The inside of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge looks no different from the outside.
There are also birds chirping, flowers fragrant, greenery abound, creeks gurgling and water trickling.
If you don't take the initiative to point out that this is a holy land of demons, it really feels like a blessed land.
The expected scene of heavy demonic aura and bones everywhere did not appear. Meng Xingyuan looked around with some surprise in his eyes.
However, the good times did not last long. Before Meng Xingyuan could develop a favorable impression of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, in the distance, streaks of blood suddenly cut through the sky.
Although he was far away, with his eyesight, he could easily see that someone was fighting.
As soon as his spiritual consciousness moved, he moved directly towards that area.
For a moment, his eyes immediately became subtle.
It turned out that it was a case of murder and treasure grabbing.
"The Demon Sect is indeed a Demon Sect. The weak eats the strong, and the strong is supreme." He sighed.
Suddenly, after the robbery and killing, the previous group of people seemed to have noticed his spiritual prying eyes and cast their gaze directly over.
"What a beautiful woman!"
The bandit leader passed by Meng Xingyuan and looked directly at Gong Moyue. A trace of greed suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Bang!"
In the air, a ball of blood-colored steel needles exploded, turning into rain of blood and falling down. The wisps of rain were all steel needle magic weapons that shone with strange blood.
The cold light surging from the tip of the needle looked extremely vicious.
And this rain of blood exploded, directly covering an area of 300 feet in radius centered around Meng Xingyuan. There was no way to hide. It was obvious that he had made up his mind to kill Meng Xingyuan brazenly.
On the contrary, the area where Gong Moyue stood was avoided.
"The Demon Sect is indeed the Demon Sect."
Meng Xingyuan smiled again.
The robe fluttered, and a long sword was suddenly in his hand.
With the long sword in his hand, he swung the sword lightly and directly. The domineering sword intention condensed into sword energy and swept across the void, like a curtain of light that opened up and slashed down boldly!
"Whoa!"
"puff!"
The overbearing sword intent directly chopped down those blood-colored steel needles, and the sword light swept across the void with unabated power. The demon cultivator didn't even have time to react. He was cut into pieces as lightly as tofu by the sword light.
Open it, split it in half, and spill blood into the air.
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a one-star great spiritual master and gaining 1,000 killing points!"
"Boss!"
The other demons were frightened and wanted to run away immediately.
It's a pity that their speed is not as fast as a turtle crawling in front of Meng Xingyuan.
Referring to the sword, sword energy ejected from his fingertips, and only the sounds of "Boom!"
Xiu, one by one, like birds struck by arrows, they fell directly from the sky and lost all their vitality.
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Nine-Star Spiritual Master and gaining 680 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Seven-Star Spiritualist and gaining 640 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing an eight-star spiritual master and gaining 660 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Nine-Star Spiritual Master and gaining 680 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Seven-Star Spiritualist and gaining 640 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Seven-Star Spiritualist and gaining 640 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Seven-Star Spiritualist and gaining 640 killing points!"
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"You are suitable to join my demon sect." Next to her, Gong Moyue said with a teasing smile, "You are ruthless and decisive in killing. If you don't join my demon sect, you will be wasting all your evil energy."
"I never said I was a good person." Meng Xingyuan glanced at her and shrugged, "As for joining the Demon Heaven? Haha, forget it. Believe me, the Demon Heaven is too small to accommodate me."
Others join a force because the force can provide them with shelter and a backer. At the same time, they can benefit from the force and get what they want.
But Meng Xingyuan doesn't need it.
Sitting in the [Mall], he alone is a giant!
What about the Demon Paradise, one of the three major sects and the co-master of the world's demons? Now that Meng Xingyuan has full wings, he no longer needs to hide under other people's roofs to protect himself from the wind and rain.
He himself is the biggest supporter!
"Little devil's paradise?!"
The corners of Gong Moyue's eyes twitched wildly, "You bastard, are you too proud?! There are many spiritual master-level beings in our Holy Sect. You are just an eight-star great spiritual master, but you have dual cultivation of spirit and body. You are special.
It’s just a point, what right do you have to despise it? You really think you are a great Buddha!”
Gong Moyue felt that this person was really hopeless.
His ability is not small, but his tone is even greater!
Each of the three major sects of Beihan is a real behemoth, and everyone must look serious and feel awe when talking about them.
Above the Silver Family is the Gold Family. Of the five major levels of the Family, the Gold Family is already at the top of the world.
As for the three major sects of Beihan, if judged by the classification standards of aristocratic clans, they are definitely in the golden clan, and they are also the old golden clans with extremely strong strength.
A force that can command a continent can be said to be a god.
How dare anyone look down on such an existence?!
Meng Xingyuan smiled and did not explain.
