Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

He was very familiar with this scene. It was like this in some games in his previous life. You would get some rewards for each level you passed, and the higher you go, the more generous the rewards would be.

Xu Sanyan stretched out his hand and the porcelain bottle flew into his hand. He pulled out the cork and a fragrance filled the air.

"This is Bizhu Qi Replenishing Pill. It is suitable for taking during the foundation building period and is of little value." said the elder on the side.

Xu Sanyan threw it to Xiangtan casually, "Take it."

"Thank you, senior brother." She put away the sandalwood happily. She didn't care about the Qi-tonifying pill, but it was a gift from senior brother, so that was different.

At this time, an upward staircase and a downward staircase suddenly appeared in the corner of the room. Up should be the way to enter the second level, and down should be the way out.

"Let's go and check out the next level."

Xu Sanyan became interested in what it was like to stay away from the Drum Tower treasure. He thought there was only one treasure, but it turned out that there was one in each level.

Xu Sanyan paused. If he went out first and guarded the door, could he grab the rewards from the others?

Then he shook his head, forget it, let's see what treasures there are first. If they are all things like Qi Replenishing Pills, then there is no need at all.

When Xu Sanyan entered the second level, Lin Fan and Zuo Qiuyi also arrived at the fifth level.

The first level they experienced was just a group of mortal corpse monsters, which were equivalent to the cultivation level of the early stage of the heaven and human realm, so there was nothing to worry about.

The second level becomes the perfect state of heaven and human beings, and it is easy to pass.

It wasn't until the fourth level that the corpse demon became fully capable of building a foundation. The two fought fiercely for a long time before finally winning with great difficulty.

At this moment, reaching the fifth level, Lin Fan held Zuo Qiuyi's little hand and said, "Be careful. If something cannot be done, you and I will quit."

The stairs to return are still there, and you can go out at any time. The Drum Tower does not force the trialists to work hard. Everything designed in the secret realm is to train them, not to kill them.

"Um."

Zuo Qiuyi looked at Lin Fan with amazement in her eyes. She did not expect that although this little brother Lin whom she had just met was not at a high level, he was very powerful. He killed two of the three corpse monsters in the fourth level alone.

"Brother Lin, are all you Demon Sect monks as powerful as you?" Zuo Qiuyi asked.

"Hmm...it's okay." Lin Fan didn't know how to answer, but he felt happy.

She praised me for being awesome.

"careful!"

As soon as he stepped onto the fifth floor, Lin Fan unsheathed his long sword fiercely, waved his hand to repel the sharp thorns that were coming towards him, and stared at the opposite side calmly.

There was also a staircase on the opposite side, and two figures stood in front of the staircase, one fat and one thin, looking at them.

"Hey, the corpse demon on the fifth floor has turned into a human?" Zuo Qiuyi said in surprise.

"They are also trialists." Lin Fan whispered.

The tall, thin man opposite shouted, "Hey, those two opposite, where are you from?"

"This girl is Huaihu Qiying, Zuo Qiuyi!" Zuo Qiuyi stepped forward confidently and puffed out her chest.

"Oh ~ those little girls," the two people opposite laughed, obviously they had heard of it too.

The fat man looked at Lin Fan, "Are you also from the Zuoqiu clan?"

"Tongxin Holy Sect, Lin Fan!"

"From the Demon Sect? When did the Zuoqiu clan get involved with the Demon Sect?" The tall and thin man frowned and looked Lin Fan up and down again.

"How dare you seek death at the beginning of Foundation Establishment? You guys should know better and retreat yourself." He was a little afraid of the Demon Sect in his heart. He didn't want to offend and refused to give up the treasure. It would be best for Lin Fan to withdraw on his own initiative.

"Hmph, why are you talking so much nonsense? Let's see the truth behind your hands!" Zuo Qiuyi flipped his wrist, and the long sword floated towards the tall, thin man's heart.

Lin Fan saw this and rushed forward, fighting with the fat man.

