The six wings of the Thousand-Handed Centipede spread out, like wings hanging from the sky, and flew through the air quickly.
The face of an elder from the Zixia Sect's Secret Realm suddenly changed because the Thousand-Handed Centipede was charging in his direction.
"No, Baifeng Demon Suppression Tower!"
The elder of the Zixia Sect took out a high-grade magic weapon. The magic weapon bloomed with light, and the exquisite pagoda quickly grew in size, blowing out strong winds that could tear apart steel.
But the Thousand-Handed Centipede turned a blind eye to these strong winds. Its scales were unscathed. It just opened its bloody mouth and bit into pieces this high-grade magic weapon. It also chewed up the elder of the Zixia Sect alive. Died screaming.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede of the Top Seventh Level is so overbearing and cruel that ordinary elders from the Secret Realm can only use it as food rations when they encounter it.
The Thousand-Hand Centipede passed through the scene at a low altitude, and the disciples of the Ghost Ridge Palace jumped off one by one and stepped into the gate of the Zixia Sect.
The other Zixia Sect Secret Realm elders have no time to care about rescue, because they are also targeted by terrible opponents.
The skin of an elder of the Zixia Sect cracked, and the blood flowing out turned into a wedding dress, which continued to tighten and crush his bones.
Han Ruyan appeared quietly in the scene and slowly looked away. In front of her, the elder of the secret realm was not enough to look at.
Su Jie grabbed it with one hand, and tens of thousands of pale corpse hands split and gathered together, turning into a 100-meter giant hand that covered the sky and the sun. An elder from the Vault Realm tried his best to escape, but could only escape. In despair, Su Jie pinched it in his palm and turned it into minced meat like a small insect.
"Starting today, the Zixia Sect will be removed from Qingzhou."
Su Jie's voice spread throughout the countryside, and behind him, four elders from the Secret Realm of Ghost Ridge Palace flew out from the sky and joined the battlefield. Each of them found an elder from the Zixia Sect to fight with each other.
As for Su Jie, he focused on Cao Yong, the great elder of the Zixia Sect who was left behind, a monk on the fifth level of the Secret Realm.
At this time, Cao Yong's face was extremely pale. Seeing the ferocious and terrifying Su Jie and his party, he never felt that the disaster of annihilation of the clan would come today.
"Disciples, the survival of our sect depends on today. We must work together to repel these bastards from the Ghost Ridge Palace."
Cao Yong shouted loudly in an attempt to boost morale.
But in the face of absolute strength, all this is in vain.
The Zixia Sect was left empty after the elites were transferred. From the moment the mountain-protecting formation was broken, the outcome was almost doomed.
Boom.
On the Flying Ark, there are layers of formation glow. As a war fortress, the Flying Ark is naturally adapted to the large battlefield environment.
With a charged blow, the dazzling light pillar fell to the ground and landed among the disciples of the Zixia Sect.
These disciples of the Zixia Sect gathered together in formations to mobilize the power of the group in order to protect themselves.
But this behavior was immediately mercilessly attacked by Feitian Fazhou.
When the light beam fell, a huge deep pit was blasted out of the earth. The hundreds of Zixia Sect disciples who were originally here disappeared without a trace and were evaporated directly by the light beam.
The attack of the Flying Ark is a great threat to the Vault Realm. A frontal charged attack is equivalent to a full blow from a strong person on the fifth level of the Vault Realm.
Not even the elders of the Secret Realm can contend head-on, let alone these disciples of the Zixia Sect.
Regardless of whether they were inner disciples or outer disciples, as long as they were within the attack range, they would all be wiped out.
"Haha, let's have a few more rounds."
Zhu Changqi controlled the Flying Dharma Ark, and commanded the disciples of the Puppet Hall to mobilize more Dharma formations on the Dharma Ark, aiming at the Zixia Sect below to bombard them indiscriminately.
All of a sudden, Fazhou launched its offensive in full force, outputting firepower. All kinds of attacks from divine thunder, sky fire, Gangfeng and other offensive formations followed one after another, beating the disciples of Zixia Sect to pieces, which was horrific.
The powerful power of the Flying Dharma Ark was fully demonstrated at this moment. There are still about three thousand disciples in the entire Zixia Sect.
But just one flying magic boat had already driven them to the verge of collapse, causing heavy casualties.
The Feitian Dharma Ark, which is not restrained by the secret realm, is full of firepower. These disciples of the Zixia Sect can only be beaten unilaterally. Without the secret realm, they can't even fly, so how can they deal with the flying ark in the number? What about the flying dharma boat at a height of one thousand meters?
On the other side, Thousand-Handed Centipedes are wreaking havoc on the battlefield, and the top-grade seventh-level Gu insects attack Yunling Realm disciples. The scene is simply exaggerated.
