Two Realms: Don’t call me evil!

"When did you discover that we were following you? You set up a trap and borrowed a knife to kill someone. You are so young and have such evil thoughts."

Mu Yue knew she couldn't escape, gritted her teeth and stared at Su Jie. If Raoyang Lake hadn't been attacked by Guanchao Pavilion, how could she have been chased by Su Jie in such a panic.

"Thank you for the compliment. Viciousness is a good word for us demon cultivators! As for when I discovered you, when did I make you think that Yu Wenxian was able to track the powder and hide it from my perception."

Su Jie stroked the cold edge of the White Bone Tiansha Sword. Although he was smiling, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Mu Yue's face was ugly. She didn't expect that her and others' plan would go wrong at the very beginning.

"I'm quite curious as to why you guys are looking for me. If you tell me, I'll leave you a complete body."

"Promise to let me go, and I'll tell you everything."

"If you don't want to give me dignity, then there's nothing to say."

Su Jie's eyes turned indifferent and he coldly uttered two words: "Thunder is coming."

Boom!

The sky thunder rolled like a dragon, and the purple sky thunder struck Mu Yue one after another.

"break!"

Mu Yue controlled the Red Refined Flying Sword, hoping to use the sword energy to offset the thunder.

However, the power of the Zixiao Sky Thunder greatly exceeded her expectations. She had just blocked a few sky thunders, but due to the impact of her injuries, her spiritual power failed to keep up one after another. The flying sword was blown away, and she was bombarded by the sky thunder. During the treatment, the skin is cracked by electricity and the water on the body surface is evaporated.

"Happy Meditation Statue!"

With fear in her eyes, Mu Yue sat cross-legged on the ground, clasping her hands together in a sitting meditation posture.

At this time, a circle of golden light appeared behind Mu Yue's head, as if she really had the power of a Buddha. Thunder exploded on the surface of her body, but failed to hurt her body.

But before this situation lasted for a few seconds, Su Jie increased the output again.

The purple sky thunder has a faint hint of gold, and its power has once again increased to a new level.

Mu Yue's screams immediately rang out because the Zixiao Thunder broke her defense.

Su Jie has gained too much from the long journey of the great road, and his soul has reached the current stage of perfection.

The power of supernatural powers is linked to the strength of the soul, and the power of Zixiao Thunder has also increased.

If Mu Yue had not been injured, Su Jie would not have been able to break Mu Yue's defense so easily, but who would have made her weak in the follow-up.

Now Su Jie just relied on the Purple Sky Thunder to beat Mu Yue to death, leaving her unable to fight back.

"Sir, look at how beautiful the Nu family is!"

Under the attack of the divine power of heavenly thunder, Mu Yue used the Wanyu Sect's most powerful illusion technique.

She relied on this move to immobilize the seven monks of Guanchao Pavilion.

If Su Jie could be trapped, she would have the possibility of escaping.

The pink curtain spread, but Mu Yue didn't know that Su Jie was no longer what he used to be.

"A mere beauty and white bones want to mess with my evil heart. Everything is false, everything is just a moment of beauty."

Su Jie's soul thundered violently. The extremely powerful soul was completely immune to the control of illusions.

I remember that at the beginning, Su Jie was far away from him, but he was brought back to his college days in his memory by this illusion, and was controlled for a few minutes.

But now that he was almost face to face with Mu Yue, such an illusion was broken by Su Jie instantly. The power of the soul brought about the power of the soul.

The raging thunder not only broke the illusion, but also struck Mu Yue like lightning spears, blasting him from high altitude into the ground.

Ding dong!

When Mu Yue lost her balance, the Red Refined Flying Sword also swayed and was knocked away by the White Bone Heavenly Evil Sword. It fell in the direction of the Thousand-Handed Centipede and was bitten by the Thousand-Handed Centipede, becoming Su Jie's trophy.

Looking at Mu Yue again, her whole body was covered with scorch marks, her internal organs were exposed to the air, and her limbs were blown off by thunder.

Su Jie kept true to his word and said that if he didn't keep her whole body, he wouldn't keep her whole body.

Mu Yue used to be a charming beauty that could not be easily forgotten, but now she is like a blackened wooden stake, looking so miserable.

Mu Yue's mouth was open, all her teeth were falling out, her torn vocal cords were trying to make a seductive sound, and she was making a final death struggle. She didn't know whether she wanted to beg for mercy or fight to the death.

But no matter what Mu Yue wanted to do, there was no chance.

Just as Mu Yue opened her mouth, a white light flashed across the sky. It was the White Bone Heavenly Evil Sword, flying across her body.

Plop!

The expression on Mu Yue's face froze, and her head rolled down from her neck.

But at this moment, a blue light suddenly flashed and went straight to Su Jie's brain.

