Chapter 605: The Three Corpse Insect Swarm
With a ruthless heart, his face became thick with flesh and his eyes became more vicious. In an instant, Murong Ji changed direction and pulled Huang Shiren towards Xiao Wancheng.

Huang Shiren was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Was he looking for death? ! Could he withstand a slap from Xiao Wancheng? ! !
As soon as the thought came to mind, the two of them appeared a thousand meters behind Xiao Wancheng.

In an instant, Xiao Wancheng was caught off guard. Before he could react, Murong Ji had disappeared from the spot and fled in the opposite direction.

Looking at the direction he fled, Xiao Wancheng's heart skipped a beat. That place was right in Beishan!

"You will survive after facing death! Good boy!"

Fearing that he would escape into Beishan, Xiao Wancheng had deployed a large number of personnel on the border.

Now it seems that it is used!
Immediately, Xiao Wancheng quickly used Taoist magic to send a message to the Xiao family disciples stationed at the border.

After such a delay, Murong Ji had already lost his trace. Xiao Wancheng sighed and chased towards the northern border.

He was unsure in his heart. Murong Ji's space magic was really hard to understand. Apart from himself, it was estimated that it would be difficult for anyone to stop him.

He gathered his thoughts and quickly chased after him on his sword. It would be best if he could catch Murong Ji before he reached the border.

Otherwise, once he escapes into Beishan, we will never be able to catch him.

the other side.

Murong Ji looked back slightly and did not see Xiao Wancheng. He felt relieved, but he still did not dare to relax at all.

It is not difficult for a master of his strength to catch up.

As for fighting to the death with Xiao Wancheng? Nonsense, that would be the stupidest choice. The difference between the strength of the seventh level of Yuqing and the strength of the seventh level of Shangqing is not ordinary.

Murong Ji glanced at Huang Shiren in his hand. At this moment, he was almost fainted. It was difficult for anyone to adapt to the feeling of dizziness caused by the change of space.

Half an hour later.

Murong Ji then saw the border of Beishan.

The towering walls built by humans climb endlessly over the mountains and ridges, like a long dragon.

Murong Ji was shocked. The "Ten Thousand Miles City Wall" in this world was much taller and more magnificent than the city wall in his memory! !

Under the moonlight, the afterglow sprinkled on the city wall, outlining a giant silver frost dragon, winding and coiling on the mountain, shocking the heart.

This is so similar to the dragon in his memory!

For a moment, Murong Ji looked a little dazed.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji suppressed the fluctuating emotions in his heart, and not daring to delay, he dodged again. After leaving the city wall, he looked at the endless vast plains of Beishan and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, his face became solemn. He didn't dare to relax now. Based on his understanding of Xiao Wancheng, this old man must have other arrangements.

Just when he was about to start the Eight Direction Transport again and escape farther away, suddenly, the hairs on his back stood up. Before he could react, something hit Murong Ji's back with a "bang".

I don't know why, but the Qiankun Qingguang Ring doesn't have an automatic protection function? !

There was no time to think about it. This attack was so powerful that it interrupted the circulation of Murong Ji's meridians.

"Prohibited magic!"

Murong Ji understood instantly that he had dug his own grave!

He originally refined the forbidden talismans to restrain some big demons and demon kings, but he actually used it on himself!

The meridians stopped running, then started running again, but ultimately failed. The space channel that the Eight Gates had just opened was instantly closed.

A huge force hit Murong Ji from behind, but Murong Ji managed to carry it.

He slowly calmed down his agitated blood and energy and turned around to look.

A disciple of the Taoist League holding a long mace stared at him blankly. Murong Ji's cold eyes seemed to wake him up.

"You...are you a human...or a monster?!!"

How could a human body be comparable to that of a demon beast?! Impossible, with this forbidden staff, even a big demon would fall to the ground!
Murong Ji did not answer him, but struck him with the Great Compassion Palm with all his strength, directly knocking him flying backwards, and his life or death was unknown.

The next moment, Murong Ji turned around and slapped again, the palm print of the Great Compassionate Palm was solid and powerful.

"bump!"

With a dull thud, a palm strike directly hit the chest of the person who attacked from behind, almost penetrating it. The chest almost turned into a bloody mist. This kind of injury could not be cured even by a god, and the person would surely die.

Without time to think, he pulled his hand free, used all his strength to activate the Eight Gates Transport Technique, and was about to escape once again.

"bump!"

A muffled sound came from behind. This time, the Qiankun Green Light Ring burst out with a black light, like rippling water, which dissipated the force.

The space channel had just been opened, and before anyone could enter, it was destroyed by a sword!
Murong Ji was shocked, and before he could turn around to look, his heart skipped a beat. [Xiao Wancheng has arrived! ? ? ]

The slap fell again, hitting Murong Ji's back again. The black light of Qiankun Qingguang Ring flashed and disappeared, but it once again dissolved Xiao Wancheng's attack.

