"This is the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance!"
Within the mountain, the earth and rocks were loose, the formation was forcibly opened, and the figure of the Thousand-Armed Centipede appeared in a cave. Su Jie also stepped off the Thousand-Armed Centipede's back.
Su Jie's first step into entering the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance was to search for the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. He did not rush to fight, but first benefited himself.
Seeing the cave filled with shelves in front of him, Su Jie couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, there are not many good things left."
But I saw that there were not many good things left in the treasure house, mainly various martial arts books, in addition to various spiritual plants and spiritual materials.
As for elixirs, talismans and magic weapons, there are basically no such things, because at the critical moment of life and death in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, these things that can increase combat effectiveness are basically distributed and used in battles.
There are no spiritual stones in the treasure house. They were probably used to activate the Great Sword Formation and were used up.
All that was left were spiritual plants and spiritual materials that could not be used in combat, as well as those martial arts books.
But even if only this part is left, just counting spiritual plants and spiritual materials, converted into spiritual stones, there are still 70 to 80 million spiritual stones.
Not to mention those priceless classics, which are the foundation of a sect. Among them are various sword fighting classics, as well as the practice experiences and annotations left by the swordsmen of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance.
These classics can greatly increase the foundation of a sect, especially for Su Jie who will be in charge of the Ghost Ridge Palace in the future. They are absolutely valuable and can greatly enrich the fighting methods of the disciples of the Ghost Ridge Palace. In the future, the Ghost Ridge Palace can be opened separately. Those who practice swordsmanship are not afraid that their disciples will have no more skills to learn.
Su Jie sighed because he was greedy and greedy.
The few materials left in this treasure house are of astonishing value. If it were in complete condition, it is hard to imagine how many spiritual stones the materials stored here would be worth.
Su Jie felt that he had suffered a big loss because he didn't get any advantage, but he couldn't help but sigh!
After emptying out the contents of the treasure house and putting them all into the storage bag, Su Jie's consciousness began to spread outward.
Now that the money has been obtained, it is time to solve the problem of Huoyun Palace.
In the dim mountain cave, Di Pingqiu ran away quickly, his figure flickering in the intricate passages.
Behind him, three heavenly swords were like tracking missiles. The sword energy tore through the air. The thick earth and rocks were like tofu in front of them. They were penetrated in the blink of an eye and kept approaching Di Pingqiu.
"Ksitigarbha Bone Fire."
Di Pingqiu shouted coldly. As a strong man at the fourth level of the Taoist realm, he had room to struggle when facing the Taoist sword formation.
Opening his mouth and spitting out, the miserable green Ksitigarbha Bone Fire spurted out, and the flames roared and crushed like a mountain, forming a mighty sea of fire, burning the mountain softly, and causing a large area of the surrounding area to collapse.
The three heavenly swords shuttled through the sea of fire formed by the Ksitigarbha bone fire. The Ksitigarbha bone fire could melt the bones of Daotai monks, but it could not really hurt these three heavenly swords.
Because the Heavenly Sword has no entity at all, it is completely made up of the brilliance of the stars and the aura of the avenue.
If you want to break this trick, you must at least have a trace of power at the level of the Great Dao. The power of Heaven is not enough, so you can only use the Dharma, because the Dharma is also composed of the monk's soul mixed with the breath of the Dao.
Di Pingqiu's face changed slightly, and he quickly dodged, but still a little too late.
The three flying swords that flew towards him in a rectangular shape were like fleeting images, piercing through his shoulder, chest and right leg one after another.
thump!
The broken thigh fell to the ground, and a blood hole as big as a sea bowl appeared in his chest. It was transparent from front to back, and you could clearly see the squirming and mutilated internal organs inside.
This kind of destruction not only hurt his physical body, but the Dao aura on the Heavenly Sword also acted simultaneously on his soul, which was equivalent to cutting off his soul three times, making him miserable, and his facial features were distorted by the pain. Sample.
"Asshole, I'm not going to die here."
Di Pingqiu cursed angrily. He looked at the three heavenly swords that were turned around again, with a cruel look on his face.
He stuffed his palm into the bloody hole in his chest, grabbed his heart, and pulled it out hard.
With the blood spurting out, Di Pingqiu took out the still beating heart.
For an ordinary person, this would be a recipe for death.
But this is the Taoist realm, and the self-healing ability of the physical body is extremely powerful. Although it is not as good as the self-healing ability of those weird demonic cultivators, it is not going to kill one's heart.
Holding the heart, Di Pingqiu grabbed half of the soul that was split by the heavenly sword, stuffed it into the heart, then poured spiritual power into it, controlled the Ksitigarbha bone fire to turn into a three-legged golden crow, and quickly rushed out with the heart in its mouth. .
And Di Pingqiu himself tried his best to restrain his aura, use the concealment method, and buried his whole body in the soil of the mountain, burying himself like a corpse.
This process sounds long, but in fact it only takes milliseconds.
