Chapter 346 If He Can't Come Back...

In an instant, Murong Ji's figure disappeared like mist, and black and purple flames rose from the original coffin's position. It was Yun Yilan's ultimate move!

"Stab!"

"Ah!" Daoxuan's wailing sounded suddenly. Only Murong Ji knew the pain.

At this time, Murong Ji appeared beside Daoxuan, with the flame in his hand like a dragon, circling around Murong Ji.

"The Jade Incense Burning Technique! Murong Ji!"

The incense burning jade technique performed by the Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao looked weird no matter how you looked at it, yet it was so harmonious. For a moment, Dao Xuan didn't know what to say.

The sound continued to roar, but his hands moved quickly. Regardless of the burning flames, he struck with a palm.

A blue Tai Chi symbol, the size of a palm, was directly imprinted on Murong Ji's heart.

"Ouch!"

The black and purple fire dragon looked ferocious and terrifying as it pounced towards Daoxuan. Daoxuan did not dodge or evade, as if he had a deep hatred for Murong Ji and was determined to drag Murong Ji down with him even if he died.

"bump!"

With a muffled sound, the Tai Chi seal was directly imprinted on Murong Ji's heart.

However, Murong Ji felt a kind of shackles, and the meridians in his body were blocked instantly, eighteen out of the twenty meridians were blocked!

Only the Ren and Du meridians are functioning normally.

"Heart-destroying lock!"

"puff"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji fell directly to the ground. The Heart-Killing Lock, this kind of forbidden magic was truly overbearing and powerful!

If Murong Ji hadn't practiced the Golden Elixir Method, even his Ren and Du meridians would have been sealed tightly!

Once the meridians of the human body are blocked, ordinary people will die immediately. For monks, it depends on the level of their cultivation. If the time is too long, they will definitely die.

The dark ghost energy all over Daoxuan's body spread out instantly, extinguishing the black and purple flames. When he appeared again, half of his body was burned by the flames, leaving only bones.

Half of his face revealed a pale skeleton, and then the dark ghost energy slowly fused with the flesh.

The ghost energy on Daoxuan's body was almost consumed by the flames, and now he looked a little haggard.

The fight between the two was so fast, in less than half a breath, that by the time Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan reacted, the fight was already over.

When he rushed over to rescue Murong Ji, he was faced with endless Zhu Xian sword energy!

The sword energy fell like rain, forcing the two men to retreat dozens of meters.

Daoxuan turned his head to look at Murong Ji, grabbed his head and slowly lifted it up. At the same time, endless Xuanyin ghost energy rushed into Murong Ji's meridians, stagnating and accumulating.

After making sure Murong Ji was unable to move, he turned to look at Tian Buyi. The wounds all over his body were so deep that the bones could be seen. Countless evil spirits were pouring out like blood. Even his soul was slowly dissipating, and his breath was barely visible.

The blood-red eyes looked at Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi, and murderous intent flashed across his face. In an instant, the main sword of the sword formation, which was more than ten feet high, appeared!
Murong Ji only realized at this time! Daoxuan actually used the evil spirit of the Zhuxian Sword to cultivate the Xuanyin ghost energy! No wonder! Rather than fighting him, it’s better to say that he is fighting the Zhuxian Sword!
Xuanyin ghost energy is also a method of refining evil spirits. It was probably with the help of this technique that Daoxuan took that half step!
Daoxuan was alone, and his evil and spiritual subordinates set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the aura of killing filled the air.

The body of the Zhu Xian Sword turned slightly, and the main sword of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation also moved.

"Run!" Murong Ji shouted at the top of his lungs, bringing Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan and Bi Yao back to their senses.

Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously went towards Bi Yao, while Lu Xueqi, holding a sword, came towards Daoxuan.

Daoxuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he looked at Lu Xueqi. No one was sure how serious Murong Ji's injuries were at this moment, and he might be disabled.

As long as Lu Xueqi stays, Qingyun Sect still has hope.

He turned to look at Zhang Xiaofan, without hesitation, and slashed with the sword.

Just like that sword ten years ago...

Zhang Xiaofan watched Bi Yao take out the Hehuan Bell. His pupils shrank and his heart ached violently. However, there was still a distance of a few meters, just just a few meters.

Like a natural chasm!

"Biyao!!!"

Before Bi Yao could start to chant the spell, a young woman in a crown and robes suddenly appeared in front of her. She had a gentle smile on her face, but she was majestic and gave off an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Tianhua!

Tianhua reached out and gently took the love bell in front of Biyao, threw it far away, and then it slowly dissipated.

The Zhu Xian Sword is about to fall!
"Brother Daoxuan...back then...he was right..."

A faint voice suddenly sounded, but it was extremely clear. In an instant, it was as if time had gone back to the public trial ten years ago!
The sword on Qingyun Mountain!
The red blood color in Daoxuan's eyes gradually faded, and the Zhuxian Sword formation suddenly collapsed. The huge main blade turned into a gust of wind and smashed towards Zhang Xiaofan, directly pressing him and Biyao to the ground.

"You mean...you mean I was wrong?! No! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a Tai Chi diagram appeared on his palm, directly knocking Lu Xueqi who was rushing towards him back.

This technique is extremely simple, anyone who has reached the Upper Pure Land realm can learn it. It is not very powerful, and its killing power is even weaker, as all that matters in the competition is the foundation.

