Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

When the Chaos Dharma Image appeared, the expression of the Pi Xiu transformed by Di Feng changed. He stared at the Chaos Dharma Image blankly, with his eyes almost popping out.

"Yang Shen, you actually cultivated Yang Shen, how is it possible? You are obviously only at the Daotai realm."

Di Feng's originally proud state of mind collapsed a little. He originally thought that he was only dealing with a Daotai-level demon, but after fighting, he found out that the opponent's shell actually contained a Yang God.

"Who said that one needs a purple mansion to become a Yang God?"

Su Jie sneered twice and didn't give Di Feng any chance to talk nonsense.

The Chaos Dharma Image with wings on its back turned its one eye and locked onto Di Feng, blinking slightly.

boom!

Di Feng's face changed in shock. The five-meter-long Pixiu seemed to be drained dry in an instant, leaving only a dry skin.

The Pixiu is a legendary mythical beast that can only enter and not leave. Di Feng cultivated to the Purple Mansion Realm hundreds of years ago. He found the residual traces of the Pixiu, a chaotic creature of the Great Dao, in the long river of the Great Dao. He used this as an imprint to refine his own Yang Shen Dharma Image.

Hundreds of years of practice have enabled him to reach an extremely high level in the application of the Pixiu Dharma, and to develop various wonderful uses of the Dharma.

At the beginning, he and the ancestor of the Fire Cloud Palace almost perished together, and the reason why he was able to survive until now was because of the characteristic of the Pixiu Dharma Image that it only takes in and does not give out. He locked the last bit of the Yang God's spirit inside the Pixiu, and constantly swallowed various spiritual materials from the outside world. Only in this way could he survive until now.

Now facing the menacing Chaos Dharma, Di Feng wanted to try his best to stop it and see if he could find a way to break the impasse.

A holy white beam of light penetrated down, and the Pixiu's skin opened its mouth. When the white beam of light reached here, it immediately turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

But it lasted less than three seconds before the white light column broke the rules of the Pi Xiu, and its power exceeded the limit that the Pi Xiu's Dharma image could withstand.

Any rules also depend on the strength of both parties. Rules are only useful when the strength is similar. There is no reason for the strong to abide by the rules of the weak.

Di Feng's Pixiu Dharma form is too fragile, and Su Jie's Chaos Dharma form is too powerful.

not good!

Di Feng felt something was wrong and tried to dodge, but he was still a step too slow.

The white beam of light brushed past the Pi Xiu's image, and its terrifying power directly evaporated one-fifth of the Pi Xiu's body, causing Di Feng to howl in pain.

Because the Dharmakāya is transformed by the Yang Shen, and the Yang Shen is the soul of the human body, if the Dharmakāya is injured, it is tantamount to tearing and cutting the soul, which is the most terrifying injury.

The white beam of light continued to move forward, brushing past the Pixiu and piercing through the soil and rocks. A narrow rift was created on the island in the middle of the lake, and the sea of ​​fireflies was split in two by the white beam of light, revealing the mud on the lake bottom a hundred meters deep.

There was a moment of silence on the entire battlefield. Both the good and evil sides turned their heads in astonishment, only to see a flash of white light, and then the sea of ​​fireflies was split into a straight line.

This kind of power has surpassed the divine power of the Daotai realm elders, and it makes people's scalps tingle.

More people looked towards the island in the middle of the lake. In the nest of the Tide-Watching Pavilion, a mountain-like one-eyed chaotic creature was floating.

When the disciples of Guiling Palace saw this scene, their morale boosted, because their sect leader was standing on top of the head of the one-eyed chaotic creature. What this meant was self-evident.

"You can't even withstand one attack, yet you dare to call yourself a Purple Mansion Realm powerhouse."

Su Jie's voice floated down from the sky, and the look he gave Di Feng was as if he was looking at a dead person.

Although Su Jie's single-wheel Dharma phase control skills are inferior to Di Feng's, Su Jie's Chaos Dharma phase takes the path of breaking all Dharmas with one force.

The sheer force of the opponent crushes you, and no matter how skillful your moves are, they are all useless.

For example, now, the Pixiu is five meters in size, and Su Jie's Chaos Dharma Form is a hundred meters away. The difference can be distinguished just from the size.

"If it weren't for my Yang Shen not recovering."

Di Feng's face looked very ugly. He tried his best to activate the Pi Xiu, but the eighteen golden pills in the Pi Xiu's body were all covered with cracks. The power he could mobilize was extremely limited. Even in his prime, he could hardly compete with Su Jie, let alone his current half-dead state.

"If you are weak, just accept death and don't make excuses."

Su Jie snapped his fingers, and the Pixiu Dharma Image that originally appeared in front of him was about to use its magical powers when it was fanned away by the Chaos Dharma Image's wings, and a lot of blood mist exploded all over its body.

"Blue Wave Umbrella."

Di Feng groaned and waved his hand, and the Umbrella of Raging Waves in Dong Yu's hand flew into his hand. This middle-grade spiritual treasure was originally his magic weapon, and now it was returned to its original owner.

