Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 1130: Alive or Dead?

Murong Ji frowned, looking at the streams of light everywhere in the prehistoric world flying towards the sky beyond the heaven, and his heart became more and more depressed.

Suddenly, a woman hugged Murong Ji's waist from behind.

"What's wrong? What's bothering you so much?"

Murong Ji looked back slightly, and then she realized that the woman hugging her from behind was Yun Xiao. They hadn't been affectionate for a long time.

"came back."

"Ah."

The two didn't say much. Murong Ji flipped his hand, held Yunxiao in his arms, and stood in front of the Yuqing Palace, looking at the sun in the sky.

Looking at that ancient world, there were streams of light flying towards the sky.

Murong Jiqing smelled the scent on Yunxiao's body and felt a little relaxed for a moment. He wondered what the situation of those people was and what the outcome was.

What does it have to do with him?
He lifted Yunxiao's hips, grasped her waist, and half-lifted and half-hugged her in his arms.

Yunxiao was surprised for a moment and looked up at Murong Ji. The burning fire in his eyes seemed to be able to burn her.

After coming to her senses, she hurriedly buried her head in Murong Ji's arms, her cheeks burning with pain.

Murong Ji chuckled, picked up Yunxiao, turned around and walked into the Yuqing Palace.

He pressed Yunxiao onto the bed and was about to lean over, but Yunxiao held his chest.

"and many more!"

Murong Ji was a little stunned for a moment and looked at Yunxiao in confusion.

Then I saw Yunxiao take out a jade bottle from the box beside the bed.

This jade bottle is pure white, with a big belly and a goose neck, but it is used to hold liquid medicine.

Murong Ji was full of doubts. He watched Yunxiao carefully open the bottle and shake it gently.

A faint pink mist wafted out from the mouth of the bottle.

Then, he poured out some pink liquid and held it in his mouth. Yunxiao swallowed half of it himself, then leaned over slightly and kissed Murong Ji.

The other half was directly passed into Murong Ji's mouth.

Murong Ji was puzzled. He put the liquid in his mouth. It tasted slightly sweet and spicy. After careful analysis, he knew what it was.

I don’t know how Yunxiao managed to turn all his lustful emotions into liquid. This thing is like an aphrodisiac.

It is extremely effective in suppressing divinity.

Murong Ji's eyes lit up and he swallowed the thing. In an instant, his whole body felt like it was on fire.

The desire surged over him, making Murong Ji a little overwhelmed.

Relying on her willpower, she became a little more sober. When she looked at Yunxiao again, her eyes were filled with peach blossoms. Her whole body became delicate and graceful.

It seemed like a water snake, constantly entwining Murong Ji.

The two people's skin touched each other, and it seemed as if water and fire were compatible. The burning sensation on their bodies dissipated instantly.

Murong Ji was a little surprised. You can't drink too much of this stuff. It seems that he drank too much! !

However, he really liked this feeling, and he regained the feeling and temptation he had when he first tasted the beauty of a woman.

Yunxiao closed his eyes slightly, feeling Murong Ji's violent yet restrained aura, and his heart moved slightly.

She knew that Murong Ji's will was very strong, but it couldn't go on like this forever.

After waiting for a long time, Murong Ji did not move. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Murong Ji's eyes full of teasing.

For a moment, she couldn't help but feel angry. She was not an open-minded woman and could not ask for it as actively as Jin Ling.

It has always been a passive acceptance.

Now, isn't it embarrassing for her?
Murong Ji's palm slid slowly across Yunxiao's back. It was a little rough, which were the calluses caused by years of sword practice.

Yunxiao was a little surprised. For someone like Murong Ji, a swordsman at his level, he should have been able to remove the calluses on his hands long ago.

Why is it still kept until now?

Yunxiao suddenly heard the sound of Murong Ji swallowing his saliva. He opened his eyes slightly, looking a little proud.

She pursed her lips, and hooked her arms, as white as jade, around Murong Ji's neck.

"love me……"

The voice was gentle and as if silent, and it sounded softly in Murong Ji's ears, like a feather brushing gently against his ear.

Yunxiao indeed heard Murong Ji's breathing and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

She hugged Murong Ji's neck tightly, tried her best to squeeze herself into Murong Ji's arms, and rubbed him slowly.

It was like a cloud, tightly wrapping Murong Ji.

Suddenly, Murong Ji could no longer suppress his desire, and the surging desire broke through the obstacles.

Yunxiao was pressed down violently, and soon the entire Yuqing Palace was filled with a violent atmosphere.

A night passed and the sky turned white.

Murong Ji then lay down on the bed somewhat dejectedly and hugged Yun Xiao tightly. Only then did he realize that Yun Xiao had already fallen asleep.

Tiredness overwhelmed me and I slowly fell asleep.

A few days later, Murong Ji rubbed his old waist and walked out of the Yuqing Palace.

He touched his face gently, his eyelids were blue and his eyes were lifeless. Even if he had high cultivation level, he couldn't withstand such... cough cough.

Exhale slowly, as if the yang energy is returning.

