Chapter 388 Double Secret Treasure (First Update)
Relying on the flying convenience of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, Su Jie attacked three camps: Yiliu, Dingsan, and Dingba in just one night.
The number of people in these camps varies, ranging from only about a hundred people to as many as two hundred people.
However, in front of Su Jie, there is no difference whether there are one hundred or two hundred Yunling realm disciples.
Su Jie's solution was also very simple and crude. First, he bombed from a high position with the Thousand-Handed Centipede, knocking the people in the camp off their feet, and then asked the disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace to go up and clean up the mess.
Through this method, Su Jie's attack process was extremely smooth.
At dawn, the outline of the sun appeared on the horizon, and Su Jie arrived at the last target camp, Ding Twelve Camp.
"Why is this camp so big?"
In the sky, Su Jie found that the scale of Ding Twelve Camp was very strange. It was several times larger than the previous camps.
Just when Su Jie was still thinking about whether to take action, he didn't expect a loud shout from below.
"He Fang Mo cultivator dares to take the initiative to come to your door and seek death."
Following this roar, two figures quickly rose into the air from the ground.
Su Jie narrowed his eyes, knowing that he had met the elders of the secret realm, and there were two of them.
Flying into the sky were two middle-aged men, one of whom was short in stature, wearing a large Taoist robe, and his eyes were extremely threatening.
A man was tall and tall, carrying a long blue sword on his back. His long hair was fluttering in the wind, and when the hair was fluttering, there was a fine fragment of sword energy.
"There are still two secret realms."
"It's over. How come there are two secret realms appearing here at the same time."
The disciple of Ghost Ridge Palace riding on the back of Thousand-Hand Centipede looked frightened and looked like he was about to collapse in disaster.
Although Su Jie is also in the secret realm, in the eyes of these Yunling realm disciples, Su Jie is at a huge disadvantage in a two-on-one fight.
"Tu Sujie, the corpse-hand man, it turns out it's you, and you've actually been promoted to the secret realm."
The short elder of the Secret Realm is named Zhang Xin, and he is an elder of the Zixia Sect.
After seeing Su Jie's face, he immediately recognized Su Jie's identity.
"Oh, we are really lucky today. It turns out that this little devil kid just gave Elder Zhuang Liangru an explanation."
The elder of the Secret Realm with the blue sword on his back laughed heartily. His name was Bian Yannan, the elder of Guanchao Pavilion.
Guanchao Pavilion and Su Jie are old enemies. Du Shaochang, the Yuyang True Form that Su Jie killed, was the favorite disciple of Zhuang Liangru, the Supreme Elder of Guanchao Pavilion.
For this reason, this Supreme Elder of the Taoist Realm specially issued a wanted order of 100,000 spirit stones for Su Jie.
From Bian Yannan's point of view, if he could defeat Su Jie, the spiritual stone reward he would receive would only be mediocre, but if he could be handed over to Zhuang Liangru, a Taoist realm elder, it would be of great value.
"I actually met two elders directly."
The corner of Su Jie's mouth raised slightly, and he glanced at the disturbed camp on the ground, where hundreds of righteous disciples ran out.
But being unable to fly, they obviously couldn't help and couldn't participate in the battle between the secret realms.
"Su Jie, today is your day of death. You have killed so many disciples of my sect, so you should put your head on your neck as a memorial."
Every time Bian Yannan said a word, the blue flying sword behind his back would be drawn out an inch.
"Tian Hai Gang Sword, go!"
When the flying sword was completely away from his back, Bian Yannan waved his fingers together, and the sword body bloomed with a dazzling azure color. The sound of surging waves spread through the void. The sword force squeezed the air, stirred up the spiritual power, and swept through the wind and clouds.
This is actually a flying sword at the level of a high-grade magic weapon. Newly promoted elders usually cannot afford high-grade magic weapons. Bian Yannan at least does not belong to this level.
"Baby, please turn around!"
Su Jie patted the sword gourd on his waist, and a white light came out of the gourd's mouth.
The White Bone Tiansha Sword penetrated the clouds and pierced the air, and faced each other tit for tat with the Tianhai Gang Sword. As they collided and entangled with each other, the trembling sonic boom of the swords spread in all directions, and the sky was filled with two lights and shadows, one blue and one white, intersecting.
Those Yunling Realm disciples couldn't see clearly the movements of the flying swords. They could only hear bursts of sonic booms, the shock wave set off level 12 strong winds, and the tearing and disintegrating sword energy made their cheeks hurt.
"Well, a top-grade magic weapon."
Bian Yannan was stunned for a moment. The appearance of the White Bone Heavenly Evil Sword surprised him, and then his eyes lit up.
"Unexpectedly, there is an unexpected gain, and I can get an extra flying sword trophy of a high-grade magic weapon."
The smile on Bian Yannan's face became even brighter, because the flying sword is the most powerful magical weapon for attacking. The price of a high-grade flying sword is at least 100,000 spirit stones. Adding in the value of Su Jie's head, in Bian Yannan It seems that I am going to become rich today.
