Chapter 643: Let You Become a Female Warrior on Par with the Masked Group

Shi Tang finally reacted and hurriedly took out the healing pill. He crawled to the little fire god and fed the pill to him.

"Brother Shi, Brother Chi, your case... I guess the punishment can only be reduced after you solve this monster and make great contributions."

Ximen Chuisha sat in front of the table, without moving, gently waving a feather fan with a smile on his face, and spoke slowly.

The two men's eyes lit up, but they didn't dare to look at Murong Ji, for fear that this gentleman would be unhappy and kill them all.

At this moment, Murong Ji turned his head and looked out the window, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "What a fate, we meet again this time."

Sensing the powerful demonic power approaching quickly from outside, Murong Ji suddenly felt that this mission would not be difficult.

"It's just that what you did this time was authentic."

At this time, Shitang swung his sword towards the door. The sword light broke through the door of the inn and fell directly on the roof opposite.

A human-sized spider was suddenly split in two. Endless purple poison gas burst out and slowly spread in the rain.

The purple poison gas gathered in the rain curtain without dispersing, and was not affected by the rain curtain at all. Instead, it was able to spread the poison with the help of the rain curtain, and the speed was not slow.

It first rushed into the inn, but the poisonous fog was stopped by something. Murong Ji turned his head and saw talismans pasted everywhere on the doors and windows of the inn.

[Oh, that's safe.] Murong Ji thought to himself, and then took a look at the three people. These three Taoist League disciples were not good people.

So far, only Yumian Fengjun is still relatively good. As for the other two, even if I kill them myself, the aristocratic families behind them will have nothing to say.

Within a few breaths, the fog slowly surrounded the entire inn.

Murong Ji looked outside with great interest. Dense swarms of spiders were crawling over the walls and roofs, and were gathering around the inn.

Suddenly, the little fire god threw a stream of fire into the sky. The flame burned through the roof, rose high into the sky, and stopped.

Endless fire spread out, directly evaporating the surrounding rain curtain.

"Hehe, thirteen!" As soon as the words fell, thirteen beams of flame suddenly split out from the flames in the sky. The flame beams fell all around the inn and ignited thirteen giant spiders at the same time.

Murong Ji raised his head and looked up, "Idiot!"

If you have abandoned your own martial arts and the roof is leaking, then what is the use of all these talismans and formations in the room?
The little fire god's expression froze, and he felt annoyed. Murong Ji's strength was too high, and he didn't dare to refute.

As the cold wind blew, the scorching heat of the flames came over, and soon a burning smell was heard.

“Not good! The poison from the burning flames is still spreading, and it’s even stronger!” Jade-faced Wind Lord’s face turned ashen.

Looking up at the roof, wisps of purple mist were already filling in.

In such a short while, endless poisonous gas had surrounded the inn.

Shi Tang said helplessly: "We can't run away this time."

Then, they looked at Murong Ji. This man's strength was higher than all of them. Judging from his character, he would not abandon them. Perhaps there was a way.

Murong Ji's gaze fell on the outside of the window. On the roof not far away, a vigorous demonic power was rushing towards him.

He was very familiar with this demonic power. He had only encountered it once a few years ago, but now, after several years, the pressure had increased greatly.

Poisonous Master!
"Ximen Blowing Sand, open a gap and lead people out of this poisonous circle."

Murong Ji's voice sounded faintly, seemingly without a trace of emotion, and he didn't even move a step from the table.

This commanding tone when speaking to subordinates made Ximen Chuisha very unhappy, and his face instantly turned gloomy, but he did not dare to resist.

Murong Ji's strength made him feel powerless. He hesitated and wanted to say something, but when he saw Murong Ji's playful smile, he swallowed his words back.

He understood Murong Ji's intention, which was to preserve the town.

This town is very important to both humans and demons. Rebuilding it will cost a lot of manpower and resources.

Ximen Chuisha blew out a wind blade from the Snow Mist Fan in his hand towards the door. In an instant, the wind blade blew out a safe passage.

Murong Ji then raised his eyes and said, "Snow and Mist Imperial Fan, what a good thing! His cultivation is not bad either." Murong Ji praised sincerely. Although this Jade-faced Wind Lord was not a good person, he had great abilities.

It cannot be compared with the Mask Group, but being a mid- to high-level pillar of the Taoist Alliance is also good.

Ximen Chuisha had a slight smile on his face, feeling somewhat proud. He narrowed his eyes slightly, held the feather fan in front of his chest, and tapped it gently...

Murong Ji: "..."

I rubbed my forehead. Is it that serious? My tail is almost up in the air.

Then, he said calmly, "Let's go!"

The sound was so long and distant that it reached the ears of almost everyone in the inn.

The two Dongfang sisters on the second floor quickly carried the servant downstairs. Soon, they and the shopkeeper followed them out the door.

