Chapter 390 Wei Ji
"Well, these are"
When passing by a camp, Su Jie smelled a strong smell of corpses.
When Su Jie opened the door curtain and walked in, he saw a strange scene.
Inside the camp, there were hundreds of corpses piled up, mostly young and strong men. Judging from their clothes and calluses on their hands, most of them were ordinary civilians, not practitioners or martial arts people.
The posture of all the corpses was quite strange. They were kneeling on their knees, their heads hung low, and there were no wounds on their bodies.
"This is the breath of the avenue."
Su Jie knelt down to examine the corpses, and actually felt a trace of the aura of the avenue. The expression on Su Jie's face suddenly became surprised.
You must know that only the soul can initially come into contact with the avenue. Those who have just achieved the soul can only stand in front of the avenue for a few seconds. If they look at it for one second longer, they will explode.
Ordinary souls that have not achieved Yuan Shen have no way of sensing the Great Dao, let alone having anything to do with it.
The ordinary people who died in front of them had no chance of having any contact with the Great Dao.
"Strange, really strange."
Su Jie felt very confused. Through the transmission of his spiritual consciousness, two disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace came over quickly, holding down several prisoners.
These righteous disciples had their limbs broken and were dragged in front of Su Jie like dead dogs.
"Let me tell you what happened to these corpses."
"Bah, you devil, kill me if you can, and I won't tell you until you die."
A righteous disciple heard Su Jie's question and angrily spat out a mouthful of blood at Su Jie, but was knocked away by Su Jie's spiritual power halfway.
Several Ghost Ridge Palace disciples glared angrily, looking at the righteous disciples who dared to insult their elders, and wanted to beat him to death.
"Death is a kind of liberation. In our Demon Sect, there are many punishments that make life worse than death."
Su Jie waved his hands to several Ghost Ridge Palace disciples and said calmly: "Take them down to enjoy themselves."
"Yes, don't worry, Elder Su, even an iron man has to speak to me."
Several Ghost Ridge Palace disciples showed ferocious smiles on their faces and dragged the pale-faced righteous disciples out of the tent.
Within a moment, there were waves of inhuman screams outside the camp, accompanied by the sound of worms gnawing and crawling, which made people's hair stand on end.
Half an hour later, several righteous disciples were dragged in again.
At this time, they were covered in injuries, and there was still deep fear in their eyes.
"Do you want to answer my question now? My patience is limited."
Su Jie spoke again, and several righteous disciples were trembling all over, scrambling to tell Su Jie.
After hearing this, Su Jie's face became a little more solemn.
"The Hundred Rivers Overturning the Sea Formation is truly a grand gesture."
It turned out that Guanchao Pavilion had been unable to attack Guiling Palace for a long time and was preparing to use its own Dao Dharma Formation.
The power of this type of Dao magic circle is terrifying because it can involve the aura of the Dao and use the power of the Dao to influence the real world.
But there is also a hidden danger in doing this. The avenue is not so easy to use. It is like revealing the secrets of heaven and there will be disaster.
The Taoist magic circle will contaminate the caster with cause and effect, and even the Taoist realm cannot bear it.
For this reason, Guanchao Pavilion found a large number of civilians and used special methods to transfer the cause and effect they suffered to the civilians, allowing them to bear it on their behalf.
This is also the reason why Su Jie felt the aura of the avenue on these corpses.
"Who is the devil? These righteous people are so ignorant of martial ethics that they sacrifice civilians."
Su Jie complained, wondering how the Baichuan Covering Formation prepared by Guanchao Pavilion was doing.
This large formation can gather the water veins of many rivers. Once the formation is formed, it can set off a tsunami that covers the sky and completely submerges and destroys the Ghost Ridge Palace.
Fortunately, Guiling Palace was defeated in advance, otherwise when the Hundred Rivers Overturning Formation attacks, Su Jie will only have one way to escape back to Blue Star.
But without the backing of Guiling Palace, Su Jie could only live a life of hiding in Tibet, and everyone in the magic cultivator screamed and beat him.
"Forget it, this is not something I can worry about. Let's meet up with the main force first and tell the sect leader that he will make the decision."
Su Jie took a deep breath, walked out of the camp, took the numerous Ghost Ridge Palace disciples who had been searched, and flew towards the predetermined meeting point on Thousand-Handed Centipede.
Under the Thousand-Hand Centipede is the burning Ding Twelve Camp. This is also the fifth camp destroyed by Su Jie. All targets were eradicated by Su Jie in one night.
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On the night of Su Jie's operation, the entire Ghost Ridge Palace, led by the elders, came out in full force to launch a raid on the righteous camps in various places.
Caught off guard, Zhengdao suffered a lot.
However, many elders were not as successful as Su Jie. They suffered more or less casualties, or even the entire army was wiped out.
Camp Jiajiu is brightly lit.
