God Destroying Pearl

Half a day later, Song Yun arrived outside the mountain gate of Beihan Sect.

He slowly landed on the ground, his feet touching the cold, snow-covered earth, and a chill instantly spread from the soles of his feet throughout his body.

Song Yun looked up.

At this time, the mountain gate of Beihan Sect had already been dilapidated, and many places were covered with thick snow.

Only in some corners can the outline of the former mountain gate be vaguely seen.

Song Yun looked around vigilantly.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he used his body skills to rush into the Beihan Sect like a ghost.

Although it has been a long time since the Beihan Sect was destroyed by the demon clan, traces of past battles are still clearly visible along the way.

The ground was covered with gullies of varying depths, which were the marks left by powerful spells and magic weapon attacks.

Some huge rocks were shattered and scattered on both sides of the road, piled up like small hills.

Entering the Beihan Sect, what comes into view is a desolate scene.

The land within the spiritual fields and spiritual gardens once nurtured countless spiritual herbs and medicines, but now it has become dry and barren due to the loss of all spiritual energy.

The Magical Treasure Pavilion and the Sect Master's Hall in the distance were once the core of the Beihan Sect, but now they have collapsed into ruins.

The ruins are intertwined, covered with snow, like a huge tomb, burying the glory and heritage of the Beihan Sect.

Song Yun knew very well that this place must have been searched by other cultivators for a long time, and there were probably few precious things left.

But he still held on to a glimmer of hope and decided to search to see if he could find some missed treasures.

Then Song Yun's figure began to shuttle among the ruins.

However, after searching for half a day, Song Yun did not find anything substantial.

A hint of disappointment could not help but show on his face.

Just when Song Yun was feeling a little depressed, the cold pond that Wang Tianbao had once taken him to suddenly flashed through his mind.

The spiritual fish in the cold pond had delicious meat and an excellent taste, and its flavor still makes him linger on it today.

"There's no treasure, but a good meal will do. I hope the place hasn't been destroyed by the war."

Song Yun thought to himself.

Then, without any hesitation, he flew towards the location of the cold pond in the Beihan Sect.

The Cold Pond is located deep in the back mountains of Beihan Sect and is surrounded by a dense forest.

Now this forest has become sparse and messy due to the impact of the war, and many trees have been uprooted and fallen to the ground in all directions.

Song Yun could see from afar the cold air rising from the cold pond, condensing into white mist in the cold air.

When Song Yun was about to approach the cold pond, the sound of magic weapons colliding came into his ears.

"Bang... bang..."

The sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silent ruins of Beihan Sect.

Song Yun thought to himself.

"Is there someone fighting?"

Song Yun knew very well that any abnormality in the ruins of the Beihan Sect might hide unknown dangers, so he became alert instantly.

After Song Yun restrained his own breath, he carefully approached the direction of the cold pond.

As the distance shortened, the scene beside the cold pond gradually became clearer.

I saw a fat figure fighting fiercely with a snake-headed demon cultivator.

Song Yun looked carefully and found that the fat figure was actually Wang Tianbao, which surprised him.

At this moment, Wang Tianbao exuded the aura of an early Golden Core cultivation level.

Song Yun couldn't help but feel delighted. He didn't expect that Wang Tianbao's cultivation had also successfully broken through to the Golden Core Stage.

Looking at the demons fighting with Wang Tianbao, they exuded a powerful aura close to that of a sixth-level demon beast.

Wang Tianbao held a stick-shaped magical weapon tightly in his hand and waved it vigorously.

Every swing brought about a whistling sound of wind, and sparks were produced when it collided with the whip-shaped magic weapon wielded by the snake-headed demon cultivator.

However, Song Yun could see at a glance that Wang Tianbao was clearly at a disadvantage and was being suppressed by the opponent.

Wang Tianbao's forehead was covered with sweat, which kept rolling down his cheeks.

His breathing also became rapid and heavy.

The attack of the snake-headed demon cultivator was swift and fierce. The whip-shaped magic weapon danced in the air into black shadows, and coiled towards Wang Tianbao like a spirit snake.

Although Wang Tianbao tried his best to resist, he still looked a little embarrassed.

