Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

"This is the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance!"

Inside the mountain, the soil and rocks loosened and the formation was forcibly opened. The figure of the Thousand-Handed Centipede appeared in a cave, and Su Jie also walked down from the back of the Thousand-Handed Centipede.

The first step Su Jie took after entering the Wanjian League was to look for the League's treasure house. He did not rush into battle, but instead tried to gain benefits for himself first.

Seeing the cave filled with shelves in front of him, Su Jie couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, there are not many good things left."

However, there were not many good things left in the treasure house. They were mainly various martial arts books, and various spiritual plants and materials.

As for elixirs, talismans and magical weapons, there were basically none of these, because the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance was at a critical moment of life and death, and these things that could increase the combat effectiveness were basically distributed and used in battle.

There are not many spirit stones in the treasure house. I guess they were used up to open the Great Sword Formation.

All that was left were the spiritual plants and materials that could not be used in combat, as well as those manuals on martial arts.

However, even if only this part is left, just counting the spiritual plants and spiritual materials, converted into spiritual stones, there would be as much as 70 to 80 million spiritual stones.

Not to mention those priceless classics, which are the foundation of a sect, mainly various sword strategies and sword classics, as well as the practice experiences, annotations and insights left by the sword masters of the Ten Thousand Swords League.

These classics can greatly increase the foundation of a sect, especially for Su Jie, who will be in charge of Guiling Palace in the future. They are absolutely priceless and can greatly enrich the combat methods of Guiling Palace disciples. In the future, Guiling Palace can even open a separate sword cultivation lineage, and there is no need to worry about disciples having no skills to learn.

The reason why Su Jie sighed was simply because he was greedy and wanted to swallow an elephant.

The few materials left in this treasure house are of astonishing value. If it were in its complete state, it is hard to imagine how many spirit stones the materials stored here would be worth.

Su Jie felt that he had suffered a great loss because he didn't get any bargain, so he couldn't help but sigh!

After emptying the treasure house and putting everything into the storage bag, Su Jie's spiritual consciousness began to spread outward.

Now that we have the money, it is time to solve the problem of Fire Cloud Palace.

In the dim mountain cave, Di Pingqiu fled at full speed, his figure flickering in the intricate passages.

Behind him, three heavenly swords were like tracking missiles. The sword energy tore through the air, and the thick earth and rocks were like tofu in front of them. They were penetrated in the blink of an eye and continued to approach Di Pingqiu.

"Earth Store Bone Fire."

Di Pingqiu shouted coldly. As a powerful man at the fourth level of the Daotai realm, he still had room to struggle when facing the Dao sword formation.

As soon as it opened its mouth, pale green Ksitigarbha bone fire gushed out, and the flames roared and crushed like a tidal wave, forming a vast sea of ​​fire, burning the mountain soft and causing large areas of the surrounding area to collapse.

The three heavenly swords shuttled through the sea of ​​fire created by the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire. The Ksitigarbha Bone Fire could melt the bones of Daotai realm cultivators, but it could not really hurt the three heavenly swords.

Because the Heavenly Sword has no entity at all, it is completely made up of the fusion of starlight and the aura of the Tao.

If you want to break this move, you must at least possess a trace of power at the Dao level. Heavenly power is not enough, so you can only use the Dharmakaya, because the Dharmakaya is also composed of the cultivator's soul mixed with the aura of the Dao.

Di Pingqiu's face changed slightly and he dodged quickly, but he was still a beat too late.

Three flying swords came towards him in a V-shape, piercing his shoulder, chest and right leg one after another like a flash of light.

thump!
The broken thigh fell to the ground, and a bloody hole as big as a bowl appeared on the chest, which was transparent from front to back, and the wriggling internal organs could be clearly seen inside.

This destruction not only hurt his physical body, but the aura of the Dao on the Heavenly Sword also acted on his soul synchronously, which was equivalent to slashing his soul three times, causing him to suffer excruciating pain, with his facial features distorted beyond recognition due to the agony.

"Asshole, I'm not going to die here."

Di Pingqiu cursed angrily. He looked at the three heavenly swords that had turned around again, and a cruel look flashed across his face.

He stuffed his hand into the bloody hole in his chest, grabbed his heart, and pulled it out with all his might.

Along with the gushing of blood plasma, the still beating heart was taken out by Di Pingqiu himself.

If it were an ordinary person, this would be a dead end.

But this is the Daotai realm, and the self-healing ability of the body is extremely strong. Although it cannot compare with the self-healing level of those strange magic techniques of the magic cultivators, it will not kill you if your heart is torn out.

Holding the heart, Di Pingqiu grabbed half of the soul that was cut by the Heavenly Sword and stuffed it into the heart. Then he infused spiritual power into it and controlled the Ksitigarbha bone fire to transform into a three-legged golden crow, which flew out at a rapid speed with the heart in its mouth.

Di Pingqiu himself tried his best to restrain his aura, practiced the art of concealment, and buried himself in the soil of the mountain, burying himself like a corpse.

