Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

The Thousand-Handed Centipede spread its six wings, like wings hanging from the sky, and flew through the air at high speed.

The face of an elder in the Secret Treasure Realm of the Zixia Sect suddenly changed, because the Thousand-Handed Centipede rushed towards his direction.

"Not good, the Hundred Winds Demon Suppression Tower!"

The elder of the Zixia Sect took out a top-grade magic weapon, and the magic weapon glowed with light. The exquisite and small pagoda quickly grew larger, blowing out a strong wind that could tear steel apart.

But the Thousand-Handed Centipede ignored these strong winds. Its scales were intact. It just opened its bloody mouth and bit the top-grade magic weapon to pieces, and the elder of the Zixia Sect was also bitten to pieces alive, and died with screams.

The top-grade seventh-refined Thousand-Handed Centipede is so domineering and cruel that ordinary elders in the Secret Treasure Realm can only become food when they encounter it.

The Thousand-Handed Centipede flew over at a low altitude, carrying the disciples of the Ghost Ridge Palace on its back and jumped down, stepping into the mountain gate of the Zixia Sect.

The other Zixia Sect Secret Hidden Realm elders had no time to care about rescue, because they were also targeted by terrible opponents.

The skin of a Zixia Sect elder cracked, and the blood that flowed out turned into a wedding dress, which kept tightening and crushing his bones.

Han Ruyan appeared quietly in the field and slowly retracted her sight. In front of her, the Secret Hidden Realm elders were not worth looking at.

Su Jie grabbed with one hand, and tens of thousands of pale corpse hands split and gathered, turning into a 100-meter giant hand that covered the sky and the sun. An elder of the Secret Hidden Realm tried his best but could not escape. He could only be pinched in Su Jie's palm in despair, like a small insect, and turned into minced meat.

"From today, the Zixia Sect will be removed from Qingzhou."

Su Jie's voice spread all over the field. Behind him, four Guiling Palace Secret Hidden Realm elders flew out in the air and joined the battlefield, each looking for an elder of the Zixia Sect to fight against each other.

As for Su Jie, he targeted Cao Yong, the elder who stayed behind in Zixia Sect, a cultivator of the fifth level of the Secret Hidden Realm.

Cao Yong's face was extremely pale at this time. Seeing the brutal and terrifying Su Jie and his group, he never felt that the calamity of exterminating the sect would come today.

"Disciples, the survival of the sect depends on today. We must work together to repel these bastards from the Ghost Ridge Palace."

Cao Yong roared loudly, trying to boost morale.

But in the face of absolute strength, all this was in vain.

After the elites were transferred away, the empty Zixia Sect, from the moment the mountain protection formation was broken, the ending was almost doomed.

Boom.

On the flying magic boat, the formation glowed layer by layer. As a war fortress, the flying magic boat naturally adapted to the environment of the battlefield.

With a charged attack, the dazzling light column fell to the ground and landed among the disciples of Zixia Sect.

These disciples of Zixia Sect gathered together in formation, and through the formation, they mobilized the power of the group, trying to protect themselves.

But this behavior was immediately ruthlessly attacked by the Flying Sky Boat.

When the light column fell, a huge deep pit was blasted out of the ground, and hundreds of Zixia Sect disciples who were originally here disappeared without a trace, and were directly evaporated by the light column.

The attack of the Flying Sky Boat is a great threat to the Secret Treasure Realm. The frontal charge attack is equivalent to the full-strength attack of the fifth-level strongman of the Secret Treasure Realm.

Even the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm can't compete head-on, let alone these Zixia Sect disciples.

Whether it is an inner disciple or an outer disciple, as long as they are within the attack range, they will all be wiped out.

"Haha, a few more rounds."

Zhu Changqi controlled the Flying Sky Boat and directed the Puppet Hall disciples to mobilize more magic arrays on the boat, aiming at the Zixia Sect below, and bombarding it wildly.

In a moment, the magic boat launched a full-scale offensive, outputting firepower, and various divine thunder, sky fire, strong wind and other offensive formations followed one after another, beating the Zixia sect disciples to pieces, which was a horrible sight.

The powerful power of the flying magic boat was fully demonstrated at this moment. There are still about 3,000 disciples in the entire Zixia sect.

But just one flying magic boat has already beaten them to the brink of collapse, with heavy casualties.

The flying magic boat without the containment of the secret treasure realm can be said to be fully fired. These Zixia sect disciples can only be beaten unilaterally. Without the secret treasure realm, they can't even fly, let alone deal with the flying magic boat flying at an altitude of thousands of meters.

On the other side, the thousand-handed centipede was wreaking havoc on the battlefield, and the upper-grade seven-refined poisonous insect attacked the disciples of the soul-enhancing realm. The scene was simply exaggerated.