At first glance, I found that there were more streams of light in the sky, and many Golden Immortals in the prehistoric world were heading towards the heaven beyond the sky.

"Is this the immeasurable calamity?" Murong Ji frowned slightly. Fortunately, he had earlier instructed his disciples and many cultivators of the human race not to act rashly.

But I didn’t see those star gods and immortals flying towards the sky.

Murong Ji lowered his head and thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at Yuqing Palace and swallowed his saliva.

[If it were in the past... forget it...]

Then, he gave a few instructions to his disciples and flew into the sky immediately.

Along the way, I met countless great monks from the ancient times.

All those who could cultivate to the level of Daluo Jinxian, regardless of their cultivation level, combat power, or identity, seemed to know the way to Zixiao Palace.

Murong Ji frowned. He was not familiar with the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace. If he knew anyone, he would like to go up and ask.

Was this also the scene when the Taoist Ancestor preached?

The Zixiao Palace is located high above the heavens, which can be considered as the depths of chaos.

It would be very difficult for an ordinary Golden Immortal to find the location without the guidance and assistance of Zixiao Palace. Even if he left the prehistoric world, he would die in the chaos.

Murong Ji frowned and flew forward following the sensation at an extremely fast speed.

I have left the chaos and escaped from the fetal membrane of heaven and earth. At a glance, I saw that all around me were the Golden Immortals from the ancient world.

Murong Ji felt that they were not going on a pilgrimage to listen to sermons, but more like going to die.

Die!

This feeling is very strange, and I can’t explain it clearly. In short, it’s a not very good feeling.

Murong Ji stopped and waited for a while, but didn't see anyone familiar, so he gave up and continued moving forward.

In this situation, it would be better to go to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible to find out the situation.

He sped up and quickly caught up with the people in front of him. Murong Ji's cultivation was very high and his speed was much faster than theirs.

Along the way, I discovered that there are quite a few Daluo Golden Immortals appearing in the entire chaos.

This is really a big Luoduo like a dog!
Going further ahead, I saw quite a few people with quasi-saint cultivation, as well as some familiar people, such as Zhen Yuanzi.

Murong Ji did not step forward to say hello, but went straight to Zixiao Palace, flew to the ground, then turned around and waved, setting up several restrictions to block the way.

Stop those quasi-saints who are left behind and make them arrive later.

Then, he turned his head and saw two people standing at the door.

Haotian and Yaochi.

Murong Ji's face darkened and looked a little serious. They came really early.

The two men had dazed expressions on their faces, wearing imperial robes, standing one on the left and one on the right in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Looking at the appearances of these two people, Murong Ji's heart skipped a beat!
【We were robbed! 】

It must have been a robbery!

The aura on them was similar to that of Hongjun Daozu. There was no vitality or Taoist charm around them, as if they were completely dead.

Murong Ji suddenly remembered that when the Vajra Bracelet carried his soul to this primitive world, it was in the endless sea of ​​boundaries.

I saw a huge corpse, which was indescribable.

According to the Vajra Bracelet, that thing indeed belonged to some powerful being, and that was the feeling that the ancient corpse gave him.

Completely free from the constraints of the Tao, and unable to die again.

Murong Ji's brows darkened, and with a flip of his hand, the Zhu Xian Sword appeared in his hand. He held the Zhu Xian Sword upside down, put it behind his back, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked back at the several quasi-saints who were following him. They were about to break through the restriction.

With a wave of his hand, he blocked them outside the Zixiao Palace Island.

Set up a formation to prevent them from coming in.

The situation is unclear now. He should wait outside until he finds out the situation.

Murong Ji then turned around, took a few steps forward, and walked into the Zixiao Palace.

"Meet Senior Brother Jiang!"

Murong Ji was startled and almost chopped with his sword.

Looking at Haotian who greeted him, Murong Ji frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?! Why are you back to Zixiao Palace instead of ruling in Heaven?!"

After waiting for a long time, Haotian didn't say anything.

For a moment, Murong Ji couldn't be sure whether Haotian was dead or alive.

Looking at Haotian's situation carefully, it is indeed a bit confusing. I didn't find Haotian's soul, nor did I find out his condition. There was no sign of life.

Murong Ji frowned and thought for a moment, then grabbed Haotian and was about to find out his condition.

Suddenly, the diamond bracelet on his hand became extremely hot, so hot that Murong Ji quickly retracted his hand.

Looking again, Haotian seemed to have more expressions.

"Brother, are you still angry about the past karma?"

Murong Ji's brows sank again. Something was wrong with Haotian, absolutely something was wrong!
He rushed forward violently and grabbed Haotian's shoulders, but Haotian did not resist at all.

Murong Ji's brows sank again and again, and then he probed his true energy into his body. The true energy entered Haotian's body, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no reaction at all.

Murong Ji's heart sank. There were no meridians or acupoints in Haotian's body. It was empty, as if it was a chaos.

In this situation, how can Haotian still be alive?! His body has been hollowed out by something! His essence is gone!
Murong Ji frowned, looked up at Yao Chi, and was about to check on her condition.

(End of this chapter)