Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Seeing Su Jie kill Meng Hui, the commander of the White Tiger Hall of the Patrol Department who was at the fourth level of the Daotai realm, with a palm strike, the whole audience was horrified!

The eyes of those major demonic sects and powerful families who came to the meeting were horrified. Even though they came from demonic sects, most of them would not dare to mess with a behemoth like the Sky Patrol.

The Sky Patrol Department represents the royal majesty of the Dali Dynasty. Its chief is a genuine powerful being in the Purple Mansion Realm. When his Yangshen Dharma image appears, he kills villains and intimidates the world. Who in the world is not afraid of him?

However, the younger disciples of Guiling Palace who had low cultivation levels did not have too many concerns. Seeing their master display his divine power, their faces flushed and they shouted excitedly: "The master's divine power is indestructible."

Su Jie stood tall in the void, his black and gold robe creating ripples in the air. He carried with him the pressure of a superior, and his aura was so powerful that it made Li Yuze's scalp numb.

Without saying a word, Li Yuze knew that he was no match for Su Jie. Facing this reckless man who ignored the Dali Dynasty's Sky Patrol Department, he chose to turn around and fly away.

"Today I have promoted you to the position of Sect Master. Why is Sect Master Li in such a hurry to leave? Do you think that the etiquette of our Guiling Temple is too small and shabby and you don't want to give me face? This is not the way we treat guests in our Guiling Palace."

A cruel smile appeared on Su Jie's lips, his eyes were dark and as cold as a deep pool.

Before Su Jie finished speaking, a blood-red wedding dress appeared like a red cloud in the sky or like an upside-down galaxy, supporting a red sky curtain that enveloped the sky above Guiling Palace.

Looking around, the blood-colored wedding dress rustled and rose and fell, the blood light spread out, and the yin energy surged, reflecting the mountains and forests below in an eerie, bleak blood-red color.

This blood-colored wedding dress carries with it an infinitely sinister power. Once it appears, the power of the curse comes quietly.

On the blood moon, a woman wearing a red wedding dress, with a beautiful face, skin as white as snow, and an outstanding demeanor sat there, holding her chin with one hand and pointing at the fleeing Li Yuze with the other: "My husband asked you to stay, don't you understand what I'm saying!"

Li Yuze said nothing, but just kept making sword gestures with his hands, his face ferocious, and he was determined to fight his way out.

The inferior spiritual treasure Tianpeng Sword seemed to sense its master's anxiety, and burst out with an extremely brilliant sword light, which flew in front of Han Ruyan. The sword energy transformed into the phantom of a golden-winged roc roaring in the sky, and its powerful power made the sky tremble.

Legend has it that this Tianpeng sword was made from the hardest eagle beak of an ancient ferocious beast and had some of its charm. When it was wielded with full strength, all the clouds in the sky were swept away, and the eyes were filled with the dazzling sword light.

"You're bullying us because we don't have any treasures. Madam, let me do it."

Su Jie quietly landed beside Han Ruyan, with a small flag appearing in his palm.

"Human Emperor Banner, unfold!"

When one word is spoken, the world is shocked.

The soul flags covered the sky and the sun, and millions of ghosts poured out like a tide.

Li Yuze was shocked. When he saw the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in Han Ruyan's hand, he recognized the true origin of this thing at a glance. This was the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, an unprecedented super soul banner that gathered countless ghosts.

Inside the gate of Guiling Palace, many visitors were also astonished. The power of Han Ruyan's curse was beyond imagination. Coupled with the ferocious and brutal Thousand-armed Centipede Gu worm just now, it was enough to shock the whole audience, not to mention that Su Jie was holding such a soul flag.

Among them, Lu Jingshi, the leader of the Tianhun Sect who came to the banquet, had his eyes wide open and could not believe his eyes.

Their Tianhun Sect is the experts in playing with soul flags. Every disciple in the sect holds a soul flag, but the ones in the hands of the disciples can only be called soul-summoning flags, and only a few can refine them into ten thousand soul flags.

As for what Su Jie is holding in his hand right now, it is the legendary Ten Million Soul Banner, which contains at least ten million ghosts. How could Lu Jingshi not be shocked? He didn't even have a Million Soul Banner, let alone a Ten Million Soul Banner.

Amid the confusion of many visitors at the gate of Guiling Palace, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in Su Jie's hand was fully unfolded.

"The Netherworld God Array, refine this beast."

As the soul flag was unfurled, millions of ghosts roared in unison, turning into an endless killing array.

There was a mountain of knives falling from the sky. The blades were shaped like beheading swords and were stained with blood. Thousands of them fell from the sky, emitting shrill screams like the wails of ghosts.

There was a sea of ​​fire gushing out of the ground, and the entire earth was like a red-hot iron block. Flames and magma continued to surge, and the earth was shaking violently, as if it was about to turn over.

