Chapter 712 The power of the demon is overwhelming
The identity of Su Jie is not only Chongzhou demon cultivator and Qin Yushang, but also Ayiti Gala who was slapped in the mountain by Su Jie's palm.
He had many fractures in his body, his heart was damaged, his lungs were broken, his intestines were broken, and even one eyeball was knocked out of his eye sockets. His whole body looked bloody and bloody, and there was no intact.
"This guy, this guy."
At a click, Ayiti Gala fell from the mountain and smashed his whole body to the ground.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Su Jie, his only left eye was filled with fear. He didn't know at this moment that he was being fooled by Su Jie.
Whose casual cultivator has such powerful combat power that he can defeat him, a cultivator at the seventh level of the Taoist realm with one palm, is definitely the only one at the level of the Zifu realm.
Aiti Garo climbed up from the ground without hesitation, staggering into the sky, and making a whistle sound from his mouth.
A long roar came from the distant sky, and a three-meter-tall dragon elephant walked in the air. As the long nose swung, it wrapped around Ayiti Gala, took Ayiti Gala to his back, and then turned around and fled.
After seeing Su Jie's true strength, Ayiti Garo did not dare to fight Su Jie, and now he is determined to escape.
As long as he fled back to the Western Regions, even if Su Jie was a powerful person in the Purple Palace realm, he would have no choice but to do anything to him. "Junior, I told you to leave." Su Jie raised his head, looked at Ayiti Garo's back as he ran away, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Su Jie grabbed the Netherworld Soul-Surveying Pearl with his left hand, shone the blue phoenix and red dragon fan with his right hand.
Innate spiritual objects are much easier to control than spiritual treasures. They are born, not artificially created magic weapons and magic weapons. There is no artificial mark left by humans, so Su Jie can use them directly after he gets them.
In Su Jie's hands, the power of these two innate spiritual objects is far beyond that of previous users.
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Ayiti Gala hugged his head with his hands and screamed repeatedly. His soul was pulled down by the Netherworld Soul-Seeing Bead, like a rubber band that was constantly elongated. The extreme pain at the soul level made him unable to help but wail and roll back and forth on the back of the dragon elephant.
If the Bodhi Rosary had not helped him resist the power of some of the Netherworld Soul-Seeing Beads, his soul would have been pulled out of his body.
The next moment, the hot flames of wind and fire were covered by the sky, and the red and golden flames turned into blue phoenixes and red dragons, devouring everything ahead.
Ayi Ti Gala looked frightened and hurriedly hid behind the dragon elephant. Then he even expanded the demon-subduing golden bowl, enlarged it to about a meter in size, and shrank his whole person into the golden bowl.
Sizzle! hold head high!
Along with the wailing cry of the dragon elephant, the red gold flames of the green phoenix and red dragon fan fan covered the red gold flames. This spiritual beast dragon elephant, which is comparable to the first level of combat power in the Taotai realm, was directly roasted in front of the rolling flames, and its strong body was directly roasted golden, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding the aroma of meat.
When the red gold flame passed, the dragon elephant had fallen to the ground and became a fragrant roasted elephant.
Ayi Ti Gala, who was hiding behind, barely saved his life by relying on the firepower attracted by the dragon elephant, plus the seven treasure robes and Bodhi rosary.
His body was burned black, as if it had drilled out of a coal mine, and many places had burned white bones. "I don't know what it tastes like to roast dragon elephant." Su Jie looked at the dragon elephant falling from the sky, then looked at the golden bowl in the sky again, and casually slapped the green phoenix and red dragon fan in his hand.
Su Jie's green phoenix red dragon fan is more terrifying than Qin Yuchang. It is not only more powerful, but also Su Jie's fanning frequency is faster, and the flames are wave after wave.
The heaven and earth seem to have become a sea of fire. The mountains melted into flowing magma under the high temperature. The hot waves swept through, and bubbles burst out from the void, as if even the space could not bear it.
Look at Ayiti Gala, who was hiding in the Demon Golden Bowl. The Demon Golden Bowl, the low-grade spiritual treasure, could not withstand the fire of the Qingluan Red Dragon Fan.
As the Qingluan Red Dragon Fan swelled several times, the golden bowl body gradually softened under high temperature. The countless Sanskrit and Buddha talismans originally burned on the surface of the golden bowl were twisted and blurred. The inside of the golden bowl completely became a high-temperature steamer, and Ayi Ti Gala had collapsed.
Under such flames, his body was like a human body elixir in an alchemy furnace, and even the seven treasure robes and Bodhi rosary could not be stopped.
The demon cultivators in Chongzhou all saw this scene. Ayiti Gala, who had just made it difficult for them to defeat, was completely like a toy in front of Su Jie, and it was just a matter of rolling and pinching.
"This guy is so proficient in these treasures."
Qin Yushang's phoenix eyes flashed, and the green phoenix and red dragon fan came from her. She knew very well the power of this innate spiritual object.
