Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 930 The battle between water and fire
Chang Xi's face showed a trace of tenderness, "You treat me like this, aren't you afraid that Hou Tu will have an opinion?"

Murong Ji shook his head, helped Chang Xi heal her injuries, then stood up and took her towards the room.

"I found a place for you. When Hongyun was in trouble, he gave me the cave."

"Right now, it's still empty. If you have nowhere to go, you might as well live there for a while. After the catastrophe is over, you can make plans."

Then, Murong Ji turned around and said, "I promise that Yuexing will still be yours to live in, but you have to leave a room for me."

Chang Xi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked down at the calamity energy on his body. Although it was not obvious, it was accumulating more and more.

Surrounded by a large amount of calamity energy, who can tell for sure when he will encounter calamity?
The best way is to stay by Murong Ji's side. He can dispel the calamity. Just based on this point, many innate saints are willing to make friends with him.

Chang Xi frowned slightly, remained silent for a while, and then said: "Are you afraid that your Hou Tu will know about us?!"

Murong Ji looked at her with a smile, he really didn't expect that she would care so much about Hou Tu.

They had only enjoyed themselves once or twice, and that was in a very exciting situation. Could love develop from just one or two times?

would not!
Love grows over time!

Apparently, they haven't been together long enough. Rather than saying how much Chang Xi cares about Hou Tu, it would be better to say that she cares about Murong Ji's origin.

What matters more is to continue on one's own path.

The path of Yuehua Yin Qi was almost blocked, with the Queen Mother of the West blocking the way in front and her sisters chasing after her from behind. Now, she had polluted her own origin.

Above Changxi's origin, there is a trace of Di Jun's origin. Don't even think about achieving the balance of yin and yang by relying on Di Jun's origin.

He could only think of other ways. This situation was almost a dead end for Changxi.

The only person who could help Changxi break the impasse was Dong Wanggong, but unfortunately... he was dead.

Murong Ji also knew in his heart that this was the reason why Chang Xi was willing to communicate with him in depth. Otherwise, was it really because he loved him? He didn't have that much courage.

He is not afraid of the true fire of the sun. In fact, he is even far superior to Donghuang Taiyi in the way of fire.

Chang Xi was gambling, gambling that Murong Ji's origin could help her overcome the difficulties. She needed Murong Ji's origin to achieve a balance between yin and yang and further her practice.

Collecting his thoughts, Murong Ji said calmly: "That's not the case. I didn't intend to hide it from Hou Tu. Before becoming a saint, we were all pawns."

"Besides, I won't suffer any loss. If Hou Tu doesn't want to live with me, then I won't live with her."

Chang Xi exhaled a breath of foul air and asked meaningfully: "You two are allies. Why do you have a rift before you defeat the demon tribe?"

Murong Ji sneered and was not deceived by Chang Xi: "I still trust Hou Tu. At least, she loves me. What about you?"

Murong Ji slapped her on the butt and hugged her fiercely, "Can you tell me now how to make a decision?"

Chang Xi shook his head lightly, pushed Murong Ji away, and said, "Let's stay here. Wherever you go, we will go together. We will wait until the catastrophe is over and see what happens. Then we will decide whether to leave or not."

"Okay." Murong Ji nodded. He could understand Chang Xi's thoughts. Next, he would think about how to continue his journey.

Thinking of Chang Xi's method of continuing his spiritual path, Murong Ji felt a little eager.

A beauty threw herself at him, and Murong Ji had not yet reached the level of being able to remain calm. However, if it involved his own path, that would be absolutely impossible.

But then again, it would be a wonderful thing to have such a beauty by your side without affecting yourself.

Who doesn’t have a little bit of thought?

After arranging for Chang Xi to stay, Murong Ji went to see Hou Tu again.

Hou Tu was still in seclusion, with the aura of Tao all around her. She was obviously at the stage of the three corpses becoming one. The Gathering Immortals Banner floated in front of Hou Tu without any movement.

Murong Ji secretly exhaled, set up a protective formation at the place where Hou Tu was in seclusion, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the Hou Tu tribe indifferently.

After returning to Yuqing Palace, I began to deal with the accumulated affairs. After being away for half a month, there were indeed a lot of things accumulated.

I looked at them one by one, and after several days, I was only able to finish half of them.

Suddenly, Murong Ji was startled and instantly became alert. With the help of the sunlight, he carefully looked at the contents on the bamboo slips.

Then, his brows furrowed again. This was a bamboo slip containing internal news of the Wu tribe.

However, it was recorded by humans and is not very detailed.

The human race and a large number of witches live within the scope of Huaxu State, and there are even some other cities where humans and witches live together.

Because they have to keep an eye on the demon tribe on Mount Zhou, there are only people from the Wu tribe in the Wu tribe's ancestral land, and they pay more attention to the purity of their bloodline.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, "Gonggong and Zhurong don't get along... and they fight from time to time..."