The rain outside was much lighter than before, but it was still a drizzle, and it felt a little cold when it fell on the body. The rain still contained poisonous gas, and everyone didn't dare to take it head-on.

The little fire god constructed a fire shield and covered everyone inside. When the rain fell, it was instantly evaporated.

But what surprised everyone was that no matter how raging the poisonous gas was around, it could not enter the cover.

He glanced at the little fire god quietly. This guy didn't have that kind of spiritual power, so that was Murong Ji's method.

They walked out of the town and stopped at an open space. Murong Ji stood aside and looked at the figures coming from a distance.

"Here it comes! Such a strong demonic power! The Great Demon King of the Southern Kingdom!"

The little fire god exclaimed, and everyone immediately became serious. There were only a few great demon kings in the southern country, and no one knew which one they were facing.

Murong Ji stood in front of everyone with his hands behind his back, looking at the Poison Master who was getting closer and closer.

The vigorous momentum was somewhat frightening, like a ferocious beast in the night. It caused a violent storm, and the rain was blown into mist, and the white mist contained poison.

Slowly surrounded Murong Ji and others again.

A figure slowly appeared above the rooftops of the town, revealing his face in the night.

He was wearing a crimson robe and had eight eyes on his face, which was indeed a bit scary.

"Qin Lan." Murong Ji called softly.

"Ok?"

Dongfang Qinlan was happily eating candied haws when she suddenly heard someone calling her. She was unable to react for a moment and then someone grabbed her by the back of the neck and lifted her up.

"What? I feel so embarrassed when you treat me like this."

Murong Ji smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance to make a contribution. Let's make a name for yourself as the chivalrous lady Qin Lan, and become as famous as the masked group."

Dongfang Qinlan woke up instantly and yelled, “I don’t want it!”

"late!"

The next moment, countless golden rays burst out, as if they had consciousness, and specifically drilled into people's eyes, making it impossible for the people to open their eyes.

Murong Ji blocked Dongfang Qinlan in front of him, and while she was screaming in pain from her eyes, he reached out and snatched the candied haws from her hand that she had not yet had time to eat.

After taking a bite, I found the sweet and sour taste extremely good. I was a little confused as to why the candied haws this little girl bought were so luxurious?
While eating, Murong Ji's figure slowly turned into the appearance of Dongfang Huaizhu.

In an instant, countless gusts of wind surged, and the light emitted from the Poison Master's eyes seemed to affect the surrounding wind and rain, making it impossible to see the surrounding environment clearly.

Ximen Chuisha was in a panic. He couldn't see the situation around him clearly, and he didn't know where the monster had come. In a hurry, he rolled up endless wind to protect himself.

In front of Murong Ji, he did not dare to act recklessly, and it was enough to protect himself. As for the life and death of others, what did it have to do with him?

Murong Ji turned his head to look at Ximen Chuisha and chuckled, "That's exactly what I want!" As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the strong wind surrounding Ximen Chuisha instantly grew stronger.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a tornado that reached the sky, sweeping the dazzling golden light into the wind, along with the poisonous gas within a thousand miles radius, all of which was sucked into the tornado.

In the center of the tornado, golden light and poisonous gas sank into a pitch-black jade bead.

Outside the tornado, Master Du's face changed. This kind of wind was not something he could resist. "I heard that the Snow Mist Imperial Fan from a hundred years ago also appeared? No wonder."

"Qin Lan! Qin Lan! Where are you?!" Inside the tornado, Dongfang Huaizhu couldn't see the situation around him clearly. He was worried about Dongfang Qin Lan's safety and was scratching around like a headless fly.

The intermittent sound attracted Murong Ji's attention. He waved his hand and blew it away in the wind, sending her servants and the old shop owner out together.

As for the remaining people, use poison gas to knock them unconscious.

Murong Ji put the unconscious Dongfang Qinlan aside, stretched himself, slowly lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, let out a trace of yang spirit, and sat cross-legged on his abdomen.

The tornado and hurricane, which was no longer under human control, gradually dissipated after a while, and the rain fell again, feeling a little cold on the face.

Another half hour passed, and the sound of footsteps came closer and closer. In Murong Ji Yangshen's sight, the Poison Master walked among the people. After making sure that they were all unconscious, he waved his hand and swept them up with the wind.

Fly away.

Murong Ji looked at the Poison Master who was leading them to the deep mountains of the Southern Kingdom, and felt a headache. [I hope you two don't go astray.]

If you say that this couple is a bad person, then they are definitely not.

Huandu Qingtian is located in the southern country. If there were someone with ulterior motives, the border between the human race would have been in constant war. Over the years, the human and demon countries have been very peaceful.

After hundreds of years of peace, the human race has made great progress, and Huandu Qingtian has made an indispensable contribution to this.

If some of his subordinates were vicious, he would not be able to achieve such relative peace.

(End of this chapter)