Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Su Jie was facing Situ Hao from the Wanjian League, a powerful warrior at the fifth level of the Daotai realm.

Zhao Bilong and Zhang Chenfeng, both holding low-grade spiritual treasures, fought against each other, and it was difficult to determine the winner.

On the righteous side, there are still three Daotai realm powerhouses from the Qingzhou righteous sects, as well as two Daotai realm supreme elders from the Wanjian League, a total of five people.

On the demonic side, there were Zhang Junwei from Guiling Palace, Lu Jingshi from Tianhun Sect, and four elders from Huoyun Palace who came to help, a total of six people.

Both sides have reached the Daotai realm, and their strengths range from the first, second, third, to the fourth level.

But because they had one more person, the evil side had a certain advantage from the beginning of the fight and suppressed the righteous side.

As for Su Jie, he faced Situ Hao alone, and the pressure he endured was the greatest on the Demonic Side.

But Situ Hao was holding the Nine Sword Seal, a top-grade magic weapon. The Nine Sword Seal was suspended in the air and turned into nine divine swords that reached heaven and earth. The sword bodies were condensed with brilliant divine light, and the sword energy cut the clouds in the sky into pieces.

This was not the first time that Situ Hao had fought with Su Jie. He knew how difficult Su Jie was, so he used his strongest strength as soon as the fight started.

Su Jie also controlled the Shengang Sword in his hand to fly out. They were also top-grade magic weapons, but Su Jie's sword-controlling skills were not as good as Situ Hao's, and he fell into a disadvantage after a while.

"Tsk tsk, Situ Hao, don't you have any magic treasures in the Wanjian League? And you're still using magic treasures to play around. You're known as the second-best sect in Qingzhou. You're really shabby!"

Although he was at a disadvantage in the competition of magic weapons, Su Jie had a mocking expression on his face.

"That's enough for you."

Situ Hao's face turned dark, spiritual treasures are not cabbages, this thing can only be refined by Purple Mansion cultivators, and only Purple Mansion cultivators who are good at refining can do it. The materials are expensive, the refining requirements are high, and the time is long, and the quantity itself is scarce.

The Guanchao Pavilion and Huoyun Hall possess spiritual treasures because the sect had produced powerful people in the Purple Mansion Realm, and the heritage left behind exists as the sect's treasures.

Unfortunately, although the Wanjian League ranks second in comprehensive strength among the major sects in Qingzhou, it has never produced a Purple Mansion cultivator in history. It was only by chance that it obtained a lower-grade spiritual flying sword, which was in the hands of the leader of the Wanjian League. As a treasure to protect the sect, it naturally would not be handed over to Situ Hao.

Furious, Situ Hao controlled the Nine Sword Seal and used exquisite sword techniques to repeatedly knock the Shengang Sword away and suppress it, then he charged straight towards Su Jie.

Facing the nine incoming divine swords, Su Jie's expression remained unchanged, and his figure directly turned into a vast sea of ​​blood.

The huge sea of ​​blood seemed to cover the sky and the sun. The blood was surging, and the blood waves were thousands of layers, like thousands of troops, crushing and covering Situ Hao.

"Ten Thousand Tribulations Heaven Sword!"

Situ Hao shouted loudly, and nine magic swords burst into golden light. These golden lights were like golden flying swords, penetrating into the sea of ​​blood. The surging sea of ​​blood was separated into a passage, and in the middle was Situ Hao.

"Man and sword unite!"

With a pinch of the magic spell, the nine magic swords merged together, and Situ Hao's body turned into a ray of light, and his main body and the Nine Sword Seal became one.

In an instant, the sword energy was like a dragon, and the silver light flashed with endless power. The air seemed to be split in two. Violent sword energy swept across the sky and earth like a hurricane, tearing countless long and thin cracks in the clouds and cutting deep scars on the earth.

Su Jie's sea of ​​blood was endless and turned into an endless blood-red tsunami. The continuous impact turned wherever it passed into a dead land.

Situ Hao was not afraid at all. His cultivation was three levels higher than Su Jie's. He had top-grade magic weapons. In addition, sword cultivation was known as the best in attack, so his combat power was extremely strong.

Under the sword energy of others who merged with their swords, amidst the dull roar, the earth seemed to have been ravaged by a giant beast, and the stones and trees were turned into powder.

The sword energy was extremely domineering and kept colliding head-on with Su Jie's sea of ​​blood. Countless seas of blood were divided and the sword energy evaporated large areas of the sea of ​​blood.

The whole scene looked like a peerless swordsman splashing ink on a bloody painting.

Tear! Tear!
In the sea of ​​blood, countless thick tentacles emerged from the sea, densely chasing the Nine Sword Seals. There were tentacles winding and whistling in all directions, as if even covering the sky.

Moreover, a number of blood demons were condensed, roaring towards the sky, chasing and killing the Nine Sword Seals. The whole scene was extremely spectacular.

