Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

"Haha, Guanchao Pavilion, Wanjian League, and all my old friends, long time no see."

Accompanied by two wild laughs, five figures stood in the air.

The leader was a monk in a purple Taoist robe. His face was strong, with clear lines, and his eyes were like two burning flames.

"Zhang Chenfeng!"

Seeing this person, Zhao Bilong, Situ Hao and other righteous cultivators' faces changed drastically.

The man in front of him was no simple matter. He was the great elder of the Fire Cloud Palace. He had an extremely pure flame and had absorbed the dragon's flame. He was called the Fire Dragon Taoist and had reached the fifth level of the Daoist realm. He was the second most important person in the Fire Cloud Palace.

The reason why Huoyun Palace was able to face the threats from Guanchao Pavilion and Wanjian League was largely due to the existence of this person.

The other three people standing with Zhang Chenfeng were also Daotai realm powerhouses of the Fire Cloud Palace, and among them was Di Pingqiu, a master of the fourth level of the Daotai realm.

"You, the Fire Cloud Hall, dare to collude with the evil demons. Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the world?"

Zhao Bilong quickly figured out everything. This was a premeditated trap. The Huoyun Palace, a righteous sect in Qingzhou, was shamelessly cooperating with Su Jie.

"Zhang Chenfeng, your Huoyun Hall claims to be the leader of the righteous path in Qingzhou, but you actually cooperate with evil demons. Where is your conscience?"

Situ Hao was also shocked and angry. The appearance of the people from Huoyun Palace made their situation suddenly become very passive.

"What are you two saying? I don't know any Su Jie at all. I came here just to settle the feud between us. Other matters have nothing to do with my Huoyun Palace."

Zhang Chenfeng had a sneer on his face, and his eyes like burning flames swept across the entire audience. The words he said made Zhao Bilong and other righteous strongmen tremble with anger. He had no shame at all.

"Guanchao Pavilion, our previous grievances need to be settled. You bullied my sect's Holy Son, so as the sect leader, I have to have a good talk with you today."

Another cold snort was heard, and above the sky, rolling clouds of insects descended, and Zhang Junwei, the leader of Guiling Palace, appeared.

"Haha, my Tianhun Sect has also come to help. Today, my Qingzhou Demon Sect will have a good fight with the Qingzhou Righteous Sect."

Another figure appeared. The Tianhun Sect's leader Lu Jingshi, who was dressed in a black robe and had a sinister aura, also appeared near the auction.

It is normal for Zhang Junwei to come here. After all, Su Jie's affairs are now equivalent to Guiling Palace's affairs.

As for the Tianhun Sect, Lu Jingshi was convinced by Su Jie's words "the best defense is offense". To solve the problem of Tianhun Sect being involved in the righteous war and being besieged by the righteous sects, it is very simple. As long as the enemy is beaten half to death, how can they come to besiege them?

So, Lu Jingshi came over with his own dry food to help.

Since then, Su Jie's helpers gathered, also eight of them were at the Daotai realm.

The total number of Daotai-level warriors on both sides is a total of sixteen. It can be said that most of Qingzhou and Qingzhou’s top combat power is concentrated here.

In the Jibao auction house in Taifeng City, a group of magic practitioners from Chongzhou were dumbfounded.

Such a scene really made their hearts stop. Sixteen Daotai realms gathered together and looked like they were about to have a big fight. No matter how you look at it, they are all cannon fodder!
All of a sudden, the demon cultivators started to move swiftly and run away without saying a word, so as not to become cannon fodder in the aftermath of the battle.

Yan Yarou and Boruto Maki, two Daotai-level demon cultivators, looked at each other, and then, at the same time, decisively ran away. They didn't even bother to take the auction items that they had already paid for, because the eight righteous Daotai-level cultivators in the sky were still there, and they didn't want to be the first to stand out.

At this time, the smiles of Mo Shiyao and the other four disappeared. Su Jie actually found such powerful reinforcements. This level of power was far beyond their imagination. They even felt that the outcome of this battle would determine the overall direction of Qingzhou and Qingzhou in the future.

The events caused by their auction will become the fuse for changes in the situation between the two major states of Qingzhou and Qingzhou.

The faces of Situ Hao and others changed again and again, and now their faces were all ashen. Looking at Su Jie and his group, they felt something was wrong.

Although their numbers seemed to be equal, the flying centipede that emerged from Su Jie's sleeves and the female ghost in the wedding dress standing beside him both had terrifying combat power that was no less than that of a Daotai realm.

In addition, Lu Jingshi also took out his strongest evil ghost, the Disha Ghost, which is an eighth-grade evil ghost.

As soon as it appeared, this eighth-grade evil ghost first faced Han Ruyan, slowly bent over, as if in worship.

And Zhang Junwei was holding a jade box in his hand.

The jade box is made of stardust black jade, which is the top spiritual material used to make spiritual treasures.

