Hell Emperor

Chapter 275 Shura Jie - Trump Card

On the side of the venue, Su Miao also heard Ren Changhong's words, and her expression was complicated.

After all, Su Miao is also the 99th generation descendant of Xuannv, and knows much more about the secrets of the sect than Ren Changhong.

Knowing that her past was so tortuous, Su Miao couldn't help but open her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but because the competition was still going on, she couldn't say it in the end.

Ren Changhong knelt down on his knees, drew out the Frost Sword, and planned to commit suicide to seek forgiveness from the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace.

Seeing this, Ye Jie clenched his fists and said that he would not let this happen no matter what, and grabbed Ren Changhong's hand that was about to swing the sword.

Ren Changhong raised her head, her hair slightly messy, and she looked helpless and puzzled, but she heard Ye Jie solemnly say: "It's not time yet, let's try again!"

"But..." Ren Changhong pursed her lips, "Her Highness Moro finally gave us a chance to live, if we disappoint her again, I'm afraid not even one of us will survive."

"If you can't survive, I'll die with you!" Ye Jie gritted his teeth. Now that things have come to this, how can he watch Ren Changhong die alone while he lives in shame? No matter what, he has to try it one last time.

Seeing Ye Jie's determination, what else can Ren Changhong not let go of? She bit her lips hard, then showed Ye Jie an affirmative look, and heard Ye Jie's firm words: "The Secret Spirit Divine Art!"

The brilliance is condensed, pure white as snow, and bright as the moon. It once again fell behind Ye Jie, adding a bit of extraordinary momentum to him.

Compared with the last evolution, the Qi Guan Chang Hong Gua has undergone obvious changes, and the aura has become deeper and heavier, which symbolizes that the bond between the two has also reached the point of being inseparable.

Feeling the grade of the Qi Guan Chang Hong Gua, Ye Jie finally sighed.

There is still a gap between the Qi Guan Chang Hong Gua breaking through the fourth grade and becoming a third-grade artifact. The seemingly weak gap is like a natural moat, blocking the two people. No matter how hard they try, it is difficult to break through.

"How could this be..."

Ye Jie gritted his teeth secretly, with a look of disappointment on his face.

He thought that after the previous understanding and recognition of the two, the Qi Guan Chang Hong Gua would definitely reach the artifact level, but the current reality gave him a ruthless blow. It is not so easy to transform into a ghost magic weapon at the artifact level!

"Is it because I am not honest enough? Ren Changhong still doesn't know the secret of me until now, or because of something else..."

Ye Jie kept thinking, but no matter how hard he tried, the result did not change at all.

He and Xia Wei had shared life and death, burning their souls, and the final grade of the Nether Spirit Magical Treasure was only the third grade. Now, how could these few words replace the decision of not regretting death?

Could it be that this competition would end in failure, and one of him and Ren Changhong must die to appease the anger of the Demon Palace Master?

Just as Ye Jie was distressed, he heard a strong slapping sound beside his ears. Looking in the direction of the sound, it turned out that Lin Hanyan took advantage of the unpreparedness and rushed to the bottom of the competition venue, but was stopped by the tight protective shield and was slapping the protective shield again and again.

Lin Hanyan's actions also caused an uproar around her:

"Who is she? Why is she interfering with the competition?"

"Looking at the mask on her face, she should be Shura! Could it be that the Demon Palace can't afford to lose and is planning to cheat?"

"Where are the guards? Get rid of her quickly and don't let her interfere with the competition!"

Seeing the ghosts from the Nether Palace surrounding them and about to cast the Soul Binding Rope to completely capture Lin Hanyan, Ye Jie hurriedly stepped forward to stop their behavior: "Wait a minute, she is my friend, let her come over."

Hearing what Ye Jie said, the ghosts around were stunned. This competition did not restrict the replacement of people in the middle, but it was the first time that someone had rushed to the stage and slapped the protective magic circle with his hands with the intention of going on stage.

Su Miao was slightly stunned: "There are helpers? Wait a minute... Is she the Shura who was attacked before? Could it be that Shura Jie agreed to take on the bait mission for her?"

Su Miao recognized Lin Hanyan's identity at a glance, and there was a bit of surprise in her eyes. Lin Hanyan's arrival undoubtedly added a few variables to the already determined results of the competition.

Seeing Lin Hanyan arrive at such a critical moment, Ye Jie breathed a sigh of relief, but also had some doubts: "Aren't you recovering from your injuries? The last time I saw you, you couldn't even move..."

Lin Hanyan snorted: "My injuries are almost healed, and you didn't say you came to see me..."

