Su Jie faced Situ Hao from the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, a strong man at the fifth level of the Taoist realm.
Zhao Bilong and Zhang Chenfeng fought against each other with low-grade spiritual treasures in hand, and it was hard to tell the winner.
There are still three Daotai realm powerhouses from the Qingzhou Zhengdao sect and two Daotai realm supreme elders from the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance left on the Zhengdao side, totaling five people.
On the demon side, there are Guiling Palace Zhang Junwei and Tianhun Sect Lu Jingshi, as well as the four elders of Huoyun Palace who came to help, totaling six people.
Both sides are at the Daotai realm, and their strength ranges from the first, second, third, and fourth levels of the Daotai realm.
But because there was one more person, the demonic side had a certain advantage from the beginning of the fight, overpowering the righteous side.
As for Su Jie, he faced Situ Hao alone, and the pressure he endured was the greatest on the Demonic side.
But he saw Situ Hao holding the Nine Sword Seal, a high-grade magic weapon. The Nine Sword Seal hung in the air and turned into nine divine swords that reached the sky and the earth. The sword body was condensed with bright divine light, and the sword energy cut the sky and clouds into pieces.
This was not the first time that Situ Hao had fought against Su Jie. Knowing how difficult Su Jie was, he showed his strongest strength once they fought.
Su Jie also made the Shengang Sword fly out in his hand, which was also a top-grade magic weapon. However, Su Jie's sword-wielding skills were not as good as Situ Hao's, and he fell into a disadvantage after a while.
"Tsk tsk, Situ Hao, don't you, the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, have any spiritual treasures? You still play with magic treasures, and you are still known as the second sect in Qingzhou. You are really shabby!"
Although he was at a disadvantage in the magic weapon competition, Su Jie had a mocking expression on his face.
"That's enough for you."
Situ Hao's face turned dark. Lingbao was not a piece of cabbage. It had to be refined by a monk from the Zifu, and only a monk from the Zifu who was good at refining weapons could do it. The materials were expensive, the refining requirements were high, and it took a long time. The quantity is rare.
Guanchao Pavilion and Huoyun Palace have spiritual treasures, that is because the sect has produced great masters in the Purple Mansion Realm, and the legacy left behind exists as a treasure to suppress the sect.
It is a pity that although the Wanjian League ranks second in comprehensive strength among the major sects in Gyeongju, there has never been a monk from the Zifu in history. Only because of a chance encounter, they obtained a low-grade Lingbao Flying Sword, which is in the hands of Wanjian. In the hands of the leader of the Sword Alliance, as a sect-suppressing treasure, it would naturally not be handed over to Situ Hao.
Angry in his heart, Situ Hao controlled the Nine Sword Seals, used exquisite sword skills to knock the Shengang Sword away and suppress it, and then headed straight towards Su Jie.
Facing the nine incoming divine swords, Su Jie's expression remained unchanged, and his figure turned into a majestic sea of blood.
The huge sea of blood seemed to cover the sky and the sun. The blood sea surged and the blood waves weighed thousands, like thousands of troops, crushing and covering Situ Hao.
"The Heavenly Sword of Ten Thousand Tribulations!"
Situ Hao shouted loudly, and the nine divine swords burst into golden light. These golden lights were like golden flying swords, piercing into the sea of blood. The rushing blood sea was combed into a channel, and Situ Hao was in the middle.
"Man and sword unite!"
With a pinch of the spell, the nine divine swords merged. Situ Hao's body turned into an escaping light, and his body and the nine sword seals merged into one.
In an instant, the sword energy was like a dragon, and the silver light flashed with endless power. The air seemed to be divided into two. The violent sword energy swept through the sky and earth like hurricanes, tearing countless slender cracks in the clouds, and the earth also Cut out deep scars.
Su Jie's blood sea surged endlessly, turning into a boundless bloody tsunami, with continuous impact, turning everything it passed into a dead land.
Situ Hao was not afraid at all. His cultivation level was three levels higher than Su Jie's. He had a top-grade magic weapon of his own. In addition, his sword cultivation was known as the first in attack, and his combat effectiveness was extremely powerful.
Under the combined sword energy of others and the dull roar, the earth seemed to have been ravaged by giant beasts, and the rocks and trees turned into powder.
This sword energy was extremely domineering, constantly colliding head-on with Su Jie's sea of blood. Countless seas of blood were divided, and the sword energy evaporated large areas of the sea of blood.
The whole scene looked like a peerless swordsman splashing ink on a bloody painting.
Tear! Tear!
In the sea of blood, countless thick tentacles emerged from the sea, densely chasing the Nine Sword Seals. Tentacles were winding and whistling in all directions, as if even the sky was covered.
There was even a blood demon condensed out, roaring towards the sky, chasing the nine sword seals to kill, the whole scene was extremely spectacular.
The Nine Sword Seals were activated with all their strength, cutting off the tentacles of the sea of blood. Each broken tentacle crashed onto the ground, corroding the ground into a bottomless pit.
