Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

The Thousand-Handed Centipede's huge body weighs tens of thousands of tons, not to mention its own enormous power.

But such a poisonous insect was pushed away by Wei Ji in this way, which shocked everyone around.

Sizzle!

The Thousand-Handed Centipede hissed, opened its mouth, and sprayed a cloud of death curse at Wei Ji who was close at hand.

The two sides were very close, and Wei Ji was sprayed on the head, and the terrifying aging curse spread all over his body.

"It's just a trick."

Wei Ji's face sank, and after the curse got close, his body appeared layers of dragon patterns.

These dragon patterns were blue jade in color, and the powerful curse power could not penetrate into them, so they could only flow on the surface. Often, just after a layer was eliminated, a new dragon pattern would appear in the blink of an eye.

Taking this opportunity, the Thousand-Handed Centipede got close, and countless pale corpse hands entangled, tightly wrapping Wei Ji into a ball.

Just like the death coil of a python, the coil of a thousand-handed centipede is even better, with countless corpse hands pressing and beating.

There was no joy on Su Jie's face, he just stared at the corpse hand ball that was constantly wriggling in the void. On it, Su Jie felt a unique breath, like the rising sun, and like the surging of a vast torrent.

Above the sky, the clouds rolled, and a huge blue dragon shadow hovered in the air.

Its body undulated like waves, its dragon whiskers were like swords, and it seemed to be able to cut through the wind and clouds when it swung. Its pupils were like two bright stars, revealing boundless divine power.

Su Jie raised his head and looked at the phantom of the blue dragon. The invisible dragon power spread to dozens of kilometers, as if announcing that this was the real dragon domain.

"What is the origin of this guy? Did he inherit the dragon bloodline?"

Su Jie muttered to himself, snake body, deer antlers, eagle claws, this image fits the appearance of a real dragon in Su Jie's impression.

In the Tianyuan world, dragons are extremely powerful and terrifying top spirit beasts. Their numbers are rare. Every real dragon is far stronger than the Daotai realm, but few people have ever seen a real dragon.

"A mere insect is nothing but an evil demon."

The corpse hand ball exploded, and the body of the Thousand-Handed Centipede was shaken open.

Then Wei Ji appeared again. His image had completely changed. Thick blue jade dragon scales appeared on his body, as if he was wearing a set of close-fitting scale armor, and his eyes became dragon-like vertical pupils.

Seeing Wei Ji's image, Su Jie immediately thought of a rumor in his mind.

It is said that after someone bathes in dragon blood, most people can gain physical enhancement, and only a very small number of people can inherit the blood of a real dragon and become a walking human-shaped real dragon.

It was not only Su Jie who was also surprised. The people around him, whether they were righteous or evil, thought of this rumor.

"This is the body of a real dragon."

Yuwen Jing took a breath and saw the source of Wei Ji's change. As the largest sect in Qingzhou, Guanchao Pavilion has collected a lot of information on various secrets and physiques.

"I heard from Senior Brother Wei that he once teamed up with others to go to Dongji Lake, where a real dragon with a lifespan of thousands of years lived."

Mo Shiyao narrated slowly. Obviously, Wei Ji had an adventure in Dongji Lake and obtained the physique of a real dragon.

"Now the battle really begins."

After moving his wrist, Wei Ji's body was like light, and he came to the front of the Thousand-Handed Centipede in an instant, and his fist collided with the Thousand-Handed Centipede's solid head.

Bang!

The upper body of the Thousand-Handed Centipede leaned back, and its thick tail swept over and hit Wei Ji.

Wei Ji took a few steps back, a little surprised.

"In front of my dragon power, you can still be so cruel."

Roar!

The Thousand-Handed Centipede spewed out poisonous clouds, purple rays bloomed, and the storm roared, responding to Wei Ji's words with practical actions.

Ordinary spirit beasts would tremble in front of the dragon's might, but the characteristics of the Gu worms meant that they had no fear of the enemy.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede, which had been cultivated by Su Jie step by step, was even more ferocious. Not to mention Wei Ji, even if a real dragon was in front of it, the Thousand-Handed Centipede would dare to take a bite.

Wei Ji frowned, seeing the ferocious Thousand-Handed Centipede, and then stepped forward again, choosing to engage in a brutal melee with the Thousand-Handed Centipede.

His arms had a mighty force, and his body was as indestructible as a real dragon. Every punch and kick he threw would emit thousands of radiances, like stars falling to the earth.

Roar!

The Thousand-Handed Centipede was like an ancient beast, and was stimulated by Wei Ji's fighting style to be ferocious in its bones, and also fought with Wei Ji in close combat.

The battle between the two sides shook the nearby ground, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, and huge cracks appeared on the ground.

One man and one insect fought from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the crater of Gaoli Mountain, causing the volcano to erupt prematurely, and high-temperature magma covered the entire Gaoli Mountain.

"This... is this a battle in the Secret Treasure Realm?"