The Nine Sword Seal was fully activated, cutting off the tentacles of the sea of ​​blood. Every broken tentacle that smashed to the ground would corrode the ground into a bottomless pit.

Those blood demons were also split into two, and it seemed that nothing could stop him in front of his sword.

"Tianlei!"

Suddenly, another voice was heard, and rolling purple sky thunder was ignited from the sea of ​​blood, continuously striking the Nine Sword Seal, causing this top-grade magic weapon to tremble constantly.

Situ Hao, who had merged with the Nine Sword Seal, groaned. His miraculous state of unity between man and sword was broken, and he showed his human form again.

"Humph, a mere sea of ​​blood, what can it do to me?"

Situ Hao stood in the center of the sea of ​​blood holding a sword, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were as sharp as two swords. Surrounding him was the endless sea of ​​blood, which made his figure look particularly lonely and proud under the sea of ​​blood and the sky full of thunder and lightning.

If it weren't for the slight trembling of the Nine Sword Seal in his hand, Situ Hao would not have shown any signs of fatigue. There was no fear in his eyes, and invisible sword energy was still flowing freely around him. It seemed that the only sounds left in the world were his breathing and the whistling of the sword energy. Everything else lost its color in the face of this peerless sword intent.

"I admit that you have some strength, but you can fight, but others may not be as good as you."

Su Jie's cold laughter was heard in the sea of ​​blood. The sea of ​​blood rippled and formed a huge human face as big as a hill, looking at Situ Hao mockingly.

The Situ Hao in front of him was indeed much stronger than Zhong Xinpeng that Su Jie was facing. As the second-in-command of the Wanjian League, his strength was unquestionable.

However, Su Jie doesn't need to defeat him himself, there are plenty of ways to win.

"Ok?"

Situ Hao had a bad feeling in his heart. He had just devoted himself to the fight with Su Jie, but suddenly he discovered a problem. Where were Su Jie's mount and the female ghost?
He expanded his spiritual awareness and opened his third eye, and that bad premonition was immediately confirmed.

Because the intensity and speed of the battle between the Daotai realms were too high, with more than a dozen Daotai realms fighting, the battlefield expanded to hundreds of kilometers.

Su Jie's disappeared Thousand-Armed Centipede and Han Ruyan had already run to the other side of the battlefield and attacked the righteous monks.

Although the Demonic Path was outnumbered six to five and had a certain numerical advantage, in the final analysis, the Daotai realm had many abilities to preserve their lives, and it was easy to win a fight, but difficult to kill someone.

So even if the demons have the advantage, it is not enough to turn it into a complete victory in a short period of time. But with the addition of Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan, things will be different.

"You despicable villain, come at me if you can."

Situ Hao immediately saw through Su Jie's sinister thoughts and his face turned pale.

The other party intends to pick on the weak first and kill all the other righteous monks first, leaving him alone. How can he fight Su Jie?

As he spoke, he flew his sword again, but this time, he no longer wanted to fight against the sea of ​​blood, but wanted to run to support other righteous monks.

But how could Su Jie do as he wished?

"Don't leave in such a hurry! We haven't decided the winner yet. Come and see the Yellow Springs Bone Mountain Formation!"

In the sea of ​​blood, as Su Jie's huge face showed a hideous smile, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner fluttered, the Yellow Springs River spanned the sea of ​​blood, nine huge bone mountains fell one after another, and millions of ghosts roared and swarmed out, blocking Situ Hao's way. The sea of ​​blood turned into an endless curtain, covering the sky and the sun, and countless tentacles and blood demons attacked, trapping Situ Hao.

Su Jie's sea of ​​blood and the Yellow Springs Bone Mountain formation worked together to prevent Situ Hao from leaving.

"Get out of here!"

Situ Hao's face turned red and he roared madly. Every burst of sword energy could cut through the air and create a sea of ​​blood, but the sea of ​​blood would heal in an instant.

Although Situ Hao's sword energy was strong and his flying sword was indeed sharp, he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart when he saw the vast and spreading sea of ​​blood and the millions of ghosts. In front of the sea of ​​blood, he and his flying sword seemed particularly small.

No matter how sharp the Nine Sword Seal in his hand was, faced with such a situation, he could not help but get stuck in the quagmire and could not get rid of Su Jie.

Unless he could really keep going for a long time, he would have to fight for several hours at least, killing the ghosts bit by bit and draining the sea of ​​blood. But what he lacked most now was time.

Let alone several hours, he couldn't afford to waste even a minute now.

"Haha, idiot, you need to use your brain to fight."

In response, Su Jie just sneered, looking at Situ Hao who was trapped in a sea of ​​blood, and did not hesitate to ridicule him.

On the other side, when Su Jie trapped Situ Hao, some Daotai realm masters had already started to fall.

Qi Huimu from Qingzhou Tianqing Pavilion is a powerful Taoist master. He is currently fighting against a supreme elder of Huoyun Palace.

The fight between the two Daotai realm masters was extremely fierce. As they fought, the battlefield was already a hundred kilometers away from Su Jie.

