Chapter 335 Daoxuan is dead, really dead!
Yan Hong's pupils shrank, and she felt a little relieved. She was far from being as 'dissolute' as this person.

He instantly remembered the person who had worked with Murong Ji to create the Fenxiang Valley formation, "It's you! It was you who created the Mountain and River Palace formation!"

'Yan Hong' swung her legs gently, lively and comfortable. She looked at Yan Hong nonchalantly and with a contented look, as if she was looking at herself in the mirror.

"Yes, it's me. Murong Ji is such a good man, how can I not help him." 'Yan Hong' stuck out her tongue and licked her lips slowly, her face full of charm.

"I still can't forget his smell. I miss it so much."

Yan Hong felt terrible and became a little anxious unconsciously, "You! You! What did you... do with him?!"

"I've done everything, things I should have done and things I shouldn't have done... It feels so good~" The voice was soft and gentle, like the gentle water of a spring river, making people feel itchy.

Yan Hong froze, [she was holding her own face, and Murong Ji...] and her breathing became faster, her face flushed, and her tearful eyes seemed full of grievances.

"You...you..." Yan Hong couldn't utter a word at this time. In a hurry, he directly hit the Qingling Stone with all his strength. A green light flashed and arrived in an instant.

Yan Hong's figure gradually disappeared, but the Qing Ling Stone hit the tree branch. With a "bang", the part of the tree branch that was hit was instantly turned into powder.

Before Yan Hong could take back the Qingling Stone, she felt a warmth on her neck, and streams of hot air blowing on the back of her neck and ears.

In an instant, Yan Hong's face and neck turned like red apples. In a panic, endless orange-yellow flames engulfed her whole body. After flashing for a distance, she looked behind her.

There was no one at the original position. Yan Hong looked around and saw herself not far away. [Her Taoism is much higher than mine. I am no match for her.]

After making sure that the woman would not attack immediately, Yan Hong suddenly retreated quickly behind him.

The flames engulfed, and in an instant, it appeared dozens of meters away.

'Yan Hong' smiled slightly, full of charm and elegance, "Fire Escape, I can do it too." With a flash of fire, he came directly to Yan Hong's side.

"who are you!"

Half an hour later, Yan Hong weighed the Qing Ling Stone in his hand, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, looked back at the jungle, stuffed the Qing Ling Stone into his belt, and walked towards Fenxiang Valley.

Qingyun Mountain, Heyang City,
Three hundred miles away.

Murong Ji chased and fought at the same time, and when he got to this place, he looked around and saw a forest. This was the sphere of influence of Qingyun Mountain. The mountain was not very high, but the jungle was dense.

Walking carefully in the woods, searching for Daoxuan's figure.

He was not walking around randomly, but spreading his true essence one by one, and silently formed a large formation.

This was almost his last resort. Before he knew it, he had already buried the battle flags in various locations.

Human power is limited, no matter how strong one is, one cannot escape the world. In front of the power of heaven and earth, we are all ants.

After laying the last step of the formation pattern, I felt a little depressed in my heart, and always had a bad feeling.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, took out a compass, chose the direction of the pointer, but saw that the pointer stopped behind him.

Murong Ji didn't even have time to turn his head back, he burrowed down into the ground, and in an instant, he was deep underground. Not long after, the soil around him pressed against him.

On the ground, I don't know what kind of magic Daoxuan used! A rumbling sound of hitting the ground was heard.

After the pressure was relieved, Murong Ji soared into the sky and flew in the air with endless soil.

Seven palm-sized flying swords flew out from a one-foot-long sword box. They looked like jade but not jade, and like stone but not stone, and surrounded Murong Ji.

It takes quite a while to set up the formation.

With a wave of his hand, in a moment, the entire mountain seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast, and the entire land seemed to have turned into the sea with surging waves.

The soil all over the sky seemed like a huge wave, pressing down towards Daoxuan.

"Wow!"

There was a real sound of water splashing on the ground, and a huge wave of earth knocked Daoxuan deep into the ground.

The magic of the five elements is also the power of heaven and earth!

Water and soil gathered into a shape, mixed with endless sharp blades and flowing rocks. Endless roots and branches entangled under the soil, tightly binding the struggling Daoxuan, piercing into his flesh, and madly sucking his essence, blood and true energy.

Under the impact of the molten earth flow, Daoxuan's bones and muscles were broken and his skin was torn.

This kind of five elements formation may not be able to withstand it even when Daoxuan is victorious!
At this moment, the seven short swords around Murong Ji had already formed a formation. Seven streams of light gathered on the Tianwen Sword, and the colorful sword tip, a hundred feet high, pierced into the sky.

Murong Ji looked down. He was waiting for Daoxuan to come out.

If Daoxuan could be killed with just this formation, then he would not be the Daoxuan who attacked the Beast God in the Taiqing realm.

Although the Beast God's Taiqing realm is very shallow.

Sure enough, Daoxuan crawled out from the soil, looked up at Murong Ji's huge sword blade slashing down, like a mountain pressing down on his head!

Daoxuan looked solemn at the sky in astonishment at this moment, "The Immortal Execution Sword Formation?!"

