Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Chapter 794: Even if you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner

After everything was over, all the foreign monks who dared to attack Su Jie were killed, with only one survivor, Jiang Shuling.

"These idiots, luckily I didn't get in."

Jiang Shuling’s face turned pale and his heart was filled with fear.

If he had followed the crowd just now, he would definitely be a corpse by now. No, there might not even be a corpse left, as he would have been blasted into ashes by the Chaos Dharma Image.

Now, almost all the foreign cultivators who entered the Purple Mansion Realm of the Dali Dynasty have been wiped out, which makes Jiang Shuling feel afraid.

With Su Jie here, the new dynasty in the future will most likely fall on Su Jie's head, and he no longer has any chance of competing.

Su Jie looked at Ning Yunying's Taotie statue. Such a huge statue, shouldn't I say, is she worthy of being the Holy Maiden of Wanjie Holy Land?
At this time, two Dharma images stood across the sky, Su Jie's Chaos Dharma image and Ning Yunying's Taotie Dharma image facing each other.

Li Daozhong witnessed this scene, saw the tragic deaths of many foreign monks, and felt a chill in his heart at Su Jie's terrifying fighting power.

"The Chaos Dharmakāya, the Taotie Dharmakāya, even if they are the four great beasts, the Dharmakāya of these two is too extreme."

Wei Yushuang bit her lip. The royal family had the inheritance left by Emperor Tianwu and knew more information.

The Dharmakāya is based on the template of the chaotic creatures of the Great Dao, but the chaotic creatures of the Great Dao also have different strengths.

Among them, Hun Dun, Taotie, Qiongqi and Taowu, these four great chaotic creatures are called the four evil beasts. The fact that they were recorded by Emperor Tianwu is enough to prove how terrifying these four evil beasts are.

But even so, the strength of the Dharma images of both Su Jie and Ning Yunying has far exceeded the standard.

Especially the great power displayed by the Chaos Dharmakāya just now. The ultimate destructive power destroyed all the enemy's defenses. Every time a column of divine light bloomed, it could take away a foreign monk.

In Wei Yushuang's opinion, this has far exceeded the scope of a normal Purple Mansion cultivator.

"He's gotten stronger."

There was a hint of strangeness in Qin Yushang's beautiful eyes. She had been planning to take action just now, although she knew that she might not be able to achieve any effect.

However, Su Jie's fighting ability is more than ten times stronger than expected. Qin Yushang had witnessed Su Jie's fighting last time when he followed Su Jie to destroy Tantric Buddhism.

Although Su Jie's strength at that time was already exaggerated enough, it was still barely within her cognition and understanding.

Now, after not seeing each other for several years, Su Jie’s strength was no longer understandable to her. He defeated ten foreign monks at once, how exaggerated.

You have to know that these are not just any random cats and dogs. The foreign cultivators who can appear in the Cang Gu Continent are all very powerful, otherwise they would not dare to come to the Cang Gu Continent to compete for the luck of heaven and seek opportunities to break through the void.

However, even such a group of powerful foreign monks were wiped out by Su Jie like chopping melons and vegetables. The combat effectiveness of the two sides was completely not on the same level.

Su Jie didn't care what outsiders thought. After the battle, he dispersed his chaotic form and began to pack up the spoils, picking up the storage bags and various treasures of those foreign monks.

Gradually, the smile on Su Jie's face became more and more satisfied.

These foreign monks are all masters of the Purple Mansion level, and their wealth is also extraordinary. Su Jie made a fortune, and he has a plan for building a new wonder of the Heavenly Dao.

"Su Jie, you can't get your hands on these ten thousand dragon beads."

When Su Jie walked to the place where the last foreign monk fell, and was only a hundred meters away from the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl, Li Daozhong could no longer hold back and speak.

He thought Su Jie was going to snatch the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

If the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls were taken away by Su Jie, he would lose a lot of points with Meng Lei Ze.