Even without any spiritual power, the huge size of the Thousand-Handed Centipede would crush these disciples into mud. A large number of corpse hands would break away from the Thousand-Handed Centipede's body, forming a dense tide of corpse hands, drowning the struggling Zixia Sect disciples. The purple light rays continued, melting and evaporating the Zixia Sect disciples one by one.

In front of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, countless Zixia Sect disciples cried and collapsed, completely unable to withstand the dimensionality reduction attack of the Thousand-Handed Centipede.

Han Ruyan also threw out a white lantern with the word "Dian" written on it. This is the Lantern Ghost.

A terrifying scene happened. The Lantern Ghost was suspended in the air. A Zixia Sect disciple subconsciously looked up and looked at the lantern curiously.

The next second, a blood mark appeared on his neck, his eyes solidified, his body stiffened, and his head swayed away from his body and flew towards the sky.

And in this process, the human head gradually changed and turned into a big lantern. The lantern was red and looked very festive, but it was made up of human heads.

More and more human head lanterns floated into the sky, and the happy characters on the lanterns became brighter and brighter.

The disciples of Guiling Palace also rushed into battle excitedly, besieging and killing the disciples of Zixia Sect.

As the vanguard, the disciples of Guiling Palace who were selected to follow Su Jie were all capable, not the cannon fodder of the first or second level of the Soul Condensation Realm.

On the contrary, most of the disciples left behind by the Zixia Sect are cannon fodder, because the elite disciples have been transferred to the battlefield of Tianhunmen, and those left behind at the mountain gate are not much different, not to mention the old, weak, sick and disabled.

The main reason is that Zixia Sect never thought that someone would dare to be so crazy and attack the mountain gate.

"Die to me."

A disciple of the Ghost Ridge Palace used the Gu worm to kill a Zixia sect disciple into several pieces with a mantis Gu worm that was about ten feet long. Blood and internal organs were flowing everywhere.

"Senior Brother Guan."

A Zixia sect disciple became angry when he saw his friend being killed.

But before he had time to act, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and then he saw his chest burst open and his heart inside missing.

thump!

The body shook a few times, and the disciple of the Zixia Sect fell to the sky.

Behind him, a disciple of Ghost Ridge Palace with four limbs on the ground, a vague humanoid outline, and many lizard-like features on his body swung his forked tongue. His tongue was like a frog, able to stretch and twist in an instant With ease and speed as fast as lightning, he pierced the chests of several Zixia Sect disciples around him and took out their hearts.

Further away, a disciple of the Ghost Ridge Palace released a cloud of insects, and tens of thousands of Yin Fire Locusts roared out of the insect bag, devouring those disciples of the Zixia Sect who had no time to escape into a pile of bones.

"Haha, Elder Su is indeed right. The Zixia Sect is indeed empty, and those left behind are just rubbish."

The inner disciple of Guiling Palace had a bloodthirsty smile on his face. These Zixia disciples who stayed behind didn’t even have much combat experience, because most of the ones who could fight had been pulled out. Now they faced the group of subordinate demons from Guiling Palace. The demon cultivator who stood out in the cruel environment of Zong was naturally unable to compete in a fight.

Not to mention, there were also Lantern Ghosts and Thousand-Handed Centipedes wreaking havoc on the mountain gate. Wherever they passed, the sky was filled with lanterns of great joy, and every Zixia Sect disciple was trampled into a pulp.

"Senior Brother Xiao, save me."

"Quickly retreat, these demonic cultivators are not something we can defeat."

"Run away. There may be a chance of survival if you escape."

As expected, the morale of these Zixia sect disciples continues to decline, with tragic casualties, and the battle high in the sky. Now many Zixia sect elders have died, but not a single elder has died in Guiling Palace.

This also means that once the elders are defeated, their disciples will have to face the secret realm power of Ghost Ridge Palace, and the outcome will be extremely tragic.

What really determines the outcome of this battle is not the disciples below at all, but the elders. Therefore, even if they really explode, it is useless to fight off the disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace.

"Follow me and retreat to the main hall. There is a protective magic circle that can be activated there."

Xiao Guanglian shouted an order. Seeing that the situation was dire and the disciples had been beaten to the point of collapse, he quickly called on everyone to follow him and ran into the main hall of the mountain sect, which is usually used for sect meetings.

At the same time, on the Feitian Dharma Boat, the five prisoners, Yu Wenjing, Mo Shiyao, Jiang Lin, He Wenfeng, and Zhang Xinming, witnessed the tragic situation of the Zixia Sect, and they were all frightened.

"Zixia Sect, it's over."

Yu Wenjing's voice trembled slightly, he never thought that he would see a major event that wiped out the sect today.

Although the sect was not destroyed by Guanchao Pavilion, he also felt the same fate as the Zixia sect, who was also a Qingzhou righteous sect.

"Amitabha, this demon is too deeply possessed and has committed serious sins."

He Wenfeng clasped his hands together and began to recite the Sutra to Save People.

"This demon has gained momentum and will be even more difficult to deal with in the future."

