From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

"I will erase the original spirituality of this banner and refine it into a spiritual embryo. You must hurry up and break through the foundation. Otherwise, you will not be able to sacrifice and refine the Blood Demon Banner with your current cultivation level."

After Kong Qing finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the purple flag in the air.

The dark red spiritual light enveloped the purple banner, continuously washing the purple light on it.

"Building the foundation..."

Jiang Zheng looked at the spirit stone on the ground and took a deep breath.

"It's time to break through the foundation. These spirit stones should be enough."

"Feng Yangzi, Lu Kedong... just wait! Want to kill me? Wait until the flag is completed and the foundation is broken, and then my flower will bloom and kill all the flowers!"

He had already reached the threshold of foundation building, but due to lack of resources and environment, he had been unable to build the foundation.

Now that the time, place and people are right, Jiang Zheng no longer hesitated. He grabbed the spirit stone on the ground and began to refine it.

Seeing this, Kong Qing stretched out his hand and pointed. The stone wall at the entrance of the cave made a "cracking" sound, and cracks spread out.

The next moment, the stone wall exploded, and the scattered stones blocked the door tightly.

"Hehe..." Kong Qing's lips curled up in a playful manner, floating leisurely in the air.

The purple flag on the side gradually faded under the red light, and a faint white jade color emerged.

…

"There was a fight here. Could it be Jiang Zheng?"

Lan Xinyue, wearing a blue dress, fell from mid-air.

She looked at the traces of fighting around her, frowned slightly, then took out the jade slip and sensed it for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"He's not dead, luckily, he's still moving." She patted her chest and whispered, "Senior Sister Lin just sent me a message to take care of that guy. It would be bad if he died."

"who!"

Suddenly, Lan Xinyue turned around abruptly, and the long sword at his waist came out and slashed towards the woods behind him.

The sword light cut through the night sky, and several ancient trees were cut in half and collapsed with a loud bang.

A yellow figure walked out calmly. He had a stern expression and stared at Lan Xinyue and spoke coldly.

"Are you Lan Xinyue?"

"That's right, who are you?" She called back the sword, frowning.

"You don't need to know who I am? Someone asked me to kill you."

The young man in yellow robe took a step forward, revealing his cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building.

"Who asked you to kill me? Do you know that my father is the head of Lingxi Sect?"

Lan Xinyue couldn't understand why someone wanted to take her life by name even though she hadn't offended anyone.

"Yes, the one who was killed was the daughter of the leader of Lingxi Sect!"

The coldness on his face disappeared instantly, turning into murderous intent.

Hearing this, Lan Xinyue's face changed drastically. Even if she was stupid, she should have understood.

This is not directed at me, but at my father!

I am the daughter of the leader of Lingxi Sect, but someone dares to send people to kill me!

But she didn't have time to think too much, because the spiritual energy around the other party exploded, a flying sword appeared behind him, and he pointed his finger.

The flying sword spun a circle, splitting into dense afterimages, and rushed towards Lan Xinyue in an overwhelming manner.

…

The moonlight shines on the top of the mountain.

"It's your turn"

The middle-aged man said calmly to the young man beside him.

"I understand," the young man looked at the ancient forest at the foot of the mountain, a flash of blood in his eyes.

"It's hard to find a bloody battlefield that suits you... The hunting ground and prey are ready. You must seize this opportunity and comprehend the rhythm of killing.

If you can successfully comprehend the rhyme of the Tao, you will be truly qualified to compete with those geniuses. Otherwise, with just a top-grade spiritual root, you are not qualified to join the ranks of geniuses at all."

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, and his plain words were filled with high hopes.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing"

The young man threw down a few words and jumped down without looking back. There was a hint of madness in his eyes that made anyone who saw him shudder.

At this moment, a terrifying aura came from behind him, and an irresistible force enveloped him, causing his cultivation to drop rapidly.

Soon he was beaten back to the foundation-building stage from the golden elixir stage.