Holding the Umbrella of the Raging Green Waves, Yang Shen called upon the power of heaven and earth to bless the boundless black water raging tide to expand rapidly, and linked up with the sea of ​​fireflies outside, forming huge waves, hundreds of meters high, covering the sky and the sun, and rushing towards Su Jie's chaotic Dharma image.

As it approached, each surging wave turned into a ferocious dragon head. Thousands of dragon heads opened their huge mouths and bit down at the Chaos Dharma Image in all directions.

In Di Feng's hands, the power of the middle-grade spiritual treasure, the Blue Wave Umbrella, was increased by three times, making it far more powerful than the one used by Dong Yu.

"sucker Punch."

Su Jie completely ignored the huge waves and just stomped his feet lightly.

Whoosh! The Chaos Dharma Image's single eye blinked again, and the white glow directly evaporated the huge waves in front of it.

At the same time, the 72 golden elixirs in the body of the Chaos Dharmakāya shine brightly. As the weapon of the Yang God, the Dharmakāya will naturally not be broken in a few strokes, otherwise it would not have become the signature ability of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Su Jie's chaotic Dharma image directly resisted the attack of the spiritual treasure. Most of the huge dragon heads that fell on the chaotic Dharma image were swallowed by the whirlpool and returned to disordered chaos, making it difficult to really threaten the Dharma image.

Immediately afterwards, under Su Jie's control, the Chaos Dharma Image's single eye blinked again and again, launching a violent bombardment at the Pi Xiu Dharma Image, with violence as the main focus.

White beams of light, like the light of annihilation, raged out from the island in the middle of the lake and pierced through huge canyons.

This is also the biggest change in the Yang God realm. In the past, before he cultivated Yang God, the Dharmakaya could only serve as Su Jie's trump card. Even if he tried his best, he could only use it once or twice, and he would get injured.

But once the Yang Shen is formed, the Dharmakāya can attack at will without restraint, which is equivalent to turning the ultimate move into a normal attack. As long as your Yang Shen can withstand it, you can fight until the end of time, and your combat effectiveness will be multiplied.

Faced with the wanton attacks of the Chaos Dharma Image, the Umbrella of the Raging Waves could not stop the Chaos Dharma Image, and Di Feng's Pixiu Dharma Image was even less able to intercept it. He could only dodge continuously. Huge gaps appeared on the Pixiu Dharma Image's body, and its volume was less than one fifth of its original size.

"It's too weak. It doesn't satisfy me at all."

The Chaos Dharma Image flapped its wings, and a huge shadow covered the earth below. The vortex-shaped purple eye locked onto Di Feng.

Su Jie stood in front of Di Feng, punched the Umbrella of Raging Tide, and smashed it with the Ninth Rank Holy Lotus, knocking it over Di Feng's head.

"Sea of ​​blood!"

The next moment, Su Jie's body turned into a sea of ​​blood, trapping Di Feng's escape.

Before Di Feng could escape, a ray of extinction divine light descended from the sky, and the attack of the Chaos Dharma came simultaneously.

“Ahhhh!”

Di Feng screamed in pain, his heart and eyes were filled with despair. He had just recovered when he encountered a freak in the Daotai realm who had cultivated the Yang God. He didn't even have the chance to display his abilities before he was about to die.

Resentment, resentment, despair...

In Di Feng's eyes full of despair, the body of the Pixiu Dharma image was shattered piece by piece, turned into powder by the white light column, and dissipated in the world again.

Di Feng, who has engraved his soul and will into the body of the Pi Xiu and is still alive, is also heading towards his final death along with the Pi Xiu's image.

"receive!"

However, at the last moment, Su Jie showed his appreciation for Di Feng's talent and suddenly reached out his big hand to grab Di Feng's broken Yang Shen.

"Friend Su, I am willing to submit to you, serve you for a hundred lifetimes, and teach you what I have learned, including the infinite magical techniques of the Dharmakaya..."

Di Feng thought that Su Jie wanted to spare his life and let him work for him in the future. This gave Di Feng a glimmer of hope for survival. The older he got, the more afraid he was of death. If he had been more open-minded, he would not have been hiding in the underground palace without seeing the sun and lingered on until now.

"As long as you are alive, you have a chance."

Di Feng even secretly made up his mind that if he got the chance, he would pay back Su Jie a hundredfold for what he had done today to avenge the humiliation he had suffered.

"Haha, fine, fine, my Human Emperor Banner needs people like you to work hard for it."

Su Jie laughed and was very satisfied with Di Feng's answer.

Di Feng's expression froze. Seeing Su Jie throwing him towards the Ten Thousand Souls Banner where a mountain of knives was falling, a sea of ​​fire was gushing out, and black smoke was emitting. His facial features were distorted with anger.

This is not the Human Emperor Banner, it is clearly a treasure of the devil.

"Su Jie, you devil, you must die a horrible death..."

Amid the echo of Di Feng's screams, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner absorbed his Yang Spirit and refined it.