A Yellow Spring River spans across heaven and earth. Corpses float in the water, wronged souls wail, the ferryman wears a straw raincoat and rows the boat. All the passengers on the ferry are fierce and evil ghosts with a gloomy aura.

There are also eighteen bone mountains standing in the sea of ​​fire. Within the peaks, eighteen gloomy and ancient palaces are faintly visible.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a powerful man who gathered billions of ghosts and built the eighteen levels of the underworld. During battles, each level of the eighteen levels of the underworld was an extremely dangerous formation with the power to kill immortals and gods.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner now has this trend, and the eighteen levels of the underworld are being incubated.

When the Netherworld Demon Array was formed, the underground sea of ​​fire surged, and the rolling sea of ​​fire engulfed the Yellow Springs River. The river water and the sea of ​​fire rushed together, and under the interweaving of water and fire, the Tianpeng Sword, a low-grade spiritual treasure, could not withstand the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner array, and cracks appeared on the sword body.

The golden-winged Roc transformed from the sharp Tianpeng sword let out a wail, its wings were broken, the spiritual light of the sword was polluted, and its speed dropped sharply.

In the sky, thousands of blades poured down like rain, transforming into a cold mountain of knives, covering Li Yuze and cutting him into pieces.

When these blades fell on the body, they tore the air, and the flames and blades intertwined like the claws of an evil spirit. Layer upon layer, they gathered together to form a mountain of sharp swords. The blades were like stars in the night, and sometimes they combined into giant beasts hundreds of feet long, shining with cold light, which was chilling, and constantly broke through the loopholes in Li Yuze's defense.

Su Jie controls the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Although he is not like Han Ruyan who can maximize the power of the banner, it is enough to deal with Li Yuze. The sea of ​​fire spreads, the mountain of swords falls from the sky, and Li Yuze is so overwhelmed that he cannot raise his head.

This is the horror of the Ten Million Soul Banner. Su Jie has refined it step by step from the simplest Soul-Calling Banner that could be made with a few low-grade spirit stones to the current Ten Million Soul Banner. At this time, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner has become an unparalleled magic weapon. A mere low-grade spiritual treasure, once it enters the Soul Banner formation, has no choice but to defile and destroy itself.

The sea of ​​fire is boiling and the mountain of swords is roaring.

Inside the formation, a solitary figure was seen struggling to fly up and down, shuttling between the sea of ​​fire and the mountain of swords like a ghost, wielding sharp and brilliant sword lights, struggling to contend with the flames and blades.

But facing such a terrifying array, his body and swordsmanship seemed to be rootless, and it seemed like a futile struggle.

"Su Jie, you really want to kill them all."

Li Yuze roared loudly, his voice was sorrowful, he held the Tianpeng sword in his hand and attacked left and right, but he could not hide his declining trend. The Tianpeng sword in his hand was shaking slightly, and the mountain of swords cut deep wounds on his body that could be seen to the bone.

"You should have realized this long ago when working for Guanchao Pavilion. I didn't want to cause trouble for you. It would be fine if you fled thousands of miles away and never appeared in front of me, but you took the initiative to come to provoke me. If you think your life is too long, I don't mind giving you a ride."

Su Jie sneered. Li Yuze came to his house on the day of his grand ceremony. He could just use his head to show his power to the world. With the head of a powerful Taoist master, no one would dare to look down on him because of his youth.

"I am a worshiper of the Heaven Patrol Dynasty, and I am respected by all the people. If you let me go, I will be willing to say a few good words for you in the Heaven Patrol. It would be wonderful to turn hostility into friendship."

Li Yuze lowered his posture and begged for mercy in a low voice, no longer as majestic as before.

"Haha, you bastard Patrolman, if you have the ability, come to Qingzhou to exorcise the demons."

Su Jie was not grateful at all. If he released Li Yuze today, the world would think that he was afraid of the Sky Patrol Division, and his reputation would certainly be worrying. The most important thing for the evil sect is face. How could he lead tens of thousands of Guiling Palace minions to do things in the future?

Han Ruyan took out a golden hairpin from her tangled black hair. In an instant, a strong breath of death enveloped Li Yuze.

Han Ruyan threw the golden hairpin into the Netherworld Demon Array. Thousands of knife mountains were absorbed by it and transformed into a divine weapon that could cut through the sky. The knife slashed in the air, and the sound of ghosts and gods wailing came from under the knife. Endless blood spread from the void, and it seemed that the sky was being slashed with blood.

"you"

Li Yuze's pupils contracted and he had the thought of blocking, but a line of blood appeared on his neck.

The thin and lonely figure stood tall in the sky, but the huge head rolled off the neck, with despair of dying with eyes open. As soon as his soul left the body, it was absorbed by the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, and his body and soul disappeared on the spot.

Buzz!

