Chapter 646: Fighting with the Demon King
The next moment, Dongfang Huaizhu put his two fingers together and drew a flame curtain, blocking the poisonous gas that was chasing the three people.

The flames that suddenly rose up almost burned the entire sky below.

The scorching heat rushed towards them, and before Yumian Fengjun and his companions could stand still, countless poisonous gases were burned away.

"It's a very clever way of poisoning! It's silent and if it wasn't for Brother Chen's reminder, I would have really been in trouble." Wang Quan Baiye said softly.

Murong Ji's gaze fell on the grass not far away. "It's you again, Princess. Is the bump on your head healed?"

The purple evil aura flashed by, and on the originally empty grassland, the figure of Huan Du Luo Lan appeared, and behind her stood Gai Taijun of the Southern Kingdom.

Lady Gai placed her hand gently on Huan Du Luolan's shoulder to prevent her from rushing up to fight with Murong Ji in a fit of impulse.

"Humph! When it comes to poison techniques, my Southern Country is number one in the world! What's the best? With your lousy medical skills, can you cure all the poisons in this world?"

Huan Du Luolan's baby voice was both fierce and cute, and she wished she could bite Murong Ji to death, as if she had a deep hatred for him.

That lump caused her pain for a long time!
Murong Ji slapped his palm on his face, suppressed his laughter, and then said, "Your Highness, don't talk like that. It makes you look like a villain, which is inconsistent with your status and position."

"You should accuse us righteously, standing on the moral high ground, and argue even if you are wrong!"

Huan Du Luo Lan seemed to have just reacted, and for a moment, it was difficult to change, and she replied angrily: "What do you care!"

"You bad guy! You bullied us southerners and you want to leave! I want to avenge the Poison Lady!"

Murong Ji nodded and said, "Yes, yes, that's the tune!" Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Dongfang Qinlan like a chicken, and stood in front of him.

Dongfang Qinlan: "Hey?!!! What are you doing?"

Murong Ji pointed at Huan Du Luo Lan below and said, "Come on, confront her!"

Dongfang Qinlan was confused. "No, what does this have to do with me? Didn't she come to seek revenge on you?"

Murong Ji said seductively, "Our contract is for you to handle all matters in the south. Now... you two are both children, so you have nothing to talk about together."

Dongfang Qinlan's eyes lit up, she tilted her head slightly, pinched her waist and asked, "Do you want me to scold you with her?"

Murong Ji: "..."

Then, he took another look at Huan Du Luo Lan who was continuously outputting below, and shook his head. He really couldn't find the root of the problem at all and couldn't find Murong Ji's pain point.

She said with some disdain, "This little brat cursed fiercely, but none of his words hit the point. If I were to speak, I would be so angry that she would be half dead."

Before Murong Ji could speak, Dongfang Huaizhu snatched Qin Lan back and held her in his arms, still looking at Murong Ji with a vigilant look on his face, "My sister is ignorant and has caused trouble for Mr. Murong again."

Murong Ji: "..."

Only then did I understand what was going on. Dongfang Huaizhu was afraid that she would lead her sister astray! !
Murong Ji slapped his forehead helplessly and smoothed his hair back.

"So that's how it is. That's what I was thinking! You misunderstood, Oriental girl. Your sister is born a bad person. You don't know that many of the bad ideas come from her!"

"Don't forget, she did business with me for three years without telling her family, and the profit was..."

Before Murong Ji could finish, Dongfang Qinlan suddenly shouted, "Alright! This matter is over! And I have already talked to my sister about it! Don't mention it again."

Dongfang Qinlan looked at the gradual change in her sister's eyes, her heart was shaken, and she hurriedly explained, "Also, sister, it's slander! He was slandering!"

"How could a sister as gentle and sweet as me come up with such bad ideas? Old villain Murong! He was dissatisfied with the fact that the money he gave me was too much, so he was trying to kill me!"

"Shut up!"

Dongfang Huaizhu roared with a gloomy face, scaring Dongfang Qinlan so much that she shut her mouth instantly.

"Ahhh! How dare you ignore this princess!"

The next moment, countless poisonous gases rushed up again, but they were never able to pass through Dongfang Huaizhu's flames and were directly burned.

"Someone is coming!" Wang Quan Baiye reminded.

As soon as he finished speaking, the grass within a hundred miles around withered instantly, and even the giant tree seemed to be corroded by something, turning into black charcoal and losing its vitality.

Wang Quan Baiye and his men flew high into the sky at a very fast speed. Not long after, they looked up and saw purple poisonous gas rising in the sky, like dark clouds, pressing down on everyone, covering the entire sky and earth.

"The Poison King of the Southern Kingdom, Huandu Qingtian!"

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and in an instant, his expression became solemn, Great Demon King! !
He is still the oldest demon king.

Murong Ji's pair of pale eyes moved, with golden light flowing in his eyes, and he looked in the direction of the bursting momentum.

The sight quickly zoomed in and fell on a figure in the distance, gradually becoming clearer.

