Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

Gaoli Mountain.

There is an active volcano here, with a height of 2,300 meters. The ground is covered with rough volcanic ash. There is no vegetation nearby. There is smoke puffing out from the mountain pass, like a pot of boiling water.

There are hundreds of similar active volcanoes in this area.

Because it is an active volcano, the geological plate movement here is very active, and volcanic eruptions occur from time to time. This also leads to the fact that there is basically no vegetation growing here. Thick volcanic ash can be seen everywhere on the ground, as well as various strange landforms created by the flow of magma over the years.

In such an environment, not to mention humans, not even many animals can survive here.

But recently, this supposedly desolate and uninhabited area has gradually become lively with the confrontation between good and evil.

Groups of disciples from both the good and evil sides gathered here, and started a battle with the volcanoes as the boundary. The purpose of the battle was these volcanoes.

Because both the five righteous sects and the Ghost Ridge Palace have fire-attributed attack formations, occupying them and setting them up can make the formation more powerful, which is a geographical advantage.

The two sides started a brutal fight here. Because the Righteous Sect had a large number of people, more of the volcano was captured by the Righteous Sect.

The reason why a decisive battle has not yet broken out is that both sides want to seize more active volcanoes to increase their own advantages and reduce casualties.

…

boom!

At the foot of Gaoli Mountain, a figure hit hard, kicking up large amounts of dust, causing cracks on the ground. Large nearby trees were uprooted by the shock wave, and were blown dozens of meters away.

This person was clearly a secret treasure realm elder from Ghost Ridge Palace. When he landed on the ground, his head was indeed in a different place and he died here.

On the land, two groups of people chased and escaped, quickly passing through the desolate volcanic area.

There are two parties, and the one that escapes is Guiling Palace.

The pursuing party is naturally the personnel of Zhengdao Sect.

In the hands of a group of people from Ghost Ridge Palace, Ning Xinyue turned around and looked back, and saw the figure leading the chase.

It was a man with a tall figure, wearing a white-lined robe, with long black hair gently tied with a ribbon, eyes like stars, and a handsome face.

The opponent flicked his fingers like a sword, transforming into several meters long illusory sword energy, whizzing past, and constantly killing the disciples of Guiling Palace who were slow to escape into corpses. There was even an elder from the secret realm of Guiling Palace. Already died tragically in his hands.

"This fairy seedling is too cruel."

Ning Xinyue knew the identity of the other party. Wei Ji, the immortal seedling of Guanchao Pavilion, had recently shone brightly in the sect war.

Ning Xinyue was still a little skeptical about Wei Ji's rumors before, but today Ning Xinyue went out to patrol with the team as a routine, and she happened to encounter Wei Ji's attack and saw with her own eyes that the rumors were true.

A team of two hundred people, led by two Vault Realm elders, bumped into Wei Ji and was almost unable to fight back. One person has already been killed.

"A bunch of homeless dogs, run away. If you see me wagging my tail and begging for mercy like today, running away with my tail between my legs, if I'm in a good mood I might let you live."

Wei Ji stood in the air and did not chase blindly, because if he went too deep, he would be easily attacked by the Ghost Ridge Palace.

"Be bold and try my best."

Along with the roar of rage, a signal was received at Ghost Ridge Palace, and reinforcements rushed over.

The first person to appear was a dark-skinned, tall man who was also an acquaintance of Ning Xinyue, Xiao Fengyuan, the newly promoted secret realm elder in Ghost Ridge Palace.

Xiao Fengyuan's left hand is wrapped around a multi-legged horse land, a high-grade third-grade Gu insect, and his right hand holds a black spear, a medium-grade magic weapon.

Thousands of meters away, the spear in Xiao Fengyuan's hand erupted with blood and turned into a streak of red clouds, piercing towards Wei Ji's heart.

The multi-legged millipede wrapped around his left hand expanded in size and flew down towards Wei Ji.