Seeing that he was only at the beginning of foundation building, the slightly fat man felt a little contemptuous in his heart. However, when they first fought, he felt that he was wrong. This boy had strong swordsmanship and was not an easy master to deal with.

The two exchanged more than twenty moves, but the fat man didn't take any advantage at all. He couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart, and his attacks became more ruthless.

At this moment, Zuo Qiuyi was accidentally slapped on the chest by the tall and thin man. There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the pale yellow figure flew backwards.

"puff!"

Zuoqiu Yi suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out.

"Oh, what are the Seven Heroes of Huaihu? They have a great reputation, but their abilities are mediocre. For the sake of your ancestors, I will spare your life and go down alone." The tall and thin man did not pursue the victory, and the Zuoqiu family's forces also Not small, he has scruples.

"Bah, kill me if you dare!" Zuo Qiuyi looked indignant. She was not afraid of death, but she didn't want to be looked down upon.

"You think I don't dare to kill you? In this secret realm, what can I do even if I kill you?" The tall and thin man sneered. He hated the children of this kind of family the most. They relied on the power behind them to pretend that no one could cure him. she?

On the other side, seeing that Zuo Qiu Yi was in danger, Lin Fan gritted his teeth, and the long black sword sprang out like a dragon.

"clang!"

The two swords clashed, and after a crisp sound, the fat man's sword broke immediately. He couldn't help but be shocked. This was the dark iron sword he spent a lot of money to build, and it was actually cut off?

"Damn, come and help me, this kid is weird!"

The fat man didn't care about anything else, he yelled, then hurriedly turned sideways to avoid the sword, and quickly retreated.

"waste!"

The tall and thin man cursed secretly. He had successfully completed the Foundation Establishment, but he couldn't beat an elementary-level Foundation Establishment. What else is he to say if he's not a waste?

Lin Fan fought one against two, without any fear, took a deep breath, bit his middle finger and drew a vertical line on his forehead with blood. He closed his eyes lightly, and the blood line emitted a red light, which was extremely evil.

The dark long sword in his hand disappeared quietly, and reappeared, already in front of the tall and thin man.

"What kind of magic is this!"

The tall and thin man was shocked, with a look of deep surprise on his face. He didn't see clearly when the sword appeared!

The long sword trembled violently, with a slight tremor, and the sharp aura pierced his eyebrows. If the long sword moved forward two inches, his life would be over.

"Don't kill me, I give up!"

The tall and thin man screamed and raised his hands quickly. At this moment, he didn't have the courage to resist.

Not far away, Zuo Qiuyi's eyes were stunned, and her mind was in a trance. What did she see?

Just one sword scared the two of them and they dared not to attack!

Little brother Lin... is so powerful?

The slightly fat man's eyes flashed, looking at the dark long sword in the distance, and then looking at Lin Fan, who was unarmed and closed his eyes. He gritted his teeth secretly, and suddenly raised his head. An inch-long dagger turned into a faint light and hit Lin Fan's eyebrows.

"Dang!"

The pitch-black long sword suddenly appeared, blocking the dagger, and instantly appeared behind the slightly fat man, with traces of blood dripping from the blade.

"Ah! My hand!"

The slightly fat man hugged his arm and screamed, and a broken arm lay quietly on the ground.

"Get out!"

Lin Fan uttered a word.

"Get out now, get out now."

The tall and thin man had cold sweat on his forehead, and he quickly stepped forward to pull up his companion, picked up the broken arm, and ran down the stairs quickly.

After the two went down the stairs, the stairs disappeared, and they lost the qualification to continue to participate.

"Dang~~"

The pitch-black long sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and Lin Fan's face was pale, as if all his strength was taken away, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

Zuo Qiuyi was shocked, and quickly stood up to support Lin Fan, and said anxiously, "Brother Lin, are you okay?"

Lin Fan smiled weakly, "It's okay, my mana is exhausted, just take a break."

The move just now consumed a lot of mana. He had just reached the initial stage of foundation building, and his mana was limited. If he hadn't seen that Zuo Qiuyi was in danger, he would not have risked using this move.