Tian Buyi looked at Daoxuan, his eyes full of deepness, "If it were me back then, I would have also dropped that sword..."

Daoxuan's body moved, his gloomy eyes full of grievance and relief, he staggered forward, looking at the dark ghost energy emanating from Tian Buyi's body.

He took out a pill with trembling hands and was about to feed it to Tian Buyi. "Brother, I don't want to live like a walking corpse..."

Daoxuan paused, and almost lost his grip on the pill. His withered hands trembled. After a moment, he put the pill back into the jade bottle.

"Brother, I want to go home..."

Daoxuan's body was shaken, and sadness filled him. Home? Where is home? For them, for these orphans, Qingyun Sect is home.

Otherwise, why would they fight so hard! And why would they be so persistent? !
After a long silence, he finally uttered one word: "Okay..."

He wanted to say something to Tian Buyi, but when the words came to his lips, there was nothing to say.

Daoxuan stood up, staggering a little.

He didn't understand why it had become like this? After his governance, Qingyun Sect had tens of thousands of disciples and extensive influence, covering hundreds of cities, and each city had a deacon above the seventh level of Yuqing.

There are more than 5,000 elite disciples, hundreds of core disciples, and nearly 50 Shangqing elders.

There are thirteen people on the fifth floor of Shangqing, seven people on the sixth floor of Shangqing, four people on the seventh floor of Shangqing, and two people on the eighth floor of Shangqing.

Even someone like him, who was at the top level of the ninth level, could still defeat two of them when the Ten Thousand Swords were still intact.

Great prosperity! After more than ten years of development, the younger generation will grow up, and their Qingyun Sect will challenge the four sects of the Demon Sect alone!
How did it become like this? ! !
How did it become like this? !

Daoxuan walked towards Murong Ji, and when he reached his side, he looked at Murong Ji with a complicated expression.

After coming to his senses, he found a usable coffin, put Murong Ji in it, and commanded five evil spirits to lift the coffin and fly towards the endless night sky!

"brush!"

Behind him, a beam of light bound the coffin. Daoxuan turned around and saw the Immortal Binding Rope. Lu Xueqi tightly grasped the other end of the Immortal Binding Rope, refusing to let go.

"Xueqi, please help me send Master off for the last time, I beg you..."

Lu Xueqi was shocked, biting her lips, with a stubborn look on her face. From this angle, he could see Murong Ji's upper body, and his deep eyes touched his heart.

Lu Xueqi lowered her eyebrows, and an endless sadness appeared on her face, which never had any unnecessary expressions.

"Murong Ji, I'll wait for you to come back..."

He then loosened the Immortal Binding Rope and watched Daoxuan control the five ghosts and take Murong Ji away until they disappeared into the night sky.

Lu Xueqi couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. If he left, maybe...

"Crack!"

A loud thunder struck the earth, and a dazzling white light flashed in Lu Xueqi's eyes for a moment, bringing her back to her senses.

However, he did not notice that in a corner, a figure in white flashed across the night sky.

Lu Xueqi lowered her head, feeling a little depressed. She exhaled slowly and murmured to herself, "You must come back."

Then he turned around and left, returning to the charity cemetery. Under the drizzle, the ground was devastated and the original charity cemetery no longer existed.

Only soft soil and open space were left. Tian Buyi was lying on the ground, with evil energy still escaping from his body.

Zhang Xiaofan knelt on the ground, sobbing softly, and Bi Yao knelt beside Zhang Xiaofan.

Tian Buyi seemed to be saying something, but his voice was too soft to be heard clearly.

Lu Xueqi remembered Murong Ji's words, thought about it, walked forward, and knelt on the other side of Tian Buyi, "Uncle Tian."

Tian Buyi seemed to be relieved when he saw Lu Xueqi coming back, and finally sighed, "Nephew Lu, is my Seventh Brother still worthy of your attention?"

Lu Xueqi wanted to remain silent, but when she thought of Murong Ji, she said, "Murong Ji, he... is very good."

Tian Buyi slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but the smile was a little stiff. The cold rain hitting his face made him look even paler and grayer.

"Junior Brother Lu, I am proposing to you on behalf of Old Seven, will you agree?"

Lu Xueqi's lips trembled, "Disciple is willing. I was willing a long time ago..."

Tian Buyi sighed again, "Don't blame me for being selfish. Old Seven is going to die, and we don't know if he will come back... cough cough cough."

"If he can't come back, Junior Brother Lu, just pretend I never said anything."

Lu Xueqi's tears immediately flowed down, "I'll wait for him."

These three simple words are incredibly firm.

Tian Buyi was in a trance for a moment, his vision gradually blurred, and he knew that he didn't have much time left. He raised his hand tremblingly and wanted to touch Zhang Xiaofan's head.

But he no longer had the strength, "Master! Woo woo~" Zhang Xiaofan grabbed Tian Buyi's hand, placed it on his face, and rubbed it affectionately.

"Xiao Fan..."

"Master, I'm here, I'm here."

"After I die, you will bring my body back to Dazhu Peak and give it to you, your master's wife."

"You have to persuade her not to be sad and not to do stupid things. You have to wait... wait for Lao Qi to come back... wait for him to come back..."

(End of this chapter)