Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

"Follow me and join forces!"

Qin Yushang's eyes were solemn. She revealed her trump card, a Blue Luan and Red Dragon fan, and waved it towards the thousand-foot giant Buddha in front of her.

This was an innate spiritual object. Once it was fanned out, a blue phoenix bird flew into the sky, blowing thousands of sharp winds. A fire dragon that crossed the sea burrowed into the ground and burned the earth into a lava lake.

Half of the body of the thousand-foot-tall giant Buddha was burned red, and it melted and flowed out a golden liquid.

However, relying on its huge size, the thousand-foot giant Buddha managed to withstand the attack of this powerful innate spiritual creature.

More importantly, Qin Yuchang originally thought that the demons in Chongzhou would join forces, but when they saw the outbreak of the divine monk Jinghui, they ran faster than the other and directly sold Qin Yuchang out, making Qin Yuchang's cheeks red with anger.

If all the demons in Chongzhou attack together, they can definitely stop the thousand-foot giant Buddha that is at the end of its strength.

All I can say is that Qin Yushang has been stationed in the west of the Dali Dynasty all year round, and he is not clear about the quality of the magic cultivators in the south of the Dali Dynasty. This is how they do things.

Sacrificing one's life for justice and fighting for one's life have absolutely nothing to do with them, the demon cultivators.

Before Qin Yushang could wave the Qingluan Chijiao Fan again, the thousand-foot-tall giant Buddha's half-burned and melted body had already crashed into Qin Yushang like a mountain.

The scene was horrific. The Qingluan Red Dragon Fan in Qin Yuchang's hand flew out, and she was directly knocked thousands of meters away. Her clothes were already stained with blood. If she had not been at the seventh level of the Daotai realm and had a strong foundation, this collision would have killed her directly.

The thousand-foot giant Buddha did not let go of the evil cultivator from Chongzhou.

The demon cultivators had not run far, but had sneaked away to watch Qin Yuchang and the monk Jinghui fighting. They thought it would be best if both sides were injured, so that they could get a bargain. After all, the two of them had too many treasures, and they were very greedy.

However, the body of the thousand-foot-tall giant Buddha suddenly collapsed and formed eighteen golden firefly flying swords, which flew towards the Chongzhou demon cultivators who were watching from all directions.

A closer look at these eighteen flying swords revealed that they were actually formed by disassembling the Bodhi rosary. Buddha's light was condensed on them, and the sound of Tao was vibrating. They had the power to destroy evil and slay demons, and were most effective in restraining demonic monks.

The faces of those Daotai realm demon cultivators who wanted to take advantage of the situation changed drastically. It was too late for them to escape and they could only fight with all their might.

The flying Bodhi sword flew across the sky, some people's blood stained the sky, some people died on the spot, and more than a dozen strong men were injured to varying degrees in an instant, and three Daotai realms fell.

Even a powerful leader like the Jinhuang Sect died instantly, and the Netherworld Soul-Capture Orb fell to the ground.

The Bodhi Rosary Flying Sword was too powerful for the demon cultivators, and with the added power of the Purple Palace Spiritual Power of the Divine Monk Jinghui, it was the most powerful one in the field. With just one move, it made many demon cultivators lose their combat effectiveness.

"Haha, hahahaha, my fleshly body, I win."

Suddenly, a burst of wild laughter spread out, and Aiti Galao fell from the sky.

He looked ecstatic, but just now when the monk Jinghui was trying his best to counterattack, he was severely burned by Qin Yushang's Qingluan Chijiao fan, and his yang spirit was damaged to a certain extent, giving him the opportunity to regain his body.

At this time, all the demon cultivators were either seriously injured or fallen, but his combat effectiveness was still well preserved. Holding the Bodhi rosary, the demon-subduing golden bowl and the seven-treasure cassock, he couldn't think of how he could lose.

Thinking of this, seeing the severely injured demon cultivators at the scene, Qin Yushang struggling to get up, and the Qingluan and Chijiao fan and the Netherworld Soul-Capture Orb left on the ground, he could no longer suppress his inner excitement.