Xiao Guanglian swallowed his saliva, watching the battle between the man and the insect, even the nearby terrain changed.

If he went up, he doubted that he would last more than ten seconds.

"No, the general Secret Treasure Realm can't reach this level."

Yuwen Jing shook his head bitterly, and his confidence was shaken when he saw the battle in front of him.

He himself was also in the Secret Treasure Realm, but in front of Su Jie and Wei Ji, these two monsters, he felt that his past title of genius became a joke.

Not to mention anything else, just Su Jie, a middle-grade six-refined poisonous insect, he was completely no match.

"Believe in Senior Brother Wei."

Mo Shiyao put her hands together on her chin, praying for Wei Ji in her heart.

On the battlefield, the confrontation between Wei Ji and the Thousand-Handed Centipede reached a fever pitch.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede was strengthened by Su Jie, and it had almost no weaknesses. Facing such a fierce creature, Wei Ji was able to suppress one of the Thousand-Handed Centipede.

Fortunately, the Thousand-Handed Centipede's huge body brought a very high tolerance rate.

Even if it was injured and bleeding, the Thousand-Handed Centipede could quickly recover its combat effectiveness by splitting and self-healing.

Wei Ji had rich combat experience. He injured the Thousand-Handed Centipede many times, but for the Thousand-Handed Centipede, if he couldn't kill it, it wouldn't be called an injury. In terms of consumption, the Thousand-Handed Centipede's huge body was not for show.

On the other hand, Wei Ji obviously had a time limit for entering this dragon state. After all, he was not a real dragon, but just inherited a part of the bloodline.

"What a fierce insect."

Seeing this, Wei Ji grew two forked dragon horns on his forehead, and his momentum surged again.

Visible to the naked eye, his strength and speed also surged.

In another confrontation with the Thousand-Handed Centipede, only one punch landed on the huge insect body. The body of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, the shock wave fell like a heavy bomb, breaking the insect shell and flesh, and the spreading air wave could spread hundreds of meters away.

"Is this the second stage of the BOSS?"

Su Jie witnessed this scene and always felt familiar.

When Wei Ji was about to continue to attack, suddenly a thunderbolt fell, and it landed on Wei Ji without bias.

The purple sky thunder triggered by Su Jie directly caused Wei Ji's body to stiffen.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede roared at Wei Ji on the opposite side, and took advantage of the moment when Wei Ji was stiff, and opened its bloody mouth, about to swallow Wei Ji into its stomach.

Wei Ji was calm in the face of danger, and the injuries in the Thousand-Handed Centipede's body that had just been injured and had not recovered yet, he exhaled a breath of sword energy, the sword energy was like frost, cracking the wound, making it slow down a beat.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Ji escaped from the tiger's mouth and chuckled: "Magic power, interesting, really interesting, it seems that you, the so-called fairy seedling, still have some ability."

While speaking, Wei Ji's eyes flashed, and after avoiding the attack of the Thousand-Handed Centipede by turning sideways, his body suddenly approached Su Jie.

Wei Ji originally wanted to deal with the Thousand-Handed Centipede handsomely and attack Su Jie, but after seeing that the Thousand-Handed Centipede was not easy to take down, he chose to attack Su Jie, the controller.

Based on his understanding of Gu Masters, their main body combat power is weak.

As long as Su Jie can be killed, the Thousand-Handed Centipede will not be a concern.

Seeing Wei Ji approaching like a god, Su Jie's face was not panicked at all, and he just shouted two words: "My wife."

As Wei Ji's fist approached, a red wedding dress appeared in front of Su Jie.

"What do you want to do to my husband?"

Han Ruyan stared at Wei Ji with a dead look, and a strange power permeated. Yellow paper money floated in the sky, and Wei Ji's clothes changed from a white robe to a white mourning dress.

The action of swinging his fist became stiff, and Wei Ji was inexplicably shocked: "Sixth-grade evil ghost, it's not an ordinary sixth-grade evil ghost."

"Paper money for funeral."

Han Ruyan didn't waste words, and her jade hand waved gently.

She was wearing a festive wedding dress, while Wei Ji was wearing a sad mourning dress. The two collided, and Wei Ji was alert in his heart.

Big Qiankun Palm.

Wei Ji chose to take the lead and slapped Han Ruyan with a palm. The palm kept changing, covering thousands of square meters, just like the move that killed the multi-legged millipede just now.

Han Ruyan's body passed through the giant palm silently like a phantom.

The next moment, Wei Ji's limbs began to twist violently, as if he could not control his limbs.

The paper money fell more densely from the sky. Each falling piece of paper money was branded with a simple portrait of Wei Ji, as if the paper money was burned for him.

When the paper money fell, a blood moon appeared in the sky. It was still broad daylight, but this blood moon suddenly appeared, hanging high in the sky, only more than 3,000 meters above the ground.

Han Ruyan's figure appeared on the blood moon. The huge blood moon was reflected in the depths of Wei Ji's pupils, pulling his spiritual will into it.