Before he even got close, countless flesh thorns stretched out from under the body of the multi-legged millipede, like a dense forest of needles, as dense as a tide.

"Xiao Dao'er, let me show you what the Huanghuang Dao is."

Wei Ji's expression did not change at all. He grabbed the blood-colored spear with his bare hands in his left hand. He stretched out his right hand, and his palm kept getting bigger, like five huge iron pillars. With one palm, he suppressed the multi-legged road from the sky to the ground, showing a nearly 100 meters There were large and small palm prints, many legs were broken on the road, and several sections of the body were broken.

puff!

Xiao Fengyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his third-grade and third-refined Gu insect was actually killed with a palm.

"Haha, your name is Xiao Fengyuan, right? Guiling Palace's new secret realm, this is the strength of the younger generation of Guiling Palace? It's ridiculous, let Su Jie, the most capable of you guys, come to see me, you're not enough grid."

Wei Ji grabbed the blood-colored spear with both hands, but his white palms contained terrifying power, breaking Xiao Fengyuan's middle-grade magic weapon into two pieces.

"Back to you."

Making a throwing gesture, Wei Ji's right hand had a dragon-marked aura surging, and the next moment, the broken half of the spear was thrown back.

Just like a super electromagnetic gun being fired, the air created a long vacuum zone. Among the lightning and flint, Xiao Fengyuan wanted to dodge, but the speeds of the two sides were completely out of proportion. The spear pierced in front of Xiao Fengyuan like lightning.

Along with a shower of blood, Xiao Fengyuan's left shoulder was torn from the root, and blood flowed like a steady stream.

Xiao Feng had to dodge quickly, otherwise he would have been stabbed to death by a spear.

In an understatement, Xiao Feng was defeated in front of Wei Ji.

Wei Ji was far stronger than Xiao Fengyuan in terms of physical fitness, spiritual power, and martial arts, and Xiao Fengyuan was defeated in just a few moves.

"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Xiao, please stop, you are no match for him."

Ning Xinyue saw that Xiao Fengyuan wanted to fight again, so she got up and pulled Xiao Fengyuan.

This kind of battle is meaningless. The gap is too big. If you go up there, you will die in vain.

"Ha, if you know you're defeated, call your Su Jie out. I heard that he is the leader of your generation. I want to see if he lives up to his name."

Wei Ji had heard of the reputation of Su Jie's immortal seedlings, but Wei Ji had no intention of backing down. He would prove that there were differences among the immortal seedlings.

"Of course, if your people are afraid of death, you can always avoid the battle. After all, you demons always hide their heads and tails. You only dare to plot and plot to harm people, but you don't dare to confront them head-on!"

Looking at the two secret treasure realm elders from Guiling Palace in the distance who came to support them, Wei Ji continued to speak harshly, with a strong look of turning a blind eye.

At this time, reinforcements also arrived behind Wei Ji. They were a group of disciples led by Yu Wenjing, Xiao Guanglian, and Mo Shiyao.

"What kind of good people are you righteous? You drove and killed so many people as sacrifices. Let's just say that there are many people's bones buried in the magic circle under the active volcano."

Xiao Fengyuan covered the wound of his broken arm, somewhat blaming himself for his lack of strength, and could only watch Wei Ji's arrogance.

"For the great cause of exterminating demons, these sacrifices are all worth it. As long as we can once and for all solve your Guiling Palace, the demon sect that has harmed Qingzhou, we can enjoy peace for thousands of years. Sacrifice the small self to achieve the great self, and the descendants of these people will also Will be proud of them.”

Wei Ji's tone was calm. He was not a pedantic fool who only had a righteous heart.

In order to win the war, it is understandable that some people sacrificed their lives for this.

"A kind face but a dark heart."

Ning Xinyue curled her lips and commented on Wei Ji.

