Chapter 814 It’s me who harmed you.
After trying several times, he failed. He could only fall to the ground helplessly, looking warily at the thirty or forty people surrounding him.
This is a sword formation! A combined attack formation!
This kind of sword formation has never been seen before, but it is extremely suitable for the swordsmanship of their Wang Quan family.
"Wang Quan Fugui! Don't even think about getting away. With our strength, even if we can't kill you, we can still hold you back!"
Wang Quanfugui's face darkened. He calculated the time and realized that he had wasted half a day here. Even if he got out of trouble now, it might be a little late to rush to Tushan.
But there is still a chance...
Without saying anything more, Wang Quan Fugui became completely ruthless and drew the Wang Quan sword in his hand instantly.
The sword intent that had been brewing for these years was swung out with one sword, directly cutting several people in front of him in half. The sudden increase in combat power caught these people off guard.
After breaking through the encirclement of the crowd, Wang Quanfugui flew quickly into the sky on his sword, ignoring the pursuit and obstruction of the people behind him, and flew towards Tushan at all speed.
the other side.
Murong Ji was sitting in the Huanyue Ancient Cave.
Looking at the platform in front of him, he controlled a large amount of spiritual energy and evil energy to flow into the platform.
His face was solemn, and he kept making seals with his hands, guiding the power of the four directions of heaven and earth into the platform.
Murong Ji's trip was not in vain, as the Third Young Master had previously conducted it to the depths outside the circle. The formation he had set up conducted the extremely dense fog and the power of heaven and earth from the depths outside the circle back.
After smelting, that one formation alone is equivalent to the sum of the other nine formations.
He changed the pattern of the Zhu Xian Sword again and again, and finally decided to add the power of heaven and earth, with spiritual energy and evil spirit as the main ones, and the rest of the aura of heaven and earth as the auxiliary ones.
"Are you preparing a backup plan? Are you going to fight me?"
The Third Young Master sat cross-legged on Murong Ji's desk, looking forward to the practice of Murong Ji's new magic weapon, which would allow Murong Ji to accumulate magic weapons for half his life.
He was very curious about what it looked like and how powerful it was.
Murong Ji did not answer, and continued to concentrate on guiding the aura of heaven and earth into the high platform in front of him.
The Immortal Execution Sword was his last resort. Murong Ji knew that even with the Immortal Execution Sword, his current cultivation level had not yet reached the Return to Void stage, and he would not be able to control the Third Young Master.
There is a difference between someone who has touched the threshold and someone who has stepped over it. The person who has touched the threshold is still outside the door, while the person who has stepped over it is already inside the house.
However, he had no other choice now. He couldn't break free from the Third Young Master's restraints, so he could only speed up the gathering of the spiritual energy and evil spirit of the Zhu Xian Sword.
It only took a few hours for the Third Young Master to move them back to Qingyun Mountain.
Murong Ji became even more silent. He originally wanted to help Dongfang Yuechu and the others once, but now he was afraid that it would not work.
Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji let out a breath of foul air weakly, [Hopefully, the next move will work! ]
He couldn't help but worry in his heart. He was not surprised that Wang Quanfugui could win the analysis, but Xiao Ning would definitely not win! Arranging Xiao Ning to go there was almost like sending him to his death.
But what can we do?
Feng Xi fought one against three. She knew Tu Shan Honghong's flaws and weaknesses. If certain conditions were met, Tu Shan Honghong would be useless.
The real fighting force is Dongfang Yuechu! But his combat experience is definitely not as good as Feng Xi's.
Murong Ji looked at the platform in front of him. Now, the condensation speed of the Zhu Xian Sword was several times faster than before. According to current estimates, it would take another ten years.
This material can be used.
Retracting his gaze, Murong Ji glanced at the Third Young Master. At this moment, he seemed to be looking at something interesting, with a smile on his face, and he was completely defenseless against Murong Ji.
Murong Ji couldn't help but be stunned. [It seems that he didn't realize how he got to Tushan just now.]
Murong Ji slightly raised the corner of his mouth, his figure flashed, almost turning into a stream of light, and pounced towards the Pure Karma Sword Lotus in the furnace.
"return!"
An angry roar from the Third Young Master was heard from behind, and then an inexplicable force grabbed Murong Ji's body, trying to stop him from performing the Fire Escape.
Murong Ji swung his sword back, severing the connection with that energy. His figure flashed through the furnace, and when he appeared again, he was at the Twin Peaks.
He quickly flew out of the cave on his sword and headed towards the giant bitter tree below. He landed lightly on the ground with a tap of his toes and saw Xiao Ning lying on the ground. He had been beaten half to death and looked very miserable.
Murong Ji's heart sank to the bottom, and he felt Xiao Ning's pulse. The injury was serious, and he was running out of energy. He wouldn't live long.
Murong Ji sighed, "It's me who hurt you."
He looked up and saw Dongfang Yuechu lying under the giant tree of suffering, with his hands clasped together. He looked old, like a man in his seventies. Although he was not young, he was in his forties, which was the prime of a cultivator.
