A Demon’s Path

Being called stupid by Ling Xiao, the old man's face turned red like a pig's liver: "Ling Xiao, if you don't speak clearly, you can't get out of Haotianzong alive today!"

"You don't seem to have the strength, do you?" Ling Xiao mercilessly hit the elder.

Seeing that the old man was about to make a move, Sun Han immediately stopped the old man: "What's the harm in listening to his explanation before doing it, Elder Sun, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Hmph!" The old man flicked his sleeves, and said in a cold tone, "Ling Xiao, tell me!"

"Before the attack on Xihe City, how many disciples did Haotianzong have in total?" Ling Xiao didn't explain directly, but asked the old elder a seemingly ordinary and simple question.

The old elder sneered: "Although I can't say the exact number, there are still more than 800,000 disciples."

Ling Xiao asked back: "What about now after the attack on Xihe City?"

The elder was taken aback, his face twitched: "It's more than 800,000..."

"However, many disciples only joined Haotianzong after the Battle of Xihe City!" The elder seemed to realize something, but immediately denied his thoughts and screamed again and again.

Ling Xiaoyou asked back: "Then why don't other sects have so many disciples to supplement? Moreover, these disciples don't seem to need Haotianzong's training, and almost all rely on their own strength to quickly restore the strength of the previous disciples, right? "

Not to mention the old elders dripping with cold sweat, even the other disciples who did not participate in the battle of Xihe City were horrified. What does Ling Xiao mean by saying that?

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from the south of the fighting ring: "Greetings to the Thirteenth Martial Uncle!"

Except for Shang Ziheng and Min Kang, everyone watching the battle here, including Sun Han, all changed their expressions wildly.

The direction to the south is a large gathering place for all the disciples, and the voice from there is also clearly heard by the people here. The number of Haotianzong disciples who called the Thirteenth Martial Uncle happened to be killed in the battle with Xihe City. The number of dead disciples is comparable!

Hundreds of thousands of Haotianzong disciples shouted in unison the Thirteenth Martial Uncle, what does this mean?

Even if Elder Sun wants to deny Ling Xiao's identity now, it is impossible. The only way is to go south with the twelve sons of Haotian Sect and a large group of elders to see what happened.

When Ling Xiao appeared on this square, the whole square boiled again. In the dense crowd, hundreds of thousands of Haotianzong disciples knelt down on one knee to Ling Xiao neatly, and performed an elder salute: "I have met the thirteenth uncle!"

Shang Ziheng and Min An and Min Kang's father and son showed ecstasy on their faces, while Min Tian's face turned white as paper, and the elder kept shaking his head and murmured: "This is impossible, this is impossible..."

When Ling Xiao appeared at this time, his meaning was already very obvious. When Shang Ziheng and Min Kang came back from Xihe City, they had already been criticized by Min Tian's people. If it wasn't for Min Tianqi's silence, they would have punched them into pieces.

And now Ling Xiao actually appeared as the thirteenth disciple of Min Tianqi, the patriarch of the Haotian Sect. He didn't want to support Min Kang's father, Min An, what else could he be here for?

At this point, no one doubted Ling Xiao's identity anymore. As for why the hundreds of thousands of disciples returned to Haotianzong by "borrowing corpses and returning their souls", those upper-level elders did not have any evidence other than suspicion, so it is probably Min Tianqi's confession.

And it was precisely because of this that the elders were even more convinced that the return of these disciples was the result of Min Tianqi and Ling Xiao's secret operations, which further proved Ling Xiao's identity as Min Tianqi's disciple.

"Elder Elder, what else do you want to say?" Ling Xiao looked at Elder Elder with a victorious attitude. For those guys who dared to fight against him, Ling Xiao never hesitated to mock them.

The old elder gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "Okay, Elder Ling, what advice do you have for your visit this time?"

Ling Xiao said leisurely: "Elder Nian, what do you think? Naturally, you came to vote for my precious vote!"

The elder is a loyal supporter of Min Tian, ​​and Min Tian usually gives the elder a lot of benefits, so he spares no effort to suppress Ling Xiao. Now he can't hold Ling Xiao down any longer, and he can only let Ling Xiao participate in the suzerain election.

"I don't know which son Elder Ling is supporting?" The elder pretended not to know, and asked with a hum.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, pointed at Min Kang's father Min An and said, "Of course it's that Mr. Min An."

Although Min An knew that Ling Xiao was here to support him, when he heard Ling Xiao personally pointing at him and saying his name, he couldn't help being excited in his heart: "That's great! This kid Min Kang didn't It took so long to go to Xihe City for nothing!"

How did Min An know that Ling Xiao chose him not because of Min Kang, but because of Shang Ziheng, and another reason was that he didn't want Haotianzong to be controlled by Yue Xianan.

As soon as they heard that Ling Xiao supported Min An, everyone fell into silence again.