Mo Shiyao's face turned ugly. The stronger Su Jie became and the more radical his methods became, the slimmer her hope of regaining freedom became.

"You demon cultivators in Qingzhou are really... extremely crazy."

Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh when she saw the Zixia Sect in flames everywhere and the disciples of the Zixia Sect who were being slaughtered.

In Jingzhou where Jiang Lin is located, she has never seen any demonic cultivator dare to attack the Zhengdao sect. On the contrary, it was the demonic cultivators who were suppressed by the Zhengdao and beat them. Even the Tianhun Gate was broken open and they moved overnight and came to Qingzhou. Take refuge.

"We in Gyeongju don't have this kind of magic cultivator either."

Zhang Xinming echoed that in most states of the Dali Dynasty, the righteous path suppressed the demonic path.

Even in Chongzhou, where the demonic path of the Dali Dynasty was the most prosperous, Su Jie's behavior was extremely explosive. He actually turned against Tiangang and destroyed the righteous sect.

Su Jie didn't care what others thought of him. At this time, Su Jie was holding Cao Yong's head in his left hand and walking towards the main hall of Zixia Sect step by step.

On Cao Yong's head, his eyes were wide open, with a look of death.

The great elder of the Zixia Sect, who was on the fifth level of the Secret Realm, was killed by Su Jie within a few rounds of the fight, and his soul was absorbed by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and turned into nutrients.

Su Jie walked forward, flanked by Zixia Sect and Guiling Palace disciples who were fighting fiercely on both sides. The sounds of fighting and killing resounded through the mountain gate.

The battle to exterminate the sect here is coming to an end, and Su Jie's advantage is too great.

Although the Zixia sect has three times as many men as Su Jie, there is a huge gap in high-end combat power.

I don’t know how many disciples a Vault Realm elder can stand up to, let alone existences like Han Ruyan, Thousand-Handed Centipede, and Flying Dharma Ark, who are even more ferocious than the Vault Realm elders.

Su Jie walked step by step to the main hall of Zixia Sect, where more than 300 Zixia Sect disciples headed by Xiao Guanglian were hiding.

This main hall is where the Zixia Sect usually holds sect meetings, and the protection and isolation are very strict. Xiao Guanglian happened to know that the formation here activated the key, and opened the isolation and protection formation in the main hall.

Su Jie looked at the light curtain of the formation rising in the main hall and slowly opened his mouth: "Thunder is coming."

Crack!

The purple sky thunders surged from the void and fiercely struck the defense of the main hall, causing it to tremble and shake. It also made the Zixia Sect monks hiding in the main hall extremely desperate. They could only watch the cracks in the isolation formation grow bigger and bigger until it completely dissipated with a bang.

The strength of the purple sky thunder is linked to the Yuanshen. Su Jie's Yuanshen is on the road to Yang Shen. Therefore, as a magical power, the purple sky thunder is also constantly increasing its power. These formations in the main hall are not mountain protection formations, and it is impossible to stop Su Jie from entering.

Bang!

That is, at the moment when the defense of the main hall was opened, Cao Yong's head was thrown into the main hall by Su Jie, giving a welcome gift to the Zixia Sect disciples hiding here, but they might not like it. .

"You evil demon, my grandfather will not let you go, especially you, Su the demon."

Xiao Guanglian roared loudly. He looked at Su Jie who was approaching. His hands and feet were cold, and cold sweat was pouring down his face. He was somewhat hysterical because he knew he could not escape.

"Your grandfather will not let me go? I hope he can come to me and reunite your family at that time."

Su Jie laughed and didn't care at all. This was just the dying struggle of the weak.

As soon as the voice fell, countless pale corpse hands swarmed out from Su Jie's trouser legs and sleeves. Soon there were screams in the main hall, and the disciples of Zixia Sect were crushed by the corpse hands.

Xiao Guanglian still wanted to struggle. He fled out of the main hall, but just as he walked out of the door, his waist suddenly split into two, and the two parts of his body fell to the ground, howling in pain.

But before he screamed for a few seconds, his head exploded with a bang.

Su Jie retracted his foot as if nothing had happened, and used the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to automatically absorb the souls that had left the body and refine the ghosts.

Su Jie raised his head and looked around. The battle of Zixia Sect was basically over. The disciples of Zixia Sect were slaughtered. It was not that they did not want to run, but they could not escape from Han Ruyan and Qianshou Centipede.

The four elders of the Secret Treasure Realm of Guiling Palace also solved their opponents with the help of Feitian Fazhou and killed four elders of Zixia Sect.

At this point, the entire Zixia Sect fell into Su Jie's hands.

"Clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils."

Su Jie's voice drifted away, and he walked towards the treasure house of Zixia Sect.

Behind him, the disciples of Guiling Palace howled excitedly and began to snatch everything they liked, wreaking havoc on this righteous sect with a nearly thousand-year heritage.