Looking closely, Dongfang Yuechu's vitality had disappeared. He was dead completely. His eyeballs had disappeared, leaving only empty eye sockets, which was quite creepy.
Not far away, Tushan Honghong lost all her demonic power and turned completely into a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old. She fell to the ground, and her life or death was unknown.
Murong Ji went forward to check her body. She was healthy, but she needed to practice again. Murong Ji nodded. According to his prediction, Tushan Honghong should be in the giant tree of suffering now.
Murong Ji suddenly thought of something, his brows darkened, and he opened his eyes to scan the surroundings. Where was Feng Xi?
The environment around the giant tree of suffering was almost destroyed. The ground was full of scars. The land and buildings seemed to have been cut off by something, but there was no debris.
This time, Tushan suffered a heavy loss. Decades of accumulation were destroyed in an instant.
Murong Ji's face was gloomy. He stepped forward and put his hand on the giant tree of suffering. The next moment, he seemed to have received some information, which made his eyes turn cold.
In an instant, his soul left his body. The golden soul was like the sun in the sky, illuminating the surrounding grass and trees, turning them yellow. Murong Ji glanced around and disappeared in an instant.
Following the emotional power of the bitter love tree, we went all the way out of Tushan.
In a blink of an eye, it had reached thousands of miles away and landed at the entrance of a cave.
Murong Ji glanced at the cave, which was filled with gloomy and complex negative emotions with a black aura, the Black Fox!
Walking into the cave, countless black viscous liquid-like things were evaporated and burned alive. All the living beings that existed as "spiritual bodies" were burned to ashes, leaving no ashes.
The original color of the land was revealed.
As Murong Ji walked past, the land was instantly scorched and turned yellow, and in a moment it turned into earthy gray, devoid of any life.
Walking deep into the cave, Murong Ji's eyes fell on the figure sitting cross-legged on the high platform. He clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "Senior Feng Xi, long time no see!"
Murong Ji's voice rumbled in the cave, and at the same time, he mobilized the power of his soul and pressed it into the depths of the cave, and countless black foxes turned into ashes.
After a while, two figures flew out of the cave, Dongfang Yuechu and Tushan Honghong, with light blue souls that looked a little blurry.
Both of them were soul bodies, and could not withstand the burning of Murong Ji's soul. They shrank in a moment.
In a hurry, Murong Ji gathered all the energy of his soul and condensed it into a golden figure, exactly the same as the Third Young Master.
Watching Dongfang Yuechu and Tushan Honghong passing by him, in an instant, they disappeared at the edge of the sky.
Murong Ji withdrew his gaze and stared at the cave. This time he wanted to see how Feng Xi ran!
Even if she cannot be killed, she must be seriously injured so that she cannot cause trouble for at least a hundred years.
The spiritual power around him exploded instantly, and the scorching temperature enveloped the entire cave, and countless black foxes were scared to death.
A rough count shows that there are millions of them. These black foxes are not real creatures, but ideas constructed based on creatures outside the circle.
After a few breaths, Feng Xi's true form was completely revealed. The black mist on her body was completely burned up by Murong Ji's spiritual power before it could dissipate.
"Awesome! If someone doesn't know you, they would think you are from Aolai Country!" Feng Xi covered his eyes with both hands and could barely see the person in front of him, which also hurt his eyes.
Upon seeing it, he was stunned for a moment. What was emanating from Murong Ji's body was not the flame of the soul, but the sword energy.
"Don't forget our agreement!" A voice suddenly came from behind Murong Ji. The third young master has arrived!
Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat, and before he could react, his entire soul instantly appeared in another place.
It was pitch black all around here, which was different from the bright sunshine at the cave entrance just now. It was like a night scene.
Looking around, he saw fog of various colors that was so thick that it was almost liquid. Murong Ji frowned slightly, not knowing where this place was.
Under my feet is another direction of the world, where the sun cannot reach...it is time to get dark.
As soon as Murong Ji appeared, the countless fog and darkness around him were all cleared away. In a short period of time, countless fog and creatures outside the circle were evaporated.
The soul was burning, this was the soul essence that Murong Ji had accumulated for several lifetimes. In a few breaths, many creatures outside the circle were transformed into their original forms and fell to the ground.
Murong Ji took a quick look and saw that they were all first-class refining materials and alchemy materials, good stuff. Then, he glanced around and saw that the fog here was so thick that it almost turned into liquid.
By setting up a formation here and introducing the health-preserving coffin, the recovery speed of the power of heaven and earth in Qingyun Mountain can be accelerated, and the Zhuxian Sword can be refined a few years earlier.
When his eyes fell on those materials, he realized that perhaps Murong Ji was too overbearing. Within a radius of several meters around him, the creatures outside the fog circle automatically moved away.
Murong Ji looked around but did not see the Third Young Master. The matter was already settled, and no matter what he did, it would not affect the overall situation. Naturally, the Third Young Master would not follow him.
For a moment, Murong Ji felt a little powerless. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the materials in front of him, melting them into array stakes, and arranging the array.
He activated the formation and began to absorb the power of heaven and earth and various thick mists from the creatures outside the circle.
(End of this chapter)