Chapter 844: Thunder God Technique
Murong Ji looked up in astonishment and saw a big man with a black face smashing a magic treasure with three punches. The magic treasure, which could not be seen clearly, fell on Fengxi Mountain.

Murong Ji swallowed his saliva. The human race was weak, and the spiritual materials and spiritual objects they found on Fengqi Mountain were very few. The range of activities was not large. If they wanted to get good things, they needed to go deep into Fengqi Mountain, or even deep into Zhou Mountain.

He casually suppressed the greed in his heart. If he dared to act rashly now, he would be close to death. Although the spiritual treasure is good, his life is more important.

For Nuwa, regarding the war between the witches and liches, she would not take action if she could avoid it, which led to the witches' close attack.

But... the witch clan is reckless, not stupid!
[What is this trying to do? Force Nuwa to make a mistake, so that she will turn against him regardless of the consequences? It's possible! ]

"Is it really so crazy?!" Murong Ji couldn't believe it. If it was true, he suddenly felt that destroying the Witch Clan would be the best solution for all races and the ancient world.

He rubbed his forehead and stopped thinking about those things. He focused on looking for the herbs he needed and a place suitable for making pills on Fengxi Mountain.

In Murong Ji's opinion, this war cannot be stopped in a short period of time. This is an opportunity for the human race, and they still have time to explore a way to escape.

When they returned to the base at night, the battle in the sky stopped briefly for a while. Then, Murong Ji felt a change in the pressure around Fengqi Mountain. He guessed that the powerful demon had come to help.

In the following few days, after Murong Ji assigned the tasks, he began to select some places to escape and classified the candidates. Then he let out a breath and talked to Xuan Du and Shi Liuli.

Let them assign the candidates.

Then, he chose a place near the human settlement to build a furnace. This furnace could not connect to the power of heaven and earth, and did not have those magical effects.

One can only rely on formations to refine some pills, magic weapons, etc.

Fenghua fell, and there was a lack of manpower for hunting. After Murong Ji refined the collected resources, he filled Fenghua's position and followed Fengxu to hunt around Fengqi Mountain.

While leading the tribesmen to expand the search area outward, they were also paying attention to whether there were any fragments of spiritual treasures falling from the sky.

That thing is nothing to the top powerful ones, but for Murong Ji now, it is also an extremely rare material.

If he encountered an innate spiritual treasure again like last time, even if it was a broken fragment, it still contained innate spiritual light, Murong was very confident that he could refine a spiritual treasure of extremely high quality.

This thing is something you can only encounter by chance, and Murong Ji can't force it.

Looking at the six-meter-long wild boar in front of him gradually walking into the trap, Murong Ji frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to give the order to attack together, he was stunned. Suddenly, he had a feeling that someone was watching him. Murong Ji always trusted his feelings.

I looked around, but found nothing, and I couldn't help but become a little alert.

"Do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge crossbow arrow pierced through the six-meter-long wild boar's head.

Then, several huge crossbow arrows as thick as arms pinned the wild boar to the ground.

Murong Ji had no way to improve the overall cognitive level or even strength of the human race in a short period of time, but he had a way to make life better for the human race.

Seeing someone coming forward to confirm the life or death of the wild boar, that person gave a signal and thirty or forty people around him hurried forward, and the remaining fifty or sixty people stood guard around.

Murong Ji looked at the tribesmen, who collected the pig's blood in wooden barrels, and then gradually dismembered the wild boar, put away the crossbow arrows, and each of them carried these things towards the camp.

Murong Ji was about to leave when he realized that feeling of being watched again. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the black in his pupils slowly faded away, leaving a pair of pale eyes. He looked around, and finally his sight fell on the burning tree not far away.

It was a colorful little bird, similar to a sparrow.

Murong Ji was somewhat surprised, but not surprised. There were many strange things in the ancient world, and it was not a big deal for a little bird to become a spirit.

However, the look in this sparrow's eyes was a little strange. Murong Ji felt that this look was not what a demon, a little demon, should have.

Murong Ji's pupils slowly turned black and he no longer paid attention to the bird, but he never relaxed his vigilance.

The group entered the human settlement, grilled and sealed the food, processed the pig blood, and then handed the food to Xuandu for distribution.

These things were not enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of tens of thousands of people. Food was extremely scarce, barely enough to keep them from starving to death.

The innate human race is relatively better off, but for the acquired human race, it is very difficult.

Murong Ji had no choice but to deal with this. If the human race wanted to grow stronger, food would be the biggest problem.

Thinking of food, Murong Ji thought of the crops he cultivated by selecting grass seeds in the past. Calculating the time, he should have some results by now.