The middle-aged man's voice sounded in his ears, "I have suppressed your cultivation to the initial stage of foundation building. The path you take often appears between life and death. Go, comprehend the killing... Don't let me down."

"The early stage of foundation building... Interesting!"

The boy licked his lips with his tongue, looking extremely excited.

…

The night cannot be silent.

Battles broke out everywhere, the strong bullied the weak, the majority bullied the minority, and enemies turned against each other... People continued to stay in this bloody place forever.

In a hunting competition, when there are no rules, the only rule is the survival of the fittest.

The opportunity to make the leap to the dragon gate is right before their eyes, and no one can refuse it. Even if there is only one winner, they will raise their butcher knives without hesitation... This is cultivation.

Boom, boom...!

The flying swords and spiritual energy continued to collide, leaving scars all over the ground.

Lan Xinyue and the mysterious boy dared not hold back any longer, and both were seriously injured.

The final killer move was used!

"cut!"

The young man flew up, with sword shadows behind him making sharp buzzing sounds, and he pointed a finger at the slender figure.

With a roar, numerous sword shadows with the power to kill slashed towards Lan Xinyue, illuminating a corner of the forest.

Lan Xinyue's blue dress was stained with blood. Her pupils shrank. She didn't dare to resist. She stretched out her white legs and kept dodging.

But the long sword behind him seemed to have eyes, biting him tightly.

"Die!" The young man gritted his teeth and urged the little spiritual energy he had left.

The snow-white sword shadow suddenly accelerated, blocking all of Lan Xinyue's escape routes in an instant, and strangling her at a high speed.

"Humph! You can't kill me!"

Lan Xinyue seized the opportunity, flicked her fingers, caught a ray of golden light, and muttered something silently.

The golden light suddenly spread out, protecting her body tightly.

"Divine Light Talisman!" The young man's pupils shrank and his face turned pale.

The sword shadow strangled the golden light, making a sound of metal clashing, and it could not be shaken at all.

Bang...!

The sword shadow dissipated, leaving only a lone sword falling helplessly to the ground. Seeing that the young man was doomed, he turned around and plunged into the woods.

"disease!"

There was a delicate cry from behind, and a flash of cold light flashed, piercing through the young man's body in the blink of an eye.

The huge force caused him to roll several times in the air before he fell headfirst to the ground.

He raised his head and saw a blue figure in front of him.

Lan Xinyue left without even a pause, not even looking back.

She is now seriously injured and has very little spiritual energy left. Someone will soon find her and come looking for her. If they see her in such a state, the consequences will be disastrous.

The most urgent task is to find a safe place, heal the injuries as soon as possible, and restore the spiritual energy.

In the boy's eyes, the blue color became smaller and smaller, and more and more illusory. His vision gradually darkened and he lost his vitality.

The token in his arms was pulled and flew in the direction where Lan Xinyue left.

Soon, three days passed.

Jiang Zheng was still concentrating on building his foundation with all his strength, but Kong Qing had already finished his work and was floating leisurely in the air with a large banner floating beside him.

The pole is like white jade and the flag is like white snow.

"well……"

Kong Qing sighed. He couldn't get too far away from Jiang Zheng. He could only move around a hundred feet away from Jiang Zheng. Even if he put in some effort, he could only move away temporarily.

At this time, everyone in the outer world was bloodthirsty.

The same token can be changed hands three times in one day.

Everyone's heart was filled with fear, simply because a killer appeared in the hunting meeting!

There is a mysterious man who is madly killing people with cruel methods. No one has ever seen his appearance, and those who have seen him all die miserably.

After the elder of the Blood Edge Sect discovered his whereabouts, he summoned a group of disciples to surround and kill him, but after a day, there was no movement.

Someone bravely went to check, only to see a blurry figure standing among the corpses on the ground, laughing crazily... and a dark murderous intent lingered around him.

From then on, no one was frantically hunting for tokens anymore, but instead were hiding cautiously, fearing that they might run into the killing god.