This process sounds long, but it actually only takes milliseconds.

The three heavenly swords that were chasing after him were spinning back and forth in the void, as if they were hesitating about something, and then they moved again, choosing to chase in the direction of Di Pingqiu's heart, but were successfully deceived.

Without Li Yuze's precise control, the Twelve Heavenly Swords were operating on instinct. Di Pingqiu's heart contained his essence, blood, and spirit, which induced the Heavenly Swords to make the wrong judgment.

Di Pingqiu closed all the vital points in his body and retracted his consciousness completely into his body. He stayed buried in the soil and did not dare to show his head easily for fear of arousing the murderous intentions of the Twelve Heavenly Swords.

One minute passes!

Ten minutes pass!
Half an hour passed.

Di Pingqiu finally couldn't help it. After he felt a little safer, he carefully emerged from the soil, peeked around like a groundhog, and looked around.

When he saw that there was no trace of the three heavenly swords, he heaved a sigh of relief, jumped out of the dirt, and hopped on his only leg. His face was as pale as paper and he looked extremely weak due to the loss of his body and soul.

"Li Yuze, don't let me catch you, or I will burn all your bones into bone powder."

Di Pingqiu cursed and was filled with hatred.

As the supreme elder of the Fire Cloud Palace, his status and strength ranked high in Qingzhou. When had he ever suffered such an injustice? He was forced by several heavenly swords to burrow into the ground and pretend to be dead in order to survive. If he told others about it, he would have lost all the demeanor of a powerful Taoist master.

The only thing that made Di Pingqiu feel a little fortunate was that no one saw this scene and his reputation could be preserved.

Just as Di Pingqiu was thinking this, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and at the same time, there were also teasing and joking voices.

"Hey, isn't this the famous Elder Di from the Fire Cloud Palace? I haven't seen you for a day. How did you become like this?"

"Who?"

Di Pingqiu's face turned angry and his eyes flashed coldly.

Although he was seriously injured, not everyone could laugh at him. He wanted to let this ignorant guy know the price of teasing him, and at the same time eliminate the witnesses to maintain his image as a strong man.

But when Di Pingqiu turned his head and saw the face of the person who came, his pupils suddenly trembled and he exclaimed: "Su Jie, why is it you?"

The visitor was a young man in a black robe, with a black and purple centipede wrapped around his shoulder, and a beautiful woman in a blood-red wedding dress followed him. As Di Pingqiu had worked with him before and was once a close comrade-in-arms, how could he not recognize this great evil man Su Jie from Qingzhou?

Su Jie smiled and raised his hand to greet him, "Elder Di, how are you? I heard that your Fire Cloud Hall was going to attack the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, so I came here to help.

You guys at the Fire Cloud Hall are really something. Didn't you say that you would take a long-term view before attacking the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance and the Tide Watching Pavilion? Why did you suddenly attack the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance as soon as I left? Don't you want to give me the spoils and trick me away? You guys at the Fire Cloud Hall are really not nice to do this!"

As he spoke, Su Jie walked towards Di Pingqiu.

Hearing this, Di Pingqiu felt something was wrong and couldn't help but say, "Elder Su, you misunderstood. We didn't want to act so hastily, but we suddenly heard that the Wanjian League was going to join forces with the Guanchao Pavilion. In order to prevent them from joining forces, we had to act in advance. Because it happened suddenly, we didn't have time to inform you."

In his heart, Di Pingqiu sneered, thinking that Su Jie appeared here because he wanted to get a share of the spoils of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.

He decided to meet up with the sect leader Chu Yangang later, first kill Li Yuze, and then kill the devil Su Jie, and use the other party's heads to wash away the stain of Huoyun Palace's cooperation with the evil ways.

At the same time, it can also kill people to silence them, so that Su Jie won't go out and talk nonsense and tell the world about his miserable appearance.

"Is that so? It seems I misunderstood you."

Su Jie nodded, and the distance between him and Di Pingqiu got closer and closer.

When the two sides were less than ten feet apart, Di Pingqiu saw a fierce look flash in Su Jie's eyes.

Something is wrong. Di Pingqiu's face changed suddenly, and he saw Su Jie suddenly move.

Su Jie stretched out his right hand like a dragon and grabbed Di Pingqiu's head. His five fingers were like dragon claws, strong as steel. Not to mention a human head, even a solid alloy steel ball would be exploded by Su Jie's claws.

Di Pingqiu was worthy of being a strong man of the Fire Cloud Palace. At the critical moment, his neck suddenly became as soft as a snake, and his neck stretched inch by inch, and his head avoided Su Jie's big hand.

Tear!

Flesh and bones separated, Su Jie's claws touched Di Pingqiu's shoulders, and tore off his left shoulder and arm. Blood splattered on Su Jie's face, making Su Jie look even more cruel.

"Hey, you're pretty alert!"

Su Jie threw away the severed arm in his hand and said with regret that he regretted not being able to crush Di Pingqiu's head with one claw.