Ye Jie shook his head helplessly. During this period of time, his energy was focused on the transformation of the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and on repairing the injuries of the Nether Butterfly. He didn't pay attention to how Lin Hanyan recovered. Now he saw that she was almost healed under the careful care of the Nether Spirit Palace.

"By the way... why are you here?" Ye Jie asked.

Lin Hanyan blinked, the answer was obvious: "Of course I'm here to help you! Su Miao has three Nether Spirit Magical Treasures, and you only have two. You can't win the competition anyway. In this case, use my power."

"You..." Ye Jie was embarrassed. Although Lin Hanyan's intentions were good, he knew nothing about the Nether Spirit Magical Treasures that Lin Hanyan could transform into.

It should be noted that the quality of the Nether Spirit Magical Treasures is only related to the bond between the two people. If the bond is not strong enough, even if one's own cultivation is high, the quality of the magic weapon will be terribly low.

What makes Ye Jie hesitate is whether the bond between him and Lin Hanyan can support a powerful ghost magic weapon? If there were only ninth and eighth grades, that would be ridiculous. Not only would he lose the competition, but even Lin Hanyan would not be able to escape punishment.

Ye Jie was a little embarrassed: "Master Mo Luo is still watching. If the competition fails, even you will be implicated, and you can only apologize with death. Ren Changhong and I are deeply involved in it, and it is difficult to escape, but you are different. How can you leave now?" It’s too late, but if it’s too late and angers Lord Mo Luo, there’s no telling what will happen.”

As if seeing Ye Jie's hesitation, Lin Hanyan smiled faintly: "No one has ever been willing to stand up for me. In all my years in Moluo Palace, all I have seen are greedy and greedy people. I have never seen anyone. Shura, your family is more important than yourself. You risk your life for me, and I will help you!"

Ye Jie was silent, Lin Hanyan was referring to not only the fact that he had accepted the bait mission to find out the real culprit who attacked Shura, but also the blood demon disciples who had blackmailed her before. She remembered everything that happened before.

After a while, Ye Jie said: "But you are not my family. It would be more beneficial to you if I cannot escape this disaster and die unfortunately..."

As long as Ye Jie dies, the puppet talisman on Lin Hanyan will be lifted, and she can return to freedom. Logically speaking, she should be happy to see it, but she took the initiative to come to the stage to help regardless of the risk of offending the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace. , it was obvious that he had already made up his mind.

Lin Hanyan pursed her lips and said sincerely: "I know that you have always been dissatisfied with me because of what I did in Tianxuan Palace. Although you don't say it, you have many complaints in your heart. In Mo Luo Palace, I have no choice. Now, I have understood the mistakes of the past. Your appearance has opened the door to another world for me. I also want to be your family. Please let me help you!"

After listening to Lin Hanyan's sincere words, Ye Jie was filled with emotion. Lin Hanyan, like Ren Changhong, had been floating in the Demon Palace for many years, forgetting who he was and what he originally pursued. Now he has gone through hardships. , washed away all the bad luck, she also found her original self, even at the risk of losing her soul, she still had to go on stage to help.

"Since you are determined, I can't live up to your expectations. I will accept your kindness! I'm going to use the Nether Spirit Art. You should concentrate and hold your breath and don't resist."

Ye Jie's eyes were fixed. Lin Hanyan's determination also gave the deadlocked competition a little more possibility of turning defeat into victory. It allowed him to find some hope in the desperate situation. How could he refuse?

"No matter whether we can survive this disaster or not, you are now a member of the family! Netherworld Divine Art!"

As Ye Jie shouted loudly, Lin Hanyan's delicate body dispersed like smoke, and then condensed into shape in his hands. The smoke was erratic, like a dream.

On the side, Su Miao was shocked: "The magic weapon actually appeared in the hand. Could it be... that it is a sword transformed from a ghost spirit?"

The Nether Spirit Transformation Sword is the most demanding type of Nether Spirit Divine Art. The power of the Nether Spirit Magic Artifact condensed from it is far more powerful than others. It can be said to be the core power of the Nether Spirit Divine Art.

The third-grade artifact in Su Miao's hand, the Miaoyin Soul-Captivating Sword, is the product of the Nether Spirit Transformation Sword.

Now, seeing the magic weapon transformed by Lin Hanyan appear in Ye Jie's hands, how could she not be surprised? Could it be that the Shura who suddenly appeared on stage was Ye Jie's sword?

Soon, when the magic weapon was condensed, Su Miao was slightly relieved by the sight in front of her. It was not a sword, but a slender rope. The rope was dotted with sparkling light, and a layer of mist shrouded the outside. It looked like something other than an ordinary thing. This made Su Miao's heart that had just been relieved suddenly rise again.