His clothes were soaked with sweat and his steps began to stagger. He could only keep retreating, trying to distance himself from the demon cultivator and looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Song Yun's heart tightened, he knew he couldn't just stand by and watch at this moment.

He quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind, his eyes fixed on the situation on the battlefield, ready to help at the right time.

Song Yun knew very well that this demon cultivator had a strength close to that of a sixth-level demon beast and should not be underestimated. He had to take him by surprise in order to turn the tide of the battle.

Just as Song Yun was thinking, the snake-headed demon cultivator seemed to sense Song Yun's approach.

Its snake head turned suddenly, and its pair of cold vertical pupils looked in the direction of Song Yun, and it let out a sharp hiss.

"Hi~"

This roar seemed like a warning, which made Wang Tianbao stunned.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Tianbao quickly leaped back several feet, creating some distance between him and the demon cultivator.

"Brother Song, why are you here?"

Wang Tianbao shouted, panting, with a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Brother Wang, don't ask so many questions first, let's work together to deal with this demon cultivator!"

Song Yun responded loudly.

At the same time, Song Yun no longer hid his aura, and the powerful spiritual power of the early Jindan stage burst out instantly.

"it is good!"

Then Song Yun and Wang Tianbao joined forces to deal with the snake-headed demon cultivator.

Wang Tianbao roared, and spiritual power surged throughout his body. The stick-shaped magic weapon in his hand shone brightly, and with a whistling sound, he attacked the snake-headed demon cultivator like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Aims to disrupt the demon cultivator's defense and create opportunities for Song Yun.

Song Yun's eyes were sharp as he quickly took out the unprepossessing but incredibly powerful empty brick from his storage bag.

Then, he used the space teleportation technique one after another, leaving a trail of afterimages on the spot.

Under Song Yun's exquisite control, the empty brick shuttled through space like a ghost, accurately hitting the vital parts of the snake-headed demon cultivator again and again.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

The empty bricks hit the snake-headed demon cultivator's head one after another, making a dull sound.

Although this demon cultivator relied on his thick skin and flesh to barely withstand Song Yun's series of fierce attacks, he was obviously a little dazed.

The fierce light that was originally flashing in its snake eyes became a little blurred, and the huge snake head kept shaking there.

It was as if he wanted to get rid of the dizziness in his head and tried to make himself more awake.

While Song Yun continued to attack, he kept an eye on the demon cultivator's condition.

He keenly noticed that there were flashes of lightning above the other party's head.

It was the remaining lightning power on the empty bricks that was constantly corroding the demon cultivator's body.

Every flash of lightning was accompanied by the demon cultivator's painful convulsions, and the air was filled with a burning smell.

Wang Tianbao caught a glimpse of Song Yun's magical skills and was secretly amazed. He didn't expect Song Yun to be so powerful.

This gave Wang Tianbao a great boost of confidence, his attacks became more fierce, and his cooperation with Song Yun became more tacit.

After several difficult battles with Song Yun and Wang Tianbao, the snake-headed demon cultivator gradually began to feel like retreating.

It realized that the combined strength of the two people in front of it was far greater than its own. If it continued to fight, it might really die today.

So, it took advantage of a gap between the two people's attacks, suddenly turned around, and gathered all the spiritual power in its tail.

I saw its tail swung violently and hit a huge rock nearby.

"Bang~"

The huge rock was instantly shattered and turned into countless pieces of stone that flew towards Song Yun and Wang Tianbao.

Under the cover of the rain of stones, the snake-headed demon cultivator's spiritual power surged wildly throughout his body, transforming into a black stream of light and fleeing into the distance at an extremely fast speed.

When Wang Tianbao saw that the snake-headed demon cultivator was trying to escape, an anxious look appeared on his face, and he immediately shouted to Song Yun.

"Brother Song, it's trying to escape!"

Song Yun sneered, his eyes revealing confidence, and spoke loudly.

"Don't worry, it can't run away!"

After saying that, Song Yun used the space teleportation technique without hesitation, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Like a flash of lightning, he chased in the direction where the snake-headed demon cultivator was fleeing.