Chapter 343: Killing (Fourth update, 12,000 words, please vote for me!)
"Two secret realms, you are so cruel!"
Zou Minzun's left foot was frozen and stuck to the ground. Without any hesitation, he cut off his left leg and continued running. His face was shocked and angry. He didn't expect Su Jie to have helpers lying in wait.
His vitality is indeed very tenacious, which is also a common characteristic of demon cultivators.
"How to say."
Ning Xinyue tilted her head and looked at Su Jie.
"What else can I say? To deal with this kind of devil, there is no need to argue with him about moral principles. Let's all do it together!!!"
Su Jie flew over on a thousand-handed centipede, and his voice spread out.
Ning Xinyue was speechless, looking at Su Jie who was riding a thousand-handed Gu worm, with a fierce ghost lingering behind him, a cloud of insects above his head covering the sky, a bone sword in his left hand, and a soul summoning flag in his right hand. She couldn't restrain her desire to complain and said: "Should this bastard... You may have forgotten that you are also a demon cultivator. You are obviously more of a demon than Zou Minzun.”
Complaints are complaints, Ning Xinyue did not slow down at all, and quickly stopped Zou Minzun who turned to escape.
Zou Minzun was already at the end of his rope at this time. Faced with the pursuit and interception of the two secret realms, he, a half-disabled man on the second floor of the secret realm who had only one cultivation level, could only be beaten back. The Nine Sons Ghost Mother was beaten back. Killed, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was wiped out and crumbling.
"If you kill me, aren't you afraid that things will be exposed and the union between Guiling Palace and my Tianhun Sect will fail?"
While Zou Minzun was running away, he wanted to exchange words for a glimmer of life.
"Dead people don't speak. If you want to blame the Heavenly Soul Sect afterwards, they will only blame those righteous monks. It just so happens that in the next war, the Tianhun Sect will avenge you and make more efforts to kill the righteous monks. This is exactly the same as me Mind.”
Su Jie was completely unmoved. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand.
Boom!
Another thunder from the purple sky struck from a long distance away. The thigh-thick thunder blasted Zou Minzun from the sky to the ground, leaving a large crater five or six meters deep, with Zou Minzun in the middle of which was smoking. Min Zun.
Zou Minzun wanted to escape underground, but Ning Xinyue was directly covered by the cold current, which not only froze the ground solidly, making it difficult to dig with weapons and guns, but also froze his whole body.
"I can't die, how could I die here, in the hands of you two juniors."
Roaring crazily, Zou Minzun jumped up with all his strength. The others struggled to escape from the ice, but the surface skin was stuck in the ice.
He jumped like this, and what jumped out was a bloody man with exposed flesh and fascia. Just like a skinned live pig, the skin was left intact underneath.
"Huh, what's wrong, junior? When I was as old as you, if I were still in the secret realm, I wouldn't have the shame to go out and meet people."
Ning Xinyue threw out the Diamond Diamond, smashing Zou Minzun's skull into pieces, and his left eye was squeezed out of its socket.
"Ah ah ah ah! What a cruel girl, I want to kill you, kill you ah ah ah ah!!!"
Zou Minzun was like a dying beast, his only single eye flashing with brutal ferocity.
"Scare me, I think you are ugly and I am afraid of you!"
Ning Xinyue grunted, and the cold current in Xuanyin's body suddenly broke out, freezing Zou Minzun to the ground.
The next moment, Su Jie drove down the Thousand-Handed Centipede, which was eighty meters long and weighed an unknown number of tons. It trampled Zou Minzun into a pulp, and a deep pit appeared on the ground.
At this time, no matter how tenacious Zou Minzun's vitality was, it was difficult to continue to escape.
"I want you dead."
With an angry roar, a translucent ball of light flew out from the ground. It was the broken soul of Zou Minzun.
His soul has grown hands, feet, and limbs, and a mouth, nose, and ears have appeared on his face. Only the most difficult eyes have not been enlightened, and they are still not considered souls. Moreover, the soul is full of pits. In the previous battle, Su Jie mixed the power of the soul with the soul. The attack left the spirit in ruins.
