Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

The next day.

In the morning.

At the gate of Guiling Palace, Su Jie rode a horn-scaled horse, with a sword-raising gourd hanging from his waist, and walked on the dark stairs outside Guiling Palace.

On both sides of the stairs, large groups of disciples of Guiling Palace were watching.

Most of these disciples were outer disciples, with cultivation below the third level of the Soul Condensation Realm. They were not qualified to participate in the battle with the righteous sects, and cannon fodder had to be used in reasonable places.

On the left and right sides of Su Jie, Chen Yun and Ning Xinyue also rode horses.

Although Ning Xinyue had just entered the sect for more than two months, no one thought much about it because she was a cultivation genius.

In addition to Su Jie, there were several other teams going out to defend against the enemy today, all of which were led by inner disciples and assisted by outer disciples.

"It's Senior Brother Su Jie, he's from our branch, Senior Brother Su can definitely curb the arrogance of those righteous disciples."

"Senior Brother Yan is here too, his blood copper mace can break anything, those righteous disciples are in trouble."

"Senior Brother Su is stronger, do you know what the soul-calling banner and the white bone sword are? Those are the truly powerful magic weapons."

"It's obviously Senior Sister Xu's Mingshui Tiansui Gong that is powerful, Senior Sister Xu is at the ninth level of the Yunling Realm."

"Don't argue, I think Senior Brother Xiao Fengyuan is the strongest, he is one of the three strongest disciples in our sect."

These disciples kept discussing with each other, they couldn't participate in the war, they could only use this kind of comments to participate in the war atmosphere.

Among these disciples, Su Jie is quite popular, but he is not the most popular and famous one.

Su Jie looked to the other side, more than 20 meters ahead, there was a tall man with long hair, dark skin.

His left hand was wrapped with a multi-legged millipede, and his right hand held a black-patterned spear. He was not riding an ordinary horned horse, but a tamed spirit beast, the four-eyed phantom fox.

While riding, a pair of cold eyes swept around, his gaze was as sharp as a falcon, revealing a cold light.

There was a strong aura around him, the majestic spiritual power of the surging rivers, and the thick and uncast blood was steaming and hot like wolf smoke, all of which described his terrifying strength.

This person was called Xiao Fengyuan, and he was a tenth-level cultivator in the Soul Condensation Realm. He was also recognized as a terrifying existence ranked in the top three among many inner disciples.

The other two people ranked in the top three, one named Qi Shijian and the other named Luo Jian, were both tenth-level cultivators in the Soul Condensation Realm.

Of course, in the huge Guiling Palace, it is not just these three who have reached the tenth level of the Soul Condensation Realm.

It is not so easy to advance to the Secret Treasure Realm. Many disciples are stuck in the tenth level of the Soul Condensation Realm and cannot break through until their potential is exhausted.

But among the many tenth-level disciples in the Soul Condensation Realm, only these three are recognized as the strongest.

Because in addition to their cultivation, their magical instruments, skills, talismans, physiques and other foundations are also amazing, and each of them has done sensational deeds.

For example, Xiao Fengyuan's famous battle, during the mission, he once single-handedly killed more than ten inner disciples of a righteous sect.

And he successfully escaped back to Guiling Palace under the pursuit of the enemy elders, which was a sensation at the time.

As if sensing Su Jie's gaze, Xiao Fengyuan suddenly turned his head from the fox's back.

"You are Su Jie from the branch of Qiu Laodao, right? I heard that you beat two inner disciples one by one."

Xiao Fengyuan's voice was flat, and his expression was not turbulent. Compared with his record, one against two was nothing.

"Hello, Senior Brother Xiao."

Su Jie and Xiao Fengyuan looked at each other, not knowing what the other party was like.

"Cao Yuan is my junior brother."

Xiao Fengyuan looked at the sword-raising gourd on Su Jie's waist and suddenly said this.

"Uh!"

Su Jie was stunned. His sword-raising gourd was snatched from the inner disciple Cao Yuan, so is the other party going to stand out?

Subconsciously, Su Jie looked at the multi-legged millipede and the top-grade three-refined poisonous insect wrapped around Xiao Fengyuan's left hand, the black-patterned spear in his right hand was a mid-grade magic weapon, the robe he was wearing was a mid-grade magic weapon, and the four-eyed phantom fox sitting on it was a top-level spirit beast in the Soul Condensation Realm.

Hiss!

This strength, as one of the recognized strongest disciples, is not without reason!

"Don't be nervous, Cao Yuan's own skills are not as good as others, and there is nothing to say if he loses. I don't have the time to stand up for him."

Xiao Fengyuan pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, which seemed a bit ugly because he rarely smiled.

"You have great potential, but don't die outside. If you encounter danger, remember to send a signal flare smoke column. If I'm nearby, I'll go over."

Xiao Fengyuan nodded to Su Jie, and without waiting for Su Jie's reply, he drove the four-eyed phantom fox to speed up, left the mountain gate steps, and entered the dense forest with several teammates.

Su Jie was a little confused. He was used to the arrogance of the inner disciples of Guiling Palace. Suddenly, a normal person appeared, at least on the surface, Su Jie was a little uncomfortable.

Chen Yun rode parallel to Su Jie and said, "I have heard some news about Senior Brother Xiao. This senior brother has always been easy to talk to our disciples of Guiling Palace. Even if the outer disciples go to him, he will patiently help answer questions and solve doubts. If there are any contradictions and conflicts, he will also help to deal with them and let both sides shake hands and make peace."

"Are you sure you are talking about the demon cultivator?"

Ning Xinyue's reaction was similar to Su Jie's, and they were both half-believing and half-doubting.

After all, from the rumors, Xiao Fengyuan seemed more in line with the character of a righteous disciple.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. There is a reason for this. This senior brother's life experience is very tragic. His parents were originally a small local wealthy family. Because of some trivial things, they offended the Zhengdao Sect Guanchao Pavilion and the whole clan was destroyed in Guanchao Pavilion. He was the only one who escaped with his life at the hands of Chao Pavilion. Later, he specially came to Guiling Palace to learn the skills. After becoming famous, he went out to find righteous disciples to hone his skills. "

Chen Yun told all the news she knew.

"I see."

Su Jie nodded slightly, this made sense.

"It sounds a bit unreliable."

Ning Xinyue whispered.

"There is nothing unreliable. In the battle between factions, there are bad people in the righteous sect, and there are also good people in the demonic sect, such as me."

"..."

Ning Xinyue rolled her eyes and dismissed Su Jie's self-promotion.

"Let's go, let's speed up too."

Su Jie glanced at Ning Xinyue, stopped chatting, and ran into the dense forest and mountains with his horse under his belly.

…

Outside the boundaries of Ghost Ridge Palace.

Above the clouds in the sky, several large Dharma boats were continuously raining down angry flames from the sky, bombarding the mountain guarding formation of Ghost Ridge Palace. The long-term attack opened a crack.

On the deck, a special magic weapon, the Xuanguang Tianjian, was opened, forming a small teleportation array that connected the interior of the Ghost Ridge Palace.

"Exterminate demons and protect the Tao. Today, follow me to kill all the demon cultivators and eradicate a major scourge in Qingzhou."

Groups of righteous disciples wearing different costumes shouted slogans, looked eagerly, and stepped into the teleportation circle with confidence.

As precious spiritual stones were consumed one by one, a steady stream of disciples were sent into the inner area of ​​​​Ghost Ridge Palace, aiming to flatten the demonic sect in Qingzhou, destroy its inheritance, and destroy its sect.