For a moment, Murong Ji couldn't tell whether Gonggong and Zhurong were fighting or just really angry... The Wu clan loves war, and they feel uncomfortable if they don't fight for a day...

But it reminded Murong Ji of the collapse of Mount Zhou, when Gonggong angrily hit Mount Buzhou.

He raised his head and looked at Zhou Shan. This time, with his presence, he didn't know if he could change Zhou Shan's original fate.

If all the power of heaven and earth in Zhoushan is mobilized, it would be like Hou Tu's current level, which is close to a saint, but not yet a saint.

There really was an ancestor witch who tried his best to crash into Zhou Mountain and actually managed to collapse it. "I still have to go to the witch clan's ancestral land to take a look before I can feel at ease!"

Murong Ji stood up, put the bamboo slips aside, and quickly walked out of the hall.

He flew the sword to the Wu Clan's ancestral land and slowly landed on the ground. Then, he quietly watched the situations of the various tribes in the Wu Clan.

The Zhurong tribe was relatively peaceful and there were no major problems. However, a large amount of calamity energy lingered around every witch in the tribe, and the calamity energy and fire evil made them appear somewhat ferocious.

As soon as I left the Zhurong tribe, a witch rushed into the tribe and shouted loudly: "They are here to cause trouble again! Those who are in the tribe, come here quickly!"

"Hoohoo!"

A witch rushed out of every house, holding various weapons in their hands, and gathered outside the tribe.

The movements were extremely skillful and the preparations were very sufficient, which made Murong Ji's heart beat fast.

There is no way not to jump. You don't have to think about it to know which tribe they are going to fight with.

Murong Ji followed the witches of the Zhurong tribe to an open space on a hill outside the tribe, and saw two figures fighting with each other.

Don't give in to anyone.

On the other side of the hill, a large number of witches also gathered. Judging from their attire, it was just as Murong Ji had thought, they were the Gonggong tribe.

Murong Ji frowned and walked around the two fighting witches.

If it was just an everyday duel, or a joke, it would be nothing, but looking at the two people fighting in the arena, it really looked like they were ready to fight to the death.

Murong Ji's eyebrows jumped, but he did not intervene. He was just thinking about whether there was hostility between the two Wu tribes.

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise, and Murong Ji turned around again and saw that the witch from Gonggong tribe was beaten to death by the man from Zhurong tribe.

【not good! 】

At this time, a man from Gonggong's tribe walked out and stepped forward to check.

After confirming that the man was dead, he suddenly became emotional and started shouting and cursing.

The Zhurong tribe retorted, and a fight broke out after a few words. Within a few breaths, it turned into a melee, a conflict between the two ethnic groups.

The ruthlessness and cruelty of the attack were methods that had never been used before when dealing with the demon clan.

Murong Ji felt very uncomfortable. Looking at these witches fighting to the death, what he was thinking about was how to kill more of them.

In the future, when the witch clan fights against the human race, there will be fewer casualties.

But Murong Ji didn't want them to suffer too many casualties, otherwise he would not be able to explain to Hou Tu.

Murong Ji could tell whether Hou Tu was scheming against him or she was sincere about her feelings for him. It was not easy to find a woman he liked.

Finding a woman who likes you is even more difficult.

"stop!"

With an angry shout, a powerful pressure swept across the entire mountain. In an instant, all the witches stopped their movements, as if they were stuck in a quagmire and unable to escape.

Turning around, it was Murong Ji. Every witch in the witch clan shrank their necks like quails, and automatically divided into two camps with their heads down, standing quietly on the left and right of Murong Ji.

Murong Ji frowned, took a few steps forward, came to the middle of the witch tribe, and shouted coldly: "Get out! If anyone stirs up trouble again, I will kill him! I will take you to Pangu Temple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the witches fell silent. After hearing Murong Ji's words, many of them looked a little ugly.

But he didn't say much and walked back to his tribe in silence.

Just when Murong Ji thought that the matter could be stopped there, suddenly, a terrifying pressure swept down from the sky.

Murong Ji's face changed instantly. Just based on this strength, he had already reached the peak of Quasi-Saint!

Compared to Chang Xi, it is not inferior at all.

Looking up, two colors appeared in the sky, one was a fiery red sky with flames.

The divine fire of heaven!

The other is a sky full of blue water vapor.

Murong Ji couldn't tell what the specific magic was, but the avenue of water was pervasive and penetrating, which was something that few innate gods in this world could achieve.

At least, Murong Ji had never seen anyone who could compare with this man in controlling water.

The laws of water and fire constantly collide in the void, annihilating and evaporating each other, the great ways collide, and the space is wantonly shattered.

Murong Ji's face was full of solemnity. Needless to say, these were Zhu Rong and Gong Gong. He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked again. Two figures appeared in the sky.

The God of Fire, Zhurong, is dressed in red, looking like scales at first glance, and he is standing on a fiery dragon. The dragon is not a living creature, but it has some of the consciousness of a living creature.

(End of this chapter)