But in Su Jie's hands, she found that her performance of this innate spiritual object was far inferior to Su Jie.
If she could control the Qingluan Red Dragon Fan like Su Jie, she would probably not have been seriously injured.
"Relax for life"
Ayiti Gala's lips trembled, and he wanted to beg for mercy from Su Jie, but he no longer had his previous arrogance.
"Junior, will you also make a relic after you are burned to ashes? I'm very curious."
Su Jie had a smile on his face, but he kept fanning his hands.
The Qingluan Red Dragon Fan is so easy to use. It can easily sport a large-scale fire sea attack. It consumes little spiritual energy and the flame temperature is amazing, which makes Su Jie love it.
Ayiti Galo screamed, he could no longer reply.
Because his body was roasted in just over a dozen seconds, and the flesh, bones and internal organs were all carbonized, and he died horriblely.
However, his body did not refine a relics. Instead, a relics flew out from his body, which belonged to the monk Jinghui.
The choice of this relic is the same as that of Ayiti Gala. The monk Jinghui witnessed Su Jie's cruelty in Ayiti Gala's body.
So after Ayiti Gala died, he did not dare to fight against Su Jie and flee to his life like a flying person.
"Hehe, the monk Jinghui is right? It's said that the Western Regions Buddhism is profound. Today I want to ask you for advice for the demon cultivator."
Su Jie sang his finger and shot the Netherworld Soul-Seeing Bead first, and he caught up with the relics and hit it hard.
The Netherworld Soul-Seeing Pearl is an innate spiritual object specializing in the attack of the soul. The pure wisdom monk in the relics is located in it, and the Yang God is essentially the soul.
So when the Netherworld Soul-Seeing Bead hits the Relic, it will directly smash the Relic into pieces.
A faint cry of pain could be heard.
Then an old man with an old look, wearing a golden robe and narrow eyes appeared in the void. If you look closely, you will find that the old man's body is illusory. This is the Yang God of the monk Jinghui, and he was the true appearance of his life.
"Amitabha, this donor, we have no grievances or grudges. As long as the donor is willing to expose this time and let me return to the Western Regions, our Tantric Buddhism will definitely treat each other with generous gifts, which will definitely satisfy the donor.
Moreover, there is no need for the donor to help these demon cultivators. They harm the world and are despised and hostile to the world, and they are still worthy of death.
Our Tantric Buddhism is dedicated to eliminating demons and protecting the way, and hates evil spirits to demons and cultivators for the sake of the people of the world. We also ask the donor to understand right and wrong and choose to stand on the right and wrong. "The monk Jinghui clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's voice, trying to coerce and tempt Su Jie. "On the contrary, if the donor continues to force each other hard, then I have to fight with my life. "
The next moment, the monk Jinghui grabbed the Bodhi rosary with fierce eyes.
The rabbit is anxious and bites people. If Su Jie doesn't want to let him go, he will naturally not bend his neck and wait for the killing, but will take a gamble. It's best to scare Su Jie away.
After all, Yang Shen is the strongest attack on the Purple Palace, and its near-death outbreak is still very intimidating.
The Chongzhou Demon and Qin Yushang at the scene were both nervously paying attention, and the name of Tantric Buddhism was still very scary.
Although Su Jie killed Ayiti Gala, killing the yang divine body of the Jinghui monk, would definitely offend Tantric Buddhism completely.
Su Jie walked towards the monk Jinghui step by step, with a playful smile on his face: "What a demon-removing guard, what do you think I am talking to you in? Now, what do you think I look like?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a thousand-handed centipede emerged from Su Jie's sleeve, roaring and revealing his true body.
It looks like a huge body poured by steel, with strong purple-black insect shells, strange and pale corpse hands, and ferocious bloody mouths.
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As soon as it appeared, the evil aura shook the sky and the earth, causing countless living creatures within hundreds of miles to tremble, and they were so scared that they were all out of their feces and urine.
Under Su Jie's feet, a ninth-grade holy lotus appeared, and the lotus leaves were crystal clear, and the phantoms of auspicious beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, unicorns shone around, and the spiritual light shone on the heaven and earth.
The only difference is that it should be a golden holy lotus, but the veins of the lotus leaves are blood-colored and exudes a strange feeling.
Behind Su Jie, an endless sea of blood spread here.
The surging sea of blood has caused numerous blood waves, and the sea of blood has spread for countless miles, replacing the clouds of the sky, like the sky weeping blood, the earth gushing blood river, and the sea of blood rolling in. It can be said that blood covers the sun, completely blocking the sun above the head, and everything in the world reflects into the miserable Shura world. "Now, do you think I look like a demon?"
Su Jie's face muscles changed, his eyes flew slanted like blades, his thin lips pulled out a sarcastic curve, and he returned to his true appearance, looking at the pale-faced monk Jinghui.
"You, you, you"
The monk Jinghui was frightened and stuttered when he spoke.
