Chapter 218: Zhu Xian's version of the Earthly Immortal

Murong Ji was shocked. After all, these people from the Human Demon Sect came from a former big sect, so they must have some background.

After being surrounded by this seemingly chaotic position, he realized that this was actually a combined attack formation!
It was too late to think at this point. Countless magic weapons were coming at him, and Murong Ji could only try his best to resist. With the help of the Tianwen Sword and the Lingbo Weibu, he could still hold on for a while.

After a long time, no matter how strong he is, it will be difficult for him to survive. If he is not careful, he will die.

Qi Hao and others are trying their best to break the enemy's encirclement.

Suddenly, Murong Ji missed a magic weapon and failed to block it. His face froze, but he didn't dare to be distracted at all. He just took the attack.

"bump!"

The magic weapon hit Murong Ji's chest, but it didn't hurt. Murong Ji was slightly stunned. Before he could think about it, he heard someone in the crowd shouting, "Use magic to kill him! This man is a body cultivator!"

This sentence reminded everyone and also reminded Murong Ji.

In the previous life, when the internal martial arts were practiced to the extreme, the internal force would be attached to the surface of the body for protection. Among the many moves, Jiumozhi's flame sword technique had the best ability to break defense.

Nowadays, the internal force has been replaced by true Qi, which still has the ability to protect the body. In his previous life, this method of protecting the body with true Qi was too common and was ignored by Murong Ji.

I didn't expect that the power of the Qi protecting the body was not small! Coupled with my own strong physique, what is there to be afraid of? !

Murong Ji laughed grimly a few times, grasped the Tianwen sword, and rushed into the crowd in one step. He mobilized the true energy to protect his body, without dodging or evading, and with a wave of his hand, endless sword energy fell like rain.

In the Demon Sect, disciples with high cultivation can still escape unscathed from the sword energy, but those with low cultivation can only be seriously injured by the sword.

Murong Ji rushed forward in a panic and broke up the combined attack formation.

Just at this time, Qi Hao also arrived.

Taking this opportunity, Murong Ji retreated to the rear for a short rest.

I accidentally saw a man who was extremely ugly! He was tall, but had a strange appearance, with drooping eyelids, a protruding nose, and bright red lips. He really looked like a wild dog.

[Wild Dog Taoist! ]

"run!"

The Wild Dog Taoist took the lead and rushed towards the depths of the cave. Regardless of whether the others could escape or not, he wanted to save his own life first.

Murong Ji turned around and glanced at Lu Xueqi. At this time, Lu Xueqi's body was stained with blood, with blood spilled on both sides of her body, making her cold face even more charming.

Coincidentally, Lu Xueqi also looked over, their eyes met, and then they silently looked away.

"Catch up!"

Qi Hao's voice came, and he flew away first. Murong Ji picked up the Tianwen Sword and flew after him.

The paths in the cave are complex, and if you go deeper, you can see traces of human life.

Those miscellaneous disciples of the Demon Sect are not important. What is important are the disciples of this level like the Wild Dog Taoist.

No matter how big a sect is, without masters in charge, it is nothing.

The four of them ignored the other fleeing disciples of the Demon Sect and chased after the Wild Dog Taoist priest and the other two. In this environment, Qi Hao's rich experience was reflected.

During the chase, Qi Hao casually cleared out the disciples of the Demon Sect who were hiding nearby and attacking him, while at the same time he had to find a suitable path.

This was the situation. In this unfamiliar environment, they were not left too far behind by the Wild Dog Taoist.

Suddenly, a light appeared not far ahead, and Murong Ji's pupils shrank sharply, "Be careful."

With Murong Ji's reminder, the nerves of the three people became tense.

After leaving the passage, Qi Hao took a first glance and after determining the enemy's position, he landed at a position at the exit.

This position was chosen cleverly. It could be used for attack or defense, and it would not be besieged by the evil sect disciples behind it.

Qi Hao fell down, and the three people behind him fell down one after another.

It was only at this time that Murong Ji had time to look around.

After exiting the corridor, the place became empty. Murong Ji looked at the huge rock in front of him, which was emitting a faint light.

In the light, three words shone even brighter: Undead Abyss.

Behind the huge rock is an endless dark abyss that makes people feel uneasy.

Murong Ji withdrew his gaze. The inheritance of the black-hearted old man was most likely under this Dead Abyss.

He remembered the Bleeding Cave. There was nothing inside except a piece of the General Outline of the Heavenly Book. Perhaps the Hehuan Bell, the treasure of the sect, still had some value.

However, Murong Ji didn't care about that. What he wanted was the method of refining blood.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the three people standing on the boulder, his eyes fell on the pale-faced young man in white.

To be precise, it was the Mountain and River Fan in his hand, which was the second goal of his trip.

This fan is extraordinary. It can represent mountains and rivers, and overwhelm people with its majesty.

Murong Ji was extremely curious about it. He was a weapon refiner and yearned for a storage ring. He had tried to design one, but he couldn't find the right way.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Only when you really get in touch with refining equipment, you will know how magical the storage ring is. Its grade is difficult to estimate. Not to mention other things, the ability to utilize space alone is unmatched by other magic weapons.

