Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 410 Recruitment
Stab it!

Su Jie reached through his chest and grabbed out a blood-red beating heart with his palm, keeping an indifferent expression on his face.

The person whose heart was dug out was the elder of Zixia Sect who had reached the fourth level of the Secret Treasure Realm.

Of the five elders who besieged Su Jie, four had died at Su Jie's hands one after another.

"The last one left."

Looking at the elder of Guanchao Pavilion in front of him, this powerful man at the fifth level of the Secret Storage Realm is now covered with wounds of varying sizes, and it is obvious that he has fallen into a disadvantage during the battle with Su Jie.

Su Jie was not feeling well either. His body also had wounds of varying sizes. Even with his self-healing ability, it still required consumption of spiritual energy. Su Jie's spiritual energy was now greatly consumed in continuous battles and could not be replenished at all, so some of his wounds could not be repaired.

But in general, Su Jie was in much better condition than his opponent, and he didn't see that the elder of Guanchao Pavilion on the opposite side was running away at a high speed.

The elder of Guanchao Pavilion was overwhelmed by fear. After Su Jie killed four people in a row, he no longer had the desire to compete with Su Jie. He was so frightened that he just wanted to run away until Han Ruyan blocked his way.

With a red wedding dress spread open, Han Ruyan twisted her neck expressionlessly. In sync with her movements, the neck of the elder of Guanchao Pavilion also crackled and twisted 360 degrees.

"Damn it!"

The elder of Guanchao Pavilion screamed in shock. He wanted to resist. If he was still in his victorious period, he would naturally not be afraid of Han Ruyan.

But now his spiritual energy was almost exhausted and his body was seriously injured. He was really unable to resist the invasion of Han Ruyan's strange power.

Just as Han Ruyan was about to strangle him, a solemn voice sounded in the void.

"Amitabha, Mr. Su is exorcising ghosts and killing people like this, I cannot just sit there and do nothing."

Along with the sound, there appeared a dazzling golden Buddha light.

The elder of Guanchao Pavilion who was about to be killed suddenly escaped. His body was enveloped by golden light, and the strange power attached by Han Ruyan was dispelled, allowing him to finally control his body.

A middle-aged monk wearing a monk's robe, with a scar on his head and holding a golden ruler, walked slowly towards them. Buddha's light was diffused around him, and Sanskrit sounds were recited automatically. He was like a walking Buddha on earth, giving people a sense of sacredness.

"Bald donkey, do you want to die?"

Su Jie looked at him coldly and let the Thousand-Armed Centipede carry him to the other party.

"My name is Huiji. Please put down your butcher knife. Mr. Su, you are still young. It is not too late for you to turn over a new leaf. You cannot win this war."

Monk Huiji put his hands together, and every word he uttered was filled with Buddhist sounds, making him seem like a compassionate savior Bodhisattva, which made people inexplicably feel fond of him.

Of course, Su Jie was not among them.

"You speak as if you are sure to win."

Su Jie called Han Ruyan to come closer to him. The monk Huiji in front of him was also at the fifth level of the Secret Treasure Realm, and judging by his fighting style, he was very good at restraining ghosts like Han Ruyan. Although Su Jie was very confident in Han Ruyan, he still ought to be cautious.

Monk Huiji smiled and said, "Amitabha, Mr. Su, why don't you take a look at the battlefield now? You will only be defeated."

Su Jie narrowed his eyes. The current battlefield situation was such that with the addition of the monks from Lingfa Temple, their restraint and attack on Tianhun Sect was extremely severe, forcing the Tianhun Sect's reinforcements to retreat step by step.

On the other hand, Guiling Palace had to deal with the joint efforts of the five righteous sects.

Especially after the rocket artillery position was interfered with and the bombing stopped, the enemy pressed forward and the front line could no longer hold on.

These are just ordinary disciples. At the high-end level, the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm are relying on their numerical advantage to suppress the elders of Guiling Palace and Tianhun Sect. Their casualty rate is much higher than that of the righteous path. After all, geniuses like Su Jie who can fight against many enemies alone are a minority.

However, in the highest level confrontation, the four Daotai realms could not determine the winner in a short period of time.

It is no wonder that Monk Huiji is so confident and believes that the evil sect will be defeated.

"Master Su, you are a fairy seedling who has fallen into the devil's way. If you can turn back, my Lingfa Temple is willing to accept you and let you enter my Lingfa Temple to turn over a new leaf, so as not to waste your talent."

Monk Huiji had a compassionate smile on his face and actually wanted to persuade Su Jie to surrender.

"Want to recruit me?"

Su Jie immediately understood what Monk Huiji meant. A super genius of a fairy seedling made Lingfa Temple willing to accept Su Jie, this devil.

"I heard that you Buddhists are good at brainwashing. Are you planning to change my will and make me your slave?"

Su Jie's mind raced, and the thought of surrender only lasted less than three seconds before it was dismissed by Su Jie.