Under the setting sun of the blood sea, Su Jie stood on the ninth-grade holy lotus with his hands in his hands, with a thousand-handed centipede coiled around him, and a sea of blood above his head was like a curtain of sky, casting thousands of blood-colored lights and shadows, and was filled with a demonic power and terrifying world.
Su Jie's appearance this time said that he is not a demon, and who else can match the word "天子" in the world?
It was more than the divine monk Jinghui who was shocked.
After seeing the Thousand-Handed Centipede and Taotao's Blood Sea, a figure popped up in his mind. "What, the blood demon ancestor Su Jie, he is the Zi Mansion." "The strongest demon in Qingzhou, Su Jie, the leader of the Guiling Palace, was actually him." "When did he be promoted to the Zi Mansion? I remember he was very young."
The powerful demons in Chongzhou at the scene recognized Su Jie's identity at this time.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede and the Sea of Blood are Su Jie's signatures. In the world, only Su Jie has the top eight-level Thousand-Handed Centipede. The Blood Sea of Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art was practiced by Su Jie to a state of unprecedented and unparalleled success.
This can be seen from the name Su Jie is respected as the ancestor of the Blood Demon, how high Su Jie's attainment in the Demon Swallowing the Sea of Blood Demon.
Anyway, after seeing Su Jie's Blood Sea of Demon Swallowing Heaven, the leader of the Blood Demon Cave, Jiang Jin, who was at the fifth level of the Taoist realm, had his eyes slashed and his mouth widened, and he felt a sense of powerlessness.
In the past, he heard that Su Jie's blood sea of devouring heaven is the best in the world, but he had never seen it with his own eyes and was still dissatisfied.
I think Su Jie may just be more impressive in his simple battle record. He defeated and killed those powerful people in the Taoist realm many times, and even though the righteous path spread rumors, he felt that Su Jie's attainment in the Blood Sea of Demon Swallowing Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art may not be as high as his leader of the Blood Demon Cave.
But now that he saw Su Jie's blood sea of devouring heaven-like magic trick, he realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.
Compared with the sea of blood used by Su Jie, his sea of blood can only be regarded as a small puddle. Compared with the two, it is an insult to Su Jie's sea of blood swallowing demon skills. "How did he practice this blood sea level? Isn't this level of blood sea to the tenth level of the Demon Swallowing of Heavenly Demon Swallowing Art?" Jiang Jin's mouth was bitter. His sixth level of the Demon Swallowing Art of Heavenly Demon Swallowing Art was already the strongest level in the Blood Sea of Demon Cave. It took him more than two hundred years to reach this level.
He couldn't understand that with Su Jie's age, he could not achieve such an effect even if he sacrificed all the people in Qingzhou and gathered all the people in Qingzhou.
"Blood Demon Ancestor, Su Jie."
Qin Yushang's expression under the veil changed completely.
She naturally heard of Su Jie's great reputation. He destroyed the Guanchao Pavilion a few years ago, and it shocked the Dali Dynasty at that time. He was the strongest demon entrenched in Qingzhou.
It was thanks to her that she was worried about Su Jie's safety just now. As soon as Su Jie's true identity came out, she was not only the strongest demon cultivator from Qingzhou, but also the peerless demon in the Purple Mansion Realm. She immediately made her wrinkle slightly because the Tianzhangsi still had Su Jie's wanted order.
On the one hand, Su Jie's behavior just now was somehow considered to be a rescue of Ayi Ti Garo at the hands of her, and on the other hand, the camps of both sides were hostile.
So much so that her perception of Su Jie became very complicated.
The demons in Chongzhou were shocked by Su Jie's true identity. The demon cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm and the previous generation of the Purple Mansion Realm who had been out of Chongzhou had to count for more than three hundred years.
In the past three hundred years, Chongzhou has never had a magic cultivator in the Purple Palace Realm again.
But now, the Purple Mansion Demon Cultivator, the most prosperous state in the Dali Dynasty, who has been out of the Purple Mansion for hundreds of years, has actually taken away Su Jie, the Purple Mansion Demon in Qingzhou, a prosperous place.
This shocked the powerful demons in Chongzhou. No one would question Su Jie's strength. Su Jie's ability to destroy Guanchao Pavilion is the best evidence, let alone witness Su Jie's invincible magic power now.
"Old monk, come on, use what you have learned throughout your life to please me."
Su Jie's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he made a trembling and domineering demonic sound.
Boom!
The Thousand-Handed Centipede roared upwards, and countless purple rays were like rainstorms, forcing the monk Jinghui to jump up and down, dodging in a mess, but it was impossible to dodge them all. Many places were penetrated, and the Yang God appeared as hollow as a beehive.
The sea of blood began to roll and waves of blood rushing, causing blue smoke to emerge from all over the place of the Yang God of Jinghui monk Yang Shen, which quickly corroded under the sea of blood, making it look very miserable.
This once-the-Purple Mansion Monk could only struggle in the sea of blood and was crushed by Su Jie, the great devil of the Purple Mansion.
(This chapter ends)