The shouts of killing were boiling, and the disciples of the Righteous Sect and Ghost Ridge Palace were fighting each other. Various magic weapons collided, spells flew everywhere, and Gu insects screamed. The scene was covered with blood and broken limbs.
"Death."
Yu Wenjing is holding a trident, with blue waves rolling behind him, and white waves at his feet. He is fighting with an elder who is on the third level of the Secret Realm of Guiling Palace.
Yu Wenjing is one of the divine sons of Guanchao Pavilion. He possesses the obsidian celestial body. His divine body ranks fourteenth, and his status is still above that of Du Shaochang.
If Su Jie were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that Yu Wenjing, who was still at the tenth level of the Yunling Realm after they parted ways in Dongsheng City, has been promoted to the Secret Treasure Realm and has the first level of the Secret Treasure Realm.
"You are the one seeking death."
The elder of Guiling Palace snorted coldly. He clasped his hands together and split the flesh on his abdomen. Gu worms with pointed needles buzzed out and gathered together like electric drills, constantly penetrating through the layers of water and waves, heading straight towards Yuwen. Go away.
Yu Wenjing's skin shone with a black-gold color, and there were looming unicorn dragon patterns on his body. He gritted his teeth and resisted the drill, but his skin and flesh were still torn a lot and blood flowed freely.
It was too short for Yu Wenjing to advance to the Secret Realm. Although he is the fourteenth-ranked Obsidian Tianlin body, he is two levels behind the elder of Guiling Palace. The opponent's attack will bring three levels of attribute damage. Yu Wenjing can Competing with it, only being slightly at a disadvantage is enough to prove one's strength.
"Senior Brother Yuwen, be careful."
"Brother Yuwen, let me help."
On the battlefield, Mo Shiyao and Xiao Guanglian shouted that they were out patrolling together this time and happened to encounter a raid on Guiling Palace.
Genius disciples like them like to get together to exchange ideas and talk about everything.
However, compared with Yu Wenjing, Xiao Guanglian and Mo Shiyao have not broken through the tenth level of Yunling Realm.
The Secret Realm is not easy to break through. Even a genius often needs hard work.
"Don't interfere."
Yu Wenjing refused without thinking. The elder of Guiling Palace in front of him was at the third level of the secret realm. Even the soul could be enlightened successfully, which was not comparable to ordinary secret realms. When Xiao Guanglian and Mo Shiyao come up, there is a high probability that they will rush directly into the street. Do you really think it is so easy to fight to the next level?
If you want to do this, you either have to be an immortal seedling, or you have a top ten divine physique, so it is possible to do it.
"Yuwen, why do you keep wandering back?"
Just as the battlefield was getting tense, a cold sound suddenly came from the sky.
As the billowing spiritual energy swept across like a strong wind, a flying sword passed across the battlefield, knocking off the heads of the disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace.
Plop!
Plop.
The corpses of the Ghost Ridge Palace disciples staggered and fell, and their heads were automatically stacked on top of each other as they fell, forming a Jingguan. The smell of blood was pungent.
"Who?"
The elder of Guiling Palace raised his head in shock and anger, and looked in the direction of the sound.
"I'm here."
The voice sounded after itself, and the elder of Ghost Ridge Palace wanted to react, but it was already too late.
A golden dragon-binding chain wrapped around his limbs, and his spiritual energy was completely out of control, falling into a state of semi-silence.
"Is this the Demon Cultivator of Ghost Ridge Palace? It's really vulnerable."
Disdainful laughter rang out, and a man wearing a blue-patterned robe, with hair tied in a crown, eyes like stars, and a handsome face took his hand out of the chest of the elder of the Secret Realm of Ghost Ridge Palace, holding a beating heart in his hand.
The body of the elder of Guiling Palace was also injured in the confrontation with Yu Wenjing. At this time, his heart was removed, and the look in his eyes immediately dimmed.
"It's you, Wei Ji, when did you come back."
But seeing this young man, Yu Wenjing's face didn't look good.
"Wei Ji, is he the immortal seedling from Guanchao Pavilion?"
When Xiao Guanglian heard this name, his face was full of disbelief.
"The number one among the younger generation in Qingzhou."
Mo Shiyao's bright eyes trembled when she heard this thundering name.
In Qingzhou, there are many divine sons and divine bodies, but when it comes to the younger generation who is number one, there is one who is recognized as the strongest, Wei Ji, a twenty-year-old super monster.
This man was broken off by his fiancée at the age of fifteen, and turned around to join the Guanchao Pavilion. He didn't have any special physique, but his cultivation was advancing rapidly, and he broke through to the secret realm at the age of sixteen.
Before he could break through the Secret Realm, he had gathered his soul and had a remarkable record of publicly defeating the Secret Realm in the Yunling Realm.
After being promoted to the secret realm, he became even more unstoppable. He once defeated three secret realms by himself.
The reason why he is so powerful is that it is said that this person has amazing luck. He can step on thousand-year-old elixirs while walking on the road, pick up magical weapons and weapons while shopping at street stalls, and buy elixirs. The mission was also filled with adventures along the way.
