Chapter 898: Just kill the ghosts and gods!

Until now, Murong Ji couldn't even recognize all the ten great demon saints. But it didn't matter, he would kill the most powerful demon!
At first glance, Hou Tu, with several great wizards, was fighting back and forth with Di Jun and other demon saints, and Murong Ji hardly needed to intervene too much.

His eyes fell on the demon soldiers who were conquering the human race.

The combat effectiveness of human cultivators is much weaker than that of demon soldiers. The average level of demons is at the level of Taiyi True Immortals, but the first-class cultivators of the human race are Taiyi True Immortals.

Taiyi Golden Immortal is considered to be a top-notch existence.

A fierce look flashed across Murong Ji's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, endless sword energy was released.

The sword energy was like rain, penetrating into the group of demon soldiers. Layer upon layer of sword energy penetrated their bodies, bringing out countless blood mists. The sword energy did not dissipate, and it passed through three layers of demon soldiers in a row before dissipating.

Endless blood rain fell on the city below, and at the same time, there were countless corpses of demons.

After achieving success with one strike, Murong Ji no longer held back, and whenever he was fighting with Donghuang Taiyi, Murong Ji would release countless sword energies.

With a wave of his sleeves, countless demon soldiers and generals fell to the ground dead.

After the war, these corpses will become the foundation of the human race.

Murong Ji naturally showed no mercy in his attack. He led Donghuang Taiyi and rushed towards the densely packed formation of demon soldiers.

"Ahh! Ant! You deserve to die!"

When Donghuang Taiyi came to his senses, he found that his own camp had been torn to pieces by him. The power of the Donghuang Bell was so great that even a quasi-saint could not easily withstand it, let alone these demon soldiers!
Murong Ji sneered, and every time he swung his sword, he split the innate light of the Donghuang Bell, attracting calamity energy to invade it.

The calamity energy was so overwhelming that it made Donghuang Taiyi dizzy and unable to react. He fought and retreated at the same time, looking back at Donghuang Taiyi's attacking moves and Tao rhyme.

Murong Ji used all his strength to fight and even used it on the elite soldiers of the demon clan. When there was a gap, endless sword energy was sprinkled.

The more the fight went on, the calmer Murong Ji became, while Donghuang Taiyi became more anxious.

The human race is weak, and if Murong Ji hadn't wanted to help share the pressure, the human cultivators really couldn't stand it. Murong Ji didn't even want to save face, how could he not leave a satisfactory result!

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! We are here to help!"

Murong Ji's eyes turned cold and he glanced in the direction of Di Jun. He was barely able to withstand the pressure from Hou Tu. Di Jun was probably aware that the demon soldiers had suffered heavy casualties!
[Here comes the one seeking death!] He flipped his palm, and a square seal appeared in his left hand.

Donghuang Taiyi's face was solemn. Heaven-shaking Seal! He had seen the power of this Heaven-shaking Seal before!
"Get out of here!"

A roar was a warning to the several demon saints who were besieging them.

Just as Donghuang Taiyi opened his mouth to speak, a golden light flashed, and the Golden Pegasus Seal was thrown out by Murong Ji as a hidden weapon, and it directly crashed into the crowd of people.

In an instant, countless goblins were smashed into meat paste and turned into bloody mist.

The Golden Light of the Flipping Heaven Seal flowed, and it was extremely flexible, carrying the power of heaven and earth of Fengdu, constantly swaying among the crowd. Wherever it passed, there was blood mist and corpses everywhere.

Donghuang Taiyi's face was full of anxiety. He gritted his teeth, pushed the Zhonghua Bell, and rushed towards Murong Ji.

"Well done!"

Murong Ji's pupils lit up, and he controlled the Fulong Ding and smashed it towards the Donghuang Bell.

"boom!"

The bells and tripods collided, and the powerful energy directly shattered the surrounding power of heaven and earth, and the two people in the center were all sent flying backwards.

The Donghuang Bell and the Fulong Ding were shaken to an unknown direction and disappeared into the sky.

The impact force of the two magic weapons' attacks was still spreading outwards. Several demon saints who were close to them were directly turned into ashes, and the quasi-saint who came to support them managed to save his life.

The energy of the impact spread outward in a circle, and wherever it passed, all living beings were turned into bloody mist, and half of the capital was reduced to ruins.

Hou Tu and Di Jun fought fiercely, then retreated hastily. They turned to look at Donghuang Taiyi and Murong Ji, and both of them had disappeared.

But he no longer had the heart to fight, and quickly rushed towards the place where the two men fell.

Without waiting to get closer.

At the center of the battle between Murong Ji and Donghuang Taiyi, several demon saints who had barely survived had just flown into the air when suddenly a sword energy came towards them.

"Watch your back!"

Di Jun was far away and gave a reminder, but it was too late.

"puff!"

The sword energy passed through the body, and wherever it passed through, time and space were completely distorted, as if someone had pinched the cloth of space and twisted it several times.

The space was blocked, and the distorted force directly crushed the body of the demon saint.

The wrinkles continued to spread, and large areas of heaven and earth returned to nothingness and turned into dust.

The Earthly Evil transforms into something without a base or form and uses a miraculous technique to return to the dust!
The sword energy did not stop, but rushed towards the place where Donghuang Taiyi fell.

In an instant, time and space were distorted where Donghuang Taiyi fell, endless dust flew, and a huge deep pit with a radius of one hundred meters was formed.

Countless mountains, rivers and streams turned into nothingness, scattered into dust and returned to heaven and earth.

