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Chapter 971 The time is just right

A muffled sound was heard; it was the sound of waves hitting the water, deep and heavy.

Murong Ji sank into the water, and at first glance, all he could see was the huge dragon's body, and he couldn't see his complete figure at all.

One section of the dragon's body was like a huge wall a hundred meters high. At this time, the dragon's body was coiled like a mountain range.

Murong Ji was stunned for a moment, he had never seen such a huge creature before.

In front of him, I was like an ant.

Without saying anything more, a piece of red silk appeared in his hand. This thing was the magic weapon of Master's Wife Su Ru in the world of Zhu Xian, the Amber Red Silk!

It has always been used as a bellyband for his daughter. It is a personal magic weapon. Murong Ji is extremely concerned about it and has modified the pattern on it again and again before he finally got such a magic weapon.

In an instant, the amber red silk surged, and in the blink of an eye the entire sea surface was dyed red.

"You want to deal with me with just a piece of red silk? Do you think I'm a loser like Di Jun and Dong Huang?!"

Murong Ji sneered and said, "You can doubt the abilities of Di Jun and Dong Huang, but you must never doubt their strength. This old dragon has been hiding in the sea for so long that he probably can't recognize himself anymore."

The amber red silk in his hand suddenly grew larger and gradually wrapped around the dragon's body.

Bingyi let Murong Ji entangle her and didn't think highly of Murong Ji at all.

Murong Ji could also understand his thoughts. According to what he thought, this person should have had a connection with Daozu in the past.

How could a being that competes with Daozu and Mozun look down upon Murong Ji? !

Junior! Not even a junior.

Murong Ji tied a bow around the amber silk in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then said, "Collect."

In an instant, the amber red silk suddenly gathered in Murong Ji's hand, like a flame engulfing.

In just a few breaths, it wrapped the entire huge dragon body and bound it tightly, making it motionless.

"A little trick, haha, look, I'm going to put it... uh... put it..."

The amber red silk grew a little bigger, then shrank back again.

The next moment, countless icicles pierced towards him, but unexpectedly, they were all blocked by the red satin.

The amber red silk was still tightening, constantly squeezing the flesh and bones of the huge dragon's body.

Soon, blood seeped out from the dragon's body, dyeing the amber silk even redder.

The dragon's blood flowed on the amber red silk and was faintly contracted by the patterns on it, turning into a force that tightly bound the huge dragon's body.

"rise!"

Murong Ji suddenly rose from the ground, dragging the amber red silk out of the water, and the huge red silk pulled up the dragon's body.

When it was lifted up into the air, everyone could see clearly what was under the water.

I was stunned for a moment. That was an underwater mountain range! The entire dragon body was coiled tightly together, and blood was constantly oozing out and dripping onto the sea surface.

Then it slowly gathered in the bloodthirsty bead on the general platform of Chentang Pass.

"Ouch!"

Bing Yi screamed miserably. He wanted to resist again, but he was powerless. The entire Amber Red Silk was constantly absorbing his vitality and magic power.

By the time he reacted, it was too late.

"hold head high!"

Waves of wailing resounded throughout the sky and the earth, and countless drops of blood fell.

The people and monsters below just stared blankly, forgetting about fighting and killing.

Such a huge dragon body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Screams were heard one after another, but the sound was getting weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, Murong Ji's eyes became fierce, and the Qiankun Green Light Ring on his palm directly drew a light curtain, and the black light curtain blocked the incoming attack.

Looking up, he saw a man wearing an imperial robe.

Murong Ji looked the man up and down. He was dressed in golden clothes. It was rumored that the dragon clan liked luxury and liked to collect gold and silver treasures. It was probably true.

"Are you the Dragon King?"

"That's right, I'm here to meet the Human King!" Then he clasped his hands together as a salute.

Murong Ji ignored it and looked down at Bing Yi, whose blood and vitality were blown out by the Amber Red Silk. He was already silent, but still had a breath.

"Human King, hand over Bingyi to me and we will withdraw our troops. How about that?"

Murong Ji didn't even look at him. The Amber Red Silk was still squeezing her continuously. The sound of bones breaking could be heard, making people's scalps numb with stimulation.

"Your Majesty, the Dragon King, you fight when you say to fight and retreat when you say to retreat. You really keep your word. I admire you."

The Dragon King looked at Murong Ji's half-smile and half-smile, and his face immediately turned ugly. "Humph! I am willing to withdraw my troops because I am giving you face! Our two tribes can rule the land and sea together, isn't that good?"

Murong Ji's face also turned gloomy, and he directly killed Bing Yi as if he had crushed an ant to death.

That was a quasi-saint! A demon saint of the dragon race!
"I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen anyone this stupid." Murong Ji murmured, "What do you think, Your Majesty the Dragon King?"

Murong Ji frowned, looking at the increasingly angry face of the Dragon King with a half-smile. He understood in his heart that the dragon clan had been arrogant for too long. How does the saying go?

Humility makes people progress, pride makes people fall behind.