Qi Hao reminded in a low voice, "These people are probably the leaders of this evil cult, be careful." Then, Qi Hao said a few words to them.

The old man's eye grew rapidly larger, almost covering half of his face. It was full of blood red and looked extremely scary.

A gray light shot out from his eyes and attacked towards Qi Hao and the others.

Qi Hao casually drew two ice walls, but unexpectedly, he penetrated through them directly. In a hurry, he wanted to resist with his own magic sword.

Murong Ji was quick-witted and quick-handed, and directly blocked it with the Tianwen Sword.

The gray light shot into the sword and instantly contaminated a large area. Murong Ji frowned and looked at the sword. The gray light slowly flowed along the lines of the sword and disappeared.

The second attack from the old man had also come. Murong Ji turned his sword and blocked it again. He could feel the sword trembling slightly, as if it was sending him a message? ! ! Very excited? ! ! .

Murong Ji's mind was moved, [Could it be that the Heavenly Question Sword has already nurtured a spiritual charm? ]

Once a magic weapon has spiritual charm, it will be classified as a divine weapon. He is not sure, and this is not the time to study it.

He stretched out his hand and took the Dragon Snake Bow from his body, then bent down to greet the gray light.

Seeing the gray light slowly dissipate and merge into the bow again, my heart moved and I couldn't help but smile.

Murong Ji looked up suddenly and saw Qi Hao and Lu Xueqi had already rushed over. With a thought in his mind, he pulled Zhang Xiaofan over and asked him to fight with the old man.

He rushed towards the young man with a clear face.

The speed was so fast that it directly surpassed Lu Xueqi and Qi Hao.

Lin Feng sneered and slowly waved the gilded fan in his hand, "Ha! You're coming for me?! You're looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng threw the folding fan in his hand into the air, and the golden outline on the fan instantly lit up.

There is a mountain, a river and a roc painted on it, with lively brushwork and lifelike appearance.

Just based on the painting skills, the person who made this fan is enough to become famous in the world.

Murong Ji was overjoyed, and he flipped his palm. The white rainbow palm power surged over silently like a green snake.

Just like Murong Ji's two big hands, suddenly, closed the fan, grabbed it tightly, and pulled it into Murong Ji's hands.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment before he could react. His face turned pale. "You shameless little thief! How dare you!" He quickly chanted a spell, trying to take the fan back.

The Mountain and River Fan fell into Murong Ji's hands, shaking constantly, trying to escape from his hands. How could Murong Ji let it do that? He casually drew a weapon pattern and imprinted it on the fan.

Suddenly, the mountain and river fan could not move.

Every failure makes one wiser. The Nine Yang Ruler slipped from his hands before, so this time he will not let the magic weapon go easily. Even if he has to return it in the end, he will make sure that the magic weapon is destroyed.

Murong Ji looked up and saw that Lin Feng's face had turned even paler. He sneered and retreated to the back.

Now Qi Hao and Lu Xueqi are fighting in the front, and he and Zhang Xiaofan can just paddling in the back. When the two are exhausted, they will take turns.

Holding Zhang Xiaofan who was about to rush forward, the two of them formed a defense for Qi Hao and Lu Xueqi.

Without the interference of others, Lu Xueqi and Qi Hao slowly gained the upper hand. This kind of situation can help people gain combat experience.

"brush!"

Suddenly, a red rope emerged from under Lu Xueqi's feet and tied her feet.

By the time she reacted, half of Lu Xueqi's body had already sunk into the ground.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, "Earth Escape Technique!" He pounced and directly grabbed one of Lu Xueqi's hands.

The huge stone platform under her feet was like a quagmire, slowly sinking Lu Xueqi into it.

"Hehe, little sister, you are so beautiful." The voice came from underground, with an extremely proud tone.

Murong Ji saw a look of pain flash across Lu Xueqi's face, but she still gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

His eyes turned cold, and before he could think of a solution, a figure rushed towards him, "Little thief! Give me back my magic weapon!"

The ferocity on Murong Ji's face flashed away, and without thinking, he struck out with his free hand.

"bump!"

The Palm of Great Compassion and Great Mercy hit Lin Feng's heart directly, and a large piece of it collapsed in an instant.

Murong Ji was too lazy to pay attention to him. He looked down at Lu Xueqi, whose head was covered in sweat from the pain.

[Earth escape technique! Yes! Lord Sang Tu!]

He had collected many techniques, but the most magical one was the one from the Bilin Cave in western Sichuan. He could circulate the Qi throughout his body.

Suddenly, Murong Ji felt his feet go empty. The feeling of weightlessness was fleeting and he fell down in an instant. There seemed to be a bottomless abyss under his feet.

"Huh? What's going on?!" The woman asked in confusion, but exposed her position.

Murong Ji grinned silently, hugged Lu Xueqi, grabbed the rope on her ankle, and pulled it hard with huge force, pulling her over.

In the pitch-black underground, Murong Ji felt that she had not yet reacted, so he grinned and grabbed her with his backhand.

He condensed cold ice spikes in his hands and used the method of the Life and Death Talisman to seal all of his meridians.

(End of this chapter)