God Destroying Pearl

He Qidu's voice became sharp and piercing due to extreme shock, echoing in the silent bamboo forest.

He never thought that Song Yun actually mastered such a rare and powerful space spell. No wonder he was so at ease under their siege just now, easily dodging their attacks and even killing one of their monks.

Song Yun snorted coldly and did not respond to He Qidu's scream, but there was a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Then Song Yun tightly grasped the ethereal sword and poured spiritual power into it. Then he disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a faint spiritual power fluctuation that flashed in the air.

He Qiduo was indeed a man who had experienced many storms. He quickly shouted to the remaining monks around him: "Everyone, quickly disperse and attack back to back. Don't give him a chance to take advantage of you!"

Then, a hint of cruelty flashed in He Qidu's eyes. His lips moved slightly and he muttered something, but no sound came out. It was obvious that he was casting an extremely concealed spell.

At this moment, Song Yun used the power of space teleportation to instantly appear next to a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

As soon as he appeared, before he could launch an attack, he felt the ethereal sword in his hand shaking violently.

The sword was shaking more and more violently, as if trying to break free from his control. At the same time, a dangerous spiritual power fluctuation was faintly emitted.

Song Yun was stunned, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

He had never encountered such a situation before, so he did not dare to delay for even a moment and immediately used the space teleportation technique to move away from the monk.

As soon as he stood still, Song Yun felt more and more clearly that there was something wrong with the spiritual power in the ethereal sword. The spiritual power that was originally flowing smoothly became chaotic, as if an external force was stirring in the sword.

Moreover, the power was still increasing, and the light on the sword became dim and flickering in an extremely strange way.

Song Yun was shocked and instantly realized that He Qiduo and others must have tampered with the sword.

At that moment, he no longer cared about the spiritual sword that he had repaired and improved with great difficulty, and hurriedly threw the ethereal sword away.

There was only a loud bang.

The ethereal sword instantly released a powerful spiritual power shock wave in mid-air. The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire bamboo forest, and the powerful impact force spread in all directions.

Under the impact of this force, the surrounding bamboos broke and fell down one after another, and some were even uprooted and thrown into the air.

Song Yun was also pushed back by this wave.

He stomped his feet hard on the ground, trying to steady himself, but the force was too great and his body slid backwards uncontrollably, leaving two deep marks on the ground. He retreated several feet before he was able to stabilize himself.

Song Yun's face darkened, his eyes were full of coldness, and he stared at He Qiduo.

"He Qiduo, was it your Black Iron Refining Pavilion who did this? Humph, I trusted you so much and made this deal with you, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable and plot against me in secret!"

When He Qidu saw that Song Yun actually survived the explosion, he was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

"I didn't expect you to have some skills. I didn't blow you to death. But you can't leave here alive today. This ethereal sword is a 'surprise' we specially prepared for you. It's a pity that I couldn't get rid of you in one go." He said loudly.

Song Yun sneered, and became more and more angry at what He Qiduo and the Xuantie Refining Pavilion had done. He said no more and patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.

I saw a fiery red light flying out from the spirit beast bag, and the spirit bird's agile figure instantly appeared in the air.

As soon as it appeared, it spread its gorgeous flaming wings, and its body exuded the powerful aura of a level five monster.

The aura spread out in all directions like an invisible wave, and the air around seemed to become heavier.

"Lingque, help me kill them and leave the old man to me." Song Yun said to Lingque in a cold voice.

The spirit bird nodded, and a sharp look flashed in its smart eyes.

"cracking……"

The bird chirped.

The cry was crisp but majestic, as if it was announcing the coming of death to the enemy.

When He Qidu felt the powerful and heart-pounding aura of the spirit bird, his face suddenly changed and his eyes were filled with fear.

"This is a level 5 monster, run!"

His voice was trembling with fear. He turned and ran in one direction while shouting. His steps were staggering and he looked extremely panicked.

When the other monks heard He Qidu's shout, they were so frightened that their souls were scared to death.

They fled in all directions. They had no intention of fighting at the moment. They only wanted to escape from this dangerous place as soon as possible and save their own lives.

They were seen running wildly in different directions. Some were even so panicked that they used their unskilled flying spells to try to escape into the air. However, their panicked figures swayed in the air, looking extremely embarrassed.

When the spirit bird saw these people were trying to escape, it quickly flapped its wings, and a raging fire instantly ignited on its wings.

Then, pieces of flaming feathers fell off the wings. Under the control of the spirit bird, those feathers instantly turned into sharp flaming blades, flying towards the target monks like raindrops.

Those flaming feathers were extremely fast, leaving dazzling tracks in the air. Wherever they passed, the air was burned and distorted, emitting bursts of scorching heat.

Those monks were fleeing in panic and had no time to avoid the spirit bird's fierce attack. They were hit by the flaming feathers in an instant.

The flames spread instantly, and in the blink of an eye they were completely engulfed in a sea of ​​fire. Sharp screams echoed in the bamboo forest.

But the flames burned more and more vigorously. In just a moment, several people were burned to ashes by the flames released by the spirit bird. The ashes drifted away in the air, leaving only a charred mark on the ground.

When Song Yun saw that He Qiduo was about to run away, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately used space teleportation to get closer to He Qiduo.

His figure suddenly appeared behind He Qidu like a ray of light, and then he quickly formed seals with his hands and cast the space spirit rope at He Qidu from a distance.

The spatial spirit rope instantly flew out from his fingertips, turned into an invisible rope, and shot towards He Qidu at an extremely fast speed, catching up with He Qidu in the blink of an eye.

He Qidu was running forward desperately when he suddenly felt a strong binding force coming from behind him. Before he could react, his body was tightly entangled by the spatial spirit rope.

The rope became tighter and tighter, binding his hands and feet tightly and making him unable to move.

He only felt a great force coming, and then with the inertia of running away, he fell forward to the ground, falling flat on his face. His face and body were covered with mud and bamboo leaves, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The glimmer of hope that he had of escaping was now completely shattered, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Seeing Song Yun coming over, He Qiduo was immediately horrified, his eyes full of fear, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Song Yun, you... don't mess around, if you dare to kill me, our Xuantie Refining Pavilion will not let you go!"

Song Yun snorted coldly, took out the gray jade sword from the storage bag, and then walked towards He Qiduo step by step, looking at him with cold eyes.

"Humph, you want to kill me without any reason, and now you are threatening me? I want to see what else you have to say today."

As he spoke, Song Yun walked in front of He Qidu, and then raised the gray jade sword in his hand slightly.

The sharp sword blade flashed coldly in the sunlight, reflecting on He Qidu's terrified face.

"Don't kill me, it's our leader who wants to kill you, I'm just following orders! Please spare my life, I have no choice but to do this." He Qidu begged for mercy quickly.

His voice was tearful, his eyes were full of fear and pleading, and his body kept twisting on the ground, trying to break free from the restraints of the spatial spirit rope.

But the rope was getting tighter and tighter, causing him to feel dull pain, but he could do nothing and could only continue to beg Song Yun.