Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

"Junior."

Cui Lin pulled himself out of the mountain. He was no longer as calm as before. His hair was disheveled and his body was covered with long hair, like a porcupine, and he looked ferocious.

For Cui Lin, when he cultivated the Purple Mansion Heavenly Palace and the Dali Dynasty was active and dominant, Su Jie didn't even exist. To him, Su Jie was an absolute junior.

But he, who was so much older than Su Jie, was beaten by Su Jie in such a humiliating way, which made him lose face in front of the descendants of the Cui family and he was very angry.

"You can't call me that."

A cold voice came from the sky, and Su Jie had already flown over. He grabbed the Holy Bodhi Tree with his right hand and smashed it on the head.

The nine-colored precious light of the holy Bodhi tree rotated and fell down with a force of tremendous force.

Cui Lin crossed his arms, his body covered with long hair that looked like thousands of dragon tendons, with strong steel and toughness, and he came towards Su Jie to strangle him simultaneously.

"The holy Bodhi tree, destroys demons and suppresses evil, break it for me!"

Su Jie snorted coldly, not inferior to Cui Lin at all.

In front of the Holy Bodhi Tree, Cui Lin's long hair was like spring snow touching hot oil. The power that could crush a mountain was easily disintegrated by the Holy Bodhi Tree.

The long hairs became charred and curled, and finally turned into black smoke and dissipated under the precious light.

Click!

The next second, there was a sound of bone cracking from Cui Lin's arms that were blocking. At that time, Su Jie's innate divine body could not withstand the Holy Bodhi Tree, and could only rely on the recovery support of the sea of ​​blood. The same result would have happened to Cui Lin.

Cui Lin's expression became extremely ugly, with a mixture of shock and anger, staring at the Holy Bodhi Tree in Su Jie's hand.

"How can it be"

Cui Lin was shocked, and only then did he discover the secret of the Holy Bodhi Tree in Su Jie's hand.

Although he does not have a Yang God, his physical strength is not to be underestimated. Unless it is a top-grade spiritual treasure, ordinary mid-grade spiritual treasures can hardly hurt him.

However, in front of the Holy Bodhi Tree, his physical strength was greatly restrained and he was completely unable to exert his true power.

“Hehehe! This is the Holy Bodhi Tree, the nemesis of the devil. You’ve never seen it, old ghost.”

Su Jie laughed loudly. This treasure from Tantric Buddhism was incredibly powerful in Su Jie's hands. It had the ability to suppress evil and destroy demons, and could be called the nemesis of demonic cultivators.

At the beginning, Su Jie had to go through a lot of hardships to deal with Batu Gu who was holding the holy Bodhi tree.

Su Jie's Blood Sea Devouring Demonic Art was suppressed by the Holy Bodhi Tree. If it weren't for the annual ringworms weakening the Holy Bodhi Tree, it would not be easy to snatch the Holy Bodhi Tree.

As for Cui Lin, the old fellow unearthed from the ground, although Su Jie didn't know what he was, he was covered with hair and looked like a zombie. Black smoke was coming out of his body, which was evil and weird. He was within the restraint range of the Holy Bodhi Tree and was restrained by the Holy Bodhi Tree.

Su Jie was relentless, holding the holy bodhi tree in one hand and pinching the magic spell with the other: "Today, I will slay the demons and monsters for Qingzhou and destroy you, the ominous old ghost, the Dharma form - Chaos."

The long river of the avenue opened up, the chaotic Dharma suddenly descended, and the vortex's single eye blinked, and a beam of white light instantly penetrated through.

Cui Lin wanted to dodge, but the Holy Bodhi Tree's void roots entangled his feet, forcing him to face the chaotic Dharma.

The straight glow hit Cui Lin in an instant, just like a sudden flash of bright light from a solar nuclear explosion, directly knocking Cui Lin from the sky all the way to the earth.