The two men fought evenly matched. Although the elder of Fire Cloud Hall came from a large sect and had stronger personal combat power, this was not enough to win the battle.

But at this moment, when the fight between the two sides was fierce, suddenly a strange force permeated over.

"What kind of person is this? Not good."

Qi Huimu's face suddenly changed. He sensed the danger and his body was attacked by a strange force. However, he was in the middle of a fight and his reaction was ultimately a beat slow.

Behind him, Han Ruyan's figure suddenly appeared, and she stretched out her right hand and grabbed in the air.

thump!
Qi Huimu felt a chill in his heart. He looked down and saw a big bloody hole in his left chest. His heart was missing.

Han Ruyan held her heart with her jade hands and stared at Qi Huimu with a cold and indifferent expression, as if she was looking at a dead person.

Because with the physical contact, the curse has completely infected his body.

Countless twisted and strange black spots appeared on Qi Huimu's skin. These black spots exuded death at every moment. And inside Qi Huimu's body, the flesh, blood, and marrow here all seemed to be diseased, quickly rotting and stinking.

"It's you, the ghost girl"

Qi Huimu's eyes were filled with horror. The power of Han Ruyan's curse was beyond his imagination, and his body could not resist it at all.

"Haha, thank you very much."

The eyes of the elder of Fire Cloud Hall lit up, and he instantly threw several punches, knocking him from the sky to the ground, breaking countless bones all over his body.

In just a moment, the man and the ghost worked together to beat Qi Huimu to the brink of death.

A brass dressing mirror appeared in Han Ruyan's hand and she looked at Qi Huimu.

Qi Huimu's spiritual power had been almost completely eroded by the curse, and his body had been broken into pieces. He was completely unable to resist, and his entire body was rapidly decaying.

What's even more strange is that a tombstone is growing rapidly on his chest.

Countless black hairs grew out from the bottom of the tombstone, drilled into Qi Huimu's flesh and blood, sucked his nutrients and grew, causing the tombstone to grow higher and higher, nailing him to the ground.

In just half a minute, Qi Huimu's life force completely dissipated, and his entire body turned into a pile of rotten bones.

On the tombstone that had grown to a height of ten feet, a line of words slowly emerged on the originally smooth tombstone: Tomb of Qi Huimu!
Han Ruyan landed and first used a spare soul-summoning flag to absorb Qi Huimu's soul, and then took away Qi Huimu's storage bag.

With another flip of her jade hand, the tombstone that absorbed Qi Huimu's nutrients fell into Han Ruyan's hand, shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a pendant.

The inside of the pendant is bright red, like a red gem.

Because Qi Huimu's blood is locked inside, she can give it to her husband to practice the Blood Sea Devouring Demonic Art.

"I think my husband will be very happy."

Han Ruyan's lips curled up slightly. As Su Jie's wife, she knew how to be thrifty and manage the household well. She did not let go of any of the soul, blood, or storage bag.

On the other side, the elder of Fire Cloud Hall saw this scene and wanted to ask Han Ruyan to distribute the supplies in Qi Huimu's storage bag, but he opened his mouth and finally did not speak.

After all, the female ghost Han Ruyan didn't seem easy to communicate with. She was stripping his soul and drawing his blood. He weighed himself and felt that if he opened his mouth, this horrible female ghost might take the opportunity to kill him, rob him of his property, draw his blood, strip him of his soul, and then make it look like he and Qi Huimu were both injured and died together. Then he would have no place to cry.

For a fierce ghost that can hang out with a demon cultivator, you cannot expect the other party to have high moral character.

"continue."

Han Ruyan put away her things and glanced at the elder of Fire Cloud Hall with indifferent eyes.

The elder of Fire Cloud Hall nodded and quickly joined other troops on the battlefield.

In fact, it was not only Han Ruyan who took action here. The Thousand-Handed Centipede also cooperated with the Fire Cloud Palace to kill a supreme elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.

These liberated personnel immediately joined other battlefields, forming a situation of outnumbering the enemy.

It was originally six against five, but now it has become six against three, with two demonic monks beating up a righteous monk, and the situation is snowballing, not to mention the help of the Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan.

The liberation of more and more manpower also means that the battle situation on the righteous side is collapsing rapidly.

Several powerful righteous Daotai realm masters fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They wanted to escape, but being besieged, with Han Ruyan's strange curse, and the Thousand-Armed Centipede's large-scale attack, escape was nothing but a pipe dream.

In the end, these five Daotai realm masters died one after another in just half an hour, while Zhang Junwei, Lu Jingshi, and the four elders of Huoyun Hall, who had missed their chance, all came to Su Jie's side.

When Su Jie opened the sea of ​​blood and six Daotai realm masters came in, Situ Hao, who looked like a madman inside, was completely dumbfounded.

He had originally planned to gang up on Su Jie and beat him up, but he never expected that he would end up being beaten up instead.

For a moment, he looked at the seven Daotai realms with a dull expression and a dead heart. (End of this chapter)