In an instant, as if it had taken a tonic pill, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner swelled in the wind, the mountain of swords became more dense, the sea of ​​fire became more turbulent, killing every righteous disciple and making them cry for their parents. The army was completely routed, and most of the battlefield was covered by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Wherever it passed, countless righteous lives were easily taken away and turned into nutrients for the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Satisfied with sending Di Feng to work at Wanhun Banner, Su Jie looked at Dong Yu lying on the ground.

"Master has been defeated."

Dong Yu still found it hard to accept the reality that his master who was in the Purple Mansion Realm had actually lost to Su Jie, the demon leader in the Daotai Realm. He was not even able to cause any trouble to Su Jie. He was suppressed and beaten the whole time, without any power to fight back. He fell into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in less than ten minutes. He had not even lasted as long as he did in Su Jie's hands.

Now that the master had been defeated, Guanchao Pavilion had completely lost any hope of making a comeback. For a moment, Dong Yu felt hopeless. He knelt on the ground in a daze, neither running away nor begging for mercy. He just stared at the tragic battlefield, seeing countless Guanchao Pavilion disciples suffer defeat and die tragically, and tears flowed down his face.

"A family should be together."

Su Jie put his fingers together like a sword, and the sword energy slashed through. Dong Yu's head flew up and was caught steadily by Su Jie.

On the ground, Dong Yu's headless corpse remained in a kneeling position, with the broken statues of the ancestors of Guanchao Pavilion in front of him. Even if he went to the underworld, he would not be able to face the ancestors of Guanchao Pavilion.

Su Jie would not feel sad for his enemies. Sect wars were a life-and-death struggle. If Guiling Palace had been breached by Guanchao Pavilion, Dong Yu would not have shed a single tear.

Holding Dong Yu's head, Su Jie flew to the center of the battlefield and made a deafening sound: "Everyone, the leader of the Guanchao Pavilion has been killed. This battle is a great victory. Follow me to kill all these righteous bastards."

Su Jie's voice spread throughout the battlefield. The disciples of Guiling Palace were ecstatic. Their leader had finally killed Dong Yu, the strongest righteous man. The outcome of this battle had been decided.

On the contrary, the morale of the righteous side plummeted. The disciples of Guanchao Pavilion looked devastated, and the morale of the reinforcements from other righteous sects completely collapsed. Led by the elders, they fled in all directions.

But at this time, it was too late for them to run.

Su Jie, who had freed his hands, didn't care about bullying the weak and clasped his hands together.

“Heavenly power!”

Boom!

Thousands of lightning snakes struck down on the battlefield. No matter whether they were elders from the Secret Treasure Realm or disciples from the Soul Accumulation Realm, they were all turned into ashes in front of the Purple Sky Thunder.

Afterwards, Su Jie turned into a sea of ​​blood. The surging sea of ​​blood swept across the sky. The blood of the killings on the battlefield poured in. Those righteous monks were swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood one by one and became part of the sea of ​​blood.

Su Jie's sea of ​​blood did not spare even those Daotai realm powerhouses.

Up to now, there are still four Daotai realm strongmen left in the righteous path who are fighting with Tang Peiqing, Qiu Laodao and Zhang Junwei.

Zhang Junwei and others were suppressed and beaten. After all, Tang Peiqing and Taoist Qiu had just been promoted to the Daotai realm not long ago. They were not as high as the Daotai realm masters of the righteous path, and there were four of them against three.

Fortunately, most of the demon cultivators have much better survival abilities than the righteous ones, unlike Su Jie who is so quick and swift. Even if the battle at the Daotai realm is decided, it is difficult to kill people. So until Su Jie is free, Zhang Junwei and others are still alive and well.

But when Su Jie's sea of ​​blood covered them, the advantages these righteous Daotai realm strongmen had gained over Zhang Junwei and others disappeared. They were so scared that they turned around and fled, and they dared not fight for their lives with this devil Su Jie.

But since they were being targeted by Su Jie who had his hands free, there was no way they could survive.

The sea of ​​blood covered them up in waves, and Su Jie even took out the annual ringworm and asked this lazy homebody to take action.

The annual ringworm turned over lazily. Being woken up, it opened its mouth and exhaled, giving face to Su Jie, the new sect leader.

As the annual ringworms blew air, a fleeing Daotaijing in front of him stiffened, his skin fell off layer by layer, and he died suddenly.

Su Jie was swept by the sea of ​​blood, swallowing up two Daotai realms. The last Daotai realm was captured by Han Ruyan, who used the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to trap and refine him.

Without the restraint of the Daotai realm, Zhang Junwei and others took the opportunity to chase and intercept the righteous cultivators, bullying the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm and the disciples of the Yunling Realm. Su Jie's sea of ​​blood and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in Han Ruyan's hand even formed two sky curtains, one red and one black, strangling the remaining righteous cultivators.

Earlier, the war between Guiling Palace and the righteous sect lasted for more than half an hour, but they only gained a slight advantage.

But by the time Su Jie freed up, the war was completely over in just five minutes, and all the righteous monks were wiped out. This is the impact of high-end combat power on the battlefield.

As the last righteous cultivator was swallowed by the sea of ​​blood, Guanchao Pavilion, the leader of the righteous sect in Qingzhou, was completely declared destroyed and removed from the Dali Dynasty.