No wonder a monk suddenly appeared and found fault with him in every way, saying that he was crossing the line. It seemed that they had already divided the territory.

In this case, wouldn’t it mean that independent cultivators have no way to survive?

No, there is no dead end.

What is called a casual cultivator.

Repeat after me… resources…

For a moment, Shen Lian didn't know what to do.

Although the world of immortal cultivation emphasizes the survival of the fittest, it should not be the case that the weak are raised like crops while the strong wield sickles and create sparks.

Sect Master Qianlian looked at Meishan in silence, his expression seemingly calm, but he had strange thoughts in his mind.

He observed the expression of the old demon in front of him. Although his face looked a little stiff, after hearing his story just now, the fluctuations in his mind did not seem false.

This shows that this demon is not aware of the situation in the central Tiannan continent.

But even if he is from the immortal cultivation world in the other four directions of Tiannan, as an old demon in the Nascent Soul Realm, he should know something about the situation in the central continent of Tiannan.

Unless he is not a native cultivator from the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World, but a Nascent Soul cultivator from another immortal cultivation world.

For a moment, Sect Master Qianlian's thoughts became a little active.

However, I still need to confirm it again and again.

"Fellow Daoist, now that we have made it clear, please leave this area to avoid damaging the harmony."

As he spoke, a circle of blood ripples bloomed from the body of the Qianlian Sect Master, and his momentum rushed towards the Meishan Old Demon.

The Meishan old demon laughed strangely, "This demon just wanted to collect some residual souls, but I didn't expect to enter your place by mistake. Please forgive me."

As he spoke, he clasped his fists towards the Master of Qianlian Sect.

"Excuse me."

Meishan clasped his fists, turned around and was about to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder which Demon Mountain you are from?"

Seeing that Meishan was about to leave, Sect Leader Qianlian raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked a question.

"As for the sect, let's not talk about it."

Meishan also exuded a demonic aura and acted alert.

For the Small Demon Sect, there is really no need to say anything, because the rise and fall of the Small Demon Sect depends on the strongest demon cultivator in the sect, and the disciples and elders are just pawns.

"It's fate that we met. If you really want to collect residual souls, you can go all the way north to the territory of the Demon Moon Alliance. There are many residual souls to collect there."

"Thank you very much."

Meishan bowed, and prepared to leave with a thick cloud of blood.

However, in a flash of lightning, the leader of the Qianlian Sect jumped up, flicked his hands lightly, and a magical treasure like a long rope flew out and rolled towards Meishan.

"Puff!"

The long rope magic treasure pierced through the evil energy around Meishan and hit Meishan's left shoulder at lightning speed.

"puff!"

The end of the long rope was like a vicious dragon, tearing off large pieces of rotten flesh on Meishan's shoulders. But when he tried to go further, he was bounced back by a ray of golden light.

"ah!"

Seeing that his Hunyuan Jiaojin Rope had failed, the Qianlian Sect Leader was shocked.

"Physical training!"

"My friend, you are so rude!"

Meishan snorted coldly, and his whole body seemed to be leaking air, gushing out a billowing bloody sticky mist. A jade mirror was suspended outside his body, and the strong smell of decay made all the surrounding grass and trees wither.

At the same time, Shen Lian also realized that his response just now must have shown his weakness, which made the leader of the Qianlian Sect want to do a business that was not profitable.

But he was relieved.

This is what a demon cultivator would do.

The leader of the Qianlian Sect did not respond. He grabbed back the Hunyuan Jiao tendon rope and pulled the Jiao tendon rope to the end with both hands.

Then I saw a string of blood and fire burning on the dragon tendon rope.

He opened his mouth and blew at the blood and fire on the rope. Suddenly, blood and fire appeared in the air and burned the pervasive blood miasma.

At this moment, a skull with a fang appeared on the jade mirror in front of Meishan, and it aimed at the head of the Qianlian Sect Master and stabbed it fiercely.

