Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

"Whether I can kill you or not doesn't matter if you say so."

As Su Jie was speaking, he looked behind Wei Ji.

Above the sky, three huge flying boats appeared, casting large shadows.

On the magic boat, there are a large number of righteous monks, most of whom are formation masters. They will operate the magic boat to attack the magic formation. There are dozens of spirit beasts flying around the dharma boat, such as white jade spirit butterfly, dreamy deer, eight-winged ice phoenix, crimson sky songbird, etc. As the guardians of the dharma boat, most of these spirit beasts are raised by the elders and have unique characteristics. Common fighting ability.

The three Dharma boats all belong to the Guanchao Pavilion, and only the Guanchao Pavilion with deep pockets can afford to support them.

In front of each Dharma boat, there are men and women standing with their hands on their backs, and their aura is as strong as the abyss. They are all elders of the secret realm. There are more than a hundred people in total. This is the entire core force sent by the five sects.

In addition to the enemies in the sky, on the ground, densely packed righteous monks appeared at the end of the horizon.

The disciples of the five righteous sects, Guanchao Pavilion, Golden Sword Sect, Zixia Sect, Longhu Sect, and Miaoyin Temple, formed five huge arrays. Most of the inner sect disciples acted alone, while most of the disciples below the sixth level of Yunling Realm were Act collectively and rely on numbers to ensure combat effectiveness.

A total of 50,000 to 60,000 enemies came in force. As far as the eye could see, there were human heads all over the mountains and plains.

Especially those who appear in the field of vision are monks who are practicing.

That momentum was so powerful that it was going to destroy mountains, trample across seas, and make people's scalp numb.

Behind Su Jie, there was also a huge team gathering.

Roar! hiss! hold head high!

Accompanied by different roars, flying giant insects emerged from the clouds and mist.

The elders from Ghost Ridge Palace either stood on top of the giant insects in twos or threes, or flew in from the sky under the gathering cloud of insects.

On the ground, 30,000 Ghost Ridge Palace disciples climbed over the mountains and ridges, controlling a large number of Gu insects, forming a dense sea of ​​insects that swarmed in like a wave.

Because of the confrontation between Su Jie and Wei Ji, news spread to the rear, and both sides sent people to support them.

When both sides became aware of the other's reinforcements, they continued to send more troops in an attempt to overwhelm the other.

The final result directly led to the planned decisive battle being detonated in advance.

Su Jie looked back, and Zhang Junwei, Qiu Laodao, Tang Peiqing and other high-level acquaintances appeared in his field of vision.

Su Jie also found the disciples of the Puppet Hall among the disciples of the Ghost Ridge Palace all over the mountains and plains.

Under the leadership of Zhu Changqi, they carried a group of combat puppets, released rocket launchers from their storage bags, and rushed to the volcanic plain.

As the distance between the two parties continued to shrink, the monks' breathing began to quicken, and the expressions on their faces became more solemn.

In the end, the two parties stopped ten kilometers apart. The chilling atmosphere of the battle filled the entire battlefield. Swarms of insects and spiritual beasts made heart-stopping sounds. A pair of nervous, panicked, angry, hateful, and excited eyes appeared in front of each one. Among the disciples, some are afraid of war, while others are happy to hear about war.

"Guiling Palace Demon Sect, are you ready to be destroyed today?"

The majestic voice came from a Dharma boat. Zhuang Liangru, the supreme elder of Guanchao Pavilion, looked down coldly. The spiritual power fluctuations as vast as the vast sea swept across, and the white clouds turned blue, like a cloud floating in the sky. In the blue sea, the tsunami-like spiritual power transformed into the power of heaven, and the trembling air suppressed the void. It seemed that the next moment, this blue sea hanging upside down in the sky would collapse and destroy all directions.

"The inheritance of my Guiling Palace has lasted for thousands of years, and a few of your mere sects dare to talk about destruction. Today, you will never come back."

Zhang Junwei stood above a flying Gu worm. His eyes were radiant and he stared at Zhuang Liangru with powerful eyes. The clouds around him automatically changed into cloud and mist Gu worms, like a spreading insect army, which was even more terrifying. Go up one level.

The momentum of the two Taoist realms clashed, forming various illusions of heavenly power. Such personal strength made many disciples who saw this scene for the first time look with fear and yearning.

"It's a shameless talk."

Zhuang Liangru's eyes flashed with mockery. He already knew that Ghost Ridge Palace's trump card was to unite with the Tianhun Sect to attack from a pincer attack.

Compared to the five righteous sects, which all sent some of their manpower, Guiling Palace and Tianhun Sect all came out in full force, and their strength comparison was extremely close. If they were to be attacked suddenly, they would really be in disarray. Get into a dangerous situation.