What happened? The Zhuxian Sword was still in his hand! At this moment, Daoxuan felt very complicated, happy, disappointed, and relieved...

When he came to his senses, the shadow of death was looming over him, and the evil spirit in his body could no longer be suppressed.

"Hahahaha!" The Zhu Xian Sword in his hand turned lightly, and in an instant, he used his own Taoism as the foundation of the formation, gathering into a Zhu Xian sword formation!
The main sword is twenty or thirty feet high. Without the blessing of the evil spirit of Qingyun Mountain, who would have thought that Daoxuan’s own true energy could reach this level!
"Hahaha! Die! Die! Murong Ji, die with me!"

The two swords crossed each other, and there was a moment of silence, as if it was the peace before death.

"call!"

Murong Ji's face turned pale as the shadow of death encroached on him. His whole body was shaking unconsciously as scenes from his past life flashed before his eyes.

Finally, the picture was fixed on the aging Zhang Boduan, [Boy, why do you want to take me as your master? ]

In an instant, Murong Ji came back to his senses and faced the sword tip that was stabbing upwards at an angle. He didn't know what his expression was at this moment, but it must have been ugly.

No one can remain calm before death!
Murong Ji flipped his left hand, and the diamond bracelet fell into the palm of his hand. Touching the four words 'Empty and Quiet', he felt inexplicably at peace.

He mobilized all his energy and threw the diamond bracelet out. The moment it left his hand, it sucked out his energy and nearly killed him.

"Buzz!"

The speed of the Diamond Bracelet is so fast that it arrives first!
Before the main blade of the Zhuxian Sword held by Murong Ji landed on the ground, the Vajra Bracelet directly shattered the main blade of the Zhuxian Sword held by Daoxuan and disappeared into the jungle.

Daoxuan spat a mouthful of blood onto the Zhuxian Sword, and the blood instantly seeped into the sword body. Before he could think too much, a blood-colored Tai Chi pattern emerged.

Heaven's Secret Seal! Heart-destroying Lock!
The Zhu Xian Sword was raised high above his head, and his whole body's true energy swelled, "Haaah!".

"boom!"

In an instant, the earth, rocks and trees were shattered into dust, the energy dissipated in all directions, and a mountain not far from the two was directly flattened.

Murong Ji felt that all the bones in his body were broken, and before he could react, he was blown hundreds of miles away.

With a thud, he fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood. Murong Ji even saw the fragments of his internal organs...

My eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I felt like I was drowning and couldn't breathe.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of me, Lu Xueqi.

"Xue...Xueqi..."

Lu Xian'er was stunned, dazed and unable to react. She didn't know why she stopped, nor why she felt uncomfortable.

After coming to his senses, he put the rhubarb pill in his hand into Murong Ji's mouth, which continuously absorbed the spiritual energy and evil spirits of heaven and earth, transformed them into gray mist, and injected them into Murong Ji's body.

When he regained consciousness, Murong Ji felt a little cold on his face. It was raining...

When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw a figure sitting beside him in a daze. As soon as he said the word "Xueqi", he realized that it was Lu Xianer.

"Xian'er."

Lu Xian'er's eyes lit up and she looked at Murong Ji like a spoiled puppy.

Murong Ji slowly stood up, feeling pain all over his body. Fortunately, he had some true energy, which he circulated slowly to repair his injuries.

After it did not affect his movements, he flew his sword high into the sky and looked around. He was speechless for a moment. The area within a hundred miles was almost razed to the ground, and there was a deep pit in the middle!
Murong Ji exhaled slowly and flew towards the center of the battlefield on his sword.

I looked down at my left wrist and saw the diamond bracelet quietly worn on my wrist.

When they arrived at the center of the battlefield, Daoxuan's body was half buried in the soil, his face covered by wet mud, and his ink-colored Taoist robe was already tattered, revealing his skin, which was covered in bruises.

Murong Ji sat down on the ground and exhaled slowly. Daoxuan was dead, Daoxuan was really dead.

He came to his senses and waved his hand. In an instant, the ground hardened and became as solid as a rock.

Murong Ji got up and walked towards Daoxuan. No matter what, he had to bring his body back. [Oh, and the Immortal Execution Sword! ]

Murong Ji walked up to Daoxuan, dug up the dirt on his body, revealing the other half of his body. Seeing the Zhu Xian Sword in his hand, Murong Ji felt relieved.

He took down the Zhu Xian Sword and checked it carefully to make sure it was not damaged. Then he looked around and wondered how many of the Five Elements formation flags he had used were left.

With a wave of his hand, a five-pointed array pattern lit up around him. Murong Ji's heart moved. This array was not broken and was still running.

He made a Fu Zhang Tian Shu Seal, and the surrounding true energy instantly rose from the ground, swirling around Murong Ji, and finally collected into the dragon ring.

He spread out a one-foot-long sword box and made a seven-star seal. In an instant, seven palm-sized swords flew back from the distant air and sank into the sword box.

After taking back all the magic weapons, Murong Ji slowly exhaled.

Suddenly, his heart tightened and an inexplicable panic came over him. Murong Ji held the Zhuxian Sword and was secretly on guard.

At this moment, no weapon or magic weapon can be more useful than this Zhuxian Sword.

(End of this chapter)