A magnitude 12 earthquake occurred on the earth, and the soil spread out in a circular shape like waves. The clouds in the sky were shattered, forming a huge deep pit with a diameter of over a thousand meters.

Looking at Cui Lin again, all the hair on his body was burned by the radiance of the Chaos Dharma Image, as if a layer of skin had been peeled off, and his whole body was covered in blood.

Cui Lin, who was knocked down again, was furious. He suddenly opened his mouth and roared, the flesh and blood in his chest squirmed, and a black halberd tip emerged.

"The mighty gods of the eight directions, transforming into the ten directions, shattering the mountain with dragon halberds, kill, kill, kill!!!"

Cui Lin reached his hand into his chest and pulled out a dragon-scale mountain-smashing halberd.

This is a top-grade spiritual treasure, and also his life-saving weapon that he relied on to dominate the world five thousand years ago. It was buried with him in his tomb and has not been seen for thousands of years.

"Die!"

Cui Lin chopped down with the halberd, and the dragon-scale mountain-collapsing halberd turned into a black dragon with a ferocious dragon head and claws that could collapse mountains. With a roar, the heaven and earth trembled.

"There are many people who want to kill me, and you are not qualified enough."

Su Jie rushed forward with a Brahma Pagoda appearing in his hand. Red lotuses of karmic fire blossomed, and the bright golden seal surrounded Su Jie like stars in the sky, igniting the black dragon. The golden seal forced the black dragon back with overwhelming force.

Although Su Jie's rise was short and his foundation was slightly insufficient, fortunately, Tantric Buddhism made up for this shortcoming for Su Jie.

After the fall of Tantric Buddhism, Sugyal obtained many treasures, and the Brahma Stupa was only left under the sacred Bodhi tree.

Although Su Jie did not practice the Tantric Buddhist techniques and was unable to fully unleash the power of the Brahma Pagoda, it was still no problem for him to deal with Cui Lin in his current state.

The black dragon collided violently with the Brahma Pagoda, and each collision shook the earth and the sky, just like a meteorite hitting the earth, causing rivers to flow backwards and mountains to collapse.

As the spiritual treasures of both sides intersected, the single eye of the Chaos Dharma Image suspended behind Su Jie blinked again and again, emitting a dazzling and world-destroying light.

With the restraint of the Holy Bodhi Tree, Su Jie's Chaos Dharma Image could always knock Cui Lin from the sky to the ground, burning his flesh and blood black, and breaking his bones with the terrifying impact force. The biggest feature of Purple Mansion cultivators is the Dharma Image. Purple Mansion cultivators in the late stage who have cultivated into the Heavenly Palace can use the Heavenly Palace to fight against the enemy.

Cui Lin does not have a Yang Shen, so naturally he cannot use the Dharma image.

When facing Su Jie, he could only use his physical strength, which meant he was missing a major killer move.

However, Cui Lin's physical strength was completely restrained when facing the Holy Bodhi Tree.

"I am so angry. If I had the Yang God, I would never allow you to be so presumptuous."

Cui Lin was beaten to a state of no temper by Su Jie. He had no Dharma image and only relied on his physical body and spiritual treasure, so his strength was much less.

When he was alive, Cui Lin had the combat power of the late Purple Mansion stage, but at this moment his condition was far from reaching the combat power he had before his death, and he only had the realm in vain.

If it was an ordinary mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator, Cui Lin might really be able to win the battle, he just needed to resist the Dharmakaya, but he would be much worse off against Su Jie.

boom!
The Chaos Dharma Image hit Cui Lin once again, creating a large red hole in his chest, through which black and purple fragments of internal organs could be seen.

"It seems that the Cui family's confidence is not that great!"

Su Jie stepped forward, and the Holy Bodhi Tree in his hand suddenly swelled up. As Su Jie's mind continued to expand, it finally turned into a towering tree. Its enormous power crushed the mountain, intending to imprison Cui Lin there forever.

"Young man, stop being so arrogant."