Zhang Xin is ready to make a move, and he also wants a piece of the pie. You know, he doesn't even have a high-grade magic weapon now, because he only has a first-level cultivation in the Secret Realm, and his background is a bit lacking.
"Elder Zhang can just watch the battle and plunder the formation. This devil has a deep grudge against me and Guanchao Pavilion. It's up to me to solve it."
However, Bian Yannan seemed to see what he was thinking and immediately refused Zhang Xin's help.
Zhang Xin's face turned dark. Bian Yannan clearly wanted to keep it for himself. Fortunately, after the war, he was able to get Su Jie's biggest trophy.
"This man can make a name for himself, Elder Bian, don't be careless."
Zhang Xin suppressed his anger. After all, Guanchao Pavilion was the number one sect in Qingzhou, and Bian Yannan's cultivation level was also a head above him. He did not dare to show his dissatisfaction openly, but secretly reminded that he wanted to intervene in the battle.
"Elder Zhang, if I can't deal with a newly promoted demon cultivator, then I will have lived so many years in vain."
Bian Yannan smiled confidently and looked at Su Jie like a fat sheep.
In Bian Yannan's view, Su Jie's cultivation at the second level of the Secret Realm is certain to defeat him. The opponent may have just been promoted and has not even reached the first level of the Secret Realm. He only has the realm of the Secret Realm and does not even have a body. God has not yet been refined.
As long as he moves quickly, he can take advantage of Su Jie and hand it over to Zhuang Liangru for reward. He doesn't want to share the benefits with Zhang Xin at all.
"You guys are going a little too far!"
Su Jie was distracted in controlling the White Bone Heavenly Evil Sword and heard the conversation between Bian Yannan and Zhang Xin. It seemed that he had not been outside since the secret realm. No one knew about the person he killed, Zou Minzun, and no one knew his true combat power. .
But this is just right, so you don't have to worry about the two of them escaping first. It would be a bit difficult to chase them.
"Hmph, Demon Cultivator, obediently punish me, the sea will be overwhelming!"
Bian Yannan pinched the magic formula, and the "Canglang Method" scripture of Guanchao Pavilion circulated and blessed the Tianhai Gang Sword.
This Tianhai Gang Sword was specially refined in order to cooperate with the Canglang Technique to increase the power of the flying sword to a higher level. The clouds in the sky seemed to have turned into a blue sea, the layers of clouds and mist were sparkling, and the Tianhai Gang Sword was submerged in the clouds and mist.
The next moment, thousands of flying swords dived from the clouds and sea curtains, forming a blue dragon with sword light. It opened its teeth and claws, roared in the void, tore through the clouds and headed straight for Su Jie.
"Xiaoqian!"
Su Jie looked grim and shouted.
In terms of flying sword fighting, Su Jie is still a bit inferior. Ghost Ridge Palace does not focus on flying swords, and the middle-grade sword-raising gourd has limited blessings for the White Bones Sword.
Unless Su Jie is willing to use his own soul, attach his soul to the White Bone Tiansha Sword, and control the sword with his soul, he can suppress the opponent.
But there was still Zhang Xin at the scene, and Su Jie didn't dare to leave his body, leaving his motionless body in place.
That way, even if he is protected by the Wedding Dress Ghost and Thousand-Handed Centipede, Su Jie will not be able to deal with it if someone else has some trump card, and his body will become a living target.
Su Jie made a more cautious choice and there was no need to compete with the opponent on flying swords.
He is a Gu Master who plays with bugs, and bugs are his main business.
Upon hearing Su Jie's summons, the Thousand-Hand Centipede's six pairs of wings vibrated. Amidst the exclamations of countless Ghost Ridge Palace disciples, it turned over, threw away the numerous Ghost Ridge Palace disciples on its back, and faced the Sword Light Canglong.
"Help!"
"Ahhh!"
"I'm going to fall to death!"
The souls of these disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace emerged, looking at the rapidly approaching ground, thinking that they were going to be thrown to death and become innocent victims of the conflict in the Secret Realm.
But at this moment, millions of human-faced moths flew out of the insect bag on Su Jie's waist.
The human-faced moths stuck together tightly and formed a thick insect blanket, wrapping the disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace and falling to the ground.
Before these disciples from Ghost Ridge Palace could catch their breath after landing, they were eye to eye with the righteous disciples from Ding Twelve Camp in front of them.
The two sides faced each other, and the atmosphere was awkward for a few seconds. Almost spontaneously, they each charged towards the other with their weapons in hand.
Su Jie's millions of human-faced moths also turned into rolling insect clouds, choosing to attack head-on, biting and devouring every righteous disciple crazily.
The human-faced moth, the most common and inferior Gu insect, has changed from quantitative transformation to qualitative change after its quantity increased.
In particular, most of the ordinary disciples lacked the means to kill in groups, and the human-faced moths ignored them completely. Even if some of them were killed, with the terrifying numbers, the resistance of the righteous disciples could not make much splash, and they were drowned by the insect swarm in the blink of an eye.
