Chapter 691 Killing Formation

The sound continued, like water dripping from an oil pan, and was even accompanied by various wails. When he encountered someone he couldn't assimilate, Murong Ji would use a diamond bracelet.

With the Vajra Bracelet in his hand, Murong Ji was not afraid at all.

Inside the circle, the human border.

Taoist Tianmen looked at the six corpses in front of him in silence. Half a month ago, he was still a lively Taoist youth with a high level of cultivation, even surpassing countless families.

It hasn't been long and they're all lying here.

Of the four who were still alive, one had a broken leg, one had lost his faith, one was seriously injured and disabled, and one was unconscious.

Ten people left and four returned, and the geniuses of this generation in the Taoist Alliance were completely wiped out.

Taoist Tianmen sighed. He didn't know why Wang Quan Baiye displayed these young people here one by one, including the two who were seriously injured and unconscious, on this city wall.

[It seems that it is for an answer...]

Taoist Tianmen turned his head and looked outside the city wall. The barrier left by the third young master was still surging in the mist.

The corners of his mouth trembled, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

After another long silence, he walked up to Wang Quan Baiye and said in a deep voice, "Go back. He probably won't be able to come back. Find a medical expert from the demon tribe to treat your two seriously injured companions. They may still have a life. Don't let them die in vain."

Wang Quan Baiye half-knelt in front of the city gate tower, staring motionlessly at the barrier outside the border and the thick fog in front of him, as if he didn't hear anything.

Beside him, Li Quzhuo sat in a wheelchair, still looking outside quietly without saying a word.

Taoist Tianmen sighed, turned around, and looked outside the circle with him.

"Before, the fog outside the circle was not so thick. After the head of the Chen family went in, he set up a formation next to the border. I don't know what means he used to continuously clear all kinds of fog."

"After a few days, the fog outside the border has almost thinned out. Standing here, you can see some of the situation outside. Not long after you escaped, the fog condensed and became thicker and thicker."

"During the days when you were unconscious, I could still hear the sounds of fighting and the ringing of a magic weapon called a big bell. Oh, it's called... Hongmeng Tianzhong, right? Hey! It's been three days... There has been no movement..."

No one responded to Tianmen Taoist, it was more like his own feelings.

"The news you brought back is very important...but, you have also given our Taoist Alliance hope for the future." Tianmen Taoist's voice trembled and he started crying unconsciously. At this moment, he hated his own weakness so much.

If he had stopped them, would the outcome have been different? If his strength was as great as Wang Quan's, would he have been able to save them?

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

"Master! Look!"

Following the sound, I saw that the fog outside the circle suddenly surged up at a very slow speed, but it was extremely clear under the morning sunlight.

Part of the mist touched the circle left by the Third Young Master and was instantly destroyed, turning into the breath of heaven and earth that penetrated through.

Gradually, the speed of the mist flowed faster and faster, and it was still increasing. The mist flowed, hitting the barrier at a very high speed, and finally turned into an airflow of the breath of heaven and earth, turning into wind, blowing towards the human territory.

After a dozen or so breaths, the wind blew violently, even causing the air currents in the human race's territory to surge, sending endless winds out of the circle. At the same time, the sky gradually darkened.

Wang Quan Baiye looked up in shock at the sky. He didn't know when, the white clouds in the sky rolled slightly, and above the endless sky, they all turned into a whirlpool.

The wind was still surging, getting stronger and stronger, in a fixed direction, and it seemed that a tornado had really formed, but it was outside that circle.

"Brother, Chen Mi is still alive... He is still alive! Hahaha!"

"Brother Chen, is that you..."

"It's him, it must be him! He has endless tricks and he is a steady person, it must be his!!!" Li Quzhuo's face was covered with tear marks, he looked a little crazy, and he grabbed Wang Quan Baiye's arm tightly.

They have seen how powerful Murong Ji is. Even if the Masked Group joins forces, they may not be his match. Murong Ji can find the weaknesses of almost everyone and even defeat them with their favorite moves.
Just like the sword fight between the two of them back then, with just one sword, Murong Ji learned how to use Wang Quan's sword intent.

He also created a sword intent that was completely different from Wang Quan's sword intent.

Soon, a huge dark cloud with a radius of ten thousand miles gathered in the sky, and the dark cloud was still converging towards the center.

The swirling dark clouds drove up the endless thick fog outside the circle below, which constantly hit the barrier left by the Third Young Master, making a crackling sound.

The energy that came through the wind was an incomparably pure breath of heaven and earth that formed a hurricane, and even the clouds in the sky became half black and half gray.

The huge dark cloud was moving slowly, but in fact, its movement speed was extremely fast. In a short period of time, less than ten minutes, it had already spanned thousands of miles.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

"Is that... man-made?!" Taoist Tianmen muttered to himself, staggered forward a few steps, supported his hands on the city wall, and leaned out as far as he could, as if he wanted to see it more clearly.