It would be better to let Xuandu and his men take some of these things with them as food seeds. In the past, even if they had food on Fengxi Mountain, they had no place to farm. After leaving Zhou Mountain, they could find a suitable place to live and plant grass seeds, which would be a way to survive.

Murong Ji walked out of the camp and looked at a piece of land not far away, which he used specifically for growing seeds.

It looked like they still had some time to mature, but there was no time to wait for them to fully mature. We could just call for people to harvest them and bring them to Xuandu for distribution.

After finishing his work, Murong Ji looked up and saw a little sparrow standing not far from the treetop.

The sparrow stared at him with lively eyes, but in Murong Ji's eyes, it looked a little scary.

[I am being targeted?! The witch tribe?! ]

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath. If he followed the main force, that group of humans would be in trouble.

[Then stay!] Murong Ji frowned. He was the one who caused the disaster, so he should stay and take the responsibility, and try his best to get the human race out.

Pretending not to see it, the other party's strength was not low. Murong Ji had no way of being sure who it was, so he could only ignore it.

After dealing with things in the fields, Murong Ji walked towards the cave. He wanted to check on Fenghua's condition and make sure she didn't die on the road!
After walking a few steps, he heard wailing outside the camp. Murong Ji was shocked. Was he afraid that the Wu Clan had come to visit him? ! !
He rushed in that direction quickly, and just as he arrived at the gate of the base, he saw a giant white tiger leaping in directly from the wall of the base and flying over Murong Ji's head into the base.

This tiger is nearly ten meters tall, covered in flesh and full of murderous aura. That kind of pressure is accumulated from frequent slaughters!

The white tiger held half of a human body in its mouth, but had not yet eaten it completely. Blood dripped slowly onto the ground along the white hair around its mouth, and it was chewing the person in its mouth from time to time.

Because of the pain, he wailed weakly. This miserable sight terrified the human race.

Murong Ji's face was full of solemnity. This was not some kind of monster, it was clearly a great monster among the monsters! In front of the Wa Palace, a great monster came to help! He was greedy and transformed himself to have a good meal!
For a moment, Murong Ji's eyes turned red. For those big monsters, they no longer needed to rely on food to sustain their lives!
Thinking of this, Murong Ji gritted his teeth in hatred. How could he remain calm when humans were treated as food?

Staring at the white tiger, it wanted to slaughter the human race in the settlement! Murong Ji stepped forward, and the Tianwen Sword in his hand flew out fiercely, attacking the back of the white tiger.

"Ding!"

The blow made Murong Ji's heart skip a beat. The Tianwen Sword was like it was covered with gold and iron. With just one sword, he knew that this white tiger was not something he could deal with.

He took the Tianwen Sword back in his hand and took a glance at it. If he used it a few more times, the sword would be completely useless. He couldn't care less now. He stepped forward and swung the sword with all his strength.

The sword light was like a thin blade, the sword energy and the sword body merged into one, and with one sword, the tiger's fur was broken, revealing the organs and bones deep inside.

The strike was successful, and there was no chance for the white tiger to go crazy. The sword energy continued and extended, quickly hitting the white tiger's body, manipulating the sword energy to stir his internal organs.

As quickly as possible, it was seriously injured. The white tiger was too big, and every sword energy almost penetrated into its body.

"Ow!"

The severe pain in the body completely aroused the ferocity of the white tiger. Its pair of red tiger eyes looked slowly towards Murong Ji.

His face was full of ferocity and cruelty, and his eyes were condescending, as if he was close to the world, which highlighted the aura of a superior and was even more shocking.

Needless to say, this is the top leader of the demon race!!
Not transforming into a congenital Taoist body to kill people is giving face to Nuwa.

Murong Ji stood with his hands behind his back, turned the sword in his hand, looked up and met the eyes of the demon clan leader, without any fear.

If it were in the past, I, Murong Ji, would definitely run as far as I could. My life is more important, and the rest of the cause and effect can be dealt with later.

But now it’s different. Although Nuwa doesn’t care about the life and death of the human race, she is blatantly offended by killing people right under her nose. Isn’t this just like the Wu clan attacking her right in the face?

According to Murong Ji's estimation, the anger in Nuwa's heart had not yet subsided.

[This demon didn't dare to reveal its aura completely, so as not to attract the attention and anger of Nuwa.]

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and an idea came to his mind. He raised the sword high above his head, stepped forward, and stepped into the void step by step.

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Evil!"

As soon as the words fell, endless dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the spiritual energy and evil spirits around them surged continuously.

With just one sentence, Murong Ji spat out a mouthful of blood. It was really difficult for him to perform the magic sword and thunder control technique at the seventh level of Yuqing.

What surprised Murong Ji was that there was an abundance of spiritual energy and evil spirits in the ancient world, so it was not difficult to operate them. He did not expect it to be so simple.

(End of this chapter)