Wei Ji's face was covered with dense paper money, which wrapped his entire face, hands, feet and body in an instant. The paper money was burning, as if to ignite his flesh and blood. A grave appeared on the ground, with Wei Ji's tombstone engraved on it, to bury Wei Ji.

"This weird power, you female ghost..."

Wei Ji's exposed eyes suddenly became blazing, and the muscles of his whole body suddenly tensed. He took a step, and his spiritual power was highly compressed, stepping out a terrifying sonic boom cloud.

He was like an angry lion, his eyes were red and bloodshot. In order to resist the erosion of the strange power, an illusory soul emerged, which was Wei Ji's Yuanshen.

And his Yuanshen was only a head shorter than him, almost reaching the stage of great success. Su Jie's Yuanshen before entering the long river of the Great Dao was also at this level.

As soon as Wei Ji's Yuanshen was forced out, the paper money on his body turned into ashes and could no longer affect him.

"You chose the wrong target. A little bit of strange power is in vain in front of my Yuanshen."

Wei Ji's eyes were like fire. He suddenly punched again, and countless dragon scales flew in front of his eyes. He used his own dragon scales as a guide to stimulate the power of the real dragon to exorcise evil spirits.

At the same time, a ball of red flame appeared in the palm of Wei Ji's Yuanshen, attached to the dragon scales, instantly detonating the dragon scales, turning them into a hundred-meter-high flame flower, bombarding the blood moon.

Han Ruyan frowned slightly, and her body sank under the blood moon. Thousands of tiny blood moons flew out, like blood-red cherry blossoms blown away by the breeze, and collided violently with the flower of fire.

The blood moon continued to evaporate under the flames, and the evil and strange power turned into smoke and air, which was consumed in the fierce fire.

"You are not the only one with magical powers. My Burning Sky Pure Fire Magical Power will burn this ghost like you to ashes today."

Wei Ji spoke confidently, that golden flame was the magical power bred by his soul. It could not only kill the body, but also the soul.

Facing Wei Ji's cold and arrogant words, Han Ruyan held a lantern in her left hand and a dragon and phoenix mirror in her right hand.

The big word "Happy" on the lantern was turned upside down, and there was a blood line on Wei Ji's neck. The neck was torn, and the exposed trachea could be vaguely seen.

On the dragon and phoenix mirror, it began to swallow up the Burning Sky Pure Fire that covered it and swallowed it clean.

The Lantern Ghost and the Girl in the Mirror, two fifth-level ghosts, were completely unattractive in front of Wei Ji, but under Han Ruyan's personal control, they could display extraordinary power.

Wei Ji's true dragon body couldn't resist, and he was injured and bleeding for the first time.

Blue dragon-like blood gushed out, and every drop of dragon blood falling on the ground could create a two-meter-deep hole.

Click.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and thunder illuminated the sky. Along with the roar of thunder, purple sky thunder struck Wei Ji continuously.

Wei Ji tried to use the Burning Sky Pure Fire to fight, but the gap between the souls of the two sides was reflected in the power of the supernatural power. That is, Su Jie's Purple Sky Thunder penetrated and extinguished the Burning Sky Pure Fire. Among the ten thunders, it could hit Four or five times, Wei Ji's skin and flesh were torn open by the explosion, and more dragon-like blood flowed out.

Roar!

At the same time, the Thousand-Handed Centipede cooperated with Su Jie and tightly wrapped around Wei Ji. The pale corpse hands covered the ants, restricting his movements.

"Baby please turn around."

Su Jie patted the sword gourd on his waist, and two rays of light, one white and one red, came out of the mouth of the gourd, piercing the clouds and sky, crossing and slashing like flying shears of dragons, these two were the White Bone Tiansha Sword and the Red Practicing Sword. The high-grade magic weapons cooperated with each other to remove Wei Ji's head.

Immediately after, there was a jade pendant hanging on Wei Ji's waist. The figure of the woman in the mirror quietly emerged from the jade pendant and came behind Wei Ji. Her palm was semi-illusory, and she used an unpretentious black tiger move to dig out Wei Ji's heart. Ji's heart.

These killing moves almost sentenced Wei Ji to death.

But Wei Ji, this immortal seedling, is not just a person who has gained fame in vain. He is known as the number one young person in Qingzhou. He actually managed to laugh at the moment of death.

When multiple blows came, a purple jade wind umbrella lifted up from the surface of Wei Ji's body, deflected the flying sword, pushed away the thousand-handed centipede, and blew away the woman in the mirror.

"Do you really think you can kill me?"

Wei Ji's voice was calm. The dragon scales and horns of his body continued to fade away, and the spiritual light washed over his body. The originally stained white clothes became spotless, clean and pure. Three thousand black hair poured down like a waterfall, but his obsidian pupils were like a Wang Youtan is bottomless, and an invisible aura of chilling emanates from between his brows.