"Ancestor, Ancestor is getting up."

Zhang Junwei shouted several times, and the jade box was slowly opened from the inside.

In the quilt covered with ice silk, a poisonous insect the size of a baby's fist, with a completely crystal white body and looking like the purest amber appeared before the world.

Its body structure is composed of thousands of joints, just like the growth rings of a tree.

This is the ancestor of Guiling Palace, the famous ninth-grade poisonous insect, the annual ring worm.

Seeing the annual ring worms, the faces of the righteous monks present became even uglier. Even Situ Hao and Zhao Bilong felt uneasy and their calves trembled when they saw the annual ring worms.

If the annual ringworm did not need to hibernate for a long time, it would often fall asleep after attacking once. The threat it posed would be no less than that of a strong man at the seventh level of the Daotai realm, and its combat effectiveness might even be higher.

Zhang Junwei even invited the sect's ancestors to come out, which shows how much importance he attaches to this battle.

In the blink of an eye, Su Jie not only had eight Daotai realm masters, but also had the help of two ghosts and two insects. In an instant, he took the lead over the righteous cultivators in terms of numbers and combat effectiveness.

Eeyah! Eeyah!

The annual ringworm raised its fleshy upper body and made a sound from its mouth.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

The Thousand-Armed Centipede responded and began to communicate with the annual ringworm with great interest.

No one knows what the Thousand-Armed Centipede said, but the Annual Ringworm lazily moved out of the ice silk quilt slowly. Its fleshy body moved very slowly, like a lazy fat otaku. Its two sesame-sized eyes stared at the eight Daotai-level strong men in front of it and opened its tiny mouth.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Duan Hui, the leader of the Qingzhou Longyin Palace and a powerful Taoist master at the third level of the Daotai realm, had countless talismans and magic weapons on his body suddenly flashing and expanding, and then shattered in an instant.

His body underwent horrible changes. His skin became like old tree bark. Inside his scalp, traces of growth rings appeared and spread throughout his body. His skin began to fall off layer by layer.

With each layer of skin that fell off, what was exposed underneath his body was not bloody muscle fibers, but whiter and tenderer skin. His body was shrinking layer by layer, as if he was rejuvenating, from the appearance of a middle-aged man, step by step, to a young man, a teenager, and a child. His strength also regressed synchronously, step by step returning to a young man, a teenager, and a child. His cultivation realm began to fall, from the Daotai realm to the Secret Treasure realm, and from the Secret Treasure realm to the Soul Condensation realm. It was weird and terrifying, and everyone who saw it had their scalp tingling.

"help me!"

Duan Hui's eyes were filled with horror. The annual ringworm had chosen him as its target. Although this thing only had one chance to attack, every time it attacked, the Daotai realm would be either killed or injured. He was unlucky to be chosen as the target.

He couldn't see how the attack of the annual ringworm was effective. He, a powerful man at the third level of the Daotai realm, was as fragile as a babbling child in front of the attack of the annual ringworm.

"retreat!"

However, Zhao Bilong and Situ Hao looked at each other and chose to retreat because from a head-on perspective, their chances of winning were not as high as the other side.

The seven Daotai-level elders fled quickly into the distance, leaving only the abandoned Duan Hui. This poor fellow was unable to escape the power of the annual ring worm at all.

In that strange process of molting, the body became smaller and smaller, like a newborn baby, and finally collapsed completely, turning into a seed and falling to the ground.

As soon as the seed hit the ground, it began to take root and sprout, and grew into a tree as tall as a person. The tree looked exactly like Duan Hui when he was alive, except that his feet turned into roots, his arms turned into branches, and his hair turned into buds. Duan Hui's life also completely disappeared.

After doing all this, the annual ringworm yawned again, rolled its fleshy body back into the jade box, closed the jade box again, and fell into a deep sleep, no longer paying attention to anything outside.

"Abandoning your companions like this, is this the right way? It's really ridiculous."

Su Jie looked at Zhao Bilong and his group who were fleeing, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Chase! Let Guanchao Pavilion and Wanjian League bleed to their last breath today. Don't let anyone escape."

Zhang Chenfeng took the lead and caught up.

Su Jie sat on the Thousand-Handed Centipede, and the other Daotai realm masters also used their own methods.

In fact, Zhao Bilong and the others couldn't escape. Su Jie and the others had set up an ambush with great effort. If they let them escape so easily, it would be a waste of such a good plan.

The two sides had just left Taifeng City not far when, in front of Zhao Bilong and his party, the ground lit up with the light of a formation talisman, and the clouds twisted into thick iron walls, blocking these righteous monks.

This is a formation secretly set up by the Fire Cloud Palace. They also have powerful people who are proficient in formations.

Although these iron walls could not stop Zhao Bilong and his men, they delayed them a little, which was enough for Su Jie and his men to catch up.

