The villain is right beside me

At this moment, Lao Wang's appearance vaguely resembled a human being, his eyes were full of majesty, and he burst out with the aura of an unparalleled strong man.

Lao Wang looked at Mu Qing, then at the little girl in white, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

"Wait a minute." Mu Qing knew what he wanted to do and hurriedly stopped him: "She is no longer a threat now. I can use her for my own benefit."

Lao Wang said: "She was supposed to be just an unconscious wandering soul. I don't know how she swallowed my essence, gained consciousness, and evolved into a demon soul. She is still a demon soul now, but there is no guarantee that she will kill you again."

Mu Qing asked: "Is there any way to subdue her?"

"Finding her a suitable body, taking over her body, and then mastering her original soul may be a great help."

Mu Qing nodded. This was the only way. It would be safer to lock her up here first.

Looking at Lao Wang, Mu Qing asked: "How much memory have you recovered now? Do you know your name?"

There was a bitter feeling on Lao Wang's mouth: "I haven't recovered much of my memory, but I can use some of my abilities." He gathered his palms together, and the entire spiritual river could be sucked into his palms.

"This is the origin of my illusory heart, the heart master spirit. It also allowed me to recover a lot of spiritual consciousness. I can help you more in the future."

It was a good thing that Lao Wang could recover some of his strength. Mu Qing threw the little girl into the space and added a tree-layer restriction just in case. He said, "Maybe when you have some cultivation, you can refine your own body."

"Tsk, it's not that easy. This is just a part of my body. I am still in the state of soul. Unless you can cultivate to the level of cutting off the body and severing the two hearts, you can separate me. Then I don't have to occupy your sea of ​​consciousness all the time."

"There is one more thing. If you want to raise her, you should catch more wandering souls or demons. Otherwise, you might end up raising a tiger that will cause harm to you." Lao Wang reminded him.

"Catch the demons and wandering souls..." Mu Qing was speechless. The demons were something that no cultivator wanted to encounter in their lifetime. Wandering souls could only be found in large numbers in the cracks of the void. How could he catch them?

Mu Qing simply didn't go out and continued his corpse refining career here.

Basically, if some disciples cannot crush the jade talisman and escape, but die in the air battlefield, some disciples' soul tokens will be left in the sect. Only after the tokens are broken will they know the news of the disciples' death.

Click!

This sound is happening in any sect in the Eastern Region.

Piaomiao Sect.

Click!

The disciple in charge of guarding looked up and was surprised to find that a famous figure on the sect’s Qilin List had also fallen!

Although there were many disciples at the Platform Building Stage in Piao Miao Sect who went to the airspace battlefield, and some unfortunate ones were able to crush the jade talisman and escape, this was the first time that a disciple died there.

When a disciple dies, their life tablets will be handed over to the higher-ups, who will be responsible for sending people to look for the body. If they cannot be found, they can only build a cenotaph.

But, the person died in the air battlefield, how to find him?

The person in charge of this matter in Piaomiao Sect is a gloomy old man, who coincidentally is Yang Beixuan's great uncle.

“What! Bei Xuan he…” The old man couldn’t believe it. He was stunned for a moment, but finally accepted the reality.

He is the Qilin genius and the pride of the Yang family. The old man has injected everything into him, but in the air battlefield, anything can happen.

Among the disciples sent by Piao Miao Sect to build the platform this time, many are on the Qilin List. Why is it that the first one to die is my junior!

The old man pondered for a while and decided to tell his family about this.

"I heard that he has a fiancée." The old man calmed himself down and came to Longfeng Mountain.

After sending the voice transmission, not long after, Su Mei walked out of the cave, saw the old man, and said coldly: "Brother Yang, what is the matter with you looking for me today?"

This old man had lived long enough, and his eyes were extremely vicious. He looked at Su Mei and sighed in his heart: "Bei Xuan, Bei Xuan, your death is really not worth it."

The old man told her the news truthfully. Su Mei was stunned at first, then she collapsed trembling with tears streaming down her face.

The old man didn't say anything more, just listened to the sobbing coming from behind him.

The news of Yang Beixuan's death soon reached the ears of all the inner and outer disciples.

Also arriving at the airspace battlefield were other inner disciples of Piaomiao Sect. Luckily, they returned safely. As for Yang Beixuan, they could only express their condolences.

The cultivators at the Building Platform Realm could be considered the backbone of the Piao Miao Sect, and no sect would give up the resources at the bottom. However, without becoming a cultivator at the Wheel Sea Realm, one could not really attract the attention of the sect.

It was just a cultivator at the Building Platform Realm who died, so he could only blame himself for his lack of ability. If it was a cultivator at the Wheel Sea Realm who died, the nature of the matter would be very different.

Immortal cultivation is a battle of great ways. Disciples below the stage-building stage are the continuation of the sect, but the one who can really decide the life and death of a sect lies in the hidden infant transformation stage supreme elders. Without these powerful supreme elders, the sect will sooner or later be swallowed up by other strong men.

More than a month has passed since the airspace battlefield was opened. In this short period of more than a month, so many monks have died and so many people have been eliminated!

Mu Qing's palm turned into a vine, swirling and winding like a big bow. This was the condensation of the gold and wood energy. His left hand condensed a long arrow of gold and fire, and he bent the bow and shot it out. The long arrow penetrated layers of void, as if it could shatter the stars.

"It is still difficult to improve my cultivation, but my combat power has increased a lot." Mu Qing replaced two corpse puppets. They respectfully handed over the captured wandering souls. These wandering souls were used to feed the evil soul. In her eyes, souls were delicacies. With the restriction, she became much more honest, but she always stared at Lao Wang.