On the other side, Di Pingqiu was shocked and angry.

"Su Jie, you are crazy. We are partners, and you dare to attack me. Do you want to be an enemy of our Huoyun Palace?"

Di Pingqiu only had one hand and one foot left at this time. He looked at Su Jie with his eyes spitting fire and a hint of fear that he could not hide.

"Hehehe! Partner or something? Come on, I'm a demon cultivator. Can you be honest with me?"

Su Jie seemed to have heard a joke and laughed: "As for being enemies with the Fire Cloud Palace, if I kill you, you will have no energy to trouble me. Think about how to protect yourself first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Thousand-Armed Centipede wrapped around Su Jie's shoulder opened its mouth.

Countless pale corpse hands emerged from the void, covering every inch of the surrounding space. One glance at them would cause people to suffer from claustrophobia. A dense ocean of corpse hands formed, heading towards Di Pingqiu.

Ksitigarbha bone fire!

Di Pingqiu tried his best to activate the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire, but he had lost an arm and a leg, his heart, and his internal organs were severely shattered. In addition, half of his soul was missing, so his strength was greatly reduced, and the power of the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire was greatly weakened.

The Ksitigarbha bone fire was simply unable to stop the numerous pale corpse hands from approaching, and the number of pale corpse hands that were burned was less than the number of new hands that grew back.

Pale corpse hands clung to Di Pingqiu's body. These pale corpse hands were incredibly powerful, with fangs and a single eye growing on their palms. They bit his flesh and released rays to melt his flesh.

"Su Jie, you will not die a good death."

Di Pingqiu screamed in agony. He knew that he could not escape today. His anger towards Su Jie had reached the sky, and at the same time he was extremely sad.

If he was in his prime, how could he not be able to deal with these corpse hands? However, it was first seriously injured by the Great Dao Sword Formation, and now it couldn't even withstand the Thousand-Armed Centipede's small tricks.

"Tsk tsk, when we first met, you were acting crazy and stupid, but you weren't like this! You've broken my defense now!"

Su Jie shook his head and laughed, then patted the Thousand Hands Centipede on the head: "Xiao Qian, I leave this guy to you. Let him feel the pain."

Zizi!

The Thousand-Armed Centipede crawled down from Su Jie's shoulder, its six pairs of wings vibrating. Its body remained several feet in size, and the pale corpse hands around it automatically separated into a passage.

With a whistling sound, the Thousand-Armed Centipede came in front of Di Pingqiu who was still cursing. Its cold insect eyes were emotionless, and its body wrapped around Di Pingqiu like a giant python, constantly restraining and contracting his body.

Moreover, some tiny centipedes fell from the Thousand-Handed Centipede and began to drill into Di Pingqiu's mouth and nose, entering his body and biting his internal organs and flesh.

Di Pingqiu's body was constantly compressed. He could feel his bones breaking one by one and his body being eaten by numerous small centipedes. He could clearly feel the coming of death and the pain of being bitten by thousands of insects. He was terrified and struggled with all his might.

Clusters of Ksitigarbha bone fire drilled out of Di Pingqiu's flesh, but the Thousand-Armed Centipede did not let go at all.

Its body has already shown the characteristics of a chaotic creature, transforming into water, flames, gold, iron and other objects, and has extremely high resistance to various things.

How could Di Pingqiu, who was on the verge of death, with that level of Ksitigarbha bone fire, possibly hurt the Thousand-Handed Centipede?

After the Thousand-Armed Centipede had enough fun, it grabbed Di Pingqiu's body with its pale corpse hands on both sides of its body and exerted force suddenly.

A bloody rain began to fall from the sky, and Di Pingqiu's body was torn into pieces of flesh and broken bones, as if he had been stuffed into a meat grinder, meeting his death in this way.

Han Ruyan, who was beside Su Jie, took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and waved it lightly. Di Pingqiu's broken soul was taken into the banner and successfully moved into the banner.

And those drops of Di Pingqiu's blood that fell to the ground were like swimming tadpoles, constantly gathering towards Su Jie and drilling into Su Jie's wide black robe.

The Thousand-Armed Centipede held Di Pingqiu's storage bag in its mouth, came to Su Jie excitedly, and handed it to Su Jie like offering a treasure.

Di Pingqiu, a powerful Taoist master of the fourth level of the Fire Cloud Palace, fell at the hands of Su Jie. His soul was taken, his blood was stolen, and his property was looted. It is no exaggeration to say that he was completely wiped out.

"So nice."

Su Jie touched the head of the Thousand-Armed Centipede, then his spiritual sense swept through the storage bag.

"Tsk, it's worth at least 30 million spirit stones, this old guy must have made a lot of money!"

Upon seeing this, Su Jie's face immediately lit up with joy. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the harvest in Di Pingqiu's storage bag. He felt that his hard work and adventure were not in vain.

After putting away the storage bag, Su Jie held the Thousand-Handed Centipede, cleaned up the battlefield, and then set off to look for the next target. (End of this chapter)