But the distance is too far, so it has no effect and can only provide some psychological comfort.

“I have been guarding the border for my entire life, and I have never encountered a situation like this. This... this..." Wang Quan Baiye walked forward and looked back at the members of the Masked Group behind him. Six were dead, four were injured, and even if the four of them came back, they would have saved their lives.

It is impossible to continue to improve your skills and have a bright future as you did in the past. Your foundation has been destroyed and there is no possibility of moving forward.

Yang Yitan was relying on his own foundation to hold on for a while. After he returned, his cultivation would definitely drop greatly, but it was unclear to what extent.

Li Quzhuo lost his legs and his Taoist heart, so it was no problem for him to make some magic weapons. He was lucky to be able to maintain his Taoism.

His own sister, Wang Quanzui, was severely injured and beaten to death, and she only survived with the help of the secret medicine called Rhubarb Pill. He had no idea how she survived.

As for himself, he was not much better than Yang Yitan. Having lost his sword heart, he could now feel the decline in his cultivation.

Otherwise, there would be no need for Murong Ji to finish off the opponent with the sword when he escaped.

They have lost their voice in the Dao League, and even more so their future. He has no control over how the Dao League will change in the future...

Now, the only person in the Taoist Alliance who can make him feel at ease is Murong Ji. If something happens to him again, the Xiao family will still suppress many aristocratic families.

Because of Xiao Ning's existence, the Xiao family will not decline, but will move to a higher level.

A tear flowed from the corner of Wang Quan Baiye's eye. He turned his head to look at the hazy fog outside the circle, and the huge dark clouds covering a radius of ten thousand miles above the sky.

The sky gradually darkened and continued to darken.

In a trance, Wang Quan Baiye saw a figure standing under the dark clouds.

The lightning flashed, but the figure was as small as an ant and could not be seen clearly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, so deafening that even some tiles on the city wall were shaken down.

The sky became completely dark, as if it had entered night time. In an instant, a violent storm arose. A fine drizzle gradually fell, getting faster and faster, like sharp arrows shooting towards the world.

The drizzle gradually became denser, and in the drizzle, there were countless sword qi mixed in.

He didn't pay attention for a moment and directly shot and injured more than twenty Taoist League disciples.

"Formation!" Li Quzhuo exclaimed.

Everyone was astonished. They had never seen Murong Ji's formation before, but it was said to be miraculous in the Taoist Alliance.

Especially after Wuhuang Mountain, Murong Ji was called the only true god in the art of formation.

A stream of sword energy shot directly at the old man from Tianmen, causing him to stagger and barely come to his senses. He shouted and ordered, "Disperse into the tower, quickly disperse into the tower!"

At a call, the disciples of the Endless Dao Alliance hurried into the city wall, taking their injured fellow disciples with them and hiding inside the city wall.

Soon, heavy rain poured down. The raindrops in the dark sky still carried endless sword energy. Every raindrop was a sword energy, falling on the ground.
Every sword can kill almost a Taoist League disciple, without any pressure.

The heavy raindrops, coupled with the still gathering dark clouds, almost covered the entire sky. Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the clouds continued to gather towards the center, accumulating the power of the sky.

At this moment, they realized that not only the power of heaven and earth had unrivaled power, but the power of heaven itself was already enough to make people despair.

The formation pattern gradually appeared in the sky. It was covered by clouds, but it could not completely cover up the golden light.

It looked like natural patterns of lightning. As the dark clouds gathered, the entire formation was revealed. Looking up, almost everyone felt despair.

The power of heaven and earth is nothing more than this. The majesty of heaven is like destroying the world!

In a breath of time, the heavy dark clouds completely blocked out all light, making the entire sky pitch black, so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

Occasionally, there was a faint flash of lightning in the dark clouds.

Torches gradually lit up inside the city wall. In the pitch-black environment, the entire human defense line looked like a bright yellow dragon.

In an instant, lightning flashed, and thunder instantly illuminated all the darkness within a thousand miles, like a sharp sword cutting through the night sky.

Only then did people see that beneath the wind, rain and thunderclouds, there was a figure standing, as small as an ant, and yet it seemed as if the heaven and earth were present, looking down on the world.

Looking in the light of lightning, the thick fog outside the circle was all absorbed by the raindrops, and before falling to the ground, it was purified by the sword energy in some way.

It turned into pure breath of heaven and earth and returned to the earth along with the rain, revealing its original appearance outside the circle.

At this moment, the outside of the circle is no longer so scary and dark, and is almost the same as the inside of the circle.

The only difference is that under the lightning, there are several spiritual beings revealed.

Without the protection of thick fog, the most primitive appearance of creatures outside the circle is almost revealed.

(End of this chapter)