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Chapter 1132: Unknown and Chance

When I looked with my eyes, I found that they were actually tiny black lines.

The fruit of the Tao of the Demon Ancestor Rāhu!
Murong Ji's brows sank slightly, and with a wave of his hand, endless sword energy emanated from it. The Zhu Xian sword energy directly dissipated all the black mist.

The remaining sword energy sank into the depths of the black fog and disappeared.

The confrontation, from its beginning to its end, took an extremely short time, almost completing in an instant.

Murong Ji looked up again, and the black mist disappeared, leaving only the blue silk thread slowly lingering, protecting Hongjun's base.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, he had some understanding of the Demon Ancestor's cultivation level. He was still at the Saint level, which surprised Murong Ji.

Then I thought about it and it made sense.

There are nine honorable saints of the Heavenly Dao, saints that Murong Ji is familiar with, but even if you count them carefully, it is not enough.

It must be that someone has become a saint, but is not well known to many people in the world, or has never appeared in front of the world.

The demon ancestor Rāhu must be one of them.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, took a few steps forward again, and gradually approached behind Hongjun Daozu.

However, he did not move forward from behind him, but moved to his side, wanting to see what Hongjun Daozu looked like now.

Walking slowly to his left side, I saw a unique black line slowly spreading out from Hongjun's arms.

Murong Ji was a little confused for a moment. If there was no magical treasure at this location, it would most likely be the heart of Hongjun Daozu.

A word suddenly emerged in Murong Ji's mind: a demon in the heart of Tao!
Then, he thought of Daozu and Mozu. The connection between these two people is very deep.

When Fuxi was bragging to him, he once said that Hongjun was the first ray of pure air between heaven and earth, and Luohou was the first ray of turbid air between heaven and earth.

Chaos turned into Yin and Yang, and what was born from Yin and Yang were these two, who were born before heaven and earth.

Later, he witnessed with his own eyes the great god Pangu creating the world, and was born in the primitive world, becoming one of the first innate gods.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. If Hongjun wanted to go further, he would probably have to follow Luohou's path.

However, I don’t know what went wrong between the two of them that led to the current situation.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji took a few steps forward and came in front of Daozu.

The black mist in the chest surged, as if sensing some danger, and madly surged towards Murong Ji.

Murong Ji pointed his sword and endless sword energy rushed over.

In an instant, the two sides were in a stalemate, and neither of them gave in.

Murong Ji's face looked a little solemn. Only then did he realize that the lines of the great Dao of the Demon Ancestor Luohou were actually using the origin and foundation of the Taoist Ancestor.

The two are mutually supportive and difficult to separate.

Before, Murong Ji was still thinking about how to separate the two, but now it seems that he was just daydreaming.

Then, Murong Ji secretly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which turned into mostly white flames.

The flame burned violently, and slowly gathered into a white lotus, assisting the sword energy, slowly closing and gradually wrapping Hongjun in it.

Murong Ji put away his sword, took a half step back, activated the Pure Karma Sword Lotus, and began to dissipate the avenue around Taoist Ancestor Hongjun.

At this moment, he no longer cared whether it was Hongjun or Luohou.

In the stalemate between the two, Murong Ji was able to outlast him.

Slowly sealing Hongjun's body, the Pure Karma Sword Lotus slowly transformed into runes.

The runes that were tightly attached to Hongjun's body gradually moved towards his chest.

These runes were searching all parts of Daozu Hongjun's body, pushing the black pure yin avenue towards Daozu Luohou's heart little by little.

Then it transformed into a lotus in the chest, firmly suppressing this black pure yin avenue.

Murong Ji frowned and thought carefully, not knowing what kind of condition Hongjun was in now.

However, he couldn't do anything about Hongjun now, but he could deal with the innate divine beings behind him.

He secretly exhaled a breath and drew endless array patterns on the ground.

This formation takes the entire Zixiao Palace as its foundation, and thus takes root in the entire chaos, firmly restraining and binding that pure yin avenue.

Provide energy support for the Pure Karma Sword Lotus to burn the Demon Ancestor's body.

After drawing the formation pattern, Murong Ji walked out of the inner hall step by step. Before reaching the door, he looked back.

As if he sensed something, yet as if nothing had happened, Murong Ji couldn't help but frown.

Walking out of the inner hall, Murong Ji looked through the wall of Zixiao Palace through his Cang Eyes. Endless flames of dedication instantly burned around Hongjun.

A mass of black gas was constantly moving, and wherever it passed, large pieces of transparent substance dripped down.

It was as if something was trying to break through the body and escape.

Murong Ji frowned slightly, but did not say much, still watching in silence.

Not long after, Daozu suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were as dark as ink and his face looked kind.

However, the aura around him was extremely explosive and full of murderous intent.

Unconsciously, a kind of affinity diffused over the body, and it was this affinity that made people want to "sit cross-legged on the ground and practice in silence."

