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Chapter 1041: The Great Tribulation of the Human and Dragon? ?
Late one night, there was a heavy storm. Murong Ji looked up at the sky in the rain. His pale eyes could see the dark clouds clearly.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt that a dragon should be born today.

The ghost-eye flies were released, covering almost the entire West Sea. Images from various places kept coming through the lenses in front of Murong Ji's eyes.

I waited quietly all night, but didn't see even a piece of dragon scale.

Murong Ji's face was gloomy. He thought he was being fooled or that they had discovered him.

After thinking about it carefully, I still feel that I should stay here for a while and keep my composure.

In the following months, there were heavy thunderstorms almost every day, and the strong winds and heavy rains continued.

But these storms have never reached Xiniu Hezhou. Combining various previous information, Murong Ji felt that the two saints in the West must have joined forces with Zulong.

He couldn't help but sneer. He hadn't even made a move on them yet, but they had already made the first move.

Good, it’s really good.

Suddenly, a cold breeze blew and instantly woke Murong Ji up.

When I looked up again, I felt that something seemed to jump out of the sea not far away.

In a hurry, he opened his eyes and saw a giant dragon hidden in the clouds, tumbling constantly, but moving towards the east.

Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat and he quickly opened his eyes and looked in the direction where it had just appeared.

Only then did they discover that the terrain of the seabed was strange. It was actually a canyon, and inside the canyon was a formation hidden.

Above the formation, there were six pure bamboos suppressing it.

[The saints’ precious instruments of enlightenment concealed the secrets of heaven. No wonder we can’t find any trace of them! ]

"Hey hey! Where are you going to run this time?!"

Murong Ji suddenly turned around and instantly transformed into a black dragon. His entire body was pitch black, and he exuded a biting cold air.

This method of creating cold air was the absolute zero that he learned from Tushan Yaya in the fox demon world.

In this world, there is generally no problem in fooling these dragons.

I was afraid that if I went straight ahead like that, I would be discovered by the dragons standing guard in the dark, which would allow them to escape.

He entered the deep seabed and came to the six pure bamboos. He directly took them away with the Fulong Ding, quickly broke into the formation, and rushed into the deep valley.

Following the breath of the Ancestral Dragon, they rushed forward. Some dragons died under the Zhuxian Sword before they could even react.

Murong Ji was ruthless and showed no mercy.

Only when they rushed to the front of the Ancestral Dragon did the dragons react.

"Enemy attack! Form the formation! Form the formation quickly!"

"The Immortal Execution Sword! It's the Immortal Execution Sword!!"

"The human Jiang is coming! The human race is chasing us!"

……

The situation was in chaos for a moment and Murong Ji couldn't care less about those things.

At this time, Murong Ji came in front of Zulong. The man and the dragon looked at each other silently. They both knew what the other wanted, so they did not rush to take action.

"Can't talk?"

The voice of the Ancestral Dragon rumbled, especially in the deep valley under the West Sea.

Murong Ji looked at the huge body of Zulong surging, his eyes fell on the half-broken body, and slowly shook his head.

"If the human race falls into the dragon race's situation, will you negotiate with the human race?"

Zulong sighed. If it were him... he would completely exterminate the human race and would never let his position as the master of heaven and earth be affected again.

"I don't understand. For people like me who cultivate our bloodline and are innately sacred, it is natural for us to value our tribe. It is also understandable that people like Dijun Donghuang who cultivate the fate of the emperor should value their tribe."

"You, Jiang Zuo, have mastered the Way of the Later Heaven Sword and are on the verge of becoming a saint. Why do you still want to..."

Murong Ji stopped talking and slashed at the huge dragon body of Zulong with his sword.

The situation was too urgent, and there was no time to prepare the entire Zhu Xian Sword. Now, Zulong was seriously injured and had not recovered yet, so I guess his combat power was not very high.

It is indeed not easy for the huge dragon body to move here, especially in the canyon.

Murong Ji slashed down with his sword, and the powerful sword energy directly split the Ancestral Dragon into three parts. In this canyon, it even slashed down into an endless abyss.

A large amount of sea water gushed out, and Murong Ji could not care less.

"Ren Jiang! You are going to kill them all!!"

Murong Ji would never talk nonsense like this to Zulong. If he really wanted peace, there wouldn't be so many dragons coming to the land to divert water and drown the human race.

It will not control the human population or slow down the development of the human race.

The first sword was successful, and the second sword came right after, throwing a huge ball with a diameter of several meters into the body of the Zulong.

This is the source of the Ancestral Dragon's magical power and the object of the Great Dao, the Ancestral Dragon Pearl.

There was no time to think about anything else. He casually used a sword to cut off the connection between the Ancestral Dragon Ball and the Ancestral Dragon. He put the Dragon Ball into the Qiankun Qingguang Ring. The Ancestral Dragon lost the initiative and was now restricted everywhere. He failed to gain an advantage in several rounds. Now that he had lost the Dragon Ball, he had no chance to resist.

Murong Ji killed him with his sword. Within just a few dozen breaths, the entire seabed was dyed red with the blood of the Ancestral Dragon.

All the dragons couldn't see the situation inside clearly and didn't dare to move forward rashly. They waited until the battle inside stopped before someone tentatively walked forward.