After marching forward for hundreds of miles and casually killing some demon cultivators who dared to offend them, Meng Xingyuan felt that there was something about being the leader of the demonic path.
This place is beautiful, but it is really messy.
There is a fight going on all the time.
Vendettas, robberies, counter-robberies, and even life-and-death confrontations over disagreements seemed to be extremely common in this chaotic land.
"Xiaoyue, why haven't anyone come to greet you yet?" Meng Xingyuan turned around and looked at Gong Moyue, "Isn't the efficiency of your Blood Temple too poor?"
"Soon."
Gong Moyue responded, already sneering in her heart.
She didn't know what Meng Xingyuan was going crazy about, as if he really just brought her back and had no intention of using her as a hostage or threatening her father.
"No matter how crazy you are! As soon as my father arrives, you will be dead! You dare to treat me as a maid for more than half a month. If you don't care, I will take your surname!" She felt cruel in her heart.
As early as when they were near Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, Gong Moyue secretly sent a message.
Because her spiritual power was sealed, the communication range of the token on her body was greatly limited, and only very few messages could be transmitted.
If we were still in Shengfang, the Han Sheng Sect's territory was countless miles away from Ten Thousand Demon Ridge. Even in its heyday, it would not have been able to send messages across such a large distance.
Fortunately, this kid went crazy and actually brought her back to Ten Thousand Demons Ridge and even walked in!
Gong Moyue thinks what else does she need to be afraid of?!
Ten Thousand Demon Ridge is her territory!
Since you are seeking death, I will help you!
"What exactly do you want to do? If you want to use me as a hostage and threaten my father, I advise you to control me tightly now, otherwise you will have no chance when my people from the Blood Temple arrive later."
Gong Moyue said.
Meng Xingyuan looked at her face with interest and smiled easily, "You don't have to worry about it. Since you dare to walk into the devil's cave, I naturally have someone to rely on. What's more, didn't I tell you earlier that I was just sending you home?
That's it. Hostage? No, no, no, you are not a hostage, you are my 'sincerity'. If your father, the master of the Blood Temple, comes in person later, it will be more, because ordinary people cannot decide the deal I want to negotiate."
"Deal?!" Gong Moyue blinked, feeling that she must have been hallucinating just now, "First you killed two Ling Sect elders from my Blood Temple, and then you kidnapped me and used me as a maid to manipulate and humiliate you to your heart's content.
Now you want to make a deal with my father?!"
"That's right."
Meng Xingyuan nodded and said with a smile, "As a condition of the deal, you will still be my maid. And this time you will do it willingly."
"You're dreaming!" Gong Moyue went crazy, "You lunatic! Are you willing to be your maid? You will fall into my hands and you will cry! You are so shameless, wait and see how you die!"
"Who dares to make my precious daughter angry?"
Just as he was talking, the sky suddenly exploded with a "boom!" and countless clouds collapsed and condensed, turning into the face of a bloody middle-aged man, looking down.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The moment this big face appeared, countless bloody demonic lights descended from all around and gathered around the bloody face.
The magic light faded away, revealing mountain-like figures.
That is a true spiritual sect, and no one is below three stars.
Behind these Lingzong, there were demon-armored warriors appearing in rows and columns, their armor stained with blood. Among the ferocious blood was a deep black magic light. These warriors bundled up their armor, as if they were slaying ferocious monsters.
He made a battle armor and put it on his body.
With blood as the body and black light as the eyes, it was like monsters occupying these demon warriors.
Thousands of demon warriors also have strong auras.
Together, they seem to be able to echo each other, and the momentum of these thousands of demons is more terrifying than those of the Spirit Sect.
Whether it's the Spirit Sects or these demon warriors, they are just supporting roles.
What really makes people feel dangerous and terrifying is that big bloody face.
The moment the big bloody face appeared, the entire world immediately changed, and everything within a thousand miles was covered by it.
He was like a god, with indifferent eyes, looking down below.
The Spirit Sects, with their demon warriors, were scattered around it as guards, as if they were followers, standing respectfully.
The face of the bloody middle-aged man exuded a mountain-like aura that directly suppressed the creatures within a thousand miles.
At the moment, the creatures in this area, whether they are demon cultivators, whether they are fighting or practicing, are all in panic at this moment. They directly interrupt their actions, their faces are pale, and they are trembling with horror. They are surrounded by the mountain of terror.
Under the aura, kowtow toward the sky.
"Daddy!"
Gong Moyue shouted in surprise.
The bloody face looked indifferent, showing no emotion at all.
His eyes were filled with darkness, so dark that they were like a demon, making people dare not look directly into them.
Hearing Gong Moyue's voice, he rolled his eyes and finally showed a smile.
After a moment, he ordered: "Xue Yi, bring the young lady back. As for the kid next to her... let him die."