Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1000: Many turtles in the prehistoric times
Zulong left with the elite of the dragon clan, and most of the remaining Taiyi Golden Immortals suffered.

The rest of the people chased and killed them from the North Sea to the West Sea, dyeing the entire West Sea red.

Half of the Dragon Clan soldiers were killed again. At this moment, he couldn't care less. If they were people from the same clan, Murong Ji would ask them to surrender and then recruit and reorganize them.

By now, those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

I wish I could kill all these dragons. It's a war of genocide where it's either you die or I die. How can there be so much logic in it?

Murong Ji slowly fell into Guixu and took a look at the entire Guixu environment. He found that this was a strange space, just like the underworld, independent of the prehistoric world, but it was not as big as the underworld.

Murong Ji broke the restriction here, and a large amount of seawater poured in, destroying the environment here. "What a pity..."

Walking in Guixu, Murong Ji still felt a little uneasy, fearing that the dragon clan might have some backup plan.

He simply asked these humans to quickly pack up the supplies inside and leave.

Coming back to his senses, he looked at the entire Guixu again. For some reason, the danger warning became more and more severe. He felt uneasy, so Murong Ji directly activated the defense of the Qiankun Qingguang Ring.

Adjust yourself to a good state and be on guard secretly.

Suddenly, Murong Ji's feet felt empty and he subconsciously flew up on his sword. Before he could react, he was swept downwards by the sea.

After stabilizing his body, he saw the fetal membrane of the entire prehistoric world at a glance.

A large amount of sea water gushed out and was assimilated by the chaotic aura. The sea water was lost and almost formed a whirlpool.

The North Sea sank, and the surging sea water gushed out.

Murong Ji was shocked for a moment, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Eye of the North Sea!

The Eye of the North Sea was created by himself? ! ! This is ridiculous? ! !

Guixu is the Eye of the North Sea! This is where Zulong has been guarding since the Dragon and Han catastrophe.

Because of this, the dragon clan gained a lot of merit, hoping to use it to wash away the karma of disaster on the dragon clan.

Today, this place has been completely destroyed by Murong Ji, and Zulong is completely freed.

Murong Ji's face was extremely ugly, "This old guy is really a piece of shit!"

The human race won the war, and the dragon race was able to escape from the Eye of the North Sea, wash away the karma of the Longhan Catastrophe, and successfully transfer this karma to the human race.

Now this sin fell on Murong Ji, and he felt like cursing.

"These old silver coins from the prehistoric times are so damn difficult to deal with."

What else can I do?
Murong Ji directly raised the Qiankun Ding to suppress the opening first. He couldn't let the sea water be assimilated by the chaos. Otherwise, as time passed, the calamity energy of the human race would become more and more intense.

After blocking the Eye of the North Sea, his gaze fell on the fetal membrane of the prehistoric world, and he felt a headache for a moment.

The fetal membrane in the ancient world cannot be repaired by anything.

Murong Ji rubbed his forehead. What should he do? If he, Murong Ji, had not had some tricks, Zulong's move would have harmed the human race and caused them to lose their position as the protagonist of heaven and earth.

What to do then?
Is there any powerful human being who would sacrifice himself and block himself at the Eye of the North Sea?
Apart from this method, there is almost no other way.

Unable to figure out what to do, he went straight into the primitive world, returned again, and walked into this underwater abyss.

Seeing this loophole, even with the Qiankun Ding stationed here, it can only temporarily prevent the leakage of seawater. After a long time, it will still leak.

Not long after, a large amount of calamity energy began to grow on Murong Ji's body. He sucked it in casually and took it into his mouth.

Then, the Zhu Xian Sword flashed in the air, and all the calamity, resentment and evil energy that befell the human race were absorbed into the sword.

Murong Ji sighed secretly, staring at the Eye of the North Sea in silence.

After thinking it over carefully, I decided that it would be more appropriate to set up a formation here. Whether it works or not, I have to give it a try.

If the formation is successful, it will draw in the vast chaotic aura from the outside world, causing it to surge into the prehistoric world and block this gap.

It would be a good idea to transform this gap into a place for the accumulation of spiritual energy and evil spirits to fill the foundation of the ancient world.

Murong Ji had an idea in his mind, but he didn't have the materials to set up the formation.

At this time, Suiren and Fuxi walked in. When they saw the gap, they understood the general idea in their minds, but they did not say much. What else could they do after things had already happened?

Just find a way to solve it.

The two glanced at each other, and Fuxi said calmly: "What are you going to do? Send human experts to guard here?! Find someone to fill in the Eye of the North Sea?"

"Or we can catch a dragon and seal it here." Suiren said immediately.

He glanced at Murong Ji and Fuxi, and seeing that they had no objection, he continued, "Capture a direct descendant of the dragon race in the East China Sea."

"Dragon Princess Ao Ying, in the previous confrontation with the Demon Court, used her Golden Immortal strength to defeat Shang Yang without losing the upper hand. Her ability to command troops and fight cannot be underestimated."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. Such a person would be a nuisance if released back, and there was a chance that she might escape if kept locked up. After killing her, sealing her body here would be a good idea.