This man was very powerful, and the remaining strength was quite strong, which made Murong Ji stagger. When he looked up, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

[There's another sneak attack! ]

Murong Ji flipped his left hand, and a palm-sized Bagua mirror suddenly appeared in his hand. He turned over to avoid the attack, and with a dragon-like twist, he shone the Qiankun mirror on the abdomen of the person who attacked from behind. In an instant, the magic weapon that attacked was instantly shattered into pieces. The person who attacked with it held out for a moment, and then exploded into a bloody mist with a "bang".

The power of the Qiankun Mirror chilled the hearts of the Taoist disciples who gathered around. Even the movements of their hands hesitated for a moment.

It was at this moment that Murong Ji hurriedly put Huang Shiren into his devouring bag, freeing his hands and feet and giving him time to prepare. Only then did he have the chance to look at the man who had slapped him three times.

He was a Taoist priest in his thirties, and his identity was not yet known.

After a quick glance, Murong Ji took a step forward, and stepped on the void. Lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, and the lotus waves rippled.

A long afterimage was quickly left, leaving a trace. Countless magic weapons smashed towards Murong Ji, but they hit nothing and there was no trace of Murong Ji.

Lingbo Weibu!

Everyone was shocked. Suddenly, some tiny mosquitoes appeared in the air without anyone noticing.

Constantly shuttling among the crowd of Taoist League disciples.

There was a disciple of the Taoist Alliance who was very annoyed. He slapped the mosquito in front of him to death. When he was about to blow away the mosquito's body, he found that the mosquito turned into a pool of black stain.

The next moment, I felt like something was about to jump out of my body.

A large amount of black viscous liquid precipitated from his pores.

“This is…what is this?!”

Before he could figure out what was going on, screams suddenly rang out from all around him. Turning his head, he saw countless people involuntarily leaking various sticky black liquids.

The liquid changed into various forms and continued to harass them.

Some of the black sticky liquid turned into mosquitoes and flies and attacked other people again.

"Get out of here! Ahhh! What the hell is that?"

"Get away from me, demon. What new type of demon is this?!"

For a moment, all kinds of panicked screams were heard. What on earth was this thing? It was almost inseparable from them, and could not be dispersed or eliminated. Instead, it kept piling up.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Three Corpses! These are the Three Corpses!!"

Everyone was shocked. They had all heard about the Three Corpse Gods, but they never expected that it would happen to them.

Among the seven people, only one succeeded in killing the three corpses, and the rest all committed suicide!
Without waiting for everyone to react, he took a quick glance and saw nothing but black sticky liquid that turned into mosquitoes, flies, wild beasts, and all kinds of things.

There was no trace of Murong Ji anywhere.

The next moment, Xiao Wancheng's figure fell from the sky, and his huge momentum directly crushed the mosquitoes and flies transformed from the surrounding black viscous liquid.

At the same time, countless mosquitoes and flies swarmed towards Xiao Wancheng.

Xiao Wancheng snorted coldly, and his own protective spiritual power instantly shattered the mosquitoes and flies gathering around him, turning them back into a pool of sticky liquid.

The black liquid slowly condensed and regrouped into mosquitoes and flies, continuing to pounce on Xiao Wancheng.

However, he saw that this group of mosquitoes and flies slowly invaded his protective spiritual power.

Xiao Wancheng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this thing could actually penetrate the spiritual protection.

In the brief moment when he was stunned, several three-corpse insects drilled into the spiritual power protection and bit Xiao Wancheng.

Xiao Wancheng's pupils shrank instantly, [So fast! ]

The next moment, the momentum around his body suddenly surged, and the invisible energy rushed in all directions, suppressing those three corpse worms alive.

There was not even a single mosquito or fly within a dozen meters around him.

Xiao Wancheng's face was gloomy. He looked around, but there was no sign of Murong Ji.

At first glance, Xiao Wancheng's heart sank. More than 80% of the Xiao family disciples... no, the Dao League disciples, were almost all tricked.

Xiao Wancheng cursed inwardly. Murong Ji was really ruthless! Didn't he know how important the elite disciples guarding the border were to the human race? ! !

Looking again, these are the elite disciples of the Taoist Alliance brought here this time.

Almost no one was spared. The black three-corpse insects gathered in groups, soared into the sky, and fell like raindrops. There was no way to avoid or escape.

The three corpse worms are not fatal, but the deadly thing is that as soon as you use your spiritual power, they will immediately manifest themselves, disturbing your mind and preventing you from entering a state of meditation and tranquility.

Not to mention mobilizing spiritual power, he became a useless person.

Even if he could barely mobilize his spiritual power and cast spells against the enemy, his combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.

If one wants to achieve anything on the path of cultivation, one must kill the three corpses. However, the probability of successfully killing the three corpses is extremely low.

Think about those Taoist Alliance disciples who were forced to death by the Three Corpses.

When Xiao Wancheng anticipated what the alliance would encounter in the future, his heart sank to the bottom. This time, he had caused a huge disaster. After he returned, he would definitely be held accountable by the aristocratic families!

(End of this chapter)