Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"Hey, what a coincidence."

Mengdie had a smile on her lips and glanced at the group of defeated soldiers.

"snort."

Tu Wanshan snorted coldly and said without any pretense, "Why are you here?"

"Hey, this is strange. This place is not your home. Why can't I come?" Mengdie retorted.

Mengdie thought, "What a coincidence. I just met Ma Changjie not long ago, and now I meet you again. I don't know who holds this Holy Son Token?"

From Mengdie's perspective, Qi Liang, Jiang Qinqin, Ma Changjie, Fang Xiang, Gong Niang, and now Tu Wanshan can be excluded, leaving only Luo Yu, Zhou Longsheng, and You Jianfeng.

She didn't take these three people seriously, so she was bound to get this Holy Son.

She didn't know that Luo Yu and Zhou Longsheng had already died.

Tu Wanshan's eyes were full of hatred, "Have you met Ma Changjie?"

"Yes." Mengdie looked sideways, wondering where he could get such resentment.

"Where is he?" Tu Wanshan stood up and asked.

Mengdie's mind changed and she stretched out her hand and pointed into the distance, "Over there."

Tu Wanshan waved his hand, "Let's go!"

The bald woman and her group followed Tu Wanshan away.

Mengdie covered her mouth and smiled, and continued to chase Hongguang.

The bald woman asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, we should get the Holy Son Order first. It will be too late to avenge Ma Changjie later."

Tu Wanshan sighed in his heart, how could he not know this?

But whoever caused their strength to be greatly damaged was no longer enough to compete with Mengdie and others. They could only retreat first and make plans slowly.

Tu Wanshan looked at the two rainbow lights on the horizon. One of them moved slowly, slowly approaching them, and the other moved quickly towards the mountain gate. If nothing unexpected happened, the first Holy Son would be born.

He guessed that those moving towards the mountain gate should be the Qi Liang family. They were the strongest, and it was expected that they would be the first to obtain the Holy Son Order.

One day later.

Xu Sanyan looked at the six people behind him. There were originally nine people. After the previous battle, one person died and another was injured. The injured person was seriously injured and had been abandoned.

Everyone was exhausted from the days of traveling. Xiangtan and Junior Sister Chu were panting and helped each other move forward.

"Let's take a rest." Xu Sanyan said softly.

After hearing the words, everyone collapsed to the ground. Xiangtan had a smile on his face. Although his body was tired, it could not hide the excitement in his heart. The closer he got to the mountain gate, the more excited he became.

As long as Xu Sanyan ascends to the position of Holy Son, her status will rise, and even some elders in the Mystery Realm will have to give her a little favor.

Junior Sister Chu hugged Xiangtan's arm and whispered into her ear, "Senior Sister, when you get out, you must say more good things to me. I also want to serve Senior Brother Xu..."

Xiangtan patted her palm and comforted softly, "Don't worry, with the relationship between you and me, if I don't help you, who else can I help?"

"Well, senior sister is the best." Junior Sister Chu smiled happily.

Xu Sanyan took out the Holy Son Ling and played with it. He found that the closer he got to the mountain gate, the brighter the rainbow light on the Holy Son Ling became.

In two days' journey, we can return to the mountain gate. I hope there won't be any problems.

Although this battle for the Holy Son was very short, lasting less than a month, it was not less brutal. Half of the original 200 people who participated in the competition have been lost today.

Only Qi Liang and Mengdie had no losses.

Behind Xu Sanyan, the atmosphere between the four men was a bit subtle. There were only five places for fans. Because Xiangtan and Junior Sister Chu had made great contributions, they naturally wanted to occupy two, so there were only three places left, but there were four people present. Individuals, one of them is destined to be given up.

Suddenly, a rainbow light lit up again in the sky, and the fourth Token of the Holy Son appeared.

Xu Sanyan looked up and glanced at the map. The direction should be the Hundred Beasts Peak, but it had nothing to do with him anymore.

"Let's go." Xu Sanyan said, taking the lead and walking forward.

Everyone followed in turn.

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Qi Liang looked at the rainbow light shining in the direction of Hundred Beasts Peak, with a smile in his eyes, "Let's go and meet our hero."

Jiang Qinqin whispered, "Senior Brother Qi, Sima Xin, what are you going to do?"

"What do you think?" Qi Liang turned his head and asked.

Jiang Qinqin thought for a moment and tentatively said, "Maybe... we can spare his life. If Sima Xin is alive, Qi Yuanzhu will think that everything is still under his control. We are still weak, so it is best to endure it first."

Qi Yuanzhu is Qi Liang's elder brother and the only one left among the previous generation of saints.

"Um."

Qi Liang made a nasal noise, without comment, and looked at the rainbow light closest to the mountain gate, guessing who it was.

At this moment, there was a noise beside him. Qi Liang turned around and saw a group of people appearing in the forest.

The first person had a bare head, a bruised nose and a swollen face. There was blood oozing from the scalp on the top of his head, as if someone had torn his hair off. He was also wrapped in a layer of bandages, and there was blood seeping out of the bandages. He looked very miserable.

Qi Liang asked in surprise, "Who is this bald donkey...?"

"Giggle..." Jiang Qinqin couldn't help laughing, covering her mouth and snickering. She naturally recognized this person.

Fang Xiang was furious, "Bald uncle, I am Fang Xiang!"

"Hahaha..." Qi Liang was immediately overjoyed, pointing at him and laughing, "We haven't seen him for two days, how can you be so virtuous?"

They had just parted in Wutong Forest two days ago.

Fang Xiang looked depressed, "Damn it, don't mention it."

Qi Liang raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood-oozing scalp on the top of his head. Fang Xiang's favorite set of bristles used to grow here, but they were nowhere to be found at this moment, which made him even more curious, "What's going on? "

Fang Xiang sighed, "I've never beaten a pervert before."

When he thought of Xu Sanyan, Fang Xiang felt extremely depressed. There was even a deep awe buried deep in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it.

"Have you met Tu Wanshan?" Qi Liang said with a smile.

Fang Xiang shook his head, "No."

"Oh? Besides Tu Wanshan, who else can beat you like this?"

Qi Liang looked surprised. In his opinion, Fang Xiang was not weak in strength. Although he was ranked fifth among the "Top Ten", in terms of personal strength, he had a place in the top three.

Fang Xiang briefly explained the whole story. Qi Liang listened quietly and narrowed his eyes unconsciously. When did such a person appear in the Holy Sect again?

Fang Xiang didn't want to get entangled with him too much, so he waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

Qi Liang stopped him, "Where are you going?"

"There," Fang Xiang pointed to the Hundred Beasts Peak as a matter of course, and lowered his eyes to look at the rainbow light in Qi Liang's arms, "How about I steal your Holy Son Order?"

Originally, Fang Xiang was going to try his luck at the Hundred Beasts Peak, but he didn't expect someone to get there first, just in time to see who would dare to steal his things.

That's right, Fang Xiang has already assumed that the Holy Son Order on the Hundred Beasts Peak belongs to him.

Qi Liang pursed his lips and suddenly grinned. Fang Xiang was from Xue Lian Mountain, so he might have the opportunity to plant a nail in Xue Lian's lineage.

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