Su Jie stopped and looked back at Li Daozhong.

"I almost forgot that you guys need to be cleaned up."

Su Jie turned around and paused, then walked towards Li Dao Zong and several other powerful Purple Mansion masters from aristocratic families.

In an instant, Li Dao Zong's whole body froze, and the faces of the Purple Mansion powerhouses from the other families inevitably showed unconcealable fear.

The scene of Su Jie slaughtering those foreign Purple Mansion monks was still vivid in their minds. Now that they had to face Su Jie, the only way out was to be slaughtered.

"Sect Master Su, we are from Jiuxiao Holy Land. Even if you establish a new dynasty and become the Emperor Dongxu, you will still need to obey the orders of Jiuxiao Holy Land. I advise you not to make mistakes."

Li Daozhong quickly moved out of the backstage and stepped back step by step.

Hearing this, Su Jie raised his eyebrows.

This is the second time I’ve heard of the Jiuxiao Holy Land since Ning Yunying just now. Even these aristocratic families have been conquered. The Jiuxiao Holy Land’s reach is really long enough!

Seeing Su Jie stop, Li Daozhong thought that it was the reputation of Jiuxiao Holy Land that worked, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

No matter how strong Su Jie is, in front of a behemoth like the Jiuxiao Holy Land, he is just a stronger ant.

"Sect Master Su, I'll tell you the truth. The Holy Son of Jiuxiao Holy Land is about to arrive. If you offer the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls to join Jiuxiao Holy Land, with the help of our family,

With your strength and talent, it will be easy for you to create a new dynasty and become the Great Emperor Dongxu. This is an opportunity that others only dream of, so you must think it through."

Li Daozhong had a gentle smile on his face, as if everything was under control.

Unfortunately, if his words of persuasion were used by other Purple Mansion cultivators, they might immediately agree and choose to submit to the Jiuxiao Holy Land.

After all, the opportunity to become the Great Emperor Dongxu is extremely rare, and it is not shameful to submit to the holy land.

However, Li Daozhong chose the wrong target. Even if there was no Cang Gu Continent, Su Jie himself had the basic foundation of Blue Star. With time, he would be able to refine the moon and achieve Dongxu. In the future, he would be able to refine Blue Star as well, but it would take a lot of time. Obtaining the luck of heaven in the Tianyuan world could speed up this progress.

The so-called Dongxu was just something that was within Su Jie's reach.

What's more, Su Jie never thought that any holy land was so great.

He rose all the way from a small outer disciple and was about to reach the pinnacle of Dongxu, relying on his extraordinary talent, amazing wisdom, and a little help from the Kunlun Mirror.

As a genius, Su Jie has his own goals. The Dali Dynasty and even the entire Canggu Continent are regarded as forbidden delicacies by Su Jie. How could he choose to hand them over to the Jiuxiao Holy Land?

"Are you finished?"

Su Jie's expression remained calm. He slowly raised his arm and clenched his fingers.

The faces of Li Daozhong and his companions suddenly changed. They felt a surge of murderous aura in front of them, and spiritual power was sweeping in like a tsunami.

"If you're done, then go die."

As soon as Su Jie finished speaking, he punched out.

The earth trembled, and the clouds in the sky were scattered, forming a brilliant fist print that was completely golden.

A Purple Mansion cultivator from an aristocratic family screamed as he was hit by the fist. All his defensive measures became useless and his upper body was eventually blown to pieces by the force of the fist. Blood splattered everywhere and only his two legs remained stiff in place.

"Su Jie, you lunatic, the Jiuxiao Holy Land will return to the Canggu Continent in the future. We are under the jurisdiction of the Jiuxiao Holy Land. Do you know what you are doing?"

Li Daozhong turned pale and screamed hysterically.

