Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

Xu Sanyan was not in a hurry to go out. He first took out the spiritual stone to restore his mana, and then used his mana to restore his physical body.

The edge of the fog sea is not dangerous to him, so it doesn't hurt to stop here for a while.

The sky gradually darkened, and Xu Sanyan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, blowing away the fog ahead like an arrow.

"ha……"

"Boom~"

Just move your body a little, and your muscles and bones will suddenly buzz together, like a series of firecrackers, and a sense of relaxation will fill your whole body.

Xu Sanyan silently sensed himself. After praying, his physical body had obviously improved a lot, not only in strength and speed, but also in physical strength.

And his senses seemed to be sharper. He was in a sea of ​​fog at the moment, and it was still dark, but it did not affect his ability to clearly see the woman standing on the shore.

The woman was looking at him at the same time.

The moment the two people's eyes met, Xu Sanyan's heart trembled. He recognized this woman.

Not only did he recognize it, he even touched it.

"Zuo Qiuzhen?" Xu Sanyan whispered.

During this trip to the secret realm, the Zuoqiu family suffered heavy losses. Four of the seven heroes of Huaihu died, leaving only the second oldest Zuo Qiuchen, the sixth oldest Zuo Qiuzhen, and the seventh oldest Zuo Qiu Yi.

Among them, Zuo Qiuzhen also had a problem, and she didn't know what the situation was at this moment.

Zuo Qiuzhen's face was expressionless, and he no longer had the liveliness and agility he had before. He stared at Xu Sanyan closely with eyes like a dead fish, holding a head in his hand.

Xu Sanyan glanced at it. He seemed to have seen this head somewhere before. It seemed to be an elder of the Zuoqiu family.

I saw her waving her hand and throwing it away, her head rolled into the sea and gradually sank.

Xu Sanyan had long known that something was wrong with Zuo Qiu Zhen. At this moment, it seemed that Zuo Qiu Clan had discovered the clues about her and was unable to sneak into Zuo Qiu Clan. She had to fight back and escape.

I just don’t know what she is doing here?

Also, how does she know her location accurately?

Xu Sanyan frowned and thought for a moment, then took out something from the storage bag.

It was an old flag. It was the same flag that had been placed on the stone platform in the secret hall. It was also the key to trapping Xiangtan.

After much thought, he found that this was the only thing he couldn't see through. Maybe it exposed his position.

The moment Zuo Qiuzhen saw the big flag, she clearly felt relieved, and her figure moved towards the sea of ​​fog.

"Give me the thing." Zuo Qiuzhen stretched out his hand to ask for it, his eyes swept over the secret realm fruit in his other hand, and finally looked at the big flag.

"What's this?"

Xu Sanyan held the flagpole and looked at it carefully. He didn't recognize this thing, but he felt that it should be a treasure, so he put it away.

"It's useless to you." Zuo Qiuzhen floated and stopped a dozen steps in front of Xu Sanyan.

"Tsk...you're not afraid of me?"

There was an inexplicable meaning in Xu Sanyan's eyes. With Zuo Qiuzhen's cultivation, even ten of them wouldn't be enough to kill him, but at this moment she didn't seem to be afraid at all.

A breeze blew over the sea of ​​fog, blowing up the two people's robes. Xu Sanyan's sharp eyes noticed that there was a small stain of blood on the hem of her clothes. He didn't know whether it was hers or someone else's.

Zuo Qiuzhen didn't speak, and glanced at the place where the head had just been thrown. The meaning expressed was self-evident.

Zuoqiu's family elder is also in the Soul Refining Realm. She can kill him, which proves that she has the means to threaten the Soul Refining Realm.

Xu Sanyan shook his head and smiled, not caring. He saw that Zuo Qiuzhen was only at the beginning of the Mystic Way, and his cultivation was not stable. He must have just broken through not long ago. With this kind of cultivation, he could crush him to death with one finger.

Even if she has some special means, they may not be useful in the face of the huge gap in cultivation.

"You know, soul refining realms are different too. Just because you can kill him, doesn't mean you can kill me."

"What do you want?"

Zuo Qiuzhen's pretty eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She didn't want to cause more trouble if she had to. At this moment, she just wanted to get the soul-fixing flag as soon as possible.

The previous arrangement in the secret realm was destroyed, and now I feel that my soul is becoming more and more unstable, so I must rearrange it as soon as possible.

Xu Sanyan played with the big flag in his hand, looked up and down for a moment and then said,

"I want to know what's going on with you, who you are, and how you invaded Zuo Qiuzhen's consciousness? Could it be that you were seizing your body?"

He remembered that when he just left Qi State, he met a strange woman. This woman was defeated by an elder in Shangyin Mountain and transformed into a half-human and half-corpse form.

At that time, she had said that seizing one's body was forbidden by heaven and had no chance of success, but now it seemed that Zuo Qiuzhen had been seized.

Zuo Qiuzhen lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "It's not about taking the body, it's about replacing it."

"replace?"

"Um,"

Zuo Qiuzhen nodded, "Since the soul-fixing flag is in your hand, you must have seen something."

Xu Sanyan frowned. He actually saw nothing. When he arrived at the main hall, Lin Fan and Huan Xi'er had already finished their work. He only saw the complicated formation.

Zuo Qiuzhen didn't hide anything. There was no need to hide the matter at this point, so she opened her mouth and said,

"People have three souls and seven souls, among which the three souls are the soul, the awakening soul, and the living soul. The soul controls wisdom, the awakening soul controls sense, and the living soul controls life. I took out her soul, replaced her soul with a secret method, and dominated her consciousness. Suppress her awakening soul and living soul at the same time.”

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows, is this okay?

He remembered that Xiangtan had said before that there was a shadow of a girl under the stone platform. That shadow must be Zuo Qiuzhen's soul.

But what's the difference between this and seizing one's body? Isn't it all about living another life?

Zuoqiu Zhen seemed to have guessed his thoughts and explained, "This is not a possession. Strictly speaking, it can be called forced occupation. It requires constant suppression of the rejection reaction in the soul."

Xu Sanyan understood a little and nodded silently. He was not very interested in these things. He wanted to know who occupied Zuoqiu Zhen's body, so he asked,

"Are you also a saint from the Yaotian Holy Sect?"

Zuoqiu Zhen hesitated and nodded slowly, "Yes."

"Tsk..."

Xu Sanyan pulled the corner of his mouth. The saints are really tenacious.

First, the old man, then the woman under the crabapple tree, then this person, and the great elder of the Yaotian Holy Sect.

It's just that the great elder is in the immortal realm.

Zuo Qiuzhen stretched out her hand, "Now that I'm done, can you return the things to me?"

Xu Sanyan waved the flag, "What is this?"

Zuo Qiuzhen frowned, trying to suppress the restlessness in her heart, "The Soul-Fixing Flag is useless to you."

Xu Sanyan looked at her impatient face, grinned, and glanced at her aggressively, licked her lips with her tongue, and her expression was full of vulgarity.

"There is one more thing..."

Zuo Qiuzhen's eyes turned cold, and she instantly understood what he meant, and her brows were tightly tangled together.

It was really inconvenient for her to take action now, otherwise she would have robbed it long ago, and why would she waste so much time talking to him.

It was just that since the arrangement went wrong, the rejection reaction on the soul became more and more serious, and she was now trying her best to barely suppress it.

After thinking for a moment, Zuo Qiuzhen lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand and pulled the belt around her waist, and the light blue robe slipped off with the wind, revealing a touch of fragrant shoulders.