Cui Lin was furious, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes. He had not expected the power of the Holy Bodhi Tree. This complete innate divine tree was too restraining for him.

Without bothering to fight Su Jie anymore, Cui Lin hurriedly retracted the Dragon Scale Mountain Collapsing Halberd and frantically cut the nine-colored precious light of the Holy Bodhi Tree. Before the Holy Bodhi Tree pressed him to the earth, he directly cut off his left arm that was entangled by the roots and finally escaped.

Boom!

The earth shook violently, and a ten-thousand-foot tall nine-colored sacred tree stood tall above the earth. The original mountain below had been crushed, and countless golden branches and leaves were swaying and dancing wildly. The wind was raging, and underground fire was gushing out, making the sky and the earth pale in comparison.

Su Jie stood on the top of the crown of the holy Bodhi tree, with nine-colored precious light shining on him, making him look like a god who had walked into the mortal world, and he looked at Cui Lin from afar.

"The old thing is still pretty durable."

Su Jie clicked his tongue, Cui Lin was much more resilient than he had imagined, his physical strength was not to be underestimated.

"But now the battle has just begun."

The next second, a hideous smile appeared on Su Jie's lips. Behind him, a raging sea of ​​blood covered the sky and spread to the end of the horizon, turning everything he saw into a bloody world.

Beneath him, nine-colored precious light illuminated the earth. Gnarled tree roots roared like blue dragons, spreading toward the sky and plunging into the sea of ​​blood. The spreading sea of ​​blood eventually lifted up the thousand-foot-high sacred tree.

From afar, a nine-colored precious tree rooted in the sea of ​​blood exudes a majestic aura, intertwined with the ferocious power of the sea of ​​blood, looking extremely weird and terrifying.

The corners of Cui Lin's mouth twitched wildly. Even though he was well-informed, this was the first time he had seen such a scene.

The most holy and pure Bodhi tree is actually in league with the Blood Sea Demon, which makes people feel absurd.

"I, the most powerful demon in Qingzhou, will send you, old ghost, to the west today."

Su Jie's spiritual power exploded, and the sea of ​​blood that spanned the sky and the earth turned into thousands of huge waves, sweeping towards Cui Lin.

"Young man, I will remember you."

Cui Lin gnashed his teeth in hatred, but his actions were very deliberate. With only one arm left, he no longer dared to confront Su Jie head-on, but turned around and fled, even abandoning the Cui family.

Once upon a time, Cui Lin was also the peerless genius in this land at that time. He competed with various geniuses, reached the late stage of Purple Mansion, and built the Heavenly Palace.

If he were in his prime, he might still be able to burst out the desire to fight, compete with Su Jie for who is better, and decide life and death.

But ever since he had lost hope in the cave and chose to bury himself with the secret technique of the living tomb, becoming neither human nor ghost, the unstoppable Cui Lin had died, and he had lost the courage that a cultivator should have.

Cui Lin has now lived for thousands of years. The longer he lives, the more he fears death. He is more afraid of death than ordinary monks.

"Miss."

Su Jie was not surprised to see Cui Lin running away.

An antique unearthed from the ground, no one knows how long it has lived. If the opponent dares to fight to the death, how could he bury himself in the ground in such an undignified way?

People are not seeds that can take root, sprout and rejuvenate in the ground.

As Su Jie shouted, a Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared in the void in front of Cui Lin's escape, supporting the sky.

"The Netherworld Demonic Array!"

Along with a faint and cold voice, the Yellow Spring River began to meander, nine bone mountains rose from the earth one after another, a mountain of knives descended from the sky, a sea of ​​fire erupted from the earth, and tens of millions of ghosts turned into rolling waves and swarmed out.

A blood moon rose in the sky at some point. Above the blood moon, Han Ruyan sat cross-legged, with a ten thousand souls banner fluttering behind her. She stood in front of Cui Lin with an expressionless face. (End of this chapter)