Because Su Jie did not trust the other party, Su Jie was very clear about how many evil things he had done that brought shame to the righteous path, and the other party must have also inquired about it. Even so, he still wanted to recruit him, taking the risk of offending several righteous sects in Guanchao Pavilion.

The other party is taking such a big risk. Su Jie doesn't believe that there is love without reason in this world. The other party must have some plan for him. Su Jie will not believe the other party's words easily.

"Donor Su has too many prejudices against us Buddhists!"

A flash of anger flashed in Monk Huiji's eyes, and the smile on his face gradually faded. He couldn't bear to hear Su Jie slandering his own sect like this.

"Why, are you angry because of what I said?"

Su Jie was no longer anxious. He said to Han Ruyan and Qianshou Centipede, "Don't worry about me. Go and protect the rocket launcher position, get the Puppet Hall up and running again, and support the battlefield. Even if we lose the war, we must kill most of their young generation and let them know the consequences of offending our Guiling Palace."

"Stubborn."

Huiji's face changed immediately. When they were lying in wait just now, they saw the power of the rocket launcher's salvo.

This kind of war puppet is nothing to a master, but it is very good at killing vegetables. If those outer disciples were allowed to be bombarded by the other side, no one knows how many would die.

"Oh, since you dare to interfere in the sect war, you must be prepared to die."

"It seems that you have been too deeply corrupted by the devil's ideas and are beyond redemption. Well, today I will personally eliminate you to prevent you from harming the people of the world in the future."

Monk Huiji clapped the golden ruler in his hand, and golden light blasted out with bursts of gas explosions. It turned out to be a low-grade magic weapon.

A number of pale arms emerged from Su Jie's body and instantly protected Su Jie tightly inside.

The golden light and the corpse hand collided and annihilated each other, and Su Jie's cold voice came out from it.

"Bald donkey, do you think you can beat me? Even if I have consumed a lot of spiritual energy now, you still can't defeat me."

The sky became gloomy, the wind blew strongly, heavy rain fell, and lightning flashed in the clouds.

Su Jie called upon the power of his soul on a large scale. The soul did not require the participation of spiritual power in the body, ensuring that Su Jie still had sufficient combat power.

“Is this the power of God?”

Monk Huiji felt the thickness of the black clouds in the sky, and a look of shock flashed across his eyes: "A Yuanshen at the level of Heshen, with his current cultivation level of the third level of the Secret Treasure Realm, has reached such a high level. Even among the many immortal seedlings, this person is an outstanding figure. No wonder the First Seat asked me to recruit him."

Before Huiji could think too much, black clouds condensed in the sky and covered an area of ​​several miles.

Snap! Boom!

A flash of white light appeared, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck down. The lightning twisted and struck the golden light that was spreading on Monk Huiji's body. The golden light rippled slightly, just like a pebble thrown into a lake. The lightning could not hurt the opponent.

"See how much you can defend."

Su Jie waved his hand, and if one bolt of thunder didn't work, then he would use thousands.

After a brief brewing, thousands of thunders descended from the clouds, bombarding Monk Huiji continuously, like a lightning rod attracting lightning.

The layer of golden light spread by Monk Huiji began to fluctuate violently. The Purple Sky Thunder was already extraordinary, and with the blessing of the soul in the realm of unity with the gods, its power was even more overbearing and unparalleled.

"Oops, I underestimated the other party."

Huiji wanted to escape, but his speed was far slower than the speed of the Purple Sky Thunder, and the thick dark clouds in the sky also moved with him.

From a distance, the thunder almost formed a line, like a shining beam of light between the sky and the earth.

"Who is going through the heavenly tribulation?"

One of the young disciples could not see the battle clearly, but he saw a figure illuminated by the lightning and thought of the legend of transcending tribulation.

"It's Master Huiji. He's in trouble. The demon from the Guiling Palace across the street is very fierce."

Some monks from Lingfa Temple also noticed something was wrong and recognized that the person being struck by lightning was their Master Huiji.

"The Buddha's light shines!"

After taking a deep breath, a Buddhist circle appeared above Huiji's head, and then golden light burst out. The whole person almost turned into a small sun. Infinite Buddhist light spread out, and even the divine power condensed by Su Jie's soul was briefly delayed for two seconds.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Huiji hurriedly escaped from the coverage of the dark clouds of heavenly power.

Huiji looked somewhat disheveled at this time. His skin was charred, his monk robe was torn, and he looked like he had just dug coal out of a coal mine. If he had not had no hair, his head would have been a hedgehog now.

"As expected, a demon is a demon. Since you can't be convinced by reason, I will use my fists to teach you the truth of Buddhism."

Huiji's body shuddered, and the charred and cracked layers of dirt on his body fell off bit by bit. A golden monk robe automatically condensed on his body, and he was ready to go and cause trouble for Su Jie with a sharp look in his eyes.