That was Mu Yue's soul, which had suddenly formed into a soul. Now this soul turned into a sharp sword, trying to penetrate Su Jie's brain.

"Little devil, even if you die, I will support you."

There was a sound of resentment coming from Mu Yueyuan's divine sword, and the sword passed through layers of obstacles like a phantom.

Su Jie watched calmly as the sword approached. Su Jie's spirit was confident that he could defend against this move.

In terms of spirit, Su Jie is much stronger than Mu Yue, and it is only a luxury for the other party to die together.

However, the confrontation between the souls was too dangerous, so Su Jie chose a safer approach.

A brilliant golden light film protected Su Jie's whole body. The Yuanshen Sword fell on it, as if it was stuck in a swamp, but the light film was slightly dented, making it completely unable to pierce.

On Su Jie's chest, a golden lotus floated in the air, and three emerald green lotus leaves radiated holy light, making Mu Yue's death struggle a joke.

"Ninth-grade Holy Lotus, our sect's sacred object is actually on your body. No, there are only three leaves."

On the Yuanshen Sword, Mu Yue's voice changed.

She was in a trance after seeing the Ninth Grade Holy Lotus, and she was completely desperate.

As the sacred object of the Wanyu Sect, Mu Yue knew too well how strong the defense of the Ninth Grade Holy Lotus was.

Although the Ninth Grade Holy Lotus in Su Jie's hand now only had three lotus leaves, it had not reached the mature form of nine lotus leaves.

But under Su Jie's control, Mu Yue's current state had no hope of breaking it.

"Oh, your sect's sacred object?"

Su Jie's eyes flashed with thought, but his movements were not slow at all.

As his mind moved, when the Yuanshen Sword was slightly trapped by the Ninth Grade Holy Lotus, hundreds of thousands of thunders covered Mu Yue's Yuanshen Sword.

Only screams were heard. The magical power of Zixiao Tianlei also relied on the soul, so it could naturally kill the sword constructed by Mu Yue's Yuanshen, and the killing power was extremely powerful.

In a blink of an eye, the Yuanshen Sword broke in the middle, which was equivalent to the Yuanshen being torn in half, which was a hundred times more painful than being cut in half.

"Did you plant the Ninth-Rank Holy Lotus in the Ghost Ridge Palace? You wanted to use the Qingliu Earth Spirit River in the Ghost Ridge Palace to make the Ninth-Rank Holy Lotus truly mature, so you arranged for Yu Wenxian to go undercover in the Ghost Ridge Palace?"

Su Jie made his own guess, and more thunder covered him.

"My sect will not let you go."

Mu Yue's torn soul could not keep the sword, and his resentful eyes were filled with hatred.

"Hehe, you definitely won't have the chance to see this scene."

Su Jie waved his hand. Although Mu Yue did not answer, she did not deny it, which confirmed the correctness of Su Jie's guess to a certain extent.

When Su Jie waved his hand, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was revealed. Mu Yue's broken soul could not resist and was sucked into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, causing the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to have more than a dozen majestic ghost generals.

So far, Mu Yue, a powerful cultivator of the fifth level of the Secret Treasure Realm, fell in Su Jie's hands.

The whole battle was extremely easy, and Su Jie was unscathed after the battle.

The main reason is that Su Jie strengthened his soul in the long river of the road, while Mu Yue was seriously injured and weakened. The strength of the two sides is no longer on the same line, and the fight will be a crushing situation.

Put away Mu Yue's storage bag, Su Jie cleaned up the battlefield.

After doing all this, Su Jie took the Thousand Hands Centipede again and returned to the canal on the north side of Anyue City.

When flying over Anyue City, Su Jie could feel the eyes of the cultivators below who were secretly watching.

These cultivators include casual cultivators, cultivators from aristocratic families, and even official cultivators from the Patrol Department. The law enforcement department of the Dali Dynasty against monsters, demons, and ghosts only dared to watch from afar. When Su Jie and Mu Yue clashed just now, they did not dare to approach and intervene.

Su Jie even sensed the breath of a secret realm among them, most of which were the ancestors of the aristocratic families with a long heritage, or the staff of the Patrol Department.

However, this secret realm did not choose to show up, obviously unwilling to be an enemy of Su Jie.

Although it is everyone's responsibility to fight against the demon cultivators, there is not enough benefit and too much risk to risk one's life to fight the demon cultivators.

Only the young disciples who have just debuted will be so stupid. After being beaten, most of them will be smoothed out and know how to act according to circumstances and avoid harm.

Su Jie did not go to the trouble of killing people. The fight just now was so loud that almost the entire Anyue City was alarmed.

Unless Su Jie massacred the city, it would be possible to avoid the news leaking.

When he landed on the flower boat again, Su Jie saw several bodies lying on one side. On both sides of the river, bodies were floating and sinking, and were washed downstream by the current. They were the guests who had stayed on the boat before, and became victims.