The evil soul cannot fight like a cultivator, but because of her uniqueness, it is difficult for cultivators to hurt her. The Pure Yang treasure is not possessed by everyone. It is estimated that if Mu Qing throws her onto the battlefield, it will definitely scare a lot of people.

"I've said it before, using my method to quickly improve your cultivation is the serious matter." Lao Wang said. His body seemed to have a physical body, but he was essentially still a remnant soul. In the eyes of evil spirits, a remnant soul with powerful cultivation and vitality was a thousand times more delicious than a demon or a wandering soul.

"I have recovered some strength now, almost to the Quasi-Infant stage. But don't try to take advantage of me. If you ask me to help you, you have to continue to help me find the rest of my soul." Lao Wang got new memories, and his soul was torn into pieces, maybe scattered all over the world. If he could find it, maybe he could really return to the top.

Mu Qing said: "Don't you know why your heart appeared in the air battlefield and was picked up by her?"

“I don’t know, maybe I’ve been to this place a long time ago.”

Mu Qing suddenly remembered some of the memories that the old beggar had passed on to him.

All the top powers in the world gathered together, as if they were resisting a more powerful master.

Perhaps Lao Wang was one of the strongest people in this world before he died, but he fell at the hands of that master.

"Could it be possible that your soul is still hidden in this battlefield?" Mu Qing made a bold guess: "In this case, it is even more urgent to improve your strength. Think about whether there is any other way."

Lao Wang said: "Yes, but it is just as cruel, and even more cruel than double cultivation."

"Take away people's foundation, absorb their vitality, and devour their cultivation. This is the Dragon-Drawing Technique."

"In ancient times, there was a strange beast called the Sky-Swallowing Bird. It was ferocious and violent. It could swallow the vitality of all things and the cultivation of all living beings in the world. There was even a vicious beast called Taotie, which also devoured the foundation of others and their cultivation to help itself. If you don't want to cultivate so slowly, then try my method."

"The Dragon Absorbing Technique is to absorb the opponent's Taoism bit by bit. Even if they have no cultivation, they can continue to cultivate and become your cauldron. This method is more domineering than dual cultivation. The disadvantage is that you mostly absorb other people's cultivation, and your own foundation will definitely not be solid. In order to consolidate your cultivation, you must go through more cruel torture."

Mu Qing was stunned, and after a moment he said, "Why do all your methods seem like magic? Could it be that you were a magician when you were alive?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Are you going to practice or not?" Lao Wang knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless. If Mu Qing was determined not to live in mediocrity, he would have to accept this cruel practice.

"······practice!"

People in the world say that the most important things in cultivating immortals are money, friends, land and law. How ridiculous! The most important thing in cultivating immortals is to use any means necessary!

……

On a continent, two monks in the middle stage of platform building were flying slowly at a low altitude, looking left and right from time to time, as if searching for something.

"Brother Lei, is that bastard really nearby? We have been searching this area for several days. The search range has also been expanded again and again. Could the information be wrong?" A middle-aged monk with a gloomy face asked with impatience.

The person he was questioning was a hook-nosed man with a sinister look beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Min, why are you so anxious! The information I got is just an approximate location. Even if there are a few days of error, it is normal. This is better than rushing around in other places. I believe that the guy who gave me the information would not dare to lie to me. Humph, once I find him, I will make sure to return all his money with interest!" The man with the hooked nose said calmly with an unchanged expression.

Just as the two were still searching with their spiritual sense, suddenly bursts of explosions and roars were heard in the distance, mixed with sounds of unwillingness and anger.

"It's him!" The two looked at each other and shouted almost at the same time, with surprise on their faces.

"It is indeed the cry of this bastard. It seems someone is chasing him. Let's go, don't reveal our tracks, and act according to the circumstances." A fierce look flashed across the face of the hook-nosed man, and he spoke coldly to the middle-aged man named Min.

The middle-aged man named Min nodded in understanding, and the two of them immediately turned into a long rainbow and flew away, but after a flash of light halfway through, they disappeared without a trace.

The sound soon disappeared, and the two saw from afar that a young man in white was holding a man in one hand. The man in his hand was still alive, but his body was covered in blood.

"It's this guy. He dared to steal my magic weapon and plot against me. Brother Lei, it seems that someone has got there first. I guess the treasure he stole from someone is also in his hands. Let's take action." The middle-aged man surnamed Min said excitedly.

“Wait! This Wang Liang is at the sixth level of platform building, not much different from you and me, yet he was beaten half to death by him. Look…” The hook-nosed man heard this, a ferocious look flashed across his face, but he still suppressed the urge to attack and spoke carefully.

The two men saw that the young man in white placed one hand on his dantian and immediately sucked it hard. Wang Liang howled in pain and his whole body turned pale. His cultivation was actually gradually weakening, and the young man in white actually burst out with even more powerful spiritual power.

Both of them were stunned. What was this young man doing? Was he absorbing Wang Liang's cultivation directly?

In a moment, Wang Liang's cultivation had regressed to the fifth or sixth level of the Awakening Realm. His whole body was weak and pale, and he fainted.

As for the young man, he took out two corpse puppets from his storage bag and carried Wang Liang away.

The two were extremely shocked. They had never seen any kind of magic that could directly absorb the cultivation of others.

Looking at the corpse puppet and then at the young man in white, they swallowed their saliva, their hearts trembled wildly, and they all had the urge to escape quickly.

Mu Qing turned around and said, "Fellow Daoist, you have been watching for so long, could you please come down and talk?"