Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 940: Killing the Ao
This is a good thing considering the current situation.

The consumption of supporting the heaven and earth was not small. In a short period of time, Murong Ji's true energy was almost exhausted.

[The reactions of these saints...are so slow? ! ! ]

Not far away, six saints stood in the void, quietly watching the changes in Murong Ji's body, silent.

After a few breaths, Nuwa said, "I've seen it clearly. The origin of the combination of yin and yang is truly extraordinary. Such a huge amount of calamity energy was swallowed by him in one gulp, blocking the subsequent calamity of the three tribes of witches, demons, and humans."

The other saints did not speak, as they all knew that this was addressed to the Saint Taiqing. Among all the saints, there were only two who could make Nuwa speak well, Hongjun and Laozi.

Because... I can't beat...

“It is rare. I thought that he and Taoist Gouhui had the same origin or similar fire evil origin. I was wrong…” Laozi Taiqing stroked his beard slightly.

"With his origin, he should not have a compatible Taoist partner. Guess what I discovered?" Nuwa's face was full of smiles, and her eyes were shining as she looked at Murong Ji, as if she was looking at a favorite toy.

"That golden spirit?"

Nuwa's expression froze, and she stopped smiling. "You old bastards! How shameless! You've been plotting against him for a long time! Are you really going to match them up?"

Five saints: "..."

Taoist Zhunti nodded and said, "This is a good idea. We used this to hold back Taoist friends Dijun and Xihe. They both have a deep affinity and strong origins, so why do they need to exchange origins for cultivation?"

"Everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme, Master Nuwa... Senior Sister, that's a good trick."

Nuwa snorted coldly and said no more. She looked at Murong Ji in front of her, wondering what she was thinking.

"Aren't you afraid that Taoist Hou Tu will settle the cause and effect with you after she achieves enlightenment? Her path... is on the same level as your eldest brother's." Patriarch Tongtian said lightly.

"That requires one to become a saint. If Daoist Hou Tu can take that step, he will naturally have to resolve some karma. If he is a saint with merit, what karma can he have?"

Jie Yin's words were cold, but they were true. "I'm afraid he will stay in the underworld and never come out again."

"Look! That's..."

"The water of the Netherworld Blood Sea, what is he bringing this thing to do?!"

For a moment, there was silence.

After a few breaths, Jie Yin Dao Ren said, "I didn't expect that this thing could be used to refine cultivation resources..."

On top of Zhou Mountain.

Murong Ji stepped on the broken mountain, exhaled slowly, took out countless pills and swallowed them into his mouth, turning them into his own true essence.

Most of the energy was concentrated in Murong Ji's three dantians, sealing his origin, making Murong Ji's origin more and more solid.

In a short period of time, all the pills in his stomach were digested, and Murong Ji felt helpless.

Murong Ji casually summoned the bloodthirsty bead, held it in his mouth, and quickly absorbed the evil spirit and blood from it to replenish his own consumption.

The smell was more than disgusting, but he had nothing left to replenish what he had consumed.

Why is the great god Pangu so powerful? The pressure from the opening and closing of heaven and earth has helped him to hone his origin and Taoism. He is not allowed to be weak.

Now, after a moment of stalemate, Murong Ji already felt exhausted.

He freed his hands, made a seal, and directly mobilized the Nine Netherworld Blood Sea. The smelly blood water surged in through the furnace of Fengqi Mountain.

Hang the Pure Karma Sword Lotus in front of you, and use the Mysterious Fire Mirror to melt the blood from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Murong swallowed it in one gulp. He couldn't care less at this moment. His life was more important.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Murong Ji.

Life is like a snake’s tail, Nuwa!
Murong Ji secretly exhaled a breath, but he didn't have the strength to speak, and could only watch Nuwa.

Nuwa looked at Murong Ji's expression, snorted coldly, and finally took out the map of mountains, rivers, and the country to stabilize the land in various places in the prehistoric world and stabilize the collapsing land.

It stopped the situation of primeval decay.

Just at this moment, a sword formation appeared out of nowhere at the gap in the sky, blocking the Tianhe Ruoshui.

Endless water from the Milky Way poured into the formation, was ground into water vapor by the endless sword energy in the sword formation, dissipated in the air, and turned into clouds.

Murong Ji breathed slowly, and with the help of others, he loosened his hands and feet. Then he made a seal, and the five elements formation flags turned into a yin-yang five elements formation, gathering the vast water vapor.

These water vapors dissipated in the air, causing great harm to the ancient world. The saying "The water is heavy and even a feather cannot cross it" is not just talk.

The five elements formation is in operation, water produces wood, wood produces fire, fire produces earth, and earth produces metal.

Under Murong Ji's feet, various mineral veins slowly emerged, which consolidated the foundation of Zhou Mountain.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Murong Ji, Yuanshi Tianzun.

Pangu Banner was waved, and endless chaotic energy was pressed down, suppressing the earth, water, wind and fire of the prehistoric world, and redirecting them back to their original position and order.

