound to the three people next to him, and then handed a round dark red object to Zhang Jun beside him.

"Senior Brother Song......"

The three of them suddenly became anxious. If you stay, you will only be dead.

"If I don't stay, if everyone dies, go back to the sect and find my master!" Song Qing replied lightly. As long as you do your best, you can block the old devil with dry bones. They would be able to escape, and it would be better for them to die on their own than for all four of them.

"Let's go!"

Song Qing roared with his divine sense, and then rushed towards the old demon with dry bones. At the time of rushing out, a white and flawless pill that exuded a faint medicinal fragrance was swallowed into his abdomen.

"Mad Demon Pill. Zhang Jun and the three were shocked. This elixir is an elixir that is used to stimulate all the potential of the body, and the cultivation of the person who uses it will increase dramatically in a short period of time. However, the price is to fall to at least two small realms, and there is still a year to not be able to use true qi, otherwise, the true qi will immediately riot, go mad and die.

A Crazy Demon Pill entered the body, and Song Qing's cultivation was instantly consummated from the Pregnancy Pill to the early stage of the Golden Pill. This was a breakthrough in the great realm, and the boiling medicinal power turned into powerful energy, and rushed into Song Qing's dantian with a bang.

The true qi of the Pure Yang Sword Technique on Song Qing's body instantly converged and condensed into a golden pill the size of a thumb. On the surface of the brilliant Jindan, there were transparent and void runes looming, and a sharp, vast, and domineering aura was revealed.

Rumble......

Song Qing made a roar, and a long sword full of upright and mighty aura appeared in Song Qing's hand.

The long sword took off his hand, and with a thud, he rushed towards the old demon with dry bones.

"Mad Demon Pill!" The Dry Bone Old Demon obviously also noticed the pill that Song Qing had swallowed, and according to his cultivation that skyrocketed in an instant, he immediately understood. The Dry Bone Old Demon was also a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and his face suddenly became a little solemn, and he didn't expect that Song Qing still had such a precious pill.

Wow, the flaming golden sword instantly came to the body of the old demon with dry bones.

"Chatter, you are too naïve, can the Jin Dan that was forcibly improved with the pill be compared to the old demon who has been in the Jin Dan for more than ten years!" The small flag in his hand saw the storm rise, turning into a black flag more than one meter high, and the black fog on the black flag instantly soared, and the black fog seemed to be able to absorb the light, absorbing the surrounding light rays, and the surrounding three zhang instantly became a dark piece.

The long sword shot into the black fog and didn't react at all, as if it had disappeared without a trace. Song Qing was obviously mentally prepared, and another long sword appeared in his hand, and it was just a temptation just now.

This sword is the main course, Song Qing stroked the long sword, as if caressing his lover with concentration and affection.

The level of magic weapons is divided into: upper, middle and lower magic weapons, and the upper, middle and lower magic weapons are the upper, middle and lower Taoist weapons. The magic weapon can only be accessed in the Jindan period, and the best magic weapon in the Jindan period is only the high-grade magic weapon. This long sword given by Song Qing's master is a medium-grade magic weapon, which shows Song Qing's master's love for Song Qing and affirmation of Song Qing's talent.

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

"It's just that after today, this sword will no longer exist. Song Qing thought resolutely in his heart.

"Moan. "The long sword seemed to feel the sorrow of its master, and it kept wailing and vibrating.