Su Jie’s madness was beyond his imagination. Is there anyone in this world who is not afraid of the Jiuxiao Holy Land? Does he, Su Jie, think he is the Great Emperor Tianwu?
"Stop talking nonsense. Even if the Saint Son you mentioned came, I will kill him without hesitation. You are a bunch of vampires clinging to the dynasty. Your only role is to provide wealth for me."

Su Jie sneered, and like a phantom, he instantly rushed in front of the monks from the aristocratic family.

Bang!
Just as a Purple Mansion monk from an aristocratic family was about to flee, Su Jie descended from the sky and crushed him into the dust. The earth was rolling like dragons and snakes, forming a spectacular basin on the spot. As for the Purple Mansion monk, he had been crushed into a pool of meat by Su Jie.

"I'll fight you."

Another Purple Mansion cultivator from an aristocratic family saw that Su Jie was unwilling to let them go and blocked his way. He immediately looked crazy and was ready to fight to the death.

boom!
But the next moment, the monk let out a shrill scream.

However, countless pale corpse hands emerged from the ground, forming an endless sea of ​​corpse hands.

The Purple Mansion cultivators who fell into it tried their best, but they were simply unable to destroy them all. The number of pale corpse hands that were destroyed was less than the number of new ones that emerged from the ground.

In the end, the entire body of this Purple Mansion monk was covered by pale corpse hands, wrapping him into a giant ball of flesh. Sharp teeth grew from the palms of the pale corpse hands, gnawing at his entire body.

Amidst its desperate howls, the sea of ​​pale corpse hands continued to surge, and as time passed, the cries became weaker and weaker after a while.

Finally, when the pale corpse hands disappeared, only a pile of bones remained.

Another aristocratic Purple Mansion cultivator ran towards Wei Yushuang, shouting, "Your Highness, Princess, please save me, please save me. We, the Lu family of Fengzhou, are willing to be loyal to the Dali Dynasty forever..."

But he didn't think about the fact that Su Jie didn't even take the Dali Dynasty seriously. His request for help from Wei Yushuang was doomed to be in vain.

When this Purple Mansion cultivator ran in front of Wei Yushuang, he felt a sudden pain in his heart. A bloody hand pierced through his left chest, grabbing his heart and sticking out of his chest.

Ho ho!

The pupils of this Purple Mansion cultivator from an aristocratic family shrank, his eyes were filled with despair, and he stretched out his hand towards Wei Yushuang.

Su Jie, who appeared behind him, moved without hesitation and suddenly clasped his five fingers together.

When the heart was crushed by Su Jie, blood splattered onto Wei Yushuang's armor in front of him, leaving spots of blood, like a blood-stained thorny rose.

"You guy..."

Wei Yushuang glared at Su Jie fiercely. She felt that Su Jie did it on purpose.

"It seems that Her Royal Highness Princess is sensible enough not to shield the criminal."

Su Jie smiled and patted Wei Yushuang's shoulder, and wiped the blood on his hand onto Wei Yushuang's shoulder, which made Wei Yushuang's face even darker.

After doing all this, Su Jie turned around and walked towards the direction of the last Purple Mansion cultivator from aristocratic family, Li Daozhong.

At this moment, Li Daozhong felt weak all over. When he saw Su Jie coming, he even forgot to run away. Perhaps he knew that it was useless to run away in front of Su Jie.

"Lord Saint will not let you go."

Li Daozhong's lips trembled and he began to regret in his heart. If he had known that Su Jie was so crazy, he should have run away long ago.

"Where is the Holy Son you mentioned? Hurry up and ask him to come out and save you."

Su Jie was like a villain in a movie, with a mocking look on his face. He kicked his left foot and directly broke Li Daozhong's legs. His legs were twisted and fractured into strange arcs, and he fell to the ground.

Su Jie lowered his head and stepped on Li Daozhong's left hand again, crushing it with his foot. Suddenly, it became a bloody mess, and Li Daozhong screamed in pain.

"It seems that you are not taken seriously in Jiuxiao Holy Land! You old dog is clinging to Jiuxiao Holy Land, but others don't take you seriously."

