Chapter 581: Killing with no more than a nod
Unfortunately, after reaching the Shangqing realm, it is almost a completely different world. Once you have escaped the category of "human", the innate Qi is not so useful anymore.

However, at this stage, we can almost kill this kind of monster at will.

Murong Ji's wrist shook, and it was still the Golden Flag Pegasus style. This hidden weapon technique was taught to him by Mu Wanqing.

The silver needle silently penetrated into the monster's body.

The monster hadn't taken a few steps when its legs suddenly went weak and it fell to the ground with a thud. It didn't have the strength to stand up and could only roar fiercely at everyone.

Murong Ji looked up and saw the young man from the Dao League gathering endless cold air in the sky. His methods were indeed very clever. [Is his name Zeng Qi? ]

Zeng Qi looked down and saw the monster collapsed on the ground. The excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed for a moment. "Haha! You must be paralyzed by fear! Unfortunately, this young master will not show mercy! Prepare to die!"

As he finished speaking, the cold air in his hand did not subside, but instead expanded infinitely to the greatest extent possible, covering the entire village in the blink of an eye.

Murong Ji's face changed, and the ice cone cold sword in the air had already taken shape, and Zeng Qi had no intention of shrinking the attack range at all.

"Stop!!! Are you going to kill those villagers too?" A loud roar shook the night sky, but it still failed to stop the young man from spreading his moves across the entire village.

The faces of the people who were traveling with him changed instantly. They looked up at the figure in the sky and wanted to step forward to stop him. But after taking two steps, they hesitated again.

"What are you still standing there for! Go stop him! Damn it!" Murong Ji's angry curse instantly woke up several people, and the disciple named Chengtian among them flew up.

At the same time, they shouted, "Zeng Qi! Reduce the range of attack! If too many villagers die, the Inspector General will investigate!"

"Hehe, what are you afraid of! It's just a few casualties! Give the Xiao family some money and everything will be fine! Today is the day you and I will become famous in the Dao League! We must not let this monster get away!"

For a moment, the man named Chengtian hesitated.

Murong Ji cursed inwardly, he discovered it too late, this magic can't be stopped! Otherwise, if he discovered it earlier, there would be no such thing. Now, even if he killed the bastard with a sword, it would be too late!

Murong Ji flew the sword at the maximum speed, using almost all of his true energy, and in a flash, he reached the center of the village.

He waved his hand violently, and the Qiankun Qingguang Ring emitted a dark light, instantly covering some of the villagers, trying to maximize the protection range.

There were still some villagers that he hadn't reached yet, and his true energy had already run out.

Murong Ji's face changed instantly. He stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth, trying to hold on. He then summoned the Qiankun Mirror. Before he could set up the protection of the mirror, the sound of breaking air from the sky had already descended.

He was startled, and in an instant, endless ice cones and cold swords fell from the sky.

"Crackling." It was like raindrops falling to the ground, so dense that it made people's scalp numb.

The ice spikes pierced into the broken body, bringing out blood and a bloody mist. The cold sword pierced into the frozen body, and there was only the sound of breaking the body, and there was no time to even scream.

"What are you still standing there for? Get inside and hide!"

Murong Ji's soft shout finally woke the villagers up and brought them back to their senses. Screams, wails, and pleas for mercy were heard everywhere.

"You bastard! Are you going to massacre the whole village and wipe out the whole clan?!" Murong Ji cursed angrily with gritted teeth, but he never expected that more ice cones and cold swords gathered around him!

Murong Ji looked around and saw a large number of villagers falling down. In the blink of an eye, forty or fifty people had died! The rage in his heart rose. How could he not see that this bastard was trying to silence him!

A pair of pale eyes suddenly turned around and looked up. High in the sky, Zeng Qi was trying hard to maintain his magic. He didn't know when, the main target of attack became him!
The man named Chengtian sneaked over quietly. If Murong Ji was a rookie just starting out, he would have fallen into their trap.

A quick glance at the rest of the people showed that they were all quietly moving towards them.

Murong Ji sneered, bit his tongue to draw blood, held his breath, and a golden light flashed in his hand, and the golden badge flew like a flying horse. With a dull "bang", the Taoist priest named Chengtian was knocked flying backwards, and his life or death was unknown.

The Taoist League disciples were shocked. Before they could see clearly what it was, golden light flashed again and struck Zeng Qi in the sky.

Yu Bao's speed is extremely fast, and even if the distance is several hundred meters, he can arrive in a flash.

"bump!"

Zeng Qi felt a numbness in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a golden square seal the size of a human head. [Can this thing be used as a magic weapon?]

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was squeezed out, and Zeng Qi could even see the fragments of his own internal organs.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain, accompanied by a huge force, which sent him flying backwards and into the jungle, with no telling whether he was alive or dead.

The golden light flowed and instantly returned to Murong Ji's side, lingering around him.