Aiti Galao opened his hands to the left and right, absorbing the energy, and was about to get the two rare and powerful innate spiritual objects, the Blue Luan and Red Dragon Fan and the Netherworld Soul-Captivating Pearl.

But just at this moment, the sound of footsteps was heard.

At the same time, there was also an evil laugh that made people furious.

“Good boy, you may not have much ability, but you have a great opportunity. If you know what’s good for you, it won’t be considered a waste if you hand over the innate spiritual object to me. Hehehehehehe!!!”

Almost at the same time as the voice fell, a middle-aged man appeared where the Qingluan and Chijiao fanned.

Although the man looked ordinary, his hands and feet were extremely swift. He grabbed the Qingluan Chijiao fan directly, and then dodged a few times and grabbed the Netherworld Soul-Capture Orb that was flying towards Aiti Galao with one hand.

"This thing is meant to be with me, so I will accept it without hesitation."

The smile from the middle-aged man made everyone present fall silent, and the only sound at the scene was the other party's speechless laughter.

"How brave! Who are you?"

The corners of Aiti Galao's mouth twitched and veins on his forehead bulged. Seeing the cooked duck being snatched away, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at all.

"Hehe, I am just a casual cultivator."

Su Jie spoke nonchalantly while happily winding up the Qingluan Chijiao Fan and the Netherworld Soul-Captivating Pearl in his hands.

The more Su Jie looked at the Netherworld Soul-Captivating Pearl and the Blue Luan and Red Dragon Fan, the brighter his eyes became.

These two innate spiritual objects are extremely rare. The Netherworld Soul-Captivating Pearl, in the hands of a cultivator at the Daotai realm, can control the soul of a cultivator of the same level.

When it falls into the hands of a Purple Mansion cultivator, its power will be magnified accordingly. For a Purple Mansion cultivator of the same level, even one who possesses a Yang God will be greatly affected.

The Qingluan Red Dragon Fan was even more extraordinary. Qin Yushang relied on it to fight with the Jinghui monk, and both of them were injured. He relied on the seventh level of the Daotai realm to fight against the Purple Mansion realm.

Although this Purple Mansion Realm is a bit watered down, it can be seen from it how powerful the Blue Luan Red Dragon Fan is. It is no weaker than the Bodhi Rosary in Aiti Gala's hand.

When they heard Su Jie claiming to be a casual cultivator, both the demon cultivators from Chongzhou and the Buddhist monk Aiti Galao were stunned for a few seconds.

What the hell? Since when will casual cultivators be able to get involved in this level of battlefield? They are almost killed by the aftermath of the battle.

However, some people also found Su Jie's appearance strange, and many Daotai realm powerhouses did not notice when Su Jie ran over.

But even so, no one thought that Su Jie would be a match for Aiti Galao. They only thought that Su Jie had practiced some good physical skills.

"You are so confused. You are the only one who can come to this place. Why don't you run away?"

Qin Yuchang covered her chest with her hands, blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.

When she saw Su Jie appear, her phoenix eyes shrank a little. She was shocked at Su Jie's audacity to come here alone and fish in troubled waters.

Although Su Jie seemed to have succeeded in picking up the bargain, Qin Yuchang knew that Aiti Galao would definitely want to get the two innate spiritual objects in the other party's hands and would not let Su Jie leave.

She is now seriously injured. In the fight with Monk Jinghui just now, she was able to withstand a blow and forced Monk Jinghui to suffer damage to his yang spirit. She has already given her all, and even if she wanted to help, she is powerless.

"A mere casual cultivator is simply courting death."

Aiti Galao was furious at Su Jie. If a casual cultivator dared to disrupt the situation, he would be killed with just a slap.

And Aiti Galao did exactly that, he slapped out with his right hand.

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Roaring Sun Palm!

The Buddha's light in the palm of his hand was bright, like a small sun rising from the ground, and the rocks and soil were blasted thousands of meters into the sky.

"You young man, you don't know what's good for you. The opportunity originally belonged to me. How dare you hurt others? I will definitely teach you a lesson."