Looking through the endless blood and the dragon corpse lying at the bottom of the deep ditch, they were all stunned, and some of them even paralyzed their legs with fright.

Murong Ji's vicious reputation has continued to emerge in their bloodline inheritance for hundreds of years. It is the fear recorded in the dragon clan's inheritance information.

How many dragons were killed? Countless!

That Immortal Execution Sword is even sharper than that of the Shangqing Saint, and its blood killing power is unparalleled!!!
He couldn't help but tremble in his heart and hurriedly ran out to report the news.

Murong Ji watched them leave indifferently, and casually detained Zulong's soul with the Soul Binding Technique.

[General! The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I accept it. Leave a way for my dragon clan to survive, even if it means letting them be your dogs.]

Murong Ji glanced at his palm indifferently, and said in his heart, "No need, the dragon race is too arrogant, I can't afford it."

Zulong sighed softly: [The pride of the dragon race has long been shattered by you, and they can no longer hold their heads up. ]

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[Leave them alive, I will give them orders, I owe you a favor, you will thank me when I return! ]

Murong Ji was silent for a long time, but he was constantly thinking in his mind, and his pair of dark eyes kept looking at the huge dragon corpse.

This time, Zulong's Taoism was completely cut off, and it was almost impossible for him to become a saint.

"Misfortune is the foundation of good fortune, and good fortune is the root of misfortune." Murong Ji murmured.

He killed Zulong, but it also opened up his path, giving him the opportunity to be reborn and walk other paths. With his current experience and skills, he can walk the right path without any mistakes.

Murong Ji thought carefully, but couldn't figure out what benefits would come to him if Zulong died and was reborn.

However, you can prepare a plan in advance. When you have nothing to do, you can just play the string instrument. In the future, you may not be able to tell the truth, but that may be your life-saving straw.

"Okay, let's make a great oath between you and me!!"

Zulong did not delay and directly issued orders to the entire dragon clan with the only remaining strength of his soul.

[All the dragons of the four seas, listen up. I am the ancestor dragon. I have no regrets for today's defeat. After I die, you should take Ren Jiang as your leader. Those who disobey my orders will be the enemy of my dragon clan. Wait for me to return...]

A kind of power inherited through blood, transmitted to the blood of dragons in all parts of the four seas. This method opened Murong Ji's eyes.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said: "The Great Dao is above, and I, Jiang Li, swear to fight Zulong without regrets or worries."

"Today we make a promise to allow the four seas dragon race to be reborn. We ask the ancestor dragon to reincarnate as a human and create prosperity for the human race. If I break the promise, heaven and earth will not tolerate it, and the Great Dao will annihilate me."

As Murong Ji finished speaking, Zulong made a solemn oath with the last bit of his spirit's strength.

After the oath was fulfilled, Zulong's entire soul dissipated, leaving only the last bit of true spirit.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. These powerful beings from the ancient times had unparalleled backup plans. He had no doubt that the old dragon would not be able to come back.

The matter of the dragon clan was settled, and he also had something on his mind.

What follows is to promote the progress of the human race's "family dynasty" and stabilize the situation.

Tribes have their own advantages in development, but they are limited by various reasons and the context of the times.

People's hearts will also change with time and the current situation.

If tribes gather together, they will form a small state. Instead of this, it is better to gather a large amount of manpower and material resources into the country.

Building a city-state will be more beneficial to promoting the progress and development of the entire nation.

After coming to his senses, Murong Ji sent a message directly to Fuxi, explaining the current situation.

Then, he used the Blood-sucking Pearl to absorb all the blood that spilled out of the Ancestral Dragon, collected the dragon's corpse, and flew towards Qingyun Mountain.

After returning to Qingyun Mountain, he took out the complete corpse of Zulong, melted the essence of his flesh and blood into a pill, and put it away carefully.

He started to study the Ancestral Dragon Pearl again. This thing was a bit strange. It looked like a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and also had some appearance of an acquired top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Without saying anything more, he directly engraved the Taoist pattern on it and put it away.

Looking at the bloodthirsty bead that absorbed all the blood of the Ancestral Dragon, Murong Ji raised his eyebrows.

"The human race has no shortage of resources nowadays, so let's keep this thing for now."

Just put it on the shelf.

Three years later, Haotian issued an edict to the four seas, abolishing the dragon-killing order and re-enthrone the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas to govern the aquatic creatures.

Soon, Dayu set up four Dinghai magic needles to stabilize the four seas and connect the formations. He also used the Dinghai magic needles to measure the waves of the four seas and regulate the waters of the four seas.

The matter has come to a temporary end, the flood disaster in the entire vast land has gradually receded, and the era of peace has arrived again.

All the great powers of the ancient times watched helplessly as the endless calamity energy in the sky gathered towards Qingyun Mountain and then disappeared into thin air, yet they were still frightened.

The longer the great powers of the ancient times lived, the more astonished they were. From the Longhan catastrophe to the Lich catastrophe, they still remembered clearly how tragic each event was.

Now, there should have been a great catastrophe between humans and dragons, but it was settled so quickly, which made them terrified.

(End of this chapter)