Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Whoosh!

The Thousand-Armed Centipede's huge and ferocious body drilled into the gap in the mountain protection formation. Its solid and thick shell shone like steel, like a steel Great Wall spanning the sky.

On top of the Thousand-Armed Centipede, Su Jie had a bloodthirsty smile on his face and looked down at the Tide-Watching Pavilion below, as if he saw a ground full of gold. The expression on his face as if he was looking at a treasure trove made many disciples and elders of the Tide-Watching Pavilion who looked up feel depressed and terrified.

roar!

The roar of the Thousand-Armed Centipede made people's eardrums bleed. Hundreds of purple light rays bloomed, and the sky and the earth intertwined to form a magnificent purple lotus, which instantly fell into the Tide-Watching Pavilion on the lake island below.

The purple light ray is the signature ability of the Thousand-Armed Centipede and is well known to the righteous people of Qingzhou. However, knowing it is one thing and being able to resist it is another.

The purple light rays came too fast and too fiercely. Many disciples of Guanchao Pavilion were melted by them without even a sound. Even the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm suffered heavy casualties.

In the face of such powerful purple light rays, those in the Secret Treasure Realm were also unable to resist, but they were faster than the disciples in dodging, and they avoided this disaster entirely by dodging in advance.

The smell of burning from thunder and fire mixed with the smell of blood penetrated into the nasal cavity. The ground within a radius of one kilometer was cut into thousands of holes by the purple light rays. With just one strike, thousands of disciples from the Guanchao Pavilion and seven or eight elders from the Secret Storage Realm died here.

Even though the Daotai realm is only one realm higher than the Secret Treasury realm, its combat power is overwhelming. What's more, it is the terrifying poisonous insect Thousand-Handed Centipede that is taking action. It is a complete dimensionality reduction attack, and killing disciples and elders of the Secret Treasury realm is as easy as mowing down grass.

"Everyone, the survival of our sect depends on this day. Follow me and kill all these demons."

Dong Yu came back to his senses from the shock of the mountain protection formation being broken. Seeing Su Jie slaughtering his own disciples, he immediately realized that there would be no peaceful ending today.

After a roar of anger, he led the crowd out and led a group of high-end combat forces to rush towards Su Jie.

"Demon Su, stop being so arrogant. Let me, the swordsman, meet you."

A Daotai Realm expert from the Golden Sword Sect came riding on a sword. His cultivation level was at the fifth level of the Daotai Realm, which made him second only to Dong Yu among the six Daotai Realm experts on the righteous side. He was confident in the attack strength of his sword skills, so he came up first to test Su Jie's strength.

A brilliant golden light tore through the air, like the first ray of light at dawn. The sword energy was as brilliant and majestic as the rising sun.

Su Jie had a calm expression and just pressed down with one hand.

Purple sky thunder!

Thunders as thick as buckets struck down repeatedly, shattering the golden light, knocking the flying sword out of his hand, and blasting the man directly into the ground, lying there in a big letter shape, his clothes stained with blood, and countless bones broken all over his body.

With just one hand, Su Jie suppressed the fifth-level Daotai realm expert from the Golden Sword Sect.

"Idiot, when it comes to swordplay, Li Yuze of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance is much better than you. What happened to him? How dare you come here and die? You must have become stupid from practicing swordplay."

Su Jie smiled with mockery. Below, Han Ruyan had already appeared in front of the dying Golden Sword Sect warrior.

Before others could stop her, a black flying sword appeared in Han Ruyan's hand, which pierced through the head of the Golden Sword Sect's strong man with lightning speed, and absorbed his soul into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

That flying sword was none other than the low-grade spiritual treasure Tianpeng Sword snatched from Li Yuze. With the help of the filth of the Wanhun Banner, it was controlled by Han Ruyan.

After easily killing a Daotai realm expert, Han Ruyan looked towards the direction of the Guanchao Pavilion army, and a black magic banner appeared in her hand, which was the Wanhun Banner, the most precious treasure of the magic way.

"The Netherworld Demonic Array, start!"

Han Ruyan's dead cold eyes were emotionless as she spoke in a cold voice, and then she blew her soul flag, like a curtain being drawn open, a mountain of knives suddenly descended, a sea of ​​fire surged, and eighteen bone mountains rose up one after another, beginning to trap and kill all enemies.

Many disciples and elders of Guanchao Pavilion were involved in it. They were chopped into pieces by the mountain of swords, burned to charcoal by the sea of ​​fire, torn apart and eaten by countless ghosts. Their souls dissolved in the Netherworld Demon Array, further enhancing the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Wherever the Soul Banner Formation passed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and wailing everywhere. Countless disciples and elders of the Guanchao Pavilion changed color when they heard about it, and were terrified when they saw it. They avoided its sharp edge and hid everywhere.

Once involved in it, even a strong man in the Daotai realm would be in danger of death. This magic banner is too cruel and domineering.

The Thousand-Armed Centipede roared and pounced with its fangs and claws towards the four flying magic boats belonging to the Guanchao Pavilion.

