Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"You guys go back." Xu Sanyan waved to Zhu Yong and the other two.

"Yes." The two held hands and left.

Now that there are cruel people, there is no need for Zhu Yong. He is lucky to have saved his life.

In the room, Xu Sanyan looked at the seven people coldly, wondering who to start with.

Among the seven people, four were unconscious and three were conscious, but their mouths were gagged and they could only make meaningless "oooo" sounds.

The county magistrate looked at Xu Sanyan with frightened eyes. He didn't know what happened at the moment. Zhu Yong had previously led his troops to tie him up without saying a word, and then he was sent here.

"Woooo..."

The county magistrate's pupils suddenly dilated. He watched the young man in front of him pull out a long knife and compare it to his head. He suddenly felt that something was wrong and started struggling crazily.

Xu Sanyan raised his fingers in front of his lips and said softly, "Don't move around. It will be quick. It will stop hurting in just one stroke. Be good..."

At this moment, Xu Sanyan's voice sounded like the whisper of a devil to the county magistrate, making him even more trembling and uneasy.

呲——

Xu Sanyan grabbed the county magistrate's hair, raised the knife in his hand, and held a huge head in his hand. His body lost support and fell to the ground, with blood flowing freely.

The scholar beside him just woke up and passed out quickly.

On the contrary, the expression of the big man with a sinister face became a little more ferocious again, and he was not at all frightened by the sight in front of him.

Xu Sanyan placed the county magistrate's head in the coffin and straightened it out. There was originally a dead bone in the coffin, but he threw it away.

The next one was the big man's turn. Xu Sanyan raised his knife and dropped it. The big man turned into a human pig in an instant. All his limbs were gone, and only his head was still connected to his body.

"Woooo..."

The big man was not dead for a while, but the pain was unbearable. The rag that blocked his mouth was soaked with blood and was gushing crazily on the ground.

Such scenes can be said to make those who see them sad and those who hear them shed tears.

Xu Sanyan couldn't bear to see him in such pain, so he beheaded him with one knife.

In fact, he only wanted this big man's body, and Xu Sanyan could chop off his head first, so that he wouldn't have to endure this pain.

But Xu Sanyan didn't think much about it.

He picked up the body and spliced ​​it under the magistrate's head. Then he chopped the scholar's heart alive and replaced it with the man's heart. He also took one limb from each of the remaining four people and pieced it together into a "complete" body.

Then he sprinkled the handful of black soil on his body, took a silver cup, slit his palm, filled it with essence and blood, and fed it into the magistrate's mouth.

Then he sat upright in front of the coffin, with magic power surging around his body, and his robes swelled up, slowly nourishing the corpse.

At this moment, there was a dilapidated coffin placed in the center of the room. Next to the coffin sat a young man with a calm face. The young man's clothes were stained with blood, which was very scary.

Beside him, there were several mutilated corpses piled up. One of them, a head full of flesh, stood quietly on the table, its eyes opened angrily, full of resentment.

The rest of the corpses were messily tangled together. It can be said that there is me among you and you among me. There is no longer any distinction between class status. The county magistrate has truly come from the masses and gone to the masses.

At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, this is basically a devil's cave, it can be called a hell on earth, and the only young man alive is a man-eating evil ghost in the hell.

Da Huangya, who was guarding the door, tightened his tight-fitting robe and suddenly felt a bit chilly. Then he shrugged his nose and frowned slightly. He smelled a strong smell of blood and didn't know what the Fourth Master was doing inside.

Time passed slowly and night fell.

As soon as the hour came, Xu Sanyan opened his eyes and recited the fate-destining mantra. The body in the coffin began to tremble slightly, as if it did not want to merge with the other remaining limbs.

But Xu Sanyan didn't care what they thought and increased the mana infusion.

The stumps of the seven people were like magnets that repel each other, refusing to merge with each other, but Xu Sanyan used great strength to forcefully stick them together.

It’s okay if you don’t want to!

The flesh and blood of several stump limbs began to produce granulation, entangled with each other, and slowly merged.

It was past midnight, Xu Sanyan breathed a long sigh of relief, that was the end of the day.

The "Life Coffin Technique" cannot be completed overnight. As stated in the technique, it will take thirty-seven days to complete. This is only the first day, so there is no rush.

squeak——

Xu Sanyan pushed the door open and looked at the big yellow tooth guarding the door. He raised the corner of his mouth. This boy is really good at showing off.

"Fourth Master, are you done?" Dahuang Ya quickly stood up.

Xu Sanyan nodded, "Go and tidy up the inside. Don't move the coffin."

"Okay." Dahuang Ya didn't ask anything. He just did what the Fourth Master told him.

When Da Huangya stepped into the room, the tangy smell of blood almost knocked him over. Even though he thought he was well-informed, he was shuddered by the sight in front of him.

I couldn't help but whisper in my heart, "Fourth Master is more ruthless than before..."

Xu Sanyan took off his sticky coat, walked into the house, opened the door, and saw the village owner's wife lazily lying on the bed, whispering to Bai Qingyu beside her.

…

Three days later,

Someone came from the Bai family in Dafeng Town and wanted to take Bai Qingyu back. Xu Sanyan did not stop him. Anyway, he had had enough fun, so he should go back.

Bai Qingyu didn't want to quit and refused to leave. The Bai family had no choice but to go back to die.

…

Early that morning, Xu Sanyan looked at the heavy snow outside the window and murmured, "It's Chinese New Year..."

Today is New Year's Eve, and it is also the second year he has come to this world.

The first time he celebrated the New Year was in a bandit's den. At that time, he was just an ordinary horse bandit, living precariously every day.

Xu Sanyan clearly remembered that during the last Chinese New Year, the boss Wu Jue rewarded them with five taels of silver each, and Xu Sanyan was happy for a long time.

But he didn't expect that this time, Wu Jue would reward his wife.

The boss is really generous.

...

Late at night, Xu Sanyan sat in front of the coffin, chanting the fate spell in a low voice, and the magic power surged around his body and poured into the corpse.

Today is the last day, and the spell will be completed after the midnight.

As the last word was uttered, the corpse in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes, the broken coffin exploded, and a pieced-together corpse stood up.

A pair of dark eyes looked around, and finally looked at Xu Sanyan.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Sanyan asked casually.

The mouth of the corpse opened and closed, but no sound came out.

This was of course controlled by Xu Sanyan. At this moment, the two were connected in mind and spirit, allowing him to control it at will.

Xu Sanyan tried to control it to speak, but it couldn't make any sound.

"What a pity..."

It would be great if it could speak, Xu Sanyan shook his head in disappointment.

This thing is called the Fierce Demon, although the name is loud, but its strength is not as strong as the Blood Demon.

After all, the Blood Demon's original body is the corpse of the Ma family's ancestor, a foundation-building cultivator, while this Fierce Demon is just a mortal body, the difference between the two is not a little bit.

But it can also be used.