Su Jie also responded with a palm. The spiritual power in his palm flowed like water, and the change of spiritual power from a trickle to a landslide and tsunami was completed in just an instant.

The Five Elements Demon-Suppressing Handprint!

The next moment, a huge handprint shining with five colors of green, red, yellow, gold and blue emerged from the void, like a giant hand that covered the sky and grasped the sun. It pinched the little sun condensed by the Roaring Sun Palm blasted out by Aiti Galao and extinguished it with one hand.

The little sun turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated under the Five Elements Demon-Suppressing Handprint, and then the handprint continued to move forward. Under Aiti Gala's incredulous gaze, the Five Elements Handprint fell on him.

boom!

Spiritual power exploded, the power of the five elements rotated immortally, and the handprint, with its incomparable tyranny, crushed Aiti Galao all the way until it hit a mountain, forming a huge handprint with a diameter of one kilometer on it.

The texture of the handprint is clear and it is hundreds of meters deep into the mountain. In the middle is Aiti Gala, who is lying on the mountain like a dead dog, in the shape of a big character.

His sternum was broken, his internal organs were damaged, and his limbs were twisted and deformed. It was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker in the fight.

"Tsk tsk, I've already said that treasures are for those who are destined to get them. If you don't have enough strength, you won't get the treasure. You youngster still doesn't believe in evil and comes here to ask for trouble."

Su Jie shook his head, took a piece of cassock fragment that fell from the sky, wiped the dusty Netherworld Soul-Capture Pearl and Blue Luan Red Dragon Fan, and blew a few breaths on them to wipe them clean, and focused all his attention on the treasures.

It seemed that just now, casually blasting away the Tantric Buddhist monk Aiti Galao was just a trivial matter to him and he didn't take it to heart at all.

But Su Jie didn't care. The Chongzhou magic masters at the scene, as well as Qin Yushang, who was at the seventh level of the Daotai realm, were all stunned.

They simply couldn't believe their eyes. They had thought that the battle would be a crushing one, and it was indeed a crushing one, but the target of the crush was the opposite of what they expected.

Su Jie, who originally thought he would be slapped to death, almost sent Aiti Galao to the underworld with one slap.

"What a joke! The sect's genius, who was cultivated with the whole sect's strength, was beaten half to death by a casual cultivator?"

The Blood Demon Cave Sect Leader’s eyes widened. He wondered if he was under an illusion, otherwise how could he see such an outrageous scene.

"Who is this person?"

Qin Yuchang bit her red lips and looked at Su Jie in a trance.

Previously, she thought that Su Jie was just a casual cultivator in the Secret Treasure Realm, but Su Jie defeated Aiti Galao with a single palm strike. With such a huge gap in combat power, how could a cultivator in the Secret Treasure Realm possibly accomplish this?

Even a strong man at the seventh level of Daotai Realm, like her, in her prime, was not sure of winning against Aiti Galao. The chances could only be fifty-fifty, not to mention beating the man half to death with one palm.

"This is beyond the ability of a Daotai realm cultivator. Could it be the Purple Palace?"

A terrible guess emerged in Qin Yuchang's mind, and her bright eyes were filled with shock.

Zi Fu was a person standing at the pinnacle of the Dali Dynasty. Even she could not compare to him for the time being.

However, there are only a limited number of Purple Mansion powerhouses in the Dali Dynasty. In the four southern states of Chongzhou, Qingzhou, Qingzhou and Jingzhou, no one has been heard of being promoted to Purple Mansion since the two Purple Mansion cultivators from Guanchao Pavilion and Huoyun Hall fought to their deaths a hundred years ago.

If someone really were to be promoted to the Purple Mansion, it would be a huge event that would shake the entire Dali Dynasty.

Unless the other party deliberately concealed the breakthrough and did not move around in the outside world.

Similar thoughts were not only shared by Qin Yushang, but also by other powerful demon cultivators.

Only a powerful person in the Purple Mansion Realm could beat Aiti Galao, the holy monk of Tantric Buddhism, just like a father beating his son, suppressing him with one hand.

For a moment, countless frightened eyes were focused on Su Jie, guessing his true identity.