Su Jie slowly raised his foot again and crushed Li Daozhong's remaining right hand into mud.

Ah ah ah ah ah!
Li Daozhong's screams could be heard far away in the night. He cried bitterly and squirmed away from Su Jie, making a final struggle, as if this would save his life.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that I overestimated you. Since your Lord Saint Son has not appeared and cannot be lured out, I can only send you on your way."

Before he finished speaking, Su Jie had already slapped Li Dao Zong with his right hand, and a huge handprint formed by spiritual power flew into the air.

"stop."

As if sensing Su Jie's call, a cold snort suddenly came from the sky, followed by a bolt of lightning and thunder that descended and landed right in front of Li Daozhong.

Rumble!
It was a figure, with dazzling electric light surrounding him. He swung his fist violently, colliding with the spiritual power handprint.

A violent shock wave burst out, and Li Daozhong was thrown out like a broken sack, with his internal organs displaced and blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

But Li Daozhong did not show any of the despair he had shown before, instead his eyes brightened.

"Sir, you are finally here."

The falling figure was none other than Meng Lei Ze, the Holy Son of Jiuxiao Holy Land. Li Daozhong would never forget this aura.

When his fists and palms collided, Meng Lei Ze's whole body was filled with thunder, and streaks of lightning splashed and even fell on Su Jie who was not far away.

When all the shock waves and smoke dissipated, the man stood with his hands behind his back, his body as steady as a thousand-year-old pine tree, exuding the demeanor of a superior person.

Su Jie looked down at the lightning wrapped around his arm, shook his arm to extinguish the thunder, then raised his head again and looked at the man in front of him who was shining with lightning.

This man has long frosty hair, sword-like eyebrows and cold eyes, and a cold temperament. He is like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, or like violent thunder, giving people a feeling of strength and dominance.

"Are you the Holy Son of Jiuxiao Holy Land?"

Although Su Jie was asking questions, he had actually confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.

Meng Lei Ze did not reply, but just glanced at Su Jie calmly, and then looked at Ning Yunying in the distance.

It seems that compared to Su Jie, Ning Yunying is more worthy of his attention.

"Why are you here?"

Meng Lei Ze spoke up and said that the appearance of Ning Yunying caused him to make mistakes in his fight for the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls.

"none of your business."

Ning Yunying's answer was also very simple and straightforward. They were all from holy lands. As the saint son and saint daughter of the five holy lands of this generation, she, who practiced the "Ten Thousand Tribulations Nirvana Technique", was the strongest among the younger generation.

Meng Lei Ze was disappointed and turned his attention back to Su Jie.

"Sir Saint, this is the Ghost Ridge Palace Blood Demon Ancestor Su Jie. In order to snatch the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls, he killed many foreign cultivators and our family's strong men. He also belittled the Nine Heavens Holy Land many times and did not take you seriously at all. You have to make the decision for me!"

Li Daozhong cried out to the sky, and Meng Lei Ze's arrival gave him hope of revenge.

Meng Lei Ze put his hands behind his back, his eyes like lightning, and looked at Su Jie with a defiant look, with an indomitable arrogance: "Su Jie, right? Although Li Daozhong is just a dog I raised, you still have to look at the owner when beating a dog. Now there are two paths for you to choose, either be my dog ​​like him, or die!"

These words were spoken with unquestionable arrogance and strength. The entire Cang Gu Continent was the nursery of the Jiuxiao Holy Land. What was a mere demon cultivator to Meng Leize?

Hearing this, Su Jie laughed. He didn't know how long it had been since someone acted so pretentiously in front of him.

"Haha, you have to look at the owner when beating a dog, idiot. When the owner comes, we will beat him together. This is my answer to you."

Amidst his wild laughter, Su Jie's eyes were ice-cold. The muscles in his arm swelled and he suddenly punched out, hitting Meng Lei Ze on the head.

(End of this chapter)