Chapter 304: The Heavenly Seal is opened!
Murong Ji glanced at Wanren Wang and suddenly said, "You have been possessed by evil spirits, Shura evil spirits."

Wanren was stunned, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. "Why do you say that? I feel like I'm in a very good state right now."

"Master Wan, how about you bring all the members of the Ghost King Sect with you to fight against the beast monsters with me?" Murong Ji took the dry food, glanced at Bi Yao who was sleeping on Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, and took a bite of the dry food.

Ten thousand people were silent for a long time, no one spoke.

After Murong Ji swallowed the dry food, he continued, "Qinglong is a man of justice. He can clearly distinguish between the right and wrong of the human race and the demon race. Tens of thousands of people will come to him to convince him."

"I don't need to say much about who he is. But now, what Sect Master Wan is doing is very different from Qinglong's ideas."

Wanrenwang suddenly laughed and said, "Mr. Murong's strategy of attacking the heart is indeed powerful. If I don't do something, the people of my Ghost King Sect will lose their morale."

"However, the other two sects of the Demon Cult have not made any moves."

Murong Ji sneered, "You are just a piece of shit, just protect yourself first. But your Ghost King Sect is different. The power of the Four Spirits Blood Formation is unparalleled. How can others compare to it?"

Murong Ji took another sip of water, "That's all I have to say. The choice is yours. Tomorrow morning, you should take the Ghost King Sect's people and withdraw. Anyway, your Ghost King Sect's large forces are already making plans for the other two sects."

Wan Wan was shocked, looked at Murong Ji in surprise, and said nothing more. Murong Ji had another meaning, which he understood.

[If there is really a problem with the Four Spirits Blood Formation, then Yaoer must make careful arrangements.]

As soon as daybreak came, the people from the Ghost King Sect began to retreat.

Murong Ji looked at the dust in the distance and sighed softly. In another half a month, they would reach Qingyun Mountain.

On Qingyun Mountain.

Daoxuan and Yun Yilan stood on the square in front of Yuqing Palace, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

Behind them were the top leaders of the two factions, the Seven Clans Leaders and Shangguan Ce and others.

After that, it was the Shangqing elders of the two sects. After that, it was the elders and family heads of the righteous and aristocratic families.

The voices were a little noisy, as everyone was thinking about the prospects of this monster disaster. After all, there were too many monsters!
Every adult demon beast is a disciple at the fourth level of Yuqing. The pressure they are under is extremely enormous.

Daoxuan listened to the discussions behind him and suddenly sighed.

Yun Yilan turned to look at Daoxuan, "Brother Daoxuan, why are you sighing?"

Daoxuan smiled bitterly, "Almost no one among our fellow Taoists has confidence in this catastrophe. We..."

“Brother Daoxuan, the catastrophe has become what it is now. If Qingyun Sect, the capital of the righteous path in the world, has no confidence, then there is really no hope for the world.”

Daoxuan's face suddenly became serious, "The leader of the righteous path in the world!" It's really a great title.

Xiao Yicai's eyes narrowed gradually on the side. He remembered one thing. In the book recorded by Murong Ji, in the last great war between good and evil, the three sects of the Demon Cult respected Changsheng Hall as their leader.

Ten years later, Changshengtang was destroyed. Xiao Yicai lowered his eyebrows, glanced at Yun Yilan, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said no more.

The clouds slowly parted, revealing countless figures. Their golden robes, reflecting the sunlight, looked like the all-encompassing Buddha's light.

"Senior Brother Puhong is here."

Daoxuan was startled, and turned around to look. It was indeed the monks of Tianyin Temple, walking forward hand in hand with Yun Yilan...

the other side.

Murong Ji looked at the jade bottle in his hand. The white jade bottle had turned black, and bursts of black evil energy emerged.

Murong Ji looked at the appearance of the jade bottle with an inexplicable expression. This was his hard work.

Poison, poison, poison and medicine have always been inseparable. It is poison here and medicine there. This thing should have been a good product to cure diseases and save lives, but now it can only be an evil thing that poisons and kills lives.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly and turned the bottle. The red paper with the words "Biyuan Yunluo" written on it had turned black. If he discarded the jade bottle again, he would be retaliated against.

[Zhong Wanchou's "Poison Sutra" is a good thing! 】

Murong Ji looked at the group of monsters below, which were gathering more and more. He no longer hesitated and threw the bottle down.

In a breath, billowing green smoke rose up and spread. Wherever it passed, countless monsters were killed on the spot. Murong Ji controlled the direction of the smoke and kept it within the range of the monsters.

This thing is too fierce, Murong Ji dare not use it anywhere else, and can only use it not far from Qingyun Mountain.

After the war, he was able to clean up the mess in time.

In a short while, tens of thousands of monsters died and the smoke and dust finally disappeared.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, took out another bottle of potion, mobilized the river water nearby, dissolved the medicine into the water, and then evaporated the water to neutralize the toxin in the form of rainfall.

The effect is remarkable, but the effort is enormous.

Murong Ji flew away on his sword, preparing for the next massacre.

Not long after, a young man in red landed here, his face was icy cold. He didn't expect that Murong Ji had killed hundreds of thousands of his men along the way. Seven of his thirteen capable subordinates were killed by him. It was really unimaginable.

