Chapter 663 The Circle Left by the Third Young Master
Murong Ji was still refining the materials for the array base. He felt dizzy and rubbed his forehead. He glanced at the progress of Wuhuang Mountain. Only the last few positions were left.

As he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on Wang Quan Shouzhuo Mountain again.

This old senior stayed on Wuhuang Mountain with Murong Ji for dozens of days. If the other few had not come down the mountain from time to time to show up, who knows what kind of commotion the family heads at the foot of the mountain would have caused.

At a glance, all the nodes of Wuhuang Mountain have been set up, and everyone has gone down Wuhuang Mountain.

Murong Ji then flipped the Heaven-Flipping Seal in his hand and raised it high above his head.

With his majestic spirit, he activated the talismans condensed in the seal and communicated with the power of heaven and earth.

In an instant, an inexplicable force surged, causing the poisonous fog on the mountain to surge.

A rumbling sound gradually sounded, and the next moment, endless poisonous gas accompanied by the power of heaven and earth slowly flowed into each node.

Mobilize the entire formation and direct the flow of power from heaven and earth.

This is not an easy job. The enormous pressure made Murong Ji feel breathless, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

At this moment, he finally understood what that something was suppressed under the mountain meant.

Mountain is a synonym for the power of heaven and earth. It is as if the entire world is pressing down on you. No matter how high your level of cultivation is, you can hardly withstand the power of heaven and earth.

"Crack!"

The seal on his head cracked again, and Murong Ji's heart sank, feeling that something bad was going to happen.

Suddenly, everyone standing on the mountain felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness, as if their life and death were in someone else's hands.

Even Huan Du Qingtian frowned and looked at Murong Ji, his eyes fixed on the Fantian Seal, feeling nervous.

He could feel that the power of heaven and earth at Wuhuang Mountain seemed to be pressing down there.

The Dao League members stood not far behind Murong Ji with their hands behind their backs, not knowing what they were thinking. But looking at the formation arrangement of Murong Ji, it was enough to mobilize the power of heaven and earth of the entire Wuhuang Mountain.

If such a thing is set up in the human race...

"With this ability, it's not an exaggeration to call him the Demon King. Senior, what do you think?" Wang Quan Shouzhuo leaned on the Wang Quan sword, looked at Murong Ji's back with a serious face, and asked softly.

Huan Du Qingtian turned his attention to the formation that Murong Ji had awakened. He nodded heavily but said nothing.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo glanced at the Taoist masters around him with a sullen face, and said with a half-smile: "My human race is lucky to have a genius, but we can't let him die in vain."

Several people's hearts trembled, as if a murderous intent was looming over their heads, and sweat broke out on their foreheads. "Of course, there is no need for the leader to tell us, we will all protect him."

The head of the Yang family spoke first, but he was not afraid at all. He looked up and met Wang Quan's guarded gaze with great determination.

Wang Quan gave a bitter smile. His attack was met with rebuke from this old man Yang. "You are still so straight."

A fierce murderous intent flashed across his face, but no one dared to take it lightly.

Who is Wang Quan Shouzhuo? He is a ruthless person who dares to kill and do ruthless things.

It was said that Wang Quan's Sword Tomb expelled everyone back then, but they knew exactly what happened. Until now, the survivors of the Sword Tomb hated Wang Quan for his cowardice.

Besides, when cleaning up the Dao League, Wang Quanjian never showed mercy. He fought with Butler Fei to get out of the current situation.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Quan Shouzhuo is cruel and ruthless.

The Yiqidao League is in decline nowadays. That is the result after Wang Quan Shouzhuo killed half of its members. How could it not decline?

The number of middle and high-level people is so small that we can’t kill any of them easily.

He was even forced into that state by Xiao Wancheng. Besides the fact that his own health was not very good, there was also the fact that if the Taoist Alliance suffered more casualties, they would not even be able to defend the border.

Those people gathered under the Xiao family, perhaps with the intention of confronting Wang Quan, forcing him to retreat behind the scenes.

As he spoke, the entire formation operated more and more smoothly.

The Fantian Seal in Murong Ji's hand shattered a little bit again, and it was covered with cracks, as if it would completely collapse with a little force.

"Senior Poison King, it's time to take out your top-notch materials. Otherwise, I won't be able to help you."

Huandu Qingtian took out a stone from the package on his back. The stone was dark iron in color and looked ordinary.

Then, he threw it towards Murong Ji.

When Murong Ji got the stone, he almost couldn't hold it. The stone was the size of a washbasin, which was enough to make a square seal, but the square seal had to be smaller.

[The quality is top-notch, but it is not enough, so we can only use the original things. 】

Top-notch refining materials are not cheap. No matter which force they are in, they are rare and valuable.

I don't even have enough for my own use, so why would I give it away as a gift?

For example, the Tushan sisters would not give away the trunk wood of the giant tree of bitterness.

In other words, Shi Kuan, the Demon Emperor of Beishan, would also give away the essence of the mountain.

Huandu Qingtian, it was a great honor for him to come up with such a large piece of mineral material.