"There's no way to escape. We have to fight first. Let's do it!"

When Zhao Bilong of Guanchao Pavilion saw this, he knew that he could not run away anymore and had to fight first. The storage bag on his waist flashed with light, and he took out a treasure.

This is a magic staff that is more than two meters long. Two real dragons are wrapped around the staff, and the dragon heads are moving between the staffs. A gem is embedded on the top, which means two dragons playing with a gem.

This is actually a low-grade spiritual treasure, called the Zhenhai Twin Dragon Staff. It has immense power and is said to have the power to overturn rivers and seas.

At this moment, Zhao Bilong hit the Zhenhai Double Dragon Staff hard, and in an instant the sky turned upside down, the earth was overturned layer by layer, and a blue sea rose in the void, like an endless ocean.

Zhao Bilong himself threw out a large number of formation plates, occupying the eight corners of heaven and earth, with the Zhenhai Double Dragon Staff as the center of the formation. It seemed as if the sky and the earth were covered by endless waves, forming a super large formation.

Originally, this formation was meant to deal with Su Jie, but in the current situation, it was obviously no longer possible to use this formation to trap Su Jie, and then everyone rushed up to beat him up.

"Humph, you bastards from the Tide-Watching Pavilion, prepare to die."

Zhang Chenfeng would naturally not watch Zhao Bilong commit such a crime, so he also took out a treasure from his storage bag.

This is a golden ring with densely written talismans on it. Once it appears, a rolling heat wave will sweep across and the ground beneath the feet will turn into flowing magma.

This is the Seven Stars Ring, also a lower-grade spiritual treasure, and is no less powerful than the Sea-Suppressing Twin Dragon Staff.

"Big Sun Star!"

Zhang Chenfeng loosened his hand, and the Seven Stars Ring automatically flew to the top of his head, floating above him like a blazing sun, emitting supreme light, oppressing everyone to the point that they could hardly breathe.

The void was ignited, and volcanoes rose up from the ground one after another. The erupting flames and magma were like the most dazzling fireworks in the world, and countless tons of sea water were evaporated and burned dry.

Lingbao are weapons that are only used by those in the Purple Mansion Realm, and only those in the Purple Mansion Realm can refine them. Both Guanchao Pavilion and Huoyun Palace have produced powerful people in the Purple Mansion Realm. These lower-grade Lingbao are the legacy of the sect.

The two low-grade spiritual treasures collided violently, and the Seven Stars Ring emanated tremendous power. Zhang Chenfeng, who held the ring on his head, flew into the air. With the blessing of the Seven Stars Ring, his aura was as oppressive as a giant mountain in the sky, and it was also like a real sunset falling into the world.

With every step Zhang Chenfeng took, a volcano would rise and erupt under his feet, igniting everything in its path, like a fire king dominating everything and suppressing the entire battlefield.

Zhao Bilong controlled the Zhenhai Twin Dragon Staff, the staff emitted a dazzling blue light. He pointed it forward, and suddenly the mountains and seas were filled with clouds, and the world changed.

Amid the surging waves, real dragons roared and emerged from the sea. Each real dragon was lifelike and flew into the sky. The roar resounded through the battlefield like thunder, shocking all the spectators.

Zhao Bilong himself was stepping on a real dragon transformed from sea water, with dozens of huge real dragons following behind him, carrying billions of waves, riding the wind and waves, and colliding violently with Zhang Chenfeng.

The two men, holding inferior spiritual treasures, faced each other head-on. Between heaven and earth, between volcanoes and the sea, thunderous explosions occurred one after another. The chaotic spiritual energy raged against each other, making the sun and the moon pale in comparison.

With the cultivation base of the fifth level of Daotai Realm and the blessing of the lower-grade spiritual treasure, the aftermath of their battle made many Daotai Realm masters change their faces slightly, and they stepped back to give up the battlefield to these two local tyrants.

Su Jie stared at the Zhenhai Double Dragon Ruler and the Seven Stars Ring without blinking, with great envy. Compared with the lower-grade spiritual treasures, the Shengang Sword in Su Jie's hand suddenly became less attractive.

The more he looked at it, the happier he became. Su Jie couldn't help but mutter to himself, "This treasure is just right for me."

However, Su Jie knew what to do. After Zhao Bilong and Zhang Chenfeng met, Su Jie turned his attention to other people and then chose Situ Hao as his target.

"I killed your wife last time. Since you miss her so much, I will send you down to be with her. A family should be reunited!"

Su Jie looked at Situ Hao, turned around and rode the Thousand-Armed Centipede towards that direction.

"Devil, today we will fight to the death."

When Situ Hao heard Su Jie mention Murong Yue, he became furious and flew over on his sword.

The other Daotai realm masters stopped watching and started fighting each other, and the battlefield instantly became a mess. (End of this chapter)