Those blood demons were also split into two, and it seemed that everything was unstoppable in front of his sword.
"Thunder!"
Suddenly, another voice came, and the rolling purple sky thunder was inspired from the sea of blood, and kept falling on the Nine Sword Seal, making this high-grade magic weapon tremble continuously.
Situ Hao, who had become one with the Nine Swords Seal, let out a muffled groan, his magical human-sword-in-one posture was broken, and his human body was revealed again.
"Hmph, what can this mere sea of blood do to me?"
Situ Hao stood in the center of the sea of blood with his sword in hand, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth. His eyes were as sharp as two sharp swords. Surrounded by the boundless sea of blood, his figure was set off against the sea of blood and the sea of blood. He looked particularly lonely under the thundering sky.
If it weren't for the slight trembling of the Nine Sword Seals in his hand, Situ Hao wouldn't be able to tell any signs of fatigue, and there was no fear in his eyes. There was still invisible sword energy flowing freely around him, and it seemed that only his breathing and sword energy were left in the world. The whistling sound, and everything else, lost color in front of this peerless sword intent.
"I admit that you have some strength, but, you can fight, but others may not be as good as you."
Su Jie's sneer came from the sea of blood. The sea of blood rippled and formed a huge human face like a hill, looking at Situ Hao mockingly.
The Situ Hao in front of him was indeed much stronger than the Zhong Xinpeng Su Jie faced. As the number two figure in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, there was no doubt about his strength.
But Su Jie doesn't need to defeat him by himself. There are many ways to win.
"Huh?"
Situ Hao had a bad premonition in his heart. He had just devoted himself to fighting with Su Jie, and then he suddenly discovered a question. Where was Su Jie's mount and the female ghost?
His consciousness spread and he opened his eyes, and the bad premonition was immediately confirmed.
Because the intensity and speed of Daotai realm battles were too high, more than a dozen Daotai realms fought, and the battlefield range expanded to hundreds of kilometers.
Su Jie's missing Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan had already run to the other side of the battlefield to attack the righteous monks.
Because although the Demonic Way is six against five, it occupies a certain numerical advantage, but in the final analysis, the Taoist realm has many life-saving abilities. In addition, it is easy to win, but it is difficult to kill.
Therefore, even if the demonic path has the advantage, it is not enough to turn it into a complete victory in a short period of time. But with the addition of Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan, it will be different.
"You despicable villain, come at me if you can."
Situ Hao immediately saw Su Jie's sinister thoughts and turned pale.
The other party planned to kill all the other righteous monks first, leaving only him as a bare commander. How could he fight Su Jie?
As he spoke, he wielded his sword again, but this time, he no longer wanted to compete with the sea of blood, but wanted to run to support other righteous monks.
But how could Su Jie get what he wanted?
"Don't leave in a hurry! We haven't decided the winner yet, let's see the Huangquan Bone Mountain Formation!"
In the sea of blood, as Su Jie's huge human face showed a ferocious smile, the Ten Thousand Souls Flags roared, the Huangquan River crossed in the sea of blood, nine huge bone mountains fell one after another, and millions of ghosts roared and swarmed out to stop him. Situ Hao's way out. The blood sea turned into a boundless curtain, covering the sky and the sun. Countless tentacles and blood demons attacked, trapping Situ Hao.
Su Jie's blood sea and the Huangquan Bone Mountain formation cooperated with each other, making it impossible for Situ Hao to leave.
"Get out of here!"
Situ Hao's face turned red and he roared crazily. Every burst of sword energy could cut away a sea of blood, but the sea of blood would heal in an instant.
Although Situ Hao's sword energy was strong and his flying sword was indeed sharp, looking at the vast and spreading sea of blood and the millions of ghosts, he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart. In front of the sea of blood, , both he and his flying sword looked extremely small.
No matter how sharp the Nine Sword Seal in his hand was, facing this situation, he couldn't help but get stuck in the quagmire and couldn't get rid of Su Jie.
Unless he could really spend a long time, he would have to fight for at least a few hours, killing the ghosts bit by bit and wiping away the sea of blood, but unfortunately, what he lacked most now was time.
Not to mention a few hours, he couldn't afford to waste a minute now.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, idiot, you have to use your brain to fight."
In response, Su Jie just sneered, looking at Situ Hao who was deep in the sea of blood, he did not hesitate to ridicule him.
On the other side, when Su Jie trapped Situ Hao, some strong men in the Taoist realm had already begun to fall.
Qi Huimu from Tianqing Pavilion in Qingzhou is a strong man in the Taoist realm. He is currently fighting against an elder from the Fire Cloud Palace.
The fight between the two Daotai realm powerhouses was particularly fierce. They were fighting, and the battlefield was already a hundred kilometers away from Su Jie.
The two were evenly matched in the fight. Although the elder of Huoyundian came from a large sect and had stronger personal combat power, it was not enough to win the battle.