But since Zhuang Liangru already knew the truth from Wei Ji, he naturally responded. Guiling Palace will definitely be defeated today.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Liangru raised his right hand and was about to give the order to start the war when Wei Ji suddenly spoke up.

"Elder Zhuang, the outcome between me and this devil hasn't been decided yet. Can you please let me deal with him first?"

Wei Ji's voice came, and he looked at Zhuang Liangru with sincere and confident eyes.

Everyone in the audience looked at Wei Ji. For making such a request at this time, everyone could feel the confidence in the other person's bones.

"Go and take down that demon cultivator's head sacrifice flag."

Zhuang Liangru stared at Wei Ji for a few seconds. He knew the strength of his genius and did not think that Su Jie on the other side would be his opponent, even if the opponent was also a fairy.

And if Wei Ji can defeat Su Jie, it will undoubtedly give this war a good start, greatly dampen the morale of Guiling Palace, and make this war without any suspense.

"Su Jie, do you dare to fight?"

Wei Ji turned around, the sound was like a roaring bell, and the billowing spiritual energy exploded like a torrent.

He held a purple jade wind umbrella in his left hand. The handle of the umbrella was inlaid with purple jade. The umbrella cover was covered with fine thousand-year-old silk and was covered with patterns of nothingness.

Wei Ji's purple jade fan is a genuine low-grade magic weapon, which is a higher level than magic tools.

The starting price of each low-grade magic weapon is more than one million spirit stones, crushing all magic tools, just like the comparison between a flintlock and an assault rifle, with overwhelming power.

The purple jade wind umbrella in Wei Ji's hand came from a Taoist monk named 'Yu Qingzi' in Guanchao Pavilion. It was carefully carved by the other party, and it has been influenced by his mysterious Taoism and perception for many years.

After Yu Qingzi passed away, this low-grade magic weapon was placed in the library, waiting for the successor who could match Yu Qingzi's path. After hundreds of years, it was not until Wei Ji appeared that he inherited this low-grade magic weapon.

"Why not!"

Su Jie's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, and Wei Ji's move was just what he wanted.

"Su Jie, there is no need to fight for a moment of pride."

Zhang Junwei looked at Su Jie. He was very pleased with Su Jie's return, so he would not force Su Jie to take risks.

After all, Wei Ji's reputation has been known to every member of the Guiling Palace through the killings during this period of time. The number of elders who died at the hands of the other party has exceeded one hand.

"Are you sure? Can you win?"

Taoist Qiu has stronger confidence in Su Jie. It's not like he will definitely lose. If he retreats at such an important moment, even if the war is won, Su Jie's reputation will be greatly affected.

"Master, Sect Master, victory is a sure thing for me. Watch me take down this beast's head and boost the prestige of our sect."

Su Jie's voice was like thunder. He turned around and showed a mouthful of white teeth to Wei Ji: "Wei Ji, come and die quickly."

Su Jie and Wei Ji were facing each other in the void, and everyone looked at them.

Whether it was Su Jie or Wei Ji, they were both the face of each other's camp. If one of them lost, it would have a huge impact on the morale of the battle.

Wei Ji laughed heartily, picked up the purple jade wind umbrella and pointed at Su Jie, saying: "Hahaha, you still want to kill me? As long as you can hit me once..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, Wei Ji flew backwards.

His body was like a broken kite, smashing directly into Gaoli Mountain, blasting out a huge pit with a diameter of 70 to 80 meters.

The mountain was cracked, and large chunks of rocks rolled down.

The sudden scene shocked the whole audience, especially the righteous sect. Seeing Wei Ji take the initiative to provoke just now, he was knocked to the ground in a blink of an eye. The contrast was too strong, and many people looked unbelievable.

A fist with countless pale corpse hands appeared in the sky. It was this fist that knocked Wei Ji to the ground with one blow.

The corpse hand fist spread out, and Su Jie's figure appeared.

The purple jade wind umbrella in Wei Ji's hand was a defensive weapon, but in the attack just now, because Wei Ji pretended to be cool and did not open the umbrella, he was directly attacked by Su Jie.

The Five Elements Demon-Suppressing Handprint!

Su Jie pressed down with one palm, and the five elements rotated and changed. The palm print was like a great sun suppressing, with the added characteristics of burning, breaking armor and endless life, directly suppressing Wei Ji who was lying in the huge pit.

The mountain of Gaoli Mountain seemed to tremble, and large pieces of soil and rocks were turned into powder under the handprint, and then turned into flowing magma by the high temperature, artificially creating a magma lake, and the surging red light illuminated the surroundings. Even if the disciples who were close were seven or eight kilometers away, they still felt the heat waves on their faces, their cheeks flushed, and they couldn't help but step back.

"It's so boring, is this all you can do?"

A calm voice came from the magma lake.