If the leader of the Qianlian Sect were to be stabbed by the fangs, his head would surely explode.

At the critical moment, the dragon tendon rope in the hands of Qianlian Sect Master was rubbed into a ball, forming a large protective shield.

Boom!

While blocking the fanged skull, the shield collapsed and turned into dragon tendon ropes again. He also took advantage of this to dodge and took out a bronze mirror from his arms.

The bronze mirror trembled slightly, emitting rays of blood, black, and green interwoven light that shot out in all directions.

Sizzle!

In an instant, in every area swept by the light, there was an explosion in the void, the space collapsed, and large cracks emitting black smoke appeared between the earth and rocks.

The Meishan Demon was unable to dodge and several of the swords hit him, piercing his flesh and blood and causing black smoke to billow out.

After several moves in succession, the collision of the magic powers of both sides formed a situation of confrontation in the air.

"Daoyou, you don't talk about immortal virtues."

Meishan touched his wound that was emitting black smoke, and fingered the wound in front of Qianlian.

"However, your strength is not as good as mine. Even if I stand still, you can only poke a few holes."

Facing Meishan's ridicule, the leader of Qianlian Sect frowned.

The physical training is indeed amazing.

How could he know that the body of the Meishan Old Demon was covered with fourth-level gold threads by Shen Lian.

These golden threads penetrated the whole body, forming a large circulation network, which invisibly enhanced the solidity of the puppet. In addition, Meishan's realm before his death had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so his overall body looked similar to that of a fourth-level physical cultivator.

"Your strength is a little unexpected."

Qian Lian did not feel the slightest bit embarrassed about his sneak attack.

Who made the guy in front of him an alien demon? This type of demon is simply fat meat that is delivered to his mouth. If he doesn't eat it, others will.

What he said before about letting Meishan go to the territory of the Demon Moon Alliance to search for the remaining soul was a lie.

Looking at the Nascent Soul cultivators in the Tiannan Continent, even if they have never been to the Central Continent, they should know that the Demon Moon Alliance is the territory of the evil sect.

And these evil sects are much more fun than the demon sects.

His demon sect only wanted to create some flesh and blood, and cause some pain to living beings.

But those evil cultivators are different. They have too many evil methods, and they are best at manipulating souls.

In the territory of the evil cultivators, it is impossible for Meishan to have the opportunity to cultivate his remaining soul.

He had reminded Meishan so kindly before, but Meishan didn't respond. He didn't even know this common sense, which further confirmed Meishan's origins.

"Since you have passed our sect's test, why don't you join our Qianlian Sect and become an elder?"

"As long as we become a family, collecting the remaining souls is not a small matter."

At this moment, Shen Lian wanted to curse, are all demon cultivators so shameless? However, thinking that he is also a demon cultivator now, he decided to forget it.

"That's great. I happen to have no sect or school. If I can get the title of elder, I will have someone to back me up in the future."

Meishan smiled. As for the fight that just happened, he had long forgotten it.

As a demon cultivator, it is not advisable to hold grudges.

"I don't know if our sect can afford the salary."

The jade talisman held in the sleeve of Sect Leader Qianlian emitted warmth, and the smile on his face grew even wider.

"If you come to the sect, fellow Daoist Meishan, you will be the most important one besides this sect master. As for salary, just ask for it."

Hearing that he was asked to ask for it, Meishan laughed, "Then I won't be polite, Sect Master, just give it to you!"

With a sinister laugh, Meishan's hands swelled up. Meishan Jian was lifted into the air by him and his hands moved with some magic gestures.

After pieces of demonic energy rolled around, an even larger skeleton emerged tremblingly, and a sharp fang grew in its mouth.

After the skeleton took shape, it let out a strange cry in the air.

"Daoyou, are you waiting for help?"

"Sorry, my helper got here first!"

Just as Sect Master Qianlian was about to prepare to resist the attacking skeleton bone spurs, his mind instantly swept in all directions, but he did not notice any cultivator coming.