The three heavenly swords that were chasing him were circling back and forth in the void, seeming to be hesitating for something, and then they moved again, choosing to chase in the direction of Di Pingqiu's heart, and were successfully deceived.
Because without Li Yuze's precise control, the Twelve Heavenly Swords all relied on instinct to operate. Di Pingqiu's heart contained his essence, blood and soul, which tempted the Heavenly Sword to make misjudgments.
Di Pingqiu sealed his body's vitality, and his consciousness completely retracted into his body. He was buried in the soil and did not dare to show his head easily, so as not to arouse the murderous intention of the Twelve Heavenly Swords.
One minute passes!
Ten minutes pass!
Half an hour passed.
Di Pingqiu finally couldn't hold it back anymore. After he felt a little safer, he cautiously emerged from the soil and poked his head around like a groundhog to look at the surrounding environment.
When he saw that there were no traces of the three heavenly swords, he breathed a huge sigh of relief. He jumped out of the soil and jumped on his only one foot. His face was as pale as white paper due to the loss of his body and soul. , extremely weak.
"Li Yuze, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will burn all your bones into bone powder."
Di Pingqiu cursed and hated him endlessly.
As an elder of the Fire Cloud Palace, his status and strength are ranked high in Qingzhou. When did he suffer such injustice? He was forced by several heavenly swords to have to burrow into the ground and pretend to be dead in order to survive. Tell him, he said. The demeanor of a powerful person was completely lost.
The only thing that made Di Pingqiu a little lucky was that no one saw this scene, and his reputation could still be preserved.
Just when Di Pingqiu was thinking this, a burst of footsteps suddenly came, and at the same time, there were also voices of teasing and joking.
"Hey, isn't this the famous Elder Di of Fire Cloud Palace? I haven't seen him for a day, how come he's acting like this?"
"Who?"
Di Pingqiu's face became angry and his eyes shone coldly.
Although he was seriously injured, not everyone could laugh at him. He wanted to let this reckless guy know the price of teasing him, and at the same time eliminate the witnesses and maintain his strong persona.
But when Di Pingqiu turned his head and saw the face of the visitor, Di Pingqiu's pupils suddenly trembled and he exclaimed: "Su Jie, why is it you?"
The person who came was a young man wearing a black robe, with a black and purple centipede wrapped around his shoulders. Next to him was a beautiful woman in a blood-red wedding dress. How could Di Pingqiu, who had worked with him and was a close comrade-in-arms, not recognize Su Jie, the big devil from Qingzhou?
With a smile on his lips, Su Jie raised his hand and said hello: "Elder Di, you're fine! I heard that your Fire Cloud Palace was going to take action against the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, so I came here to help.
If you say that your Fire Cloud Palace is true, isn't it that the attack on Wanjian League and Guanchao Pavilion requires a long-term plan? Why did you suddenly attack Wanjian League as soon as I left? Did you not want to distribute the spoils to me and fool me away? It’s really not fun for you, Fire Cloud Palace, to do this! ”
While talking, Su Jie walked towards Di Pingqiu.
Hearing this, Di Pingqiu always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but said: "Elder Su, you misunderstood. We didn't want to take action so hastily, but we suddenly heard that Wanjian League was going to join forces with Guanchao Pavilion to fight. In order to prevent them from joining together, we can only take action in advance. Because the incident happened suddenly, there was no time to inform you.”
In his heart, Di Pingqiu sneered, thinking that Su Jie appeared here because he wanted to get a share of the Wanjian Alliance's spoils.
He decided to join up with the sect leader Chu Yangang later, first kill Li Yuze, and then kill the demon Su Jie, and use the other party's head to wash away the stain of cooperation with the devil on Huoyundian.
At the same time, he can also kill people and silence them, so that Su Jie will not go out and talk nonsense and tell the world about his embarrassing appearance.
"That's it. It seems that I misunderstood you."
Su Jie nodded, and the distance between him and Di Pingqiu became closer and closer.
When the two sides were less than one foot away, Di Pingqiu saw a stern look flash in Su Jie's eyes.
Di Pingqiu's expression suddenly changed, and he saw Su Jie suddenly move.
With his right hand stretched out like a dragon, Su Jie grabbed Di Pingqiu's head with his palm. His five fingers were like dragon claws and as strong as steel. Let alone a human head, even a solid alloy steel ball would be exploded by Su Jie's claws.
Di Pingqiu was indeed a strong man in the Fire Cloud Palace. At the critical moment, his neck suddenly became as soft as a snake. His neck lengthened inch by inch, and his head avoided Su Jie's big hand.
Tear!
Flesh, flesh and bones were separated. Su Jie's claws touched Di Pingqiu's shoulder and tore off his left shoulder and arm. Blood spattered on Su Jie's face, making Su Jie even more cruel.
"Hey, you are quite vigilant!"
Su Jie threw away the severed arm in his hand and said in a regretful tone, regretting that he did not crush Di Pingqiu's head with one claw.
On the other side, there was Di Pingqiu who was frightened and angry.