Huan Du Qingtian held a pipe in his hand, took a puff, and exhaled a gray mist. A little old man, dressed in authentic southern style, with the five poisonous insects on his hat, which was very prominent.

Within a radius of 100 miles around him, countless plants and trees were eroded away, revealing the blackened land, which looked like a scene that had been burned.

Huan Du Qingtian tapped his pipe, exhaled a puff of smoke, stared at them and muttered, "What an arrogant youngster."

"Can you bully me because there is no one in the South?" A rumbling voice came over, not loud, but quite deafening. Murong Ji knew very well that this was the symphony of the power of heaven and earth.

Murong Ji was speechless for a moment. Before Huan Du Qingtian said this, he thought that the Southern Country was unfathomable. Now that he was reminded, he realized that the young people of the Southern Country didn't seem to be that good.

There is a feeling of powerlessness.

Then, Murong Ji's eyes fell on Huandu Luolan. [Huantu Qingtian came to the southern border because he was afraid that she would do something wrong? ]

He understands a father's mind thoroughly.

"Hey! You old bastard, but you monsters kidnapped us humans first!"

Dongfang Qinlan's childish voice came out, but it did not cause a response from Huandu Qingtian. His attention was always on Murong Ji.

Huan Du Qingtian looked down at the land in front of him, took the pipe in his hand and knocked it, knocking the ashes onto the ground.

The next moment, the surrounding purple poisonous gas rushed up into the sky and turned into a purple hand dozens of meters wide, hitting the few people.

Ten Thousand Poisonous Shocking Palms!
Dongfang Huaizhu was shocked and quickly pulled his sister behind him. The flame in his hand immediately burned all over his body, protecting his sister and himself.

Murong Ji winked at Wang Quan Baiye and said in a voice transmission: [Old Wang! Your chance to show off has come. Whether you can win the girl's heart depends on this one.]

Wang Quan Baiye was speechless and a little embarrassed. He stepped forward with his sword, but his eyes fell on Dongfang Huaizhu: "Miss, can I borrow a light?"

Just when Dongfang Huaizhu was still confused, Wang Quan Baiye raised the sword in his hand, and directly attracted a ball of fire that attached to the sword body.

Wang Quan Baiye struggled to spin his body, accumulating strength while drawing on the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, causing the flames and sword energy to merge into one.

"cut!"

A sword fell and directly cut the purple hand into countless purple poisonous gases, which then dissipated in the air.

A safe area within a radius of ten meters around them was cleared.

On the grass below, Huan Du Luo Lan was shocked: "This man actually split my father's attack!"

"Hehe! Are you scared? Why don't you run away!" Dongfang Qinlan pinched her waist and said with some pride.

"What did you say!" Huan Du Luolan was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. She pointed her tender little fingers at Qin Lan who was high in the sky and shouted loudly!

Facing the provocation from the other side, Dongfang Qinlan was not afraid at all, and said to Huandu Qingtian: "The old guy over there is the same, if you don't give way, I will chop you down!"

Murong Ji glanced at Dongfang Qinlan speechlessly. She just came here to look after her daughter and she hasn't even used her full strength yet.

Not to mention mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, he has witnessed the power of Tushan Honghong mobilizing the power of heaven and earth.

Said to chop down Huandu Qingtian with one sword? Even Wang Quan Shouzhu couldn't do it.

"Crack!"

There was a muffled sound, and in an instant, several people were startled. When they turned around, they saw that the sword in Wang Quan Baiye's hand had broken.

There was a brief silence, but Dongfang Qinlan hurriedly covered her mouth with a look of panic on her face. Then, the other people became panicked as well.

Huan Du Qingtian suddenly laughed, and the next moment, a sky full of purple poisonous gas covered the sky and the sun and rushed over.

Wang Quan Baiye looked up and muttered, "With a wave of his hand, the sky and the earth changed color. How powerful is this old monster!"

"The five thousand year old Demon King, how powerful do you think he is!"

Murong Ji's voice sounded slowly, and he came to the side of Wang Quan Baiye, looking at Huan Du Qingtian below with a serious face.

"Within five thousand years, even a piece of stone can become a spirit."

Wang Quan Baiye was stunned, turned to look at Murong Ji and asked: Are you talking about the Demon Emperor of Beishan?
Murong Ji did not answer, but asked: "Can you take them away?"

Wang Quan Baiye was a little embarrassed. It was the first time someone asked him this. He had always said this to other people.

Listening to it now, I still find it a little hard to get used to.

However, now that he has no magic weapon in his hand, his combat power has been greatly reduced by half, and he can't help Murong Ji if he stays.

Wang Quan Baiye flew backwards, "Be careful, after we get out, you should get out as soon as possible."

Murong Ji looked down at Huan Du Qing Tian below him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the fighting spirit in his heart rose, [I still want to fight with this demon king! ]

He wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and the Great Demon King without using the power of heaven and earth.

Back then, when he fought with Tushan Honghong in Tushan, he could only get beaten up because she mobilized the power of heaven and earth. They have never fought each other since then.

Now his cultivation has been greatly improved. After this battle, breaking through the second level of Shangqing should not be a problem.

(End of this chapter)