Originally, Min Tian had one more supporter than Min An, but now the two are evenly matched. It is really a tangled issue as to who should be the suzerain.

After a long silence, it was the old elder who broke the silence first: "Since Elder Ling supports Young Master Min An, and we support Young Master Min Tian, ​​under the difficult situation of making a choice, we still follow the last method of the Soul Master sect, using Let's fight to solve the problem!"

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "How do you want to fight this time?"

A sly and sinister smile suddenly appeared on the old elder's sinister face: "Since Elder Ling is the suzerain's disciple, then Elder Ling will choose one of the suzerain's disciples who support Mr. Min Tian, ​​and use the battle between the two How about winning or losing?"

Nian Lao's move is not innocuous, no matter which brother Ling Xiao picks out, he will end up directly offending them. Moreover, in the state where Ling Xiao had just had a battle with Sun Han, and then went to his senior brother to fight one-on-one, without using other means, the possibility of losing was relatively high.

However, if Ling Xiao dared to use other methods for this kind of internal competition in the Haotian Sect, the result would naturally be to make things difficult for others.

This is a dilemma. Ling Xiao sneered secretly in his heart, and said without changing his face: "I can play, but as a junior, how can I choose a senior to fight with me? Of course, those five Among the senior brothers, which one is willing to come out to fight, that senior brother will fight."

Ling Xiao's words made sense, and the elder had nothing to say, so he could only gesture to the five with his eyes.

Those five people frowned and glanced at each other. They probably communicated with each other in secret. Finally, a handsome guy stood up and clasped his fists at Ling Xiao and said, "Thirteenth Junior Brother, Allow me to learn from senior brother, okay?"

This person's name is Luo Han, and he is Min Tianqi's tenth disciple.

Although ranked tenth, his cultivation base is actually not much weaker than the boss Sun Han.

None of Min Tianqi's disciples is weak. The so-called ranking is just in order of entry.

Naturally, Ling Xiao would not think that if the tenth old man played, he would be sure of victory.

However, if that old ten thinks he is a soft persimmon, then he will suffer a lot.

Now that both of them have stood up, the next step is the battle between the two.

The two stood on the fighting ring again, facing each other, waiting for the referee Sun Han to give the order to start.

At this time, the entire fighting ring was surrounded by Haotianzong disciples. Whether it is the sky or the ground, the densely packed and dark area is full of people.

This battle is related to the next suzerain, so how can these disciples not be excited?

The disciple who had some good deeds immediately yelled: "Come on, Elder Luo! Come on, Master!"

Most of the disciples of these good deeds are Min Tian's supporters, and the other half are naturally Luo Han's direct disciples.

As soon as the yelling started here, Ling Xiao's supporters became unhappy: How dare you do this? We didn't shout, what are you shouting for?

"Elder Ling, come on!"

"Uncle Thirteen, come on!"

Obviously, the voices of Ling Xiao's supporters far overwhelmed the voices of the other side, filling the entire venue.

Seeing Ling Xiao's supporters being so fanatical, Luo Han couldn't help but mocked slightly: "Brother Thirteen, fighting doesn't just depend on your loud voice."

Ling Xiao retorted: "That's not something you can change with a single word."

Luo Han's face changed, and his face was full of coldness. This old thirteen, as the outside world rumored, was a tough nut to crack.

However, today, it is simply impossible for him to defeat himself with only Qing-level cultivation and without the means of the demon soul.

"I want you to know what it means that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!" Luo Han secretly made up his mind in his heart, even if he didn't kill Ling Xiao, he would also maim him!

Sun Han ignored the exchange of words between the two, turned to Luo Han and asked, "Tenth Junior Brother, are you ready?"

Luo Han squeezed his fists together, rattling: "It's been ready for a long time!"

Sun Han turned to Ling Xiao again: "Brother Thirteen, what about you?"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "There is no rule in the competition, so taking drugs is not allowed?"

Sun Han was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "Of course not."

Ling Xiao casually took out a purple pill from the storage space, and the person who knew it looked at it and immediately exclaimed: "Nine-turn Divine Soul Pill!"

The pill in Ling Xiao's hand was exactly the same as the pill that Nangong Yuhua took that day!

Seeing this elixir, even Luo Han was shocked. This Ling Xiao is at the Seventh Soul Youth level, if he is promoted to the Purple level, how can he be his opponent?

Fortunately, another sharp-eyed person shouted loudly: "Wait, this elixir doesn't seem to be the Nine-Turn Divine Soul Mitian Pill!"

Ling Xiao nodded towards that person: "That's right, this is indeed not the Nine-Turn Divine Soul Pill, but even though it is not Nine-Turn, it is indeed the Divine Soul Pill!"

There is a difference between the Divine Soul Mitian Pill and the Jiuzhuan Divine Soul Mitian Pill, which is "Jiuzhuan", but there is a world of difference in the efficacy of the medicine!