But when he saw Su Jie again, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Because Su Jie was pinching the neck of the elder of Guanchao Pavilion, the other's head drooped down, and it was obvious that Su Jie had broken his neck.

Just at the moment when he was trapped, Su Jie caught up with the elder of Guanchao Pavilion who had not escaped far and successfully killed him.

The soul of the elder of Guanchao Pavilion drilled out from his head, but as soon as it appeared, it was sucked in by Su Jie using the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which further strengthened it.

Up to now, Su Jie's Ten Thousand Souls Banner has absorbed six souls of the Secret Treasure Realm in this war, including the soul of Wei Ji, the immortal seedling.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner also absorbed many spirits from other battlefields. With Su Jie as the center, the souls of many disciples were sucked in.

Before the Tianhun Gate appeared, no one competed with Su Jie for these things. Moreover, the power and range of ordinary soul-summoning flags in absorbing souls were not as strong as Su Jie's Ten Thousand Souls Flag.

Looking at Su Jie's Ten Thousand Souls Banner again, it is much stronger than before. The consumed ghosts are replenished by reabsorbing souls, and the number of ghost generals bred in it is as high as hundreds.

"This little devil is so cruel and violent, you can't stay here."

Huiji's face turned black. He felt that his IQ was insulted, and he wanted to send Su Jie to see the Buddha with one slap.

"It's urgent now, why don't you take another look."

Su Jie smiled contemptuously and put the body of the elder of Guanchao Pavilion into the storage bag.

Almost as soon as Su Jie finished speaking, bursts of loud roars suddenly came from the distance.

Above the battlefield, countless flames rose from the ground, like a howling gale. A large shower of meteors covered the sky, turning half the sky red. That was the rocket launchers firing in salvos.

The Puppet Hall regrouped and once again released rocket launchers from the storage bags, set up launching positions, and attacked the righteous side.

16000 rockets fell, and even though some of them were shot down in advance, nearly rockets still successfully bombed the target area.

And this target area happens to be the position of Lingfa Temple.

One of these rockets can cause damage to enemies within the range of a football field. The acid, fire poison, insect poison and other ammunition loaded on them can cause large-scale casualties.

Countless disciples of Lingfa Temple fell to the ground, wailing and rolling around. Even more disciples had become cold corpses under the carpet-like attack of rockets, and many of them did not even have a complete body left.

These disciples of Lingfa Temple were unwilling to die until they were sent by rocket launchers to meet their own Buddha and Bodhisattva and ascend to the Western Paradise.

Seeing this scene, thousands of his own monks died in a round of rocket fire. Huiji's eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed towards Su Jie without hesitation: "Devil, I will send you to hell."

"Give Lingfa Temple two more rounds of attacks, and first attack this one that came to help."

Su Jie sneered and kept provoking the opponent with words, bombarding him with layers of purple sky thunder to compete with him.

Under Su Jie's command, the Puppet Hall quickly reloaded the rocket launcher, and rockets weighing 300 kilograms were launched into the air, attacking the Lingfa Temple and several righteous sects.

These rockets are specifically designed to attack outer disciples, bringing their bullying characteristics to the extreme.

Each round of more than 10,000 rocket attacks can cause the deaths of thousands of disciples, and even more people will be injured and lose their combat effectiveness.

Such horrific killings angered all the righteous people.

Whether it was Lingfa Temple or Guanchao Pavilion, they all dispatched inner disciples and elders from the Secret Treasury Realm to destroy the rocket launcher's position.

Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan protected the rocket launcher launch position. Later, Su Jie threw all the Ten Thousand Souls Banners over and raised the Blood River Formation for comprehensive protection.

However, more and more righteous elders came to attack, and one insect, one ghost and one flag could not withstand it.

Fortunately, upon seeing this, Guiling Palace decisively dispatched personnel to protect the rocket launcher launch position.

"Protect him well, don't let anything happen to him."

Taoist Qiu shouted loudly, and his left hand transformed into a huge python that reached the sky and blew an elder of the Dragon Tiger Sect away.

"As long as the rocket launcher position is there, we can kill a large number of low-level enemy monks, and maybe force them to retreat."

Tang Peiqing also appeared at the rocket launcher position. The battlefield situation was very unfavorable for Guiling Palace. Now he was no longer thinking about victory, but just wanted to force the opponent to retreat.

As more and more elders fought for attack and defense around this place, the rocket launcher, which could only bully weaklings, became the core focus of the battlefield.

At the same time, Zhuang Liangru, the four Daotai realm masters who had already fought at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, felt the changes in the situation on the battlefield. If too many of his disciples were killed or injured, he would not be able to explain when he returned.

Zhuang Liangru gritted his teeth, took out a jade token from his bosom, and used his last trump card: "A Hundred Rivers Covering the Sea Formation, start!"

The sky shook slightly, and an extremely huge crack appeared high in the sky, and a terrifying aura filled the air.

(End of this chapter)