He did find help, but the help has not arrived yet.

The dragon tendon rope in his hand turned into a whip, and he lashed out fiercely at the attacking skeleton bone spurs, while at the same time quickly retreating.

He also summoned the bronze mirror, which cast down rays of light to protect himself.

The blood and fire on the dragon tendon rope collided with the skull bone spurs, exploding a large amount of demonic energy.

Seeing this, the old demon Meishan turned into a stream of light and fled into the distance.

"Fellow Daoist, don't chase me, or you will be in bloody disaster."

"Playing tricks on me!"

Qian Lian had prepared to protect himself, but he saw Meishan escaping into the distance with evil spirits. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have been fooled.

“Where are you going!”

'Puff puff puff'

The light composed of these three colors is extremely strange, and can burn small holes in even a body that is as strong as a fourth-level spiritual treasure.

Impacted by the light, the Meishan Old Demon's escape speed slowed down and he was caught up by Qian Lian. The two men fought each other as they walked.

Not long after, a small vortex formed in the diffuse demonic energy, and black gas was then released, slowly revealing a graceful figure.

This woman is Li Yang.

During this period of time, she has been keeping an eye on the matter of the essence of flesh and blood, so she is very concerned about the movements of the Qianlian Sect.

When Sect Master Qianlian suddenly came out, she was curious about what was going on, but she didn't expect that he came here to make some extra money.

'puff'

Li Yang's figure disappeared like a bubble, and the black air merged into the mixed demonic energy in the blink of an eye.

…

“Snack.”

After a while, a small stone in the corner sank into the ground.

Deep in the earth, Shen Lian frowned after checking the photo stone.

The appearance of Sect Master Qianlian was beyond his expectations, but as for the sudden action, it seemed reasonable when he thought about it.

It is normal for demon cultivators to feel like they have known each other for a long time and want to open up to each other from the moment they meet.

But, who is this woman behind?

Unfortunately, this woman used some secret method, so her true appearance and realm could not be seen clearly.

To be honest, with Meishan's strength, his three-axe moves are not enough to defeat the Master of Qianlian Sect.

Originally, after the fight, Shen Lian quickly approached and was ready to use some dirty tricks, but when he was about to make the move, he suddenly sensed a faint divine thought.

This divine thought is no worse than his.

Therefore, he just controlled Meishan to make a feint and then escaped.

Unexpectedly, there was someone behind the scenes.

I just don't know where this person came from.

…

“Chirp!”

In the void, a blood mist rolled, and an extremely huge bat covered with blood-colored spikes came rushing over with a blood cloud.

Blood-colored sound waves turned into ripples and rushed over first.

This kind of sound wave magic is extremely rare in the world of immortal cultivation.

But Meishan is just a puppet.

Seeing this, Sect Master Qianlian was overjoyed.

"Fellow Daoist, let's see where you can escape."

Holding a fourth-order bronze mirror in his left hand, he released a sky-wide beam of light. Holding the dragon tendon rope in his right hand, he swung out countless blood and fire, surrounding Meishan.

Then, he released his divine consciousness and smashed it towards Meishan.

Unfortunately, this series of spiritual attacks did not have much impact on Meishan, the puppet.

His sea of ​​​​consciousness does not exist at all.

The blood bats in the sky would arrive in two or three breaths at most. Meishan snorted coldly, and two kinds of spiritual light, earth and white, burst out from his body, forming a shield about ten feet in size in front of him, resisting the incoming light.

Then, he swung his right arm, grabbed Meishanjian and smashed towards the leader of Qianlian Sect.

"A trapped beast still fights!"

The leader of the Qianlian Sect smiled calmly, thinking that his trip today was not in vain, as he picked up a foreign old demon for free.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he let out a scream.

From the sea of ​​divine consciousness, a three-clawed creature suddenly jumped out and started scratching at the little divine consciousness figure.

In a hurry, Qianlian's divine consciousness figurine cast a protective shield, but it was still torn apart by the three claws.