Even without any spiritual refining ability, these disciples will be crushed into mud if the Thousand-Hand Centipede is stepped on by its huge size. A large number of corpse hands will break away from the Thousand-Hand Centipede's body, forming a dense wave of corpse hands, which will drown the struggling Zixia Sect. Disciple, the purple light rays are continuous, melting and evaporating the Zixia Sect disciples one by one.
In front of the Thousand-Hand Centipede, this vicious insect, countless Zixia Sect disciples cried and collapsed, completely unable to withstand the Thousand-Hand Centipede's dimension-reducing blow.
Han Ruyan also threw out a white lantern with the word "Die" written on it. This was the lantern ghost.
A terrifying scene happened. The lantern ghost was suspended in mid-air. A disciple of the Zixia Sect subconsciously raised his head and looked at the lantern curiously.
The next second, there was a blood mark on his neck, his eyes were frozen, his body was stiff, and his head swayed away from his body and flew towards the sky.
And in the process, the human head gradually changed and turned into a festive lantern. The lantern was bright red and looked extremely festive, but it was actually made of human heads.
More and more lanterns with human heads are floating in the sky, and the characters "happy" on the surface of the lanterns are getting brighter and brighter.
The disciples of Guiling Palace also rushed into battle excitedly, surrounding and killing those disciples of Zixia Sect.
As the vanguard, the disciples of Guiling Palace who were assigned to follow Su Jie all had two skills, and they were not cannon fodder at one or two levels of Yunling 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 vaguely 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 and devoured 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 all rubbish." The inner disciple of the Ghost Ridge Palace had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips. These remaining Zixia Sect disciples don't even have combat experience. Not much, because most of the ones who can be fought have been pulled out. Now facing the group of demon cultivators from Guiling Palace who have emerged from the cruel environment of the Demon Sect, they naturally cannot 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 each 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 to retreat to the main hall, where there is a protective circle that can be activated."
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.
"The Zixia Sect is finished."
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 who dared 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."
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 faction 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 such as 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 formation light curtain rising in the main hall and slowly opened his mouth: "Thunder is coming."
Click!
Purple sky thunders flew from the void and struck hard on the protection of the main hall, making it tremble and shaken. It also made the monks of the Zixia sect hiding in the main hall feel extremely desperate and could only watch helplessly. Watching the cracks in the isolation circle getting bigger and bigger, until with a bang, it completely dissipated.
The strength of the Purple Sky Thunder is linked to the soul. Su Jie's soul is heading towards the path of the Yang God. Therefore, as a magical power, the Zixiao Sky Thunder is also constantly increasing in power. These formations in the main hall are not mountain-protecting formations. It was impossible to block Su Jie's entry.
Bang!
That is, at the moment when the protection of the main hall was opened, Cao Yong's head was thrown into the main hall by Su Jie, giving the disciples of the Zixia Sect hiding here a meeting gift, but they may not like it. .
"You evil devil, my grandfather will not let you go, especially you, Devil Su."
Xiao Guanglian roared loudly. He looked at Su Jie who was approaching. His hands and feet were cold, and his face was dripping with cold sweat. Knowing that he would not be spared, he looked somewhat hysterical.
"Your grandpa won't let me go? I hope he can come to me and reunite your family."
Su Jie laughed and didn't care at all. This was just the death struggle of a weak person.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless pale corpse hands swarmed out from Su Jie's trousers and sleeves. Soon there were screams in the main hall, and Zixia Sect disciples were crushed by corpse hands one by one.
Xiao Guanglian still wanted to struggle, so he flew out of the main hall, but just as he left the door, his waist suddenly split into two, and the two parts of his body fell to the ground, letting out a painful howl.
But before he screamed for a few seconds, his head exploded with a bang.
Su Jie took back his foot as if nothing had happened, and used the Ten Thousand Soul Flags to automatically absorb the separated souls and refine the ghost souls.
Su Jie raised his head and looked around. The battle of the Zixia Sect was basically over. All the disciples of the Zixia Sect had been slaughtered. It wasn't that they didn't want to run away, but they couldn't run away at all with Han Ruyan and Thousand-Hand Centipede.
The four secret realm elders of Ghost Ridge Palace also solved their opponents with the help of Feitian Dharma Ark, and killed four elders of Zixia Sect.
At this point, the entire Zixia Sect had completely fallen into Su Jie's hands.
"Clean the battlefield and collect the loot."
Su Jie's voice drifted away, and he walked towards the Zixia Sect's treasure house.
Behind him, the disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace howled excitedly and began to snatch everything they wanted, wreaking havoc on this righteous sect with a heritage of nearly a thousand years.
(End of chapter)