"What grade of magic weapon is that? Hurry up and pronounce the verdict!"

Su Miao, who was anxious, had no choice but to look at Di Ting, who had a lot of leisure time. Di Ting was not anxious at all, and spoke in a slow voice: "Don't be anxious, let him make his own announcement, I am only responsible for judging whether what he said is true or false. "

Su Miao was stunned and could only puff her mouth and look at Ye Jie impatiently, wanting to hear what he said.

Ye Jie looked emotional and gently stroked the rippling rope in his hand: "The fourth-grade magic weapon, the vast rope of smoke!"

"Fourth grade? Haha, is this your trump card? It seems that the victory in this competition belongs to the Underworld Palace!"

After learning about the grade of Yan Bo Hao Miao Suo, Su Miao chuckled. The laughter was sweet and moving, and there was also a hint of relief in it.

The three magical weapons of the underworld that Ye Jie possesses, including the Yanbo Haoshuo, are only of the fourth grade at their highest, so how can they be compared with the third-grade Miaoyin Soul-Captivating Sword in her hand? She can definitely win this competition!

At this time, three more loud bells sounded in everyone's ears, which also meant that the competition time was over and everything was a foregone conclusion!

After winning the competition, Su Miao felt refreshed and elated. After listening for a long time, she didn't announce the verdict. Instead, she looked embarrassed and couldn't help but urge: "Why don't you announce the results of the competition? Don't make all the palace masters wait in a hurry. Especially Lord Mo Luo!"

On the main seat, Moro still looked like he had never put anything in his eyes. After hearing what Su Miao said, the mocking look in his eyes became even more intense: "What are you anxious about? Isn't the result of this competition a draw? ?”

"Tie?" Su Miao was stunned and quickly looked at Di Ting, "The Hall of Pingping has always been known for its impartiality and selflessness. You can't deliberately make a verdict that is contrary to the facts because of the power of some people!"

But Jian Diting shook his head and said: "This competition did end in a tie. This is true. It's just that due to the agreement, the result of the tie may not satisfy the palace masters..."

"Is it a tie..."

Ye Jie breathed a sigh of relief. The result of the tie couldn't be better. It at least meant that several people's lives were saved.

Su Miao, on the other hand, was anxious: "How can it be a tie? Which ghost magic weapon he has is better than my Miaoyin Soul-Capturing Sword? Have you forgotten that my Miaoyin Soul-Capturing Sword is a third-grade artifact?"

Seeing that Su Miao was still entangled, Di Ting snorted and was a little annoyed: "The magic weapons derived from Moluo Palace are the fourth-grade Qi Penetrating Rainbow Hanging, the fourth-grade Xingyue Linglong Moth, and the fourth-grade Yanbo Vast Cord, with grades four, four and four. The magic weapons derived from the Netherworld Hall are the third-grade Miaoyin Soul-Capturing Sword, the fourth-grade White Mist Cirrus Cloud Boots, and the fifth-grade crimson viviparous flower. The individual magic weapons were compared with each other at levels three, four, and five, and the result was one win, one loss, and one tie. Isn’t it a tie?”

Su Miao was stunned. She didn't expect the result to be like this. How could she accept it? She kept saying: "No matter what, I have also evolved a divine weapon, which means one win, one loss and one draw. Shouldn't the divine weapon have more advantages? I should win!"

Di Ting was quite impatient: "The competition in the Nether Spirit Art is not the strength of one person, but the result of team efforts! Even if you condense the magic weapon, you can only achieve a small victory. In terms of the overall situation of the competition, , it still depends on the level of all the ghost magic weapons, a tie is a tie, why bother?"

Ye Jie coughed dryly. A draw was undoubtedly the best result. It not only allowed everyone to give an explanation to the master of Moluo Palace, but also saved the main tent of Mingling Palace. He then said:

"Fairy Miaorou, since the competition ended in a draw, in my opinion, we might as well take a break and wait until a few months later to compete again..."

Before Ye Jie finished speaking, Su Miao interrupted angrily: "A tie? How can I lose to you, a second-level Shura, in the Nether Spirit Art? If I don't severely defeat the Demon Palace today, I don’t know what more excessive demands you will make in the name of a tie in the future. A tie is impossible. We must compete today!”

Ye Jie's proposal of a tie was mercilessly refuted by Su Miao. This situation also made Ye Jie a little helpless. Obviously a tie is the best result, but Su Miao must cut off the thoughts of Moluo Temple. Let Ye Jie and the others be completely defeated and return in embarrassment!