These four flying magic boats are powerful weapons on the battlefield. If they are not restricted, they will be of no use to the strong, but they will pose a huge threat to the disciples of Guiling Palace. I am afraid that after the battle, there will be only a few disciples of Guiling Palace left.

Zhang Junwei, Qiu Laodao and Tang Peiqing, three Daotai realm masters, also joined the battlefield and fought against the Daotai realm masters from the righteous side.

"Devil!"

Dong Yu was so angry that his chest hurt. He was extremely furious with the idiots from the Golden Sword Sect. He had no idea of ​​his own strength, yet he went to scam Su Jie and lost his life in vain.

Thinking of this, Dong Yu held the Green Wave Umbrella in his left hand, which turned out to be a genuine mid-grade spiritual treasure.

On the righteous side, another powerful Taoist master from Guanchao Pavilion also took out a lower-grade spiritual treasure, the Zhenhai Shuanglong Staff. This was the only spiritual treasure of the righteous side, which showed how precious the spiritual treasure was.

However, in terms of treasures, Su Jie held the lower-grade spiritual treasure Seven Stars Ring in his left hand and the rare treasure Ninth-grade Holy Lotus in his right hand, which were also luxurious enough.

"Elder Dong, today it's your turn to see the might of our demonic sect!"

Su Jie had a smile on his face, his whole body was crackling with purple thunder, his spiritual power was unfathomable, and his aura completely suppressed Dong Yu.

The next moment, boundless green waves emerged from the void, surging and rising, rolling up nine layers of waves, covering clouds in all directions, like a vast ocean rushing towards Su Jie.

"That depends on how capable you are, Elder Dong."

Su Jie flicked the Seven Stars Ring in his hand, and volcanoes erupted under his feet. The hot lava erupted against the vast blue waves, but the Seven Stars Ring was only a low-grade spiritual treasure, so it was naturally difficult for it to fight against a medium-grade spiritual treasure, and the volcano was constantly compressed.

However, Su Jie was not in a hurry at all. He also used the Blood Sea Devouring Demonic Skill.

A vast blood cloud then spread out, corroding the blue sea. Millions of blood waves swarmed towards Dong Yu, frightening him so much that he retreated.

In this way, Su Jie still had time to suppress Dong Yu while distracting himself to cover the disciples of Guanchao Pavilion with a sea of ​​blood.

Looking around, with the sea of ​​fireflies as the boundary, to the east of the battlefield, Han Ruyan was waving the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Mountains of swords and seas of fire were raging on the battlefield. Millions of ghosts turned into horrible monsters, tearing apart the souls of the cultivators one by one and merging them into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

To the west was the surging sea of ​​blood transformed by Su Jie. The rolling sea of ​​blood devoured the lives of righteous monks one after another. The enemies caught in it could only howl in pain and melt into part of the sea of ​​blood.

As for the Thousand-Armed Centipede and Ghost Ridge Palace's Daotai realm combat power, they fought against the high-end combat power of the righteous path.

The righteous monks were in great trouble. First, some of them were killed in the nuclear explosion, and then they encountered Su Jie, the strongest demon in Qingzhou. The original number of more than 100,000 monks was reduced by more than half, and they were still affected.

If they were specifically targeted by Su Jie, I'm afraid only one in ten of the team would be left. This is the impact of top-level strongmen on the battlefield.

At this time, the army from Guiling Palace finally arrived at the battlefield again.

Previously, because of the nuclear bomb launch, the team from Guiling Palace retreated first. Now, after the leader of their own sect started the war, they ran back again and immediately joined the battlefield.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless rockets and artillery shells fell on the Guanchao Pavilion monks' team. The fierce bombardment was like plowing the land, blowing up scorched earth and scattering broken limbs and arms.

The mechanized army of Guiling Palace, rocket launchers and spider main battle mechas all fired from a distance, using their range to bully the enemy.

The righteous side could not bear the bombing. They originally planned to take advantage of the terrain. The people in Guanchao Pavilion were experts in manipulating water and waves. If the disciples of Guiling Palace attacked head-on, huge waves would be created, and those ignorant demon cultivators would be buried at the bottom of the lake.

As a result, they did not wait for the monks from Guiling Palace, but instead waited for countless artillery shells to fall.

These shells were not unfamiliar to the Guanchao Pavilion disciples who had participated in the sect wars, and many of them had been bombed by rocket launchers.

Now it seems that the Guiling Palace monks' team relies on their long attack range and unilaterally bombards like this, which has exceeded the attack range of most monks.

Not only the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm could not hold back and flew towards the Guiling Palace, but many disciples of the righteous path could not hold back either and took the initiative to attack the Guiling Palace.

The battlefield became truly intense at this moment, with shouts of killing shaking the earth.

The thousand-year-old mountain protection formation of Guanchao Pavilion has become as dim as a candle. The secret-treasure-level monks of Guiling Palace are flying in the air with impunity. Some elders are riding poisonous insects that are dozens of meters long to smash jade pillars and spray venom. The smelly mucus splashes on the faces of the disciples who are forming a formation below, poisoning them to death.