When caught in the swarm of insects, these righteous disciples all screamed, but the screams only lasted for a few seconds, and then became silent again, because no bones of the human body had been eaten by the human-faced moths.
Many righteous disciples can only use protective shields to support themselves, but they will also be destroyed by the corrosive acid of the human-faced moths, not to mention that among the human-faced moths, there are also a large number of low-grade human-faced moths and mid-grade human-faced moths. exist.
These low-grade human-faced moths and mid-grade human-faced moths carefully cultivated by Su Jie are like generals in the insect swarm, specifically targeting those hard bones that are difficult to chew.
Like those inner disciples in the righteous path, these low-grade and mid-grade Gu insects will swarm up and work with massive human-faced moths to tear the enemy into pieces.
The disciples of Guiling Palace, who were still a little worried at first, found that they had become soy sauce, and the entire ground battlefield was completely dominated by human-faced moths.
The insect cloud passed by and the ground was barren, so they didn't have much chance to make a move.
"You bastard, you dare to bully the younger ones and kill the disciples with your secret status."
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xin was furious. Seeing that the disciples on his side were being killed in large numbers, he couldn't sit still anymore and planned to retaliate and kill the disciples on the Ghost Ridge Palace side.
With his cultivation in the Secret Realm, killing ordinary disciples is like killing chickens.
"Elder Zhang, come and help me quickly. This beast is very difficult to deal with."
However, just when Zhang Xin was about to retaliate, he suddenly heard Bian Yannan's anxious cry for help.
Zhang Xin's face was stunned, but he saw that he was controlling the sword light Canglong composed of Tianhai Gang Sword just now, and now he was at an absolute disadvantage.
During the confrontation between the Sword Light Canglong and the Thousand-Hand Centipede, the Thousand-Hand Centipede's body was extremely hard. Even if the Sword Light Canglong collided, it would only be able to cause a wound of a few dozen centimeters.
Such a wound would be fatal to an ordinary person, but to the Thousand-Armed Centipede, which is 120 meters long, it is not even a skin injury, and the speed of the injury is not as fast as the Thousand-Armed Centipede can heal itself.
After the Thousand-Handed Centipede was injured, it completely angered this middle-grade sixth-refined Gu insect.
Its pale corpse hands fell off piece by piece, and it clung to the old sword light. Although the corpse hands were constantly being torn apart, the corpse hands themselves split faster.
In just a few breaths, Jianguang Canglong was completely wrapped by the corpse hand. The corpse hand continued to compress and collapse, destroying Jianguang Canglong, revealing the true form of Tianhai Gangjian.
Just as Bian Yannan was about to take back the flying sword, the Thousand-Hand Centipede had already opened its bloody mouth, and its two pairs of razor-like teeth were biting the Tianhai Gang Sword. No matter how Bian Yannan controlled it, he could not break away from the Thousand-Hand Centipede. Big mouth.
Instead, this high-grade flying sword made a cracking sound, and fine cracks appeared on the sword, and it was about to be bitten by the Thousand-Handed Centipede.
Bian Yannan's face turned pale with anxiety, and he threw out several magic weapons and talismans one after another. The magic weapons and talismans he threw were not of high enough quality. Thousand-Handed Centipede didn't even bother to look at them, so he just ignored them. Doesn't do much damage.
In this situation, Bian Yannan could only cast spells and ask for help from Zhang Xin. What he said just now that he could suppress Su Jie was now like a joke.
"Elder Bian, you said you can do it yourself, why do you need to ask me for help?"
Zhang Xin originally had a somewhat mocking tone, but when he saw the actual situation, he suddenly felt unbelievable.
Bian Yannan is at the second level of the Secret Realm. Even if Su Jie is promoted to the Secret Realm, it will only be a short time. How can he be able to fight against Bian Yannan.
But such a thing really happened, Zhang Xin had to believe it, and felt a little worried in his heart.
Because his strength is only at the level of the Secret Realm, which is weaker than Bian Yannan. If he cannot suppress this little devil, what will happen.
"What an arrogant devil, let me blast you with thunder!"
With this thought, Zhang Xin did not dare to neglect and no longer wanted to laugh at Bian Yannan. He mobilized the Zixia Sect's fundamental mental method, the true method of all phenomena and the power of God, and used the power of God for his own use.
The dark clouds in the sky shrouded and suppressed, the thunder surged, torn into a river of lightning light, and blasted towards Su Jie with great force.
Su Jie raised his head and glanced at Lightning River, and smiled coldly: "It's just a trick."
Boom!
Thousands of thunders bloomed around Su Jie, like a blooming thunder lotus. The ultimate beauty was full of destructive aura, easily annihilating the long rivers of lightning that covered it, and went upstream, directly bombarding Zhang Xin in turn.
Zhang Xin wanted to dodge, but there was no time. The energy, blood and spiritual power in his body had not yet recovered. To put it simply, he had not recovered from the stiffness caused by the CD of the ultimate move, and his speed and reaction were more than a beat slower.
There is another chapter a little later
(End of chapter)