The formation was stable, and Murong quickly smelted out a pigeon egg-sized piece of material, melted it into liquid, and added this small piece of liquid metal back into the Fantian Seal in front of him that was about to break.

The pattern of the Heaven-Flipping Seal was quickly removed, and the power of heaven and earth of Wuhuang Mountain was used to re-melt it. It slowly turned into a bell, the shape of the Hehuan Bell.

The original Hehuan Bell had a simple pattern, but its effect was extraordinary. Murong Ji set up the pattern and made the Hehuan Bell in his memory reappear.

This is actually a medium that is used to draw upon the power of heaven and earth at Wuhuang Mountain. If you want to use it in battle, it will break into pieces after just a few rounds.

He would never use his fundamental magic weapon as a stepping stone for others.

Even this Hehuan Bell was what he intended to give to Huan Du Luolan as a gift for the meeting between master and disciple.

A few more hours passed.

The Hehuan Bell was held in Murong Jixu's hand, and the temperature of the bell dropped little by little.

"jingle."

The clear sound resounded throughout the mountain top, and the tinkling sound of bells spread in all directions, causing the power of heaven and earth in Wuhuang Mountain to surge in a small area.

This is considered the key to the formation.

However, the true authority of the formation lies above your head.

Murong opened his eyes and looked towards the sky. The huge love insect had disappeared, and what appeared instead was the appearance of Huandu Xingzhen.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. Was Huandu Xingzhen's speed of melting the power of heaven and earth so fast? ?

Coming back to his senses, he held the bell high up, watched it slowly rise, fall into Huandu Xingzhen's hands, and then disappear into the sky.

Relying on the magic weapon, Huandu Xingzhen's figure became more solid again, looming and hazy...but it made Huandu Qingtian burst into tears.

Several people from the Taoist Alliance looked at it with a serious expression, but did not say anything.

The next moment is the most important thing.

Murong Ji set his eyes on the barrier. The barrier left by the third young master was still covered with cracks from time to time and looked precarious.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Ji looked into the deep abyss. Standing at the edge of the abyss, Murong Ji kept thinking in his heart, would there be corpses of creatures outside the circle left below?
"Senior, help me."

As soon as he finished speaking, endless power of heaven and earth surged towards Murong Ji.

At the same time, Murong Ji jumped down and fell quickly into the abyss.

"Chen Mi! Come back!" Wang Quan Shouzhuo's heart trembled, and he quickly leaped over, wanting to capture Murong Ji before he jumped out of the abyss.

As soon as he moved, several Taoist alliance leaders behind him flew on their swords and chased after him towards the bottom of the abyss.

Huan Du Qingtian's face sank, and he flashed and immediately stood in front of everyone.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"earn!"

The Wang Quan Sword was unsheathed, slowly flashing with cold light in Wang Quan Shouzhuo's hand. Sword energy overflowed, as if it was constantly cutting the power of heaven and earth of Wuhuang Mountain.

An inexplicable thought spread out, very gentle, completely opposite to the spiritual murderous intent of the Wangquan Sword, and a sword intent that was seriously inconsistent with his behavior.

Huan Du Qingtian's expression became much more solemn. The Sword of Royal Power was a different kind of power from the power of heaven and earth. In other words, it was another form of the power of heaven and earth.

With this sword, Wang Quan Shouzhuo might really be able to stop him and leave him no time to take care of other things.

"Senior Poison King, I just want to find that kid. He is young and bold. If he goes down this time, I'm afraid he won't be able to come up. Please make way."

Huandu Qingtian frowned and looked up at the sky. Huandu Xingzhen's figure was still hazy, but her blurred expression could be seen clearly, and she had not been eroded by the power of heaven and earth.

Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, "The next step is the most important. Whether the barrier can be successfully repaired depends on him. Don't worry, I will go down to find him."

"We'll be with you." Wang Quanshouzhuo's voice was extremely firm and left no room for doubt.

After a moment's silence, Huan Du Qingtian nodded, and the group began to explore the bottom of the abyss little by little.

The further they went, the more severe the suppression of power became, as if some force was depriving them of control over their spiritual power.

It was pitch black below, and they relied on this little spiritual power to deal with emergencies. Now their spiritual power was getting less and less, and they felt a little uneasy.

As time goes on, problems are bound to arise, and only the power of heaven and earth here can sustain it for a while.

"The Third Young Master's circle is really... Alliance Leader, if we continue like this, we won't be able to get out."

The head of the Wen family reminded them that these people were the top leaders of the human race and the pillars of the society. If they died here, it would not only be a loss to the human race, but would also affect the development of the situation.

Wang Quan stopped helplessly, sighed softly, and looked at Huan Du Qing Tian. Without waiting for him to say anything, Huan Du Qing Tian, ​​as if he understood, flew directly downwards at a high speed.

Murong Ji landed lightly on his toes.

This is already the bottom of the abyss. Halfway down, I had no choice but to use the Hongmeng Tianzhong to stabilize my body.

Otherwise, his own spiritual power will be absorbed by the power left by the Third Young Master, and he may even be completely consumed.

(End of this chapter)