The Tianpeng Sword vibrated and circled around Li Yuze's headless body like a homeless puppy. The so-called spiritual treasure already possessed a simple spirit, and it was sad for the death of its master.

After circling dozens of times, the Tianpeng Sword suddenly changed direction and rushed towards Han Ruyan.

The flying sword is worthy of being the best killing weapon among all the magical weapons. It has a murderous intent. Even though its master has died in the battle, it still wants to kill Han Ruyan, the enemy.

"You are quite arrogant! My husband, this flying sword needs to be properly trained."

The power of the Tianpeng Sword was greatly reduced without anyone to wield it. Han Ruyan simply tapped her jade finger lightly, and a stream of Yellow Spring River water below rolled back, wrapping the sword into the water and putting it into the Wanhun Banner.

Su Jie was looking at the gate of Guiling Palace below. The battle between the two sides did not last long, but it caused an enormous shock to everyone in Guiling Palace.

The deaths of Meng Hui, a Daotai realm 4th level, and Li Yuze, a Daotai realm 7th level, were caused by fair and square combat, which made people fully realize the terrifying power of Su Jie, the giant of the magic world.

A Daotai Realm Level 7 is a big shot standing at the top of a state, but even so, he was killed by Su Jie with ease. This strength is really too terrifying.

At this time, many people have realized that with the current strength of Qingzhou Guanchao Pavilion, the strength of Guiling Palace is probably even greater than that of Guanchao Pavilion.

With Su Jie alone, seeing how easily he killed Li Yuze without any injury, he might be able to defeat the Guanchao Pavilion alone.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing your mood. Let's continue playing music and dancing."

Su Jie smiled and bowed, and the guests below laughed awkwardly and said they dared not.

"But I have something else to announce right now, and since everyone is here, why not listen together?"

Su Jie stood on top of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, holding up the Tree Ringworm in his right hand, and said in a shocking voice: "Today is the holy ceremony of the succession of the position of the Sect Master of Guiling Palace. The Tide-Watching Pavilion ignored the hierarchy and colluded with the Patrol of the Sky to disturb our sect's holy ceremony.

In addition, Guanchao Pavilion bullies the people and dominates the market, forcibly occupies the sacred land, and uses the name of "acting on behalf of heaven" to do things like beasts. This is intolerable to heaven and earth, and both humans and gods are angry.

There are the sun and the moon above, and ghosts and gods below. Now I ask the ancestors to truly examine my heart and listen to my words.

This hatred must be avenged, so we must go on to conquer them.

Ten days later, I, Guiling Palace, will send troops to Guanchao Pavilion to help the people of Qingzhou eliminate this evil den, destroy the mountains and temples, and announce it to the world, so that Qingzhou can return to a peaceful and clear world. "

The annual ringworm blinked its sesame eyes and rolled its eyes in a humane way. Why did you drag yourself into this? It just wanted to have a good sleep.

But apart from the annual ringworms, the entire audience was shocked and countless people were stunned.

The disciples of Guiling Palace all opened their mouths wide. Their own sect was going to send troops to attack Guanchao Pavilion and attack the leader of the righteous forces in Qingzhou?

Many disciples who had experienced the sect war were in a trance, as if the sect war between Guanchao Pavilion and Guiling Palace was just yesterday.

The higher-ups at Guiling Palace were also confused. Su Jie had never communicated with them before, and this was the first time they had heard of it.

As for the guests, not to mention, even in Chongzhou, where the demonic sect is most prosperous, there has never been a demonic sect that took the initiative to attack the leader of the righteous sect in the state. There have also been sect wars such as destroying mountains and temples. These have not happened in the Dali Dynasty for many years. This is going to blow the sky!

No matter how much uproar there is below, Su Jie will not change his decision.

Su Jie, whose strength has greatly increased, will naturally not keep the Guanchao Pavilion, which is an eyesore. This time, the other party was able to collude with Meng Hui of the Xuntian Division, and who knows what disgusting means he will use next time.

The reason why Guanchao Pavilion could not be attacked in the past was because it was too powerful and Su Jie was not strong enough.

Su Jie's fortunes have changed, and Guanchao Pavilion has become a dilapidated place. On the other hand, Guiling Palace has its own blessings and is more powerful than Guanchao Pavilion. Su Jie is determined to eradicate this cancer of Guanchao Pavilion.

He has returned to Blue Star for three years, wasn't it just for this moment? Su Jie still remembers clearly that Guanchao Pavilion once hunted him down. That's right, Su Jie is such a person who will never wait to take revenge.

Only by destroying the Guanchao Pavilion can Guiling Palace truly dominate Qingzhou. Otherwise, with the Guanchao Pavilion in the way, nothing can be done.

He in Guanchao Pavilion can sit on the throne of the leader of the Qingzhou sect, but I, Su Jie, can't?

He wanted to see which grasshopper dared to jump in front of his Yang Shen Dharma Image, and who could stop him. (End of this chapter)