Chapter 31 Am I the Devil?

"The foundation is still unstable!"

Zhang Tie, flying in the air with a sword, felt his own violent "spiritual power" and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If any cultivator saw Zhang Tie at this moment, they would find that Zhang Tie was completely shrouded in an invisible cold aura, just like a beast that had devoured countless cultivators and mortals, making people want to eliminate demons and defend the way of righteousness.

But Zhang Tie was totally unaware of this. Since all the blood essence he used to improve his cultivation came from himself, he subconsciously ignored the evil spirit and just thought that his cultivation was improving too fast and he couldn't control his spiritual energy at all.

“We must quickly find a spell to conceal our cultivation!” Zhang Tie then looked at Zhang Xiangling worriedly, and found that she was not affected by his spiritual power at all. He then felt relieved and quickly took Zhang Xiangling away.

What Zhang Tie didn't know was that Zhang Xiangling, due to her special physique, was not affected by Zhang Tie's evil spirit. Moreover, the evil spirit produced by Zhang Tie could be perfectly absorbed by Zhang Xiangling, which subtly improved her cultivation.

In Zhang Xiangling's eyes, Zhang Tie's murderous aura was like providing her with a spirit gathering formation. Not only was it not cold at all, it even had some warmth.

Zhang Xiangling couldn't help but hug Zhang Tie who was standing in front of her, and said tenderly, "What a beautiful sunshine."

"Yes, it's a pity that Yunzhi can't see it." Zhang Tie suddenly thought of the dead Han Yunzhi and sighed softly.

“I want to get off!” Zhang Xiangling was immediately jealous when she heard this. Her eyes suddenly widened and she angrily said to Zhang Tie, “Let me go, let me go!”

Zhang Tie was confused, "Xiang Ling, you."

Before Zhang Tie could finish his words, a loud roar suddenly came from a distance!
"Where did this devil come from! Quickly put down that female cultivator!"

This man was the powerful person in the Fake Dan Realm who had just rushed over from Qingxu Sect. The leader of Qingxu Sect had just heard from the foundation-building elders in the market that a demon had appeared in the territory of Qingxu Sect.

He suddenly couldn't hold it in any longer, because he had heard that there was once an incident in which a disciple who defected from the Blood Evil Sect massacred mortals and low-level cultivators.

These people are often a little confused, but they understand the ways of the jungle very well, and they specifically seek out weaker or even mortal people to practice with. What's more terrifying is that sometimes they don't even practice for the sake of practice, but just for fun.

So after hearing the news, the leader of Qingxu Sect hurriedly sent out the foundation-building master with the strongest detection ability in the sect to investigate the news.

As for the Jindan ancestor, he didn't dare to disturb him casually.

So this powerful fake dan realm expert hurriedly flew towards the mentioned place.

Not long after, he discovered a surge of evil spirit coming from afar. Even though the old man had seen many demons, he dared to guarantee that the demon in front of him could not be said to be the most powerful one, but he was definitely the most arrogant one!
So he couldn't help but said, "Stop! Where did this demon come from!" Then he saw a beautiful girl next to the demon, who seemed to be trying to break free from the demon, so he added, "Let go of that female cultivator!"

Zhang Tie was stunned when he heard the voice, and then he saw a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage with a very powerful aura rushing towards him.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, let's go!" Seeing this, Zhang Xiangling thought that it was because of her insistence on flying on the sword and her quarrel with him that she got into trouble, so she hurriedly spoke to Zhang Tie in a soft voice.

She really felt regretful at this moment, "What if Brother Zhang gets hurt!"

Zhang Tie looked at Zhang Xiangling's anxious expression, which urged him to run quickly. Then he looked at the cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage in the distance, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Do I really look that weak? I just don't want to waste my time.

"Brother Zhang, it's all my fault. You run away quickly. I, I will cover your retreat." Zhang Xiangling said tremblingly, but the look she gave Zhang Tie was extremely firm. She seemed to be back in that small courtyard again, where the ordinary Zhang Tie saved her from the devil who killed her entire family.

"Brother Zhang, consider this as my thanks to you for saving my life."

"Alright!" Zhang Tie listened to Zhang Xiangling's increasingly outrageous talk, and felt that if he didn't stop her, she would have some strange ideas again, so he interrupted her hastily. "Wait a minute!"

Zhang Xiangling was stunned, and then she saw Zhang Tie's figure change. Before she could react, a surge of murderous aura rushed straight into the sky.

Then Zhang Tie swung his hand casually, and a small golden sword flew towards the old man's chest at an extremely fast speed.

"Not good!" The fake pill expert didn't expect Zhang Tie to be so fast, and a casual attack could make him feel cold all over.

With a bang, the magic shield that the old man hastily set up was shattered, but the golden sword light was still as powerful as ever and it pierced through his chest directly.

The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the murderous aura rising into the sky in front of him, and at this moment he couldn't help but regret why he was so impulsive.

After a while, the old man saw that Zhang Tie did not make any move, and he was overjoyed and left without looking back.

Zhang Tie had no intention of killing him, nor did he have any deep hatred against him. He just called him a devil, which was nothing.

"Brother Zhang, that's the late foundation building stage." Seeing Zhang Tie defeat the enemy with one sword, her mouth suddenly opened wide. Zhang Xiangling looked at Zhang Tie with admiration, "I have read a lot of immortal cultivation miscellaneous notes in the past few months. The late foundation building stage is almost the strongest here! You can't be in the Jindan stage!"

Zhang Tie shook his head. “Not really. I’m also at the foundation building stage, but my golden swordsmanship is more powerful and my speed is faster.” However, looking at Zhang Xiangling’s admiring eyes, Zhang Tie inexplicably felt very benefited.

Then, under Zhang Xiangling's admiring eyes, the two of them walked into the flying boat together and flew towards the distance.

……

A mortal village.

"Where is Thirteen?" Li Yulong asked with a frown as he looked at the monks who were covered in blood.

"I guess he didn't kill enough!" A disciple with a bloody face said with a wicked smile. After he finished speaking, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking like he was enjoying it.

Li Yulong looked at the other people, all of them had the same expression, and felt a little regretful in his heart. He knew the flaws of the Blood Evil Art. Without the suppression of the Blood Evil Pool in the sect, these disciples had become a little possessed.

"Don't wait for him, let's go!" Li Yulong didn't want to interfere. Doing such a big thing might attract the Golden Core Ancestor. If he didn't leave now, they would all have to stay here.

A mortal city.

The monk named Thirteen's yellow face turned completely blood red at this time, and his eyes were full of red light.

Now he was slaughtering people in a mortal city. He was seen activating the magic weapon in his hand with excitement.

It was a scissors magic weapon. Under the urging of the yellow-faced man, its shape became as big as a head. Although it was not big, it was extremely agile. For cultivators, this magic weapon was not powerful and had average speed, so it was nothing.

However, when it comes against mortals, it becomes a butcher knife that quickly reaps lives.

As the two sharp blades opened and closed quickly, the terrified expressions on their faces were forever frozen at that moment.

The hot blood in those people's bodies dyed the surrounding area red like a fountain. Gradually, the whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of red paint, forming a picture of hell on earth.

　Dear readers, I work too long at the factory, so I don't have much time to write when I get home, so I can only write one chapter a day. But I got off work early today, so I'll add one more chapter for the friends who are following me.

　　
　
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