"Su Jie, you are crazy. We are partners, and you actually dare to attack me. Do you want to be the enemy of our Fire Cloud Palace?"
Di Pingqiu only had one hand and one foot left at this time. Looking at Su Jie, his eyes were spitting fire, and there was a trace of unconcealable fear.
"Jie Jie Jie! Partners or something, please, I am a demon cultivator, do you want to be honest with me?"
Su Jie seemed to have heard some joke and grinned: "As for being an enemy of Huoyun Palace and killing you, what energy do you have to come to trouble me? Think about how to protect yourself first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Thousand-Handed Centipede wrapped around Su Jie's shoulders opened its mouth.
Countless pale corpse hands emerged from the void, covering every inch of the surrounding space. Just one look at them would make people suffer from trypophobia, forming a dense ocean of corpse hands, heading towards Di Pingqiu.
Ksitigarbha Bone Fire!
Di Pingqiu tried his best to activate the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire, but he lost an arm and a leg, his heart, and his internal organs were severely broken. In addition, with half of his soul missing, his strength was greatly weakened, which also weakened the power of the Ksitigarbha Bone Fire. too much.
The Ksitigarbha Bone Fire was unable to stop the approaching of many pale corpse hands. The number of burned pale corpse hands was not as many as the new growth.
One by one, pale corpse hands clung to Di Pingqiu's body. These pale corpse hands were incredibly powerful, with fangs and one eye growing out of their palms. They gnawed at his flesh and released rays to melt his flesh and blood.
"Su Jie, you must not die well."
Di Pingqiu screamed again and again. He knew that he would not be spared today. His anger towards Su Jie had reached the sky, and at the same time, he was filled with sadness in his heart.
If he were in full strength, how could he not even be able to deal with this corpse hand? But it was seriously injured by the Great Dao Sword Formation first, and now it can't even withstand the Thousand-Handed Centipede's small moves.
"Tsk, tsk, when we first met, you were not like this when you pretended to be crazy! Now you have broken your defense!"
Su Jie shook his head and laughed, patting the Thousand-Handed Centipede's head: "Xiao Qian, I leave this guy to you, let him feel the pain."
Zizzi!
The Thousand-Handed Centipede climbed down from Su Jie's shoulders, its six pairs of wings vibrating. Its body remained several feet in size, and the pale corpse hands around it automatically separated into a passage.
Whistling, the Thousand-Handed Centipede came to Di Pingqiu, who was still cursing. Its cold insect eyes showed no emotion at all, and its body was like a giant python, wrapping around Di Pingqiu, constantly restraining and shrinking his body.
Even smaller centipedes dropped from the Thousand-Handed Centipede and began to burrow into Di Pingqiu's mouth and nose, entering his body and biting his internal organs and flesh.
Di Pingqiu's body was being compressed continuously. He could feel the bones of his body breaking at the root, and his body being eaten by many small centipedes. He could clearly feel the taste of death coming, and the pain of being bitten by thousands of insects. It made him fearful in his heart, and he struggled with all his strength.
Clusters of Ksitigarbha Bone Fire drilled out of Di Pingqiu's flesh, but the Thousand-Handed Centipede didn't let go at all.
Its body has taken on the characteristics of a chaotic creature, turning into water, flames, gold and iron, etc. It has extremely high resistance to all kinds of things.
Di Pingqiu was on the verge of death. How could that level of Ksitigarbha Bone Fire hurt the Thousand-Handed Centipede?
After the Thousand-Handed Centipede had had enough of playing with it, the pale corpse hands on both sides of the body pinched Di Pingqiu's body and exerted force.
A bloody rain fell from the sky, and Di Pingqiu's body was torn into pieces of flesh and broken bones, as if it was stuffed into a meat grinder, ushering in death in this way.
Han Ruyan, who was beside Su Jie, took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and waved it lightly. Di Pingqiu's broken soul was incorporated into the Soul Banner and successfully settled into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
And the blood that Di Pingqiu dripped onto the ground, every drop of blood, was like a swimming tadpole, constantly gathering towards Su Jie and getting under Su Jie's loose black robe.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede held Di Pingqiu's storage bag in its mouth, came to Su Jie excitedly, and handed it to Su Jie like a treasure.
Di Pingqiu, a fourth-level Taoist realm expert in the Fire Cloud Palace, fell into the hands of Su Jie. His soul was taken away, his blood was stolen, and his property was looted. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was completely wiped out.
"So good."
Su Jie touched the Thousand-Handed Centipede's head, and then scanned the storage bag with his consciousness.
"Tsk, it's worth at least 30 million spiritual stones. This old guy has made a lot of money!"
Seeing this, Su Jie suddenly beamed with joy. Apparently Di Pingqiu's storage bag harvest made him very satisfied, and his hard work and adventure were not in vain.
Putting the storage bag away, Su Jie held Thousand-Handed Centipede in his arms, cleaned the battlefield, and then continued to set off to find the next target. (End of chapter)