At this time, another old man appeared in front of Murong Ji and looked at him with some worry, "How long can you hold on?" Murong Ji had the bloodthirsty bead in his mouth and could not speak, so he could only nod.

Taiqing Laozi seemed to understand Murong Ji's meaning, so he no longer held back. The entire Tai Chi diagram slowly spread out and spread to the vast heaven and earth.

It turned into a purple gold bridge, suppressed the collapsing divine patterns of heaven and earth, and then redrawn them to restore their original appearance.

Murong Ji found the right opportunity and took a look. The entire divine pattern of heaven and earth came into view. He quietly made a note in his heart that this disaster was not in vain.

The two saints Zhunti and Jie Yin, who had just left not long ago, returned again. They each used their magical powers to adjust and clear the earth veins in various parts of Zhoushan Mountain, connecting them to the entire prehistoric land and stabilizing the situation.

With everyone's help, Murong Ji slowly exhaled. The pressure on his body was reduced again and again, and the sky was no longer so heavy.

In order to stabilize the situation of heaven and earth, the six saints gathered beside Murong Ji and began to discuss how to solve the problem of the collapse of the pillar of heaven.

It was unrealistic to expect Murong Ji to hold up the heavens for a long time. Who knew when Murong Ji would die of exhaustion, and what would he do then?

After much thought, they still couldn't come up with a good solution. They were all part of this world. If this world collapsed, they would definitely be affected greatly.

Murong Ji slowly took a breath and said slowly: "The ground of the Heavenly Palace seems to be something condensed and solidified by the breath of heaven and earth."

"You can try to go directly to the Heavenly Palace to take some mountains and smelt them to complete the sky."

The six saints looked at each other, and then Nuwa flew towards the heaven.

After Nuwa left, the remaining five people looked at the broken Zhou Mountain with solemn faces. Without anything to support the heaven and earth, the heaven and earth would close together sooner or later, and then everything would be over.

But if they were asked to support the heaven and earth with their saints, that would be absolutely impossible.

If so, they would rather settle in chaos.

Murong Ji glanced at them, his brows gloomy, and then he said, "Everyone, the great matter of the prehistoric world is urgent. Why don't you provide some materials and I will refine a few pillars to support the heaven and earth."

"If the pillars of heaven cannot support the heaven and earth, I will bear all the consequences. How about that?"

"That's fine!" Taiqing Laozi spoke first, directly blocking the rest of the people from refusing.

Then, Taiqing Laozi took out his treasured materials, which were things that had not yet been refined into spiritual treasures.

Overall, it's barely enough to be a pillar, but it's still a little short of that.

Yuanshi Tianzun was the richest. He took out all his collections and added them to the pile of materials from Taiqing Laozi. Together, the two of them built two pillars.

Murong Ji's gaze fell on the other people again. The Two Saints of the West were very poor and did not have many spiritual treasures, but because they had dredged the earth veins over the years, they had accumulated quite a few spiritual materials and minerals.

The remaining gaps were filled in. Overall, the two pillars of heaven were complete. No one could say for sure whether these materials would be enough.

There are four pillars in the sky, and some more.

Murong Ji's gaze fell on Master Tongtian again, and saw that his face was full of bitterness. He almost emptied himself out but didn't come up with many materials. Most of them were refined into spiritual treasures and given to his disciples.

"Everyone, please wait for me!"

Then, Tongtian Sect Master's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared again, he was already in the North Sea. His eyes swept across and fell on the black tortoise in the deep ditch of the North Sea.

The black turtle was huge, with its four legs planted in the deep trench of the North Sea, but its entire body was protruding above the sea surface.

The deep North Sea seemed like a footbath to him.

On that turtle's back, it was like land. The entire turtle's back was like a continent, and most of the people living on it were members of the spirit turtle clan.

"Fellow Taoist, this poor Taoist is polite."

The giant black turtle then raised its head and opened its eyes. The pupils in its eyes were tens of thousands times larger than those of Tongtian Sect Master.

"What kind of wind actually brought the Holy Saint Tongtian here?"

"Fellow Daoist, the entire prehistoric world is now in a catastrophe. Do you want to make a deal with me?"

Soon, Murong Ji saw the Holy Man Tongtian appear with four majestic pillars. Looking closely, they were the legs of the Spirit Turtle Clan.

For a moment, Murong Ji was speechless. The old turtle did not escape after all. He did not say anything more. In this way, he still owed the old turtle a favor.

Without further ado, Murong Ji directly collected all the materials, freed himself from his soul, and headed towards Zhou Shan's furnace.

The other five saints followed Murong Ji and entered the cave where Murong Ji refined weapons.

The five people each found a place to sit down and began to look around the formation in the cave. They were all saints and could see through the mystery at a glance.

However, the method of setting up the formation pattern by Murong Ji was completely different from theirs, and they had no idea about the pattern and its uses.

We can only speculate some of it.

Needless to say, in the entire prehistoric world, Murong Ji is the best at refining weapons. It is incredible that the Fulong Ding can match the Donghuang Bell.

Among the other saints, who has the confidence that the magic weapon they refine can match the Donghuang Bell?
(End of this chapter)