It's a pity that Su Jie has been missing for more than ten days. Although he kept the news secret, there are still rumors in Guiling Palace that Su Jie has been killed and fallen.

But Ning Xinyue didn't believe how that bastard Su Jie could die so easily. She always believed that Su Jie was still alive.

"If Su Jie were here, he would never be so arrogant."

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Ning Xinyue muttered, but Wei Ji heard the sound.

"I wish I could see the Su Jie you mentioned, but it's a pity that he doesn't dare to come out to see me."

Wei Ji, as an immortal of the Guanchao Pavilion, knew that Su Jie had failed in his attack on the Baichuan Overturning Formation. He must have escaped and was hiding in Guiling Palace, but he didn't dare to come out and face him directly.

Staring at Ning Xinyue, Wei Ji clenched his fist with his right hand and said with murderous intent: "But it doesn't matter. If he doesn't come out, I will kill him until he comes out and bleed him like a river. I don't believe it. When the sect was destroyed, he still captured If he is not there, then he will put his head on his neck as a memorial to the righteous people who died because of him. I, the righteous, will definitely win this war."

"Senior Brother Wei is mighty."

"We must win! We must win! We must win!"

"Kill Su Jie! Kill Su Jie! Kill Su Jie!"

The faces of all the righteous disciples were glowing red, and they shouted in unison, with a sound that shook the heaven and the earth.

Behind Wei Ji, Mo Shiyao's eyes were blurred, her heart pounding as she looked at Wei Ji's domineering words.

"This guy……"

Yu Wenjing felt unwilling to give in. Ever since Wei Ji returned to Guanchao Pavilion, he had taken away all his light and attention, and now he was even uttering harsh words in front of all the demon cultivators from the Ghost Ridge Palace.

It is obvious that after today, Wei Ji will be famous in Qingzhou again.

On the Ghost Ridge Palace side, many disciples were frightened by Wei Ji's momentum, and their faces were pale and their morale was low. Even if there were several elders holding down the formation, they still couldn't stop retreating and their fighting spirit was low.

After all, ordinary disciples don’t think too much. Regardless of whether Su Jie is really dead or unable to avoid the battle, as the recognized leader of the younger generation in Ghost Ridge Palace, facing Wei Ji, the younger generation banner bearer of the righteous sect, Calling for help but not showing up at the scene, it gives the impression that you are afraid of the other party.

"It seems like a lot of people are calling my name. Are you looking for me?"

But just when the morale of Zhengdao was rising, a voice suddenly sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire audience. This was a technique of using divine consciousness to transmit sounds. At least one had to be in the Secret Realm to be able to do it with such ease.

The ordinary disciples have not yet found the source of the sound, but the inner disciples and the elders of the secret realm subconsciously looked towards the thick clouds in the south.

In the white clouds, a huge shadow shrouded.

Cold and solid insect shells, sharp fangs and serrated teeth, hundreds of pale corpse hands hanging upside down like weeping willows, six pairs of wings setting off gusts of wind.

And above the head of this terrifying Gu worm, a figure stood there.

A young man wearing a black gown, with regular features and bright eyes stood here, looking here from a distance.

The voice just now came from his mouth.

"Sujie!!!"

"It's Elder Su who's back."

"Hey, this face actually appeared. Are you still hiding without shame?"

"It's him. We must kill him here today. We can't let this devil escape anymore."

"This demon is too cruel. Please stay away, or be careful of being killed by him."

Ning Xinyue, Xiao Fengyuan, Wei Ji, Mo Shiyao, Xiao Guanglian... After looking at the faces one by one, some were surprised, some were excited, some were hateful, and some were afraid.

It was Su Jie who appeared here. After leaving the underground space, Su Jie spent two days returning here, including the time to capture prisoners and ask for information. He inquired about the news all the way to Gaoli Mountain, and ended up bumping into such a wonderful place. scene.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede's huge body approached, and its ferocious and terrifying appearance caused the pupils of all humans who saw this middle-grade sixth-refined Gu insect for the first time to shrink involuntarily.