Fuxi's mouth twitched, and he asked, "Do you have a grudge against her?" "Uh... no, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just want to summon Ao Ying to the Heavenly Palace." Fuxi looked at the Qiankun Cauldron in front of him and said slowly, "When Haotian Yaochi returns to his throne in the future, I'm afraid there will be another turmoil, I think..."

Then, Fuxi's eyes fell on Murong Ji, "I heard that Brother Jiang has a magic that can change people's basic cognition. I wonder..."

Murong Ji was stunned and looked at Fuxi deeply. He knew that the tricks he had played on Fuxi's soul had been broken by him.

With a helpless sigh, he asked, "How did you crack it?"

"I'm almost becoming a saint. I discovered it when I combined the three corpses." Fuxi's expression did not seem unusual. He just said this simply.

Murong Ji was stunned. The three corpses... Before Fuxi entered the calamity, he hid his three corpses. [Old Silver Coin!!]

There is no way to play with these people, they keep coming back...

Then, he thought of the existence that suppressed Zulong's innate water avenue when he was fighting with Zulong. Who was it?
Speaking of the great way of water alone, almost no one in the ancient times could defeat Zulong, not even Hongjun.

Who else has gone so far on the Great Water Road? Murong Ji couldn't figure it out.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't worry. Your method cannot be broken by anyone other than a saint. Even a saint would have to work hard to break it. If you are not a saint himself, it would be difficult to detect it."

Murong Ji nodded, and then said: "Okay, the dragon clan will go to heaven, and I will change their consciousness."

With just a few words, the three of them decided on the future plan of the world.

Murong Ji then said, "When I was fighting Zulong, someone suppressed Zulong's Great Dao of Water. I wonder if there are any innate saints in the prehistoric world who would compete with Zulong for the Dao?"

Fuxi's pupils shrank. If someone else Murong was very familiar with took action, he would definitely notice it, but the problem was... there was someone who was competing with Zulong for the Dao.

"There is such a person..." Fuxi raised his eyebrows, "Back then, when Nuwa and I first went out for training, we met an innate god, He Bo."

Murong Ji suddenly realized something and was a little surprised. This...

An image suddenly appeared in my mind: boy, did you drop this golden axe or this silver axe?

The Milky Way is also a river, this concept is amazing...

Murong Ji did not ask any more questions. The prehistoric world has great self-respect. There are not as many diving turtles as these old guys... Where can you go to seek justice?

"Then what should we do with this hole?" Suiren suddenly said.

"Build a formation? The chaotic aura on Qingyun Mountain is pretty good."

Murong Ji turned his head and looked at Fuxi, then shook his head and nodded.

"I do plan to set up a formation here, like Qingyun Mountain to smelt the chaotic aura and fill it with the primitive essence. However, I do need someone to guard it here."

"To prevent being plotted against..."

Fuxi and Suiren looked solemn and slowly exhaled: "If it really happens, it will be a blessing for the human race. It is a good thing. This person will come out of the Fire Cloud Cave and take turns every year."

"Okay." Murong Ji looked a little embarrassed, "But I don't have the materials."

Fuxi looked at Murong Ji in surprise. As one of the few great weapon refiners in the prehistoric world, how could he be without materials? This was strange.

Murong Ji used all his materials to build the foundation for Lu Xueqi and his three disciples. Where was the spare material?

Fuxi exhaled a breath of turbid air and said lightly: "Come out from the Heavenly Palace."

"it is good."

For seven months in a row, a large number of devouring sacs were filled with corpses, and the bloodthirsty pearl turned black. After Murong Ji guided the evil spirit out of it, another disciple took it to purify the waters of the four seas.

With his hands free, Murong Ji led his disciples to guide the dredging of the seabed veins and the flow of water veins.

It took seven years to calm the sea currents in all directions.

Fuxi and others then led everyone back to heaven to reward them according to their merits.

Murong Ji summoned the souls of the human monks who died in the war on Mount Tai and guided them into the path of the ghosts.

If one dies as a ghost and their soul consciousness completely dissipates, they will be allowed to reincarnate.

The Taishan Grand Sacrifice is a major event for the entire human race. This time, Shennong presided over the ceremony.

Only then did everyone come to their senses and look back at Shennong's achievements, only to discover that for ten years, he had supplied a large amount of resources and was able to manage the entire human tribe in an orderly manner in the rear.

Everyone had food to eat and shelter to live in, and no one starved to death. The population grew dramatically, and Shennong's abilities were truly impressive.

After the sacrifice, Murong Ji walked around the various city-states of the human race and checked the situation in the mountain villages.

Shennong was good at governance, which was something Murong Ji had not expected.

After ten years of war, Shennong obtained ten years of resources. Today, everyone in the human race is wealthy and has many descendants, which is extremely rare.

(End of this chapter)