More female demon cultivators on the flower boat were caught by Han Ruyan, with red veils on their heads, and they were stiff and motionless.

"Have you killed them?"

Han Ruyan stood on the bow of the boat and watched Su Jie return quietly.

"Kill them, their souls have strengthened the Ten Thousand Souls Banner."

Su Jie reported the results of the battle, and then focused on the survivors that Han Ruyan had captured.

Next, of course, there was an interrogation.

Although these female demons were also demon cultivators, they could not hold out for much longer than the righteous disciples due to the pain of being bitten by thousands of insects.

This kind of pain that was worse than death made them just want to be quick and tell Su Jie everything they knew.

After the interrogation, there was no one left alive on the flower boat.

Su Jie already knew the information he wanted, and the fate of these captives was imaginable. Although they were all delicate beauties, Su Jie did not hesitate at all.

"The Wanyu Sect, which collects yang to replenish yin and captures genius cultivators as cauldrons to practice, is a demon sect composed of all female cultivators. I seem to know why they came to me."

Su Jie learned the origins of these female demon cultivators during the interrogation. Thinking of Yu Wenxian's situation and combining the information of the Wanyu Sect, Su Jie had guessed why Yu Wenxian and the Wanyu Sect came to him.

Obviously, it was Su Jie's reputation as a fairy seedling that made Wanyumen covet Su Jie's body and wanted to abduct Su Jie to serve as a cauldron for cultivation.

"What a bunch of female demons, so cruel."

Standing in the middle of the corpses on the ground, Su Jie sighed.

"However, if you want me to be a cauldron, it's good to be a soft meal, but I'd better forget about being squeezed dry by you like a cow and a horse."

Su Jie stretched and said to himself.

Such things did not bother Su Jie at all. As long as he was strong enough, it was not certain who would catch whom.

After cleaning up the battlefield traces without staying for long, Su Jie took his spoils and flew into the air, passing Anyue City again. He rode the Thousand-Handed Centipede away in the eyes of countless people who were terrified, cowering, and trembling, leaving a legend for the people here.

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The night was as dark as ink, bottomless, and the sky was blocked by thick clouds. Occasionally, moonlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, covering the earth with a layer of silver lichen.

In the distance, the mountains were undulating, like ancient giant beasts, sleeping quietly in the depths of the night.

But upon closer inspection, one of the mountaintops was not a mountain at all, but a terrifying centipede with hundreds of pale hands and a body length of more than 100 meters.

And Su Jie, who had just left Anyue City, sat on the head of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, with a red top-grade magic sword on his knees, named the Red Refining Flame Sword.

This is a flying sword that is as good as the White Bone Sky Sword. As Su Jie finished refining it and erased the restrictions left by Mu Yue, Su Jie's mind turned and the Red Refining Flame Sword flew out rapidly.

Wherever the sword passed, trees and boulders were pierced one after another. The pierced trees caught fire and turned into charcoal ash, which scattered all over the sky.

The rocks were pierced by the flying sword, and the solid rocks turned into dripping magma, flowing all over the ground. A forest fire disaster was about to form.

Whoosh!

The Thousand-Handed Centipede under the seat flapped six pairs of wings, raising strong winds and water flows, directly extinguishing the fire, leaving behind scorched earth with wisps of green smoke.

"Good sword!"

Su Jie couldn't stop smiling. Mu Yue was really a good person. This trophy made Su Jie very satisfied.

This is not all the gold coins that Mu Yue exploded. In addition to the Red Refining Flame Sword, the various spirit stones and materials that Su Jie obtained from Mu Yue's storage bag are worth a total of one million spirit stones.

As a senior fifth-level cultivator in the Secret Treasure Realm, Mu Yue's wealth is obviously one level higher than that of ordinary Secret Treasure Realm cultivators. He is also the cultivator who exploded the most gold coins for Su Jie.

"Hurry up and dig a hole, Xiao Qian, and strengthen you."

Su Jie patted the head of the Thousand-Handed Centipede. The Thousand-Handed Centipede, who understood Su Jie's meaning, hissed excitedly and quickly flew up, looking for a suitable place, and quickly dug out a huge underground hole, an environment that was enough to hide.

After entering the underground and hiding, Su Jie was not stingy. He took out the spirit stones he had just obtained from Mu Yue and fed them to the Thousand-Handed Centipede to strengthen the last eyes and internal organs of the Thousand-Handed Centipede.

After this round of strengthening, the Thousand-Handed Centipede was strengthened from top to bottom.

In fact, in order to strengthen the Thousand-Handed Centipede, Su Jie spent more than three million spirit stones. However, the increase in combat power brought about by this was so great that even a top-grade, seven-refined poisonous insect might not be able to defeat the Thousand-Handed Centipede.