Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

A few days later!

The entrance to Ghost Ridge Palace is a dangerous pass between mountains.

From a distance, you can see three obsidian towers standing on the mountain peaks. This is the center of the mountain-protecting formation and a key place where the elders are stationed.

Next to the tower, there are many military tents spread here.

A large number of disciples rest, recuperate, and attack here, so that they can strangle enemies nearby, or go out to kill the surrounding righteous disciples.

However, with the efforts of several sects such as Guanchao Pavilion, Miaoyin Temple, Zixia Sect, Jinjianmen, and Qingluan Mountain, they continued to increase their troops.

Nowadays, the disciples of Guiling Palace rarely go out to fight against encirclement and suppression, because too many disciples never return.

The manpower is now huddled in the sect's territory and will not go out easily.

As usual, Jing Weitao was standing at the sentry tower on the mountain peak, observing the surrounding environment with his eyesight while releasing reconnaissance insects to inspect the field.

As an inner disciple, he is not very strong and only has the sixth level cultivation of Yunling Realm.

However, he was very good at controlling insects, so he was sent to act as a sentinel, investigating the movements of the righteous sects outside every day.

"We don't dare to go out, and they don't dare to come in. It's too boring. How long will this kind of garrison last?"

Jing Weitao looked at the butterflies floating on his fingertips, sharing the insect's vision, and complained to his companions who were also sentinels next to him.

"Okay, this is a great mission. You don't have to risk your life to be safe. Do you want to go to the mountains and forests of the sect to fight against those righteous disciples?"

The companion rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"That's right. My little strength is just to protect myself."

Jing Weitao suddenly shuddered when he thought of that scene.

How many disciples have fallen into the virgin forest of Ghost Ridge Palace. Now it is said that the sect is preparing to mobilize the cannon fodder from the second level of Yunling Realm to replenish the consumption. This shows how fierce the battle is.

"Hey, no, there's something going on."

Jing Weitao's expression changed. The vision shared by the reconnaissance insect passed back, and he couldn't help but look to the southwest.

"What happened?"

Synchronously, he followed his gaze and saw an astonishing scene.

But on the vast grassland outside the mountain peak, a red sedan chair was flying over.

Near the sedan chair, large numbers of righteous disciples were frantically attacking the sedan chair.

"What is that, a ghost?"

Jing Weitao looked more carefully by detecting insects, and saw a beautiful woman wearing a red wedding dress on the top of the sedan chair.

The scout insect and the wedding woman looked at each other, and the other party seemed to see him far behind through the insect.

Jing Weitao's heart was beating rapidly, blood flowed backwards all over his body, and cold sweat soaked his whole body. He quickly controlled the insects to avoid looking at each other, otherwise he suspected that his heart might burst.

"What’s wrong with you."

Sensing something strange about Jing Weitao, his companions became nervous.

"I don't know, that woman is very weird, she doesn't look like a normal person."

Jing Weitao couldn't describe the feeling. When he looked over there again, he saw many besieging righteous disciples falling to the ground silently and turning into cold corpses.

boom!

A huge thousand-armed centipede emerged from the sedan chair and transformed into a behemoth nearly a hundred meters long.

The bones of the cheeks cracked, and the high-temperature rays melted the metal and iron, melting the bodies of many disciples.

Several figures also walked out of the sedan chair, and jointly pushed back the besieging righteous disciples, speeding towards the Ghost Ridge Palace station.

Behind the pursuing righteous disciples, their elders have appeared, and the elders from the secret realm are flying in from the air, prepared to ignore martial ethics.

"That's right, senior brother Su and senior brother Xiao."

After seeing the figure clearly, Jing Weitao took a breath of cold air, quickly took out a small black insect whistle from his mouth, and blew it hard.

On the three obsidian towers, a powerful aura awakened.

One by one, the elders of Ghost Ridge Palace opened their eyes and soared into the sky from the tower.

"It's actually him."

Qiu Laodao saw the familiar figure and seemed to understand something. He quickly flew forward and stopped the secret realm elders of the Zhengdao Sect.

"If you want to take action against my disciples and use the big to bully the small, this is your righteous way!"

Qiu Laodao shouted angrily and clapped his hands. The sea of ​​clouds rolled up and the ground tore apart, sending the two Vault Realm elders flying out.

"master."

Su Jie shouted, with a surprise smile on his face.

Originally, Su Jie and the others planned to return the same way, but the blockade of the orthodox sects became tighter and tighter. The previous passage out had been blocked, and entry from other places would be blocked by the mountain guard formation.

There was no other way, Su Jie and the others could only enter through the main entrance and force their way in.

More and more elders from Ghost Ridge Palace arrived, and the situation suddenly calmed down.

"Go back with me."

Qiu Laodao looked at the shocked elders opposite and snorted with disdain.

The other Ghost Ridge Palace elders saw the dead bodies scattered around the sedan chair, and looked at Su Jie, Xiao Fengyuan and others with quite surprised eyes. You must know that in this grassland, it is not easy even for the elders of the Secret Realm to break in.

Under the escort of a group of Ghost Ridge Palace elders, Su Jie and others returned to the mountain protection formation without any danger.

Because of the elder's dispatch, the disciples here have already been alerted.

"It's Senior Brother Su."

"Senior Brother Xiao is here too, why did they run outside?"

"No wonder I haven't heard from the two of them recently. Maybe they are on some mission."

Su Jie and Xiao Fengyuan are celebrities in Guiling Palace, and there are not many disciples who know them.

Taoist Qiu naturally knew what mission his disciples left to perform, and he was going to ask about the mission.

But the crowd suddenly made way for a path, and shouts of "Master" rang out.

A man in a black robe walked slowly, and it was the master of Guiling Palace, Zhang Junwei.

"Master!"

Su Jie bowed, but he didn't expect that even the master was alarmed.

Zhang Tianjun glanced at several people, looked at Han Ruyan, the ghost of the wedding dress, and asked, "Was the mission executed successfully?"

"Fortunately, the traitor Qi Shijian has been arrested and is waiting for the trial of the sect."

Su Jie waved his hand, and Qi Shijian was spit out of the mouth of the Thousand Hands Centipede. Xiao Fengyuan stepped forward and fed him a pill.

Soon, after the effect of the medicine took effect, Qi Shijian woke up drowsily.

After seeing the situation around him, the poor guy who had been unconscious all the way turned pale in an instant.

The disciples around him had fallen into silence after Zhang Junwei arrived, but when they saw Qi Shijian appear, they could no longer maintain this silence, and screams and curses rang out.

"It's Qi Shijian, Senior Brother Su and Senior Brother Xiao have captured this traitor."

"Good, good, we finally caught this traitor, and this time he must die a miserable death."

"Killing him is not enough to relieve our hatred, we must make him unable to live or die."

Countless disciples looked at Qi Shijian angrily, because he betrayed the sect in the war and killed Luo Jian, one of the three top masters among the disciples. This had already caused a lot of uproar in Guiling Palace, causing the morale of Guiling Palace to drop a lot.

Now seeing Qi Shijian again, he was still captured, and these mostly cruel demon cultivators couldn't wait to cook him up.

Not only the disciples, but also the elders of the Secret Treasure Realm were looking at Qi Shijian.

The cold murderous gaze fell on Qi Shijian, causing this top disciple of Guiling Palace to tremble like a sieve.