This old dragon didn't even look at me. What's the point of governing the land and water together? Now that he has joined the war, if I don't peel off his dragon skin, wouldn't all those lives have died in vain!
"If you offend my dragon clan, you will suffer no good consequences..." "What a coincidence, Di Jun also said so at the beginning."

"Humph! What does a bastard know? He mobilized the power of the entire demon clan and still couldn't break into the dragon clan's ancestral land. Can you do it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know, I don't know either, but I want to try."

"Humph! Arrogant! Come and die!"

In an instant, countless sea water below rushed towards Murong Ji.

Murong Ji casually drew a line of hand, and the Qiankun Green Light Ring drew a light curtain, directly blocking the impact of the water column.

Now that he had some free time, Murong Ji clapped his hands and threw Bingyi's dragon body directly into Chentang Pass, asking the humans inside the pass to dismember it and bring it back to the humans to smelt it into medicine.

These dragon tendons and bones are good things. They are very effective in refining magical weapons.

Looking at the battlefield below, which had not yet come to his senses, Murong Ji frowned. He had no idea how shocking what he had done was.

"Watch what I do?"

In an instant, everyone reacted. The 365 star gods, under the command of Dayi and Chang'e, surrounded and killed the various dragon tribes.

Murong Ji watched the large army of demons retreat. This time, the one who was anxious was the demon master Kunpeng.

Turning around, he casually took over the endless waterway laws that the Dragon King was overwhelming him with, and using the light curtain set up by the Qiankun Qingguang Ring and the movement of the stars, he directly sent these waterway laws to the group of sea monsters below.

With one strike, a large number of demons were killed.

Murong Ji turned around and stabbed out with a sword, almost breaking the Dragon King's magical defense.

With a flip of his hand, the Tianwen Sword appeared in his hand, and with one slash of the sword, he almost split the Dragon King in half.

If the Dragon King had not been experienced in combat and had not retreated hastily, he would have died from this sword.

The Dragon King hurriedly retreated to a safe area and looked at Murong Ji in astonishment. His fighting power made the Dragon King terrified.

The wound healed slowly, but he had to bear the pain himself.

The Dragon King gasped a few times and looked at Murong Ji. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. This strength was far beyond what he could match.

I'm afraid only the ancestors in the clan can be his opponents.

"Ren Jiang, we will take the seabed demon tribe away, and we two tribes will stop fighting, okay?"

Murong Ji frowned. The dragon clan's foundation was much deeper than Murong Ji had imagined. If there was any clan in this world that could still threaten the human race, it would only be his dragon clan.

Murong Ji didn't say much. He picked up his sword and stepped forward. With a few consecutive strikes, he almost cut off most of the Dragon King's strength and background.

In desperation, the Dragon King transformed into his original form and used his huge body to withstand several sword attacks from Murong Ji without dying.

Murong Ji looked at the Tianwen Sword in his hand in astonishment, somewhat surprised that size equals combat power.

After the dragons transformed into their original forms, they instantly became thick-skinned and tough, and became the size of normal bodies. Murong Ji killed them one by one with one sword.

Now, when a sword is used to chop down a huge figure like a mountain, it is just like scratching an itch. Practicing life skills to the extreme is indeed a way.

"Do you want to see me die here?!" the Dragon King roared angrily.

The next moment, a chilling murderous intent came from behind Murong Ji.

Murong Ji turned his head slightly and casually let go of the Tianwen Sword. In an instant, the Tianwen Sword seemed to come alive and turned into a stream of light and disappeared in front of everyone.

When it appeared again, it fell from the sky.

"cracking!"

A cry was heard, followed by the sound of breaking through the air at an extremely fast speed.

Murong Ji frowned and glanced behind him, ignoring the demon master Kunpeng. Endless sword energy rushed towards the Dragon King in front.

At the same time, the Tianwen Sword fell from the sky and pierced directly into the back of the demon master Kunpeng.

The timing was just right. The majestic sword intent of the Tianwen Sword continued to wear away Kunpeng's will, absorb his magic power, and press Kunpeng towards the water.

In a short moment, the endless sword intent destroyed most of the strength of the demon master Kunpeng.

Kunpeng dropped his hands helplessly. The sword stuck in his body made him helpless.

[Ren Jiang's strength has increased again. Now I'm afraid only a saint can control him? ! !] Kunpeng smiled bitterly and was not worried about his life.

He let the Tianwen Sword carry him flying backwards, and the Tianwen Sword almost turned into a stream of light, flying towards Chentang Pass.

Shengsheng nailed Kunpeng to the city wall of Chentang Pass.

"puff!"

The tremendous force caused Kunpeng to spit out a mouthful of blood and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. The feeling of death kept coming to him, making Kunpeng more terrified.

Murong Ji glanced back. This demon master Kunpeng had a lot of merit and luck, so it was not easy to kill him.

Even so, Murong Ji used most of his true energy to empower the Tianwen Sword, but was unable to kill him completely.

Murong Ji turned around and looked at the Dragon King again. Just as he was about to kill him, suddenly, a column of water rushed out from the sea below.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he slapped down with his palm. The golden palm print of the Palm of Great Compassion directly pressed on the water column.

(End of this chapter)