Most people are not immune to the innate fear of giant objects.

However, Wei Ji happened not to be among them. He looked at Su Jie's appearance with a spring-like smile on his face: "I've finally waited for you to show up, Su Jie. Although today is the first time we have met, this is about to become our... This is the last time we meet, because... I will take your head."

His body faced the void, and with every step he took, the air formed a sapphire-colored staircase, as if he was ascending his throne, rather than going to fight.

"I like your confidence and your head, so I will accept it without mercy."

The smile in Su Jie's eyes faded. He hated others showing off in front of him.

Countless people around looked at Su Jie and Wei Ji nervously, and everyone stepped aside with a tacit understanding, leaving their position open to the fight between the two immortal seedlings.

"Xiao Qian, bite him to death."

Su Jie touched the Thousand-Handed Centipede's head, and the 120-meter-long beast started to move.

The bone-white cheeks cracked open, and purple rays accompanied by a six-color storm with six pairs of wings flapping violently swept ahead.

In an instant, the sky and the earth lost color, the storm raged, and purple light shone in the sky.

Wei Ji did not dodge, but under the dumbfounded gaze of countless people, he chose to cross his arms and resist the Thousand-Handed Centipede's attack.

Rays of purple light penetrated one millimeter of Wei Ji's body surface, and his body stimulated a spiritual force field, with dragon patterns emerging.

It seemed that Wei Ji's body was submerged by the purple light rays, but the purple light rays and the six-color storm that simultaneously covered it did not completely destroy the seemingly weak spiritual force field, but only pushed Wei Ji back continuously.

Even though he was suffering from double attacks, Wei Ji's expression was still so calm and at ease, his eyes were calm and gentle. It was clear that the attack he suffered was a killing move from an outbreak of sixth-grade Gu insects.

The corner of Su Jie's mouth twitched slightly, it was the first time he saw a guy who could pretend like that.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede felt as if he had been underestimated. He rushed forward, with the momentum of Mount Tai, and opened his bloody mouth to bite Wei Ji. He plunged into the crater of Gaoli Mountain, splashing large amounts of magma, and squirted. The bubbles sank into the afternoon.

Su Jie was suspended in the air, staring at the boiling and rolling volcano below with cold eyes.

The fight between Su Jie and Wei Ji was too sudden. In just ten seconds, one person and one insect disappeared into the volcanic lava.

Seeing such a battle situation, this time it was Guiling Palace's turn to boost their morale.

On the other hand, the Zhengdao Sect looked worried.

"That guy Wei Ji can win, right?"

Xiao Guanglian swallowed his saliva. With only the tenth level of Yunling Realm, he couldn't understand who could win this battle.

"You're guaranteed to win, trust Wei Ji."

Mo Shiyao spoke immediately, her words were full of confidence, and she didn't know where her confidence came from.

"That guy Wei Ji, I have to admit that he has never lost since his debut."

Yuwen Dingding nodded. Although he had no dealings with Wei Ji, he still knew very well how strong Wei Ji was.

boom!

As if to verify their words, the crater erupted, and countless magma erupted high into the sky in the form of heavenly flowers.

Immediately afterwards, the Thousand-Handed Centipede was pushed out.

At the head of the Thousand-Armed Centipede, Wei Ji held up the Thousand-Armed Centipede's pair of huge fangs with both hands, and actually forced the Thousand-Armed Centipede back during the fight.

The contrast in this picture is too strong, like an ant overpowering an elephant with strength, and the people watching it are excited.

"Open it for me."

Wei Ji was dressed in a white robe with a hunting sound, his hair ribbons were untied, and his long hair was dancing wildly. His whole person exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world, and his powerful energy, blood and spiritual power soared into the sky like wolf smoke, like a god. As if Zhuan was coming, it shocked countless onlookers.