This kind of magical skill has never been seen in this world. The Taoist magic is so exquisite that they are unable to understand it.

Can the acquired sword art reach this level? !
In the prehistoric times, the Dao is more important than the technique! They could understand the Dao that Murong Ji displayed, but they could not understand the technique that Murong Ji displayed!

There is a way but no technique! There is technique but no way!
How can we make them understand?
Suddenly, Murong Ji stood up from the ruins covered in blood, slowly exhaled a breath, and realized that Donghuang Taiyi was not dead yet.

He was not surprised. The Tianwen Sword in his hand suddenly appeared. He took a step forward and then slowly walked towards Donghuang Taiyi.

"The righteousness of heaven and earth! It will last forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods was activated. Murong Ji flew up, almost turning into a stream of light. The Tianwen Sword in his hand slowly accumulated power and gathered sword energy.

"I don't want to kill the immortals! But I want to kill the ghosts and gods!"

The Secret of Killing Ghosts and Gods!

In the world of Zhu Xian, it is one of the four great sword techniques of Qingyun Mountain. It mainly focuses on killing and emphasizes the word "courage". It is extremely powerful!
Back then, Wan Jianyi relied on this sword technique to kill his way through the Demon Cult's headquarters, and became the most famous person at the time.

After several generations, Murong Ji modified this sword technique again and again. It is so murderous that life or death can be decided in one or two swords, so it is not often used.

The art of beheading ghosts and gods at this time was also mixed with Murong Ji's sword practice!
With one strike of the sword, he arrived in front of Donghuang Taiyi in the blink of an eye. Looking at Donghuang Taiyi who was half lying in the deep pit, he used all his strength to cut him down with the sword.

"puff!"

The Tianwen Sword flashed like a stream of light, cutting through Donghuang Taiyi's defense in one stroke. Now that the Donghuang Bell was not in front of him, this was the end of his death!

"Bang! Dang!"

Two voices were heard, and they were distant, as if they were the voices of the eternal avenue, long as a deep valley.

The voice echoed in everyone's heart, but Murong Ji's movements suddenly stopped and he stood there in a daze.

This move of the Ghost and God Slaying Technique destroyed the foundation of Donghuang Taiyi's sainthood with one sword, and knocked him down from the quasi-upper peak realm to the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

A life of hard work, most of it is gone.

Murong Ji turned his head slightly, only to find that the Donghuang Bell had shattered the area behind him at some point, with half of his body almost turned into a bloody mist.

If it weren't for the three golden elixirs that kept his flesh and blood from disintegrating, he would have been killed by the Donghuang Bell.

There is also the Fulong Ding. At this time, the Fulong Ding is already full of devastation, with fine cracks all over it, as if it could fall apart at any time.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, his face turned pale, and the injuries on his back were slowly recovering.

Then, he raised the Tianwen Sword high again.

His eyes were unusually determined, "But kill the ghosts and gods!"

A sword fell, about to take Donghuang Taiyi's life, but the next moment, a demon saint pounced over and blocked Murong Ji's falling Tianwen sword.

With one sword strike, the body of the demon saint was cut in half. A large amount of blood splashed onto Murong Ji's body. It was a little warm, but when it fell on his face, it felt a little cold at first.

Murong Ji was startled and became somewhat sober, looking at Donghuang Taiyi in front of him with a dim gaze.

He swept away the remains of the Demon Saint with one sword, and wanted to raise the third sword, but he was a little weak. Just when he raised it halfway, Di Jun arrived!
"You evil beast! Don't be so arrogant!"

The River Map and the Luo Shu, accompanied by endless true fire from the sun, attacked fiercely. Unfortunately, the River Map and the Luo Shu were not attack-type magic weapons and had limited power.

At the same time, Murong Ji's body was held in Hou Tu's arms. With the help of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, she blocked Di Jun's attack and took Murong Ji away hundreds of miles away.

The endless true fire of the sun was completely restrained by the Xuanhuojian and turned into many silk threads that were completely absorbed.

Di Jun looked at this scene with a gloomy face and gasped heavily, but he could do nothing.

Turning to look at Donghuang Taiyi, he was in such a miserable state that he was only hanging on with one breath.

Most of their skills were lost, and this battle had shaken the foundation of the brothers.

"Human Jiang! You..."

Di Jun scolded angrily, but before he could finish his words, Hou Tu retorted: "Di Jun! You are also a famous figure in the prehistoric world, don't let others look down on you!"

Di Jun was holding his breath in his heart, but he couldn't let it out. He and his brothers had suffered losses at the hands of Murong Ji time and time again, as if the human leader Jiang was their nemesis.

Murong Ji barely caught his breath and swallowed a rhubarb pill to dissolve the medicinal power and heal his injuries.

A rhubarb pill is full of energy. It took a lot of effort to refine this pill.

Only then did he realize that the blow from the Donghuang Bell had actually spread all over his body, leaving various divine patterns in an attempt to prevent Murong Ji's injuries from healing.

It even continued to erode Murong Ji's vitality.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, "You want to take me with you even if you die! What a pity!"

Then his face turned cold, and without hesitation he slashed himself with the sword. Most of his foundation and origin were cut off along with the dense Dao patterns.

The origin appeared in Murong Ji's hand, and it was like a crystal clear blue gem.

This was the first time that Murong Ji saw his own origin so directly.

With a wave of his hand, the Pure Karma Sword Lotus continued to burn its own origin, refining the divine pattern of the Great Dao.

(End of this chapter)