The boiling magma was pushed away, and Wei Ji showed his true self.

His black hair fluttered, and his hands clapped slightly, and a huge flame rose on the spot.

The scorching flames turned into a real dragon, illuminating half of the sky. The magma lake created by Su Jie, and even the magma inside Gaoli Mountain, stopped cooling. All the flame spiritual power was automatically absorbed by the Fiery Dragon, becoming the nutrients for the other party's growth. This was Wei Ji's magical power of Burning Heaven and Purifying Fire.

On the other side, the purple jade wind umbrella was spinning. Wei Ji took the initiative to open it this time, propping up the purple light curtain for protection, so that he could concentrate on the soul to cast spells.

"When it comes to playing with fire, you are too far behind."

Wei Ji pinched the spell with both hands, and ten fingers danced out afterimages, and the Fiery Dragon opened its mouth towards Su Jie.

The air around Su Jie was instantly ignited, and clusters of golden flames burned.

"Playing with the soul, you are weaker than me, idiot."

Su Jie pressed with one hand, and the sky was thundering and lightning, and thousands of lightning gathered into a thunder lion, roaring and shaking the earth, and pounced on the Fiery Dragon, riding directly on the dragon, and biting it with big mouthfuls.

The Fiery Dragon fought back with its claws and mouth, and countless plasma and magma dripped and scattered. The earth was either ignited or blasted into a deep pit, like a doomsday scene.

The external forms constructed by the two magical powers are a competition of the strength of the soul.

In this regard, Wei Ji could not be Su Jie's opponent.

The Thunder Lion suppressed the Fiery Dragon. Even with the magma of Gaoli Mountain, he could not fight Su Jie's soul.

The Blazing Sun Overlord Sword!

The dazzling golden light like the sun rose, and Wei Ji used his body as a sword and suddenly pierced Su Jie heavily.

The corpse hands that blocked Su Jie's body broke one after another, and could not stop Wei Ji's killing move with himself as a sword.

On the insect bag, a large number of human-faced moths flew out, covering the four fields, and completely hiding Su Jie's body.

"Want to escape."

Wei Ji's eyes flashed, and while the Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan were not close to him, he locked Su Jie's position at once and flashed to a small hill.

Su Jie's real body is here. When Wei Ji was surprised, Su Jie suddenly showed a terrifying smile, his body disintegrated, and turned into countless flying insects.

This is just a fake body containing part of Su Jie's flesh and soul. Su Jie fed his flesh to the human-faced moth, and attached his soul to each insect. In addition, his soul is stronger and can shield Wei Ji's soul from precise perception, and finally deceived Wei Ji.

Squeak! Squeak!

At the same time, the ground under Wei Ji's feet was shaking, and two rays of light, one white and one red, emerged, scaring Wei Ji.

"When."

Wei Ji's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat. The two white bone swords and red swords that appeared from the ground actually avoided his spiritual perception.

The two high-grade magic weapon-level flying swords slashed towards Wei Ji's neck at supersonic speed, but this sudden attack was still protected by the purple jade wind umbrella, a low-grade magic weapon.

The purple halo burst out instantly. Facing the flying sword, the purple jade wind umbrella shone like a gem, and the fairy mist dissipated, just like a fairy treasure, with a fairy spirit.

Under its influence, the two flying swords were deflected by the purple jade wind umbrella. The sharp sword energy could not hurt the umbrella surface, let alone Wei Ji who was protected by it.

"Sure enough, it's really hard to deal with."

Su Jie saw that his attempt failed, and he had a premonition in his heart.

The protective power of the low-grade magic weapon is really not to be underestimated. No wonder Wei Ji is so confident.

"This level can't kill me, you are just doing useless work. The protective power of the low-grade magic weapon is far beyond your imagination."

Wei Ji regained his composure on his face. He stood with a smile, his eyes deep, looking at Han Ruyan who did not take action, and stretched out his hand to wave at her, as if everything was under his control, and any evil would disappear in front of him.

Han Ruyan's dead eyes had some emotional fluctuations, and she said coldly: "Husband, take the banner."

Su Jie raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner from his arms: "It's useless, then you try this, my treasure may also work."

Dense runes appeared on the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, each of which seemed to contain infinite soul power.

The banner looked like black cloth, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to have a faint glow flowing, like a dark abyss.

"Today I want to see whether your umbrella is hard or my soul banner is stronger."

Su Jie waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and the next moment, the banner body began to expand rapidly, about several feet high and tens of meters wide, as if it could cover the entire sky.

When the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was waved, the desperate wails and painful groans of thousands of souls spread in all directions.

On the banner cloth, many people with different faces appeared. The only thing they had in common was that their eyes were full of resentment and anger, like a collection of all the negative emotions in the world, which was chilling.