But at this moment, when the fight between them was fierce, a strange force suddenly penetrated.
"Who is this? He's not good."
Qi Huimu's expression suddenly changed. He sensed the danger and his body was invaded by a strange force. However, as they were fighting, his reaction was finally a little slower.
Behind him, Han Ruyan's figure suddenly appeared, stretching out his right hand and grabbing it in the air.
thump!
Qi Huimu felt a chill in his heart. When he lowered his head, he saw a big bloody hole in his left chest, and his heart was missing.
Han Ruyanyu held her heart with her hand and stared at Qi Huimu with a cold and indifferent expression, as if she were looking at a dead person.
Because along with the physical contact, the curse had completely infected his body.
On the skin of Qi Huimu's body, countless twisted and strange black spots appeared. These black spots exuded the aura of death every moment, and inside Qi Huimu's body, the flesh, blood, and marrow here were all diseased, rapidly rotting and stinking.
"It's you, a ghost"
Qi Huimu's eyes were horrified. The power of Han Ruyan's curse was beyond imagination, and his body could not resist it at all.
"Haha, thank you very much."
The elder of Huoyundian's eyes were bright, and he punched him several times in an instant, knocking him from the sky to the ground, and countless bones were broken all over his body.
In just a moment, under the combined hands of one man and one ghost, Qi Huimu was beaten to the point of death.
A brass dressing mirror appeared in Han Ruyan's hand, and she took a long look at Qi Hui.
Qi Huimu's spiritual power had been eroded to some extent by the curse, and his physical body was also beaten to pieces. He was unable to resist at all, and his entire body was decaying at a high speed.
What's even weirder is that a tombstone is growing rapidly on his chest.
Countless black hair sprouted from the bottom of the tombstone, burrowed into Qi Huimu's flesh and blood, sucked his nutrients and grew, making the tombstone higher and higher, nailing him to the ground.
In just half a minute, Qi Huimu's life breath completely dissipated, and his entire body turned into a ball of rotting bones.
And on the tombstone that had grown to a height of one foot, a line of font slowly appeared on the originally smooth tombstone, Qi Huimu's Tomb!
Han Ruyan fell down, first used a spare soul-calling flag to absorb Qi Huimu's spirit, and then took off Qi Huimu's storage bag.
Turning the jade hand again, the tombstone that absorbed Qi Huimu's nutrients fell into Han Ruyan's hands, quickly shrank, and finally turned into a pendant.
The inside of the pendant is bright red, like a piece of red jade.
Because Qi Huimu's blood is locked inside, he can later give it to his husband to practice the Blood Sea Devouring Heaven Demonic Art.
"I think your husband will be very happy."
The corner of Han Ruyan's mouth was slightly curved. As Su Jie's wife, she knew how to be diligent and frugal in running a household, and she did not let go of her soul, blood, or storage bag.
On the other side, when the elder of the Fire Cloud Palace saw this scene, he originally wanted to ask Han Ruyan to distribute the supplies in Qi Huimu's storage bag, but he opened his mouth but did not speak after all.
After all, Han Ruyan, a female ghost, didn't seem to be easy to communicate with at all. She was stripping souls and drawing blood. He weighed himself and felt that if he opened his mouth, he might be killed by the terrifying female ghost in front of him and looted his property. , draining blood and peeling off souls, and then making it look like both Qi Huimu and Qi Huimu were injured and perished together. When the time came, he would have no place to cry.
A fierce ghost who can hang out with a demon cultivator must not ask how high the character of the other person is.
"Continue."
Han Ruyan put away her things and glanced at the elder of the Fire Cloud Palace with indifferent eyes.
The elder of Huoyundian nodded and quickly joined other battlefields.
In fact, not only did Han Ruyan take action here, Thousand-Handed Centipede also cooperated with Huoyun Palace to kill a supreme elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.
These liberated manpower immediately joined other battlefields, forming a situation of using more to fight against fewer.
It was originally six against five, but now it has become six against three. Two demonic monks beat up a righteous monk, and then rolled up a snowball, not to mention the help of Thousand-Handed Centipede and Han Ruyan.
The liberation of more and more manpower also means that the battle situation on the right side is rapidly collapsing.
Several powerful people in the righteous path fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They wanted to escape, but being besieged, Han Ruyan's strange curse, and the Thousand-Handed Centipede's large-scale attacks, escaping was nothing more than a dream.
In the end, these five Taoist realm experts died one after another in just half an hour, and Zhang Junwei, Lu Jingshi, and the four Fire Cloud Palace elders all came to Su Jie's side.
When Su Jie opened the sea of blood and six Taoist realm experts came in, Situ Hao, who looked like a madman inside, was completely dumbfounded.
He originally came here with the intention of beating up Su Jie, but he never expected that he would end up being beaten instead.
For a moment, looking at the seven Taoist realms, his expression was dull and his heart was ashen. (End of chapter)