"Cover the sea!" An elder from the Guanchao Pavilion had his hair and beard standing up, and the surging waves gushing out from his palms turned into a huge water whale, which was about to swallow up the elder from the Guiling Palace.

"snort!"

The elder of Guiling Palace sneered, and a surging tide of insects filled the air under his black robe. His body became deformed and strange, with a hundred eyes on his head, four arms on his waist, and his feet turned into eight insect limbs. He turned into a hideous human-insect more than ten feet tall, like a human-shaped hundred-eyed spider, and directly blocked the impact of the water whale with his flesh body. This was the human-insect sacrificial method of the Guiling Palace.

The two engaged in a bloody battle in the air, and the aftermath of the battle continued to weaken the last spiritual patterns of the mountain protection formation. The fragments of the glass-like barrier fell like spring rain.

A minute later, the battle between the two sides moved from the sky to the ground, and finally the elder of Guiling Palace's arms tightly wrapped around the ankle of the elder of Guanchao Pavilion.

Both sides were covered in blood, but in the end, the demon cultivators had stronger vitality, especially the elders who practiced the human-insect sacrifice method and transformed their bodies into those of poisonous insects, whose vitality was even more like that of insects.

Even though his chest and abdomen were torn open, his liver was smashed, and one of his eyes was exploded, he remained calm and laughed cruelly. Under the desperate gaze of the elder of Guanchao Pavilion, four arms suddenly exerted force, starting from his feet, tearing the whole person in half, with blood and internal organs spilling all over the ground.

"Start the sword formation!"

Upon seeing this, an elder of the Golden Sword Sect called upon his disciples. Hundreds of Golden Sword Sect disciples sat cross-legged on the ground and cut their wrists at the same time. The blood condensed into red talismans in the air and merged into their flying swords.

"kill!"

The long sword in the hand of the Golden Sword Sect elder flew into the air, causing hundreds of flying swords of his disciples to follow suit. The whole mountain range was filled with the sound of swords like a dragon's roar, and the sword light was pouring down like the Milky Way. The human-shaped hundred-eyed spiders in the front row instantly turned into blood mist, and wherever the sword energy passed, several elders of the Ghost Ridge Palace were either injured or fled.

The sword cultivator's strength is useless when facing Su Jie, but among people of the same level, the sword cultivator's lethality is unquestionable.

But soon, his actions caught Han Ruyan's gaze, and as Han Ruyan glanced at him, an invisible curse came.

The elder of the Golden Sword Sect, along with hundreds of disciples who were setting up the battle array, silently had their clothes turned into mourning clothes, and their bones were strangled and their internal organs were crushed, killing them on the spot.

On the ground, the battle here is between disciples in the Soul Condensation Realm, and it is equally fierce.

Just as several disciples from the Dragon and Tiger Sect approached, there was a sudden sound of creeping like muffled thunder from underground. Three fleshy vines covered with fascia burst through the soil layer, and countless human-faced moths poured out from the cross-section like fountains, biting through their flesh in an instant.

Hundreds of meters away, a disciple from the inner sect of Guiling Palace hid stealthily behind a tree with a sinister smile on his face. This tactic of using the ground flesh vine to unexpectedly send the human-faced moth to the enemy was very successful.

"court death!"

A female inner sect disciple of Miaoyin Temple happened to see this scene. She was furious and swung her sleeves. Twelve jade shuttles flew out of her sleeves and pierced into the body of the disciple from Guiling Palace with great precision.

Bang!

However, this disciple of Guiling Palace took one step ahead. A large number of human-faced moths emerged from the insect-control bag on his waist, forming an insect cloud. He avoided the danger, but only some harmless human-faced moths were pierced. This was the signature technique of Guiling Palace, the method of concentrating the mind with the body and insects.

"The righteous spirit of Miaoyin Temple is only worthy of being the firewood for my Gu Ding."

The disciple of Guiling Palace let out a hoarse laugh, and a hideous insect crawled out from the cracked tumor on the back of his neck. Then the insect expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a three-meter-long six-eyed toad, which jumped towards the female cultivator of Miaoyin Temple.

"Just because you want to"

Before the female monk at Miaoyin Temple could finish her words, a shell fired at her. She dodged urgently but was still hit by the shock wave. Her blood surged and before she could calm down, she suddenly felt her waist tightened and a sticky, fleshy tongue wrapped around it.

"not good."

The female cultivator at Miaoyin Temple looked terrified and tried to struggle, but the toxin entered her body as soon as her skin touched the tongue, leaving her numb.

Baji!

The six-eyed toad rolled the female practitioner from Miaoyin Temple back with its tongue and swallowed her, and a young woman died.

The demon cultivator from Guiling Palace smiled triumphantly and waved at a spider main battle mecha on the other side. They were actually a team and had already established a cooperative relationship.

The thousands of spider main battle mechas of Guiling Palace played a great role on the battlefield. Not only could they charge around and overwhelm the outer disciples of the righteous path with fierce firepower, they could also cooperate with the disciples to provide cover for the inner disciples, making the righteous monks suffer terribly. (End of this chapter)