Only then did everyone see clearly what magic weapon Murong Ji had just used.

It was a golden seal the size of a human head, with four large characters engraved on it: Heaven's Edict!
At this moment, the cold air in the sky dissipated, the surrounding spiritual energy dissipated, and the sea gradually became calm.

Murong Ji was free and with a casual move, he recalled the Qiankun Mirror that was hovering in front of him. He glanced coldly at the disciples of the Taoist Alliance without saying anything more.

He took a step forward and came to the crowd of people who were killed and seriously injured. He hurriedly checked the forty or fifty villagers. Some of them could still be saved. Murong Ji used the Dan Fire aura to dissolve the coldness in their bodies. He saved those people's lives.

Some of the seriously injured were first fed half a pill by Murong Ji to keep them alive. A dozen Dao League disciples tried to sneak away, but a golden light flashed by and they were hit by the Heaven-Flipping Seal and seriously injured.

In an instant, everyone fell silent, and the disciples of the Taoist Alliance didn't even dare to move.

Murong Ji's methods are more sophisticated than theirs.

A few clever women carefully stepped forward to help rescue the villagers, and Murong Ji did not refuse.

Without even looking at them, he went to check on those who were almost dead. He barely managed to save one or two people, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When he had some free time, Murong Ji ordered, "Carry the seriously injured back. I will visit them one by one later!"

When the villagers received the order, they instantly became motivated and started to move.

Murong Ji turned his head to look at the Taoist League disciples who were silent as a mouse, and subconsciously straightened the Taoist crown on his head. He touched nothing and then realized that he had not put on the crown yet.

Looking at the bloodstains and corpses on the ground, twenty-three bodies, both men and women, he couldn't help but sigh. The difference in life levels really made these cultivators treat human life as worthless.

"Hehehe." Murong Ji laughed coldly.

However, more than a dozen disciples of the Taoist Alliance were frightened and trembled all over.

The monster of unknown tribe at the east end of the village has been killed, but the whereabouts of the "great hero" is unknown.

"Go and get him back. If he runs away, you will stay and pay for your lives."

Murong Ji's voice was calm, without a trace of emotion. Although he was young, the murderous aura on him was shocking. They had never seen such pure murderous aura before.

How many lives must have been killed to condense this murderous aura? !

As soon as the words fell, someone rushed into the jungle to search for Chengtian and Zeng Qi.

Murong Ji was not worried or concerned about them running away. As long as he could cure the poison in his body, they could run away freely.

It is difficult to resolve the poison of the innate Qi of a living being without undergoing changes in its life level.

Even if he had the help of an expert, he still couldn't figure out the answer no matter how hard he tried.

The world under one person has developed from the outside to the inside for thousands of years. The innate qi, the foundation of all living things, is, to a certain extent, already the origin of heaven and earth.

If it could be solved so easily, wouldn't it make the Chinese ancestors seem incompetent?
If anyone really has that ability, Murong Ji will kowtow to him.

Soon, five people appeared in the woods, three of whom were searching for Zeng Qi and Cheng Tian. Who else could the other two be but them?

Murong Ji's originally stern face instantly became covered with a smile, as if in the spring breeze. He took a few steps forward and greeted them, "These two must be Zeng Qi and Cheng Tian, ​​right? Young heroes, it's the first time we meet. I bow to you."

The five people's hair stood on end in an instant, and they were a little at a loss for a moment. They had imagined many scenes, but they had never thought that they could get a good face.

Seeing Murong Ji's young age and his attitude, they felt a little relieved. They looked at each other and before they could speak, they heard Murong Ji say, "I wonder which family in the Dao League you two are from?"

"I have long admired the Dao League, and it is really..."

The five of them understood instantly, and they were relieved. Zeng Qi smiled, and tremblingly walked forward, with a smile on his face, as if he was bathed in spring breeze.

"No problem. My name is Zeng Qi. I am a disciple of the Zeng family of the Taoist Alliance. My father works for the Black Sword Zhang family..."

Then he turned to another person, "Brother Chengtian is the eldest son of the Lu family, and Uncle Lu works for the Li family..."

Murong Ji introduced them one by one and took note of them, but his smile became more and more meaningful.

He followed a few people to compliment Zeng Qi, letting him enjoy the joy after his victory. Unconsciously, his eyes passed over a few women.

They were still cautious, silent, and took care of the injured woman obediently. They all looked pale and frightened.

[Hmph! You do have a rather delicate mind.]

Retracting his gaze, Murong Ji suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoists! If I am not here, there will be no one left in the village after all these icy sword attacks, right? Why is this so?"

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to have consciousness and it went straight into the ears of all the disciples of the Taoist Alliance.

Voice transmission and soul search!

Zeng Qi, Lu Chengtian and others, who were enjoying the joy of victory, suddenly paused and their faces darkened a little.

(End of this chapter)