However, this soul approaching the soul gave Zou Minzun the power to launch the final blow.
He had a clear goal and came straight to Su Jie. He wanted to use his soul to rush into Su Jie's brain, and he would drag Su Jie into the water even if he died.
Even if Su Jie has the soul, the head is the most vulnerable part of a person. If he rushes in and stirs up the situation, even if he cannot kill Su Jie, it will not make Su Jie feel better.
"Useless struggle." Su Jie watched quietly as Zou Minzun's soul rushed towards him.
As he approached, an arc-shaped light film appeared in front of Su Jie, blocking Zou Minzun's remnant soul from making any progress.
Zou Minzun could hardly believe it. He saw a golden lotus flower appear in Su Jie's hand. Three emerald green lotus leaves were swaying, and sprinkled with starlight, easily blocking his death blow.
"Nine-ninth grade holy lotus, an innate spiritual creature, hahaha, I didn't lose unfairly, I didn't lose unfairly!"
Zou Minzun was desperate. He laughed miserably. Even the humble thought of getting Su Jie injured would never be possible.
"In your next life, give birth to a good child. Stop being a demon cultivator. You are not this material."
Thunder from the sky burst out from Su Jie's palm, turning into a spherical lightning that enveloped Zou Minzun's remaining soul. Amid his miserable howl, it was completely annihilated and evaporated, disappearing between heaven and earth.
Since then, Zou Minzun, the elder of the Tianhun Sect who once put tremendous pressure on Su Jie in Dongsheng City, fell into the hands of Su Jie today.
"It's done and call it a day."
Ning Xinyue picked up the storage bag on the ground, jumped next to Su Jie happily, shared the joy of victory with Su Jie, and took out everything in the storage bag.
Su Jie first accepted Zou Minzun's Ten Thousand Souls Flag. After Zou Minzun's death, the Ten Thousand Souls Flag became ownerless.
Su Jie only needs to eliminate the mark left by Zou Minzun, and then he can take the remaining ghosts as his own and incorporate them into his Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
"A lot of money, Su Jie, we will give it to you."
Ning Xinyue jumped up happily and wanted to put her arms around Su Jie's neck, but suddenly felt a chill on her back.
Turning her head, she saw Han Ruyan, the wedding ghost, not far away. Ning Xinyue's dead, empty eyes made Ning Xinyue decisively give up on this move.
"The total of these things must be 200,000 spirit stones, right? He is indeed a senior elder of Tianhun Sect, but he is different from those poor people who have just been promoted to the secret realm."
Su Jie looked at the ground. There were rows of bottles and jars containing elixirs. Spiritual materials and spiritual stones were piled up like a hill, five or six meters high. There were also some magic weapons and talismans, but they were relatively low-level and in the secret realm. He was not needed in the battle, so it was probably Zou Minzun who kept him here to reward his disciples, but in the end, all of them were given to Su Jie at a discount.
"It's agreed that one person is half of it."
Su Jie gave half of it to Ning Xinyue, which surprised Ning Xinyue.
"What are you doing? You don't want it!"
Su Jie raised his eyebrows and looked back at Ning Xinyue.
"I thought you wanted to eat and occupy more."
Ning Xinyue stuck out her tongue and hugged her trophy happily.
Although it is true that she is a rich woman, who would dislike having more money.
"I am very particular about my own people."
Su Jie smiled. If he cheated Ning Xinyue too many times, it would not be so easy to use Ning Xinyue as a free labor force in the future.
After patting the Thousand-Handed Centipede, Su Jie stretched his waist and said, "Let's go home."
"Okay."
Ning Xinyue also jumped up and counted her harvests one by one on the back of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, looking like a little money fan.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede soared into the sky, and rays of purple light bombarded the surrounding land one after another, erasing and destroying all traces of the battle.
Su Jie used his soul to scan and check again, and after confirming that it was correct, he took Ning Xinyue back to Ghost Ridge Palace.
(End of chapter)