The damage caused by the claw of Tiandu Yanshen Fa was not as severe as it seemed. After all, Qian Lian was a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator. Although his realm had not reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, it was not far away.

The purpose of the soul attack is to have an impact on Qian Lian.

Qian Lian, who thought he had fended off the black claws, suddenly discovered that there were three more black claws in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This demon can actually launch so many divine attacks!"

Qian Lian resisted with screams, and the circulation of his own magic power was stagnant at this moment, and the power of the bronze mirror and the dragon tendon rope was greatly reduced.

Meishan, regardless of the fact that his body was shattered by the impact of blood, fire and light, approached Qianlian and grabbed the jade mirror with his big hand and held it up.

"Blood bat, take action quickly!"

Qian Lian fought against the severe pain in his sea of ​​consciousness and gathered all his magic power on his face, trying to resist the Jade Mirror.

However, Meishan threw the jade mirror away on the spot and thrust his arm forward violently.

The five fingers clasped together and stabbed into Qian Lian's chest.

After penetrating the chest, the five fingers that were closed together suddenly opened and pinched a beating little cutie.

The rolling demonic energy surged into Qian Lian's body like a tide, turning his body into a pool of mud.

Meishan clenched his other hand into a fist and smashed it hard on Qianlian's head.

"I am the elder of Luosha Valley. If you kill me, you will be the enemy of the entire Luosha Sect!"

A crippled baby jumped out, exuding fear and despair.

"puff!"

Meishan didn't say a word, and directly crushed half of the Nascent Soul to death. He grabbed the remaining body and burst into balls of demonic energy, as if thousands of ghosts appeared, dragging his figure and disappearing hundreds of miles away.

In two flashes, he appeared five hundred miles away.

“Chi!”

The Blood Bat King rushed forward and looked at the mess on the ground. He roared angrily, spread his wings and soared up, chasing Meishan.

However, when the Blood Bat King chased into a forest, he suddenly found that Meishan had disappeared.

In anger, it exploded with blood mist all over its body and transformed into countless blood-red bats, rushing into every corner of the forest.

Unfortunately, still nothing was found.

Finally, he roared for a long time before leaving.

…

Half a month later.

In the corner of the mountain, a trace of demonic energy could no longer be hidden and overflowed.

A small cave was revealed, inside was Meishan, whose body was covered with bloody holes and whose breath was weak, pretending to heal his wounds.

On the other side of the mountains, Shen Lian was waiting quietly, as there was another scene happening below.

…

"come out!"

Inside the cave, Meishan was startled, and regardless of the demonic energy released from his body, he sacrificed Meishan Jian.

"Fellow Daoist is amazing. He was able to ignore the sonic attack of the Blood Bat King and kill Qian Lian. His combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary mid-Nascent Soul cultivator."

A soft sound was heard and transmitted into the cave through the formation.

"who!"

"You are playing tricks on me. Get out of here, demon!"

Meishan's face was stern, and wisps of pale green poisonous gas were released from his body.

"Fellow Daoist, if I want to attack you, do you think you can defend yourself in your current state?"

Hearing this, Meishan's expression relaxed slightly, but the magic power he had been holding did not drop.

"If you want to show off, you can go now. If not... I will accompany you."

"Fellow Daoist Qian Lian is an elder of Luosha Valley. Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by Luosha Valley?"

"No need to beat around the bush, just say it directly if you have something to say." Meishan said impatiently.

"Follow me, and you'll be safe."

"Tsk." Meishan sneered, "You are such a pretentious woman, you are so arrogant. Luosha Valley is one of the seven major sects in Tiannan. What gives you the right?"

"Why?"

A sweet laugh was heard, and a graceful figure in a black dress squeezed in between the earth and rocks.

"I am the commander of the Exiled Immortal Tower stationed in the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World."

…

"Exiled Immortal Tower?"

At the same time, Shen Lian narrowed his eyes suddenly!

(End of this chapter)