Treating the comatose old man, it turned out that he was the father of Qingzhou Zhoumu, and his granddaughter was so beautiful that he secretly loved him.
When performing escort missions, there will also be eldest ladies from aristocratic families who will be moved by his heartstrings and admire his talent.
He also participated in solving many major and important cases one after another, eliminated demons and defended the law, and was praised by everyone, becoming someone else's child.
Later, Wei Ji went to the capital alone. He had not heard from him for two years, and he did not expect to return to Qingzhou suddenly at this time.
"The sect is in trouble, so you came back to help. Why are you so surprised to see me? Are you afraid that I will come back to Guanchao Pavilion to suppress you!"
Wei Ji laughed loudly, and Yu Wenjing's face turned black as he was poked in a painful spot.
There are seven or eight gods and goddesses in the Guanchao Pavilion, but they are all suppressed by Wei Ji, a disciple with ordinary qualifications, causing many envy, jealousy and hatred.
In the past, in the Guanchao Pavilion, Yu Wenjing often opposed and suppressed the opponent, but every time the opponent was able to turn danger into disaster.
Even by mistake, he failed to steal the chicken but lost the rice, and failed to deceive others but fell into the gutter.
"If you don't come back sooner or later, why don't you come back at this time? I just can't wait to show my face in front of the sect."
Yu Wenjing's eyes were alert, and he wondered in his mind whether he was about to destroy Guiling Palace and destroy the largest demon cultivator sect in Qingzhou. Wei Ji was unwilling to be lonely and wanted to gain qualifications, right?
Yu Wenjing was thinking about competing for the position of leader of Guanchao Pavilion in the future, and had always regarded Wei Ji as his biggest competitor.
However, after hearing this, Wei Ji just smiled indifferently and said: "Yuwen, Yuwen, what do you think of me? The world outside is very vast. The power of Guanchao Pavilion is nothing, strength is the only thing."
"You haven't been to the capital for two years, so what if you become famous in the capital? In the Dali Dynasty, our Guanchao Pavilion is also famous."
Yu Wenjing gritted his teeth, feeling hurt in his heart by Wei Ji's gaze that showed his ambitions. An unreasonable anger arose in his heart.
"No, you don't understand me."
Wei Ji shook his head, but when he saw Yu Wenjing's expression, he did not continue to explain, but turned to look at the field.
"I came here to catch up with you, an old friend, and happened to encounter an attack by these demon cultivators. Wasn't Ghost Ridge Palace surrounded by five sects? Such a brutal attack on the camp didn't look like it was being suppressed and beaten!"
Pointing to the Guiling Palace's head-shaped view on the ground, Wei Ji asked the doubts in his heart.
"Who knows what caused the madness in Guiling Palace. Maybe it was just a last desperate struggle, and they didn't want to sit still and wait for death while they still had the ability to fight back."
Xiao Guanglian complained that he and Wei Ji also knew each other.
"That makes sense, Xiaozi. How come you are still in the Yunling realm? I remember that when I was at the fifth level of the Yunling realm, you were at the tenth level. When I broke through to the Secret Treasure realm, you were at the tenth level. It’s already the third level, why are you still at the tenth level of Yunling Realm? You’re still relying on the treasures given by your grandfather! It’s so hard to kill these miscellaneous fish demon cultivators, and you’re so unmotivated.”
Wei Ji looked at Xiao Guanglian with a smile, and his words almost made Xiao Guanglian vomit blood.
"You don't have to speak if you don't know how to speak."
Xiao Guanglian clenched his fists. If he couldn't beat the opponent, he would have to punch the opponent hard.
Your grandma thinks that everyone is a freak like you. You break through one level of cultivation in Yunling Realm in one month and advance one step at a time in Secret Treasure Realm. Promotion is as easy as eating and drinking.
"Senior Brother Wei, long time no see."
Mo Shiyao bowed, she also knew Wei Ji.
The circle gets smaller as you go up to the upper class, and there are only so many young and talented people in Qingzhou, and everyone with a name is familiar to everyone.
Wei Ji nodded and said with a smile: "Junior sister Mo is becoming more and more charming! If I hadn't had so many confidante, they wouldn't be able to help but pursue you, the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou."
"Senior Brother Wei, don't be ridiculous, I don't dare to be the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou."
Mo Shiyao denied it, but with bright eyes and crooked eyes, it was very helpful to be praised by Wei Ji, the number one young person in Qingzhou.
Many righteous disciples also gathered around him, thanking Wei Ji all the time. Many young seniors and sisters were even more beautiful and full of admiration.
"Let's talk about old times when we go back and clean up the battlefield. I'm going to the sect's headquarters to report the situation to Elder Zhuang."
Yu Wenjing interrupted the conversation, not wanting Wei Ji to be in the limelight, and hurriedly evacuated with a group of people, returning to the base camp.
(End of chapter)