Murong Ji's heart trembled, and suddenly a sense of desire and guidance emerged.

I know in my heart that it is Hongjun in this state who is guiding the great powers of the ancient times to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the teachings.

If it was the Hongjun of the past, who summoned so many great powers from the ancient times, the Zixiao Palace would definitely be mainly for preaching.

But what the Demon Ancestor Luohou did, just look at the end of Haotian and Yaochi, and you will know. All the foundations were lost, and he almost lost his life and the fundamental way here in Zixiao Palace, and you will know what kind of character the Demon Ancestor Luohou is.

Exhaling secretly, Murong Ji took out a bow and arrow. On the arrow, there were various patterns and restrictions painted on it.

Murong Ji slowly opened the bow, aimed at Daozu's back, and was about to shoot.

Daozu Hongjun suddenly turned around, stared at Murong Ji fiercely, and shouted angrily: "How dare you!"

"call out!"

"puff!"

In an instant, the arrow landed directly on Daozu's heart, piercing deep into it, chilling him from front to back.

The moment the arrow penetrated the body, it began to extract a large amount of the foundation and essence of the Great Dao from Hongjun's body and started to operate automatically.

Various restrictions firmly sealed Rāhu on the chest around the arrow.

"Pfft!"

Daozu collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless.

Murong Ji stood silently outside the door of the inner hall and watched for a long time.

It is still unclear whether the matter has been resolved or not.

With his current level of cultivation, it is estimated that he will not be able to compete with these two old silver coins. It is already good enough that he can achieve this step now.

Until now, he still couldn't figure out whether he was helping Hongjun or destroying him.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji made a gesture with his fingers, guiding the transparent essence on the ground in the inner hall into the jade bottle.

Murong Ji was not quite sure what this thing was, but it must be a good thing.

He walked out of Zixiao Palace and stood in front of the palace gate with his hands behind his back, but he didn't know which great and powerful person in the ancient times broke Murong Ji's formation.

A group of people came over in a mighty procession.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang..."

"go back!"

Murong Ji didn't know who in the crowd greeted him. He was in no mood to greet these people at the moment, so he just scolded them.

"The Taoist master has some problems with his cultivation. I have not asked you to come here to preach or teach! Go back quickly!"

As soon as the words fell, before everyone could ask clearly, the entire surrounding environment changed instantly, and a feeling of extreme danger emerged from everyone's heart.

He couldn't help but feel panicked, but naturally he didn't doubt Murong Ji's words. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran towards the prehistoric world.

Whether you can escape or not depends entirely on your own ability.

Murong Ji looked up and found that his formation restriction failed to trap Luohou.

The gloomy and turbid air in the sky pressed down like a greedy butcher who was about to feast on a meal and could hardly move at the sight of the delicious food.

Murong Ji frowned, flew up, and with a wave of his hand, endless sword energy fell.

At the same time, countless pure sword lotuses burned the black and turbid air.

Watching these great powers of the ancient times retreating towards the ancient world.

Murong Ji himself landed in front of Zixiao Palace, firmly blocking the endless black and turbid aura.

For a moment, no one knew what to do. Without Hongjun to resist him, the Demon Ancestor Luohou would sooner or later return to the prehistoric world.

They, the direct descendants of Hongjun, will inevitably be liquidated.

At this moment, Murong Ji suddenly understood why Hongjun brought Zixiao Palace to the depths of chaos!

Coming back to his senses, this Demon Ancestor Rāhu might not be able to deal with the saints, but it would be very easy for him to deal with the forces under them.

Murong Ji frowned. Now, he had no way to deal with Luohou. He didn't know how this guy practiced.

He has indeed become a sage of the Heavenly Dao, and his realm of cultivation is no less than that of Hongjun.

Murong Ji even began to doubt whether Hongjun and Luo Hou were the same person.

This matter is too weird. The most difficult thing to understand is that Luohou’s return should not have returned to Hongjun.

When Hongjun fell into disaster, Luohou should be an innate sacred being in the ancient world.

Like Emperor Jun and Emperor Donghuang.

What is amazing is that he himself came to this ancient world. Even so, what realm was he in before his death?

After returning, what state will you still be in?

It is absolutely impossible for something like this to happen as Hongjun's Taoism grows.

However, nowadays, all kinds of incomprehensible things are happening.

The reason why the devil's way is called devil is that there are many things that Murong Ji does not understand, which breaks people's common sense and cognition.

Because the unknown makes people feel fear.

Murong Ji calmed down and became more interested. These things were also opportunities for him.

After cognition is broken down, it is rebuilt again, and this process is called growth.

Now, he has gradually reached that critical point. If he has no other ideas and ways to learn from, Murong Ji will sooner or later follow in Hongjun's footsteps.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, then slowly retreated, disappeared into the chaotic aura, and gradually disappeared.

(End of this chapter)