"Puchi, interesting." The Beast God looked at the direction where Murong Ji left. He was able to escape his pursuit every time, which gave him a headache.

Looking up, you can see Qingyun Mountain from here.

Murong Ji looked back with a serious look on his face. The Beast God was difficult to deal with and could always find his trace. There were several times when he was in danger of running into him.

He exhaled slowly. There was no human habitation thousands of miles away from Qingyun Mountain. At this moment, they were probably all gathered on Qingyun Mountain.

Qingyun Mountain is vast and can accommodate many people to hide in the mountains.

If Qingyun Sect can repel the monster, they will be safe. If not, then they will die together.

"finally found you!"

In an instant, Murong Ji felt cold from head to toe. The chilly feeling made him break out in a cold sweat. Without even turning his head back, he disappeared into mist in an instant.

The Beast God stood there in a daze. He was already prepared for Murong Ji to turn around and hit him with the Soul-Catching Bell, but who knew that Murong Ji would be so straightforward and decisive.

"I don't want to kill you, I just think you're interesting... But this technique is really interesting, I've never seen it before."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Beast God disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was thousands of miles away. He looked around but did not see Murong Ji.

He frowned slightly and tried to sense the Gathering Immortal Banner carefully, but the same kind of sensation also disappeared.

On the other side, Murong Ji climbed out of the water, gasping for breath, and lay limply by the river, letting the Hongchuan water hit his body.

He was really scared. If he was caught by the Beast God, he would be dead. He spit out the water in his mouth, propped himself up, and glanced around. He had already entered the territory of Heyang City.

Murong Ji looked up and saw several figures flying over from a distance. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as it would take some time for them to arrive.

He shook his whole body, and the water stains were directly shaken off. After the clothes were half dry, he looked at them again.

"May I ask, Senior Brother Murong?"

Murong Ji was startled. He didn't know why he called someone "senior brother" when he saw him now? Wasn't he "junior brother" before?

"I am Murong Ji, and you are..."

"We are here to look for you on the orders of Senior Brother Chang Jian. The monsters are about to attack the mountain, so please come back to the mountain to support us."

Murong Ji didn't say anything more. He nodded and flew towards Qingyun Mountain on his sword.

When we got to Dazhu Peak, the entire peak was empty. There was no need to think too much. The few people on Dazhu Peak were not capable of defending a mountain. It was better for them to go to Tongtian Peak to save their lives.

Murong Ji looked towards Shou Jing Tang and walked over directly, "Disciple Murong Ji, hello to the master!"

After waiting for a while, no one spoke, Murong Ji put down his arm and walked into the Shoujing Hall.

He had never been to the inner hall of Shoujing Hall, and it was difficult for him to enter the room, so he just walked through the corridor and went to the platform at the back. Standing on the platform, he happened to see the ancient cave of Dazhu Peak.

The white jade door has a huge Tai Chi group printed on it, which is very eye-catching.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then leaped up and walked towards the entrance of the ancient cave. He placed his hand on the Tai Chi ball and practiced the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao method.

The door of the ancient cave rumbled and opened. Murong Ji hesitated for a moment and walked in.

The cave was very dark, and there was a wisp of evil spirit emanating from it. Murong Ji was shocked and walked forward quickly. After a few steps, there was light coming through the front.

Those stones seemed to be the glowing white jade stones in the ancient cave of Longshou Peak, inlaid one by one in the ancient cave of Dazhu Peak.

Murong Ji looked carefully and saw that the Heavenly Secret Seal was operating slowly. Countless spiritual and evil spirits were now surrounding a piece of wood and flowing.

"It is recorded in the book that Patriarch Qingye used the ancient pine wood unique to Qingyun to penetrate into the seven peaks of Qingyun to seal off the spiritual energy and evil spirits of the seven peaks, thus creating the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

"I didn't expect this to be true! The core of the Heavenly Secret Seal is really the ancient pine spirit wood."

Murong Ji looked at the distinct operation of spiritual energy and evil energy. This was a formation pattern. He didn't need to study it at all. The formation was directly displayed in front of him.

"Has Daoxuan decided to activate the Heavenly Secret Seal? Using the power of heaven and earth that has been accumulated on Qingyun Mountain for thousands of years?"

Qingyun Mountain is one of the world's top blessed places. While it has abundant spiritual energy, it also contains a terrifying amount of evil energy. The Heavenly Secret Seal is used to seal off this terrifying power of heaven and earth for one's own use.

Murong Ji looked around the formation. What was the essence of the formation?
The essence of the formation is to imprison the power of heaven and earth and make it operate in a way that it constrains itself. Human power is limited, and it is impossible to completely take on this power that has existed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

It can only be blocked and brought under human control.

Murong Ji placed his hand on the spiritual tree, watching it running continuously, feeling astonished and delighted at the same time. If it were usual, he would definitely not be able to touch the core of the spiritual tree.

After memorizing the formation pattern, Murong Ji suddenly felt that this was an opportunity for him to come into contact with the Heavenly Secret Seal of the Seven Peaks of Qingyun.

(End of this chapter)