Demon Cultivator: Heaven and earth are the cauldron, and all living beings are the medicine

Outside the Demon Abyss Sea, Hengmo Sect.

At this moment, all the disciples within the sect were terrified, their bodies frozen in place, staring in horror at the red-clothed youth in mid-air.

"Hmm! Very good! Everyone is smart, and those who recognize the times are heroes! Since everyone is cooperating with me so well, then next, I will give you all a little gift!"

Ning Lu's face was filled with a smile, his grand voice reaching the ears of everyone present.

In the next moment, his aura suddenly soared, golden light burst forth around him, and bursts of ancient and majestic dragon roars resounded!

Seeing this scene, among the shocked, terrified, and stunned crowd, someone finally reacted and shouted.

"Not good! Run! He never intended to let us go!"

"We should have run earlier! The sect master, young master, and young mistress are all dead! How could he possibly spare our lives?"

"This Feng Qi! He's too cunning!"

The crowd scattered and fled frantically in all directions, but it seemed it was too late!

A golden dragon, tens of feet long, soared into the sky, covered in extremely sharp sword energy, and carrying immense pressure, heavily bombarded the sect below.

Hidden Dragon Sword Qi Art, Third Form! River Severance!

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar was heard, and the entire Hengmo Sect, along with the island below, suddenly collapsed, turning into ruins, and setting off monstrous waves in the surrounding sea.

In an instant, the entire Hengmo Sect, with its thousands of disciples, vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed in this world!

Ning Lu did not hesitate at all, took a big step forward, and his figure, like thunder, sped towards the Bloodwing Gate.

Since he reached the Nascent Soul stage, he discovered that those below the Core Formation stage, even if thrown into the Primordial Ancient Cauldron for refining, the resulting blood energy was completely useless to him!

Therefore, if he wants to quickly improve his cultivation now, he can only refine those at or above the Core Formation stage, and the rest of the trash and ants can simply be killed!

Before long, Ning Lu's figure arrived above the Bloodwing Gate, threw Tang Xuan'er's head into the main hall, and shouted.

"Demon cultivator Feng Qi, I invite Lord Blood Robe to come and die!"

The calm words fell into the ears of the Bloodwing Gate disciples, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, extremely terrifying.

"What a terrifying aura! Is he the Feng Qi who has become famous these days?"

"What are you looking at! Run! If the sect master fights him later, the aftermath of the battle alone will be enough to turn us into ashes!"

"Did I just see it right? The head he's holding is... Miss's head?"

The crowd scattered and fled, their eyes filled with horror, not daring to look directly at the red-clothed youth in mid-air.

Ning Lu also allowed them to leave, because these people were too weak and of no value to him. Making a move would only be a waste of his energy!

In the next moment, his figure, like thunder, turned into a streak of crimson, and suddenly窜 into the main hall of the Bloodwing Gate.

At this moment, a young man wearing blood-red robes and with a handsome face was sitting high on the main seat, looking at Ning Lu who was coming towards him, his face surprisingly calm.

It was as if he had already expected Ning Lu's arrival!

In fact, with Blood Robe's high-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, he had already sensed Ning Lu's presence when he made a scene at Hengmo Sect!

But not only did he not choose to stop him, but he also sat in the Bloodwing Gate, without escaping, just quietly waiting for Ning Lu to come.

This is because he knew that this disaster was inevitable, and even True Lord Molong had died at Ning Lu's hands.

Therefore, even if he, Blood Robe, tried his best, he would definitely not be a match for the red-clothed youth in front of him.

Although Blood Robe and True Lord Molong were both at the high stage of Nascent Soul, because True Lord Molong possessed the River Swallowing Cicada, his combat power was already comparable to the peak of Nascent Soul, and it was difficult to find an opponent below the Transformation God stage!

But even someone as strong as True Lord Molong has now died, so one can imagine how terrifying Ning Lu's combat power is!

At this moment, Blood Robe slowly raised a sword and placed it on his neck, his eyes as calm as water, and said in a flat tone.

"Young friend Feng Qi, I know I am no match for you! I am willing to commit suicide as the price to quell your anger! But after I commit suicide, please spare the innocent disciples of my Bloodwing Gate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Blood Robe raised and lowered his hand, and the long sword pierced his throat, and blood spurted out like a tide.

The blood-soaked long sword fell heavily to the ground, and then Blood Robe's figure also fell to the ground, and finally completely lost his breath in a pool of blood!

"This Blood Robe has more backbone than True Lord Molong! He can be considered a character!"

Ning Lu looked coldly at the man lying in the pool of blood, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

After a while, he slowly walked out of the main hall, looked at the Bloodwing Gate disciples who were fleeing in all directions, and allowed them to escape, without killing them.

Ning Lu's actions were not out of consideration for Blood Robe, but because these people were too weak and of no benefit to him!

He only needs to spit a little saliva to kill everyone present. Attacking such weaklings is demeaning to his status!

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, more than a hundred years have passed to this day!

But along the way, he has never wavered his nature, and his mind is as firm as a rock!

Just like when he first embarked on the path of cultivation, he is not a bloodthirsty person!

Every time he kills someone, he has his own purpose, and he only kills for value and benefit!

And the ants in front of him are already so small that they are about to disappear from his sight!

Then there is no need to waste energy on these ants!

...

Three days later, deep in the Demon Abyss Sea, Qingping Sect.

A young man wearing a green shirt respectfully bowed before a middle-aged man and slowly said.

"Vice Sect Master Luo Xuan, recently, a promising talent has appeared in the outer sea area, named Feng Qi, with an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. He has uprooted forces such as the Hengmo Sect with his own strength! Now, in the outer sea area, he is leading the newly emerged鲛人族, dominating one side!"

The middle-aged man named Luo Xuan nodded slightly, pondered for a long time, and said with a solemn expression.

"Xuan Yun, I know that you have been looking for rare talents for the sect over the years! I have to admit that among the three major forces in the deep sea area today, our Qingping Sect is the weakest! But this does not mean that this mere early-stage Nascent Soul, inexperienced kid, deserves such great attention from the sect!"

Upon hearing this, the young man named Xuan Yun not only did not change his point of view, but instead insisted.

"Lord Luo Xuan! Please believe my vision! This Feng Qi, although his cultivation is a bit low now! But he possesses many supernatural powers, and his combat power is outstanding! With an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, he can kill True Lord Molong, who possesses the River Swallowing Cicada! His growth space is so large, his upper limit is so high, and his future is immeasurable! He is definitely a rare talent!

Allow me to say something from the bottom of my heart, if I were to fight this Feng Qi, I may not have a 100% certainty of defeating him!"

Seeing Xuan Yun's persistence, Luo Xuan shook his head and then compromised.

"Alright! Then the sect will give this kid a chance. I hope you don't misjudge him!"

"Thank you for your understanding, my Lord!"

Xuan Tian cupped his hands and bowed.