Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 973 Who is the enemy?

In a short period of time, they have already crossed a million miles. Demon Master Kunpeng is known for his speed, he is really amazing.

Even a saint couldn't catch up with him! Not to mention Murong Ji, if he really wanted to run, no one could do anything to him!
Unless... it is contained in the Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

The Demon Master's Palace is right in front of us.

Murong Ji took a few more steps forward, and a voice came from the palace: "Stop! Ren Jiang, don't go too far! Be careful of the disaster that will come one day..."

Murong Ji's eyebrows darkened, he took a breath, and shouted: "Kunpeng! Return Hongyun's life!"

"You...you kid, stop being unreasonable! Beat me if you want to, kill me if you want to, where do you get so many excuses?!"

Kunpeng scolded angrily.

Hongyun, that was the pain in his heart. When Hou Tu became a saint, he instantly realized that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was not a necessary condition for becoming a saint.

It’s just that Hongjun wanted to keep a few more top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

As for myself, I have wasted a lot of merit and luck, and now I am unable to become a meritorious saint.

Hong Yun has a deep fortune, and a large amount of calamity and karma have consumed his luck the most. Killing Hong Yun would be a bad move.

Murong Ji raised his lips slightly: "Don't we have to have a legitimate reason to fight? A righteous army will win every battle, right?"

"Humph! If your foundation had not been damaged during the Lich Calamity, why would you be so arrogant?!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes, how powerful is your demon master Kunpeng? He controlled my life treasure, the Heavenly Question Sword, and I couldn't get rid of it."

"Human Jiang! Are you humiliating me?"

"Yeah~ Hehe." Murong Ji laughed twice. "Come! Come! Come, come out and fight! Even if I die in the North Sea, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Don't be so arrogant!"

Kunpeng became more and more furious, and endless murderous intent was brewing outside the Demon Master Palace. There was no doubt about his determination to fight to the death.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, his eyes brightened, and he said lightly: "Kunpeng, once your chance to become a saint is gone, you can only flee in the prehistoric world, but where can you flee to?"

"Your luck won't allow you to die. I can't do anything to you. There's really no point in letting you die in my hands."

"It would be better to leave it to Hongyun. However, now I want to make a deal with you, senior."

“The River Map! The Luoshu!” Kunpeng’s tone became more and more fierce, “Ren Jiang! I would rather destroy these two spiritual treasures than give them to you!”

"Others think that you practiced swordsmanship in order to avoid Nuwa and Fuxi. I know, I know it very well!"

"You have the Dao of Formation! You also need this River Map and Luo Shu! With these two spiritual treasures, you can kill the Three Corpses perfectly!"

"Use your life-saving magic weapon to kill me again! You will be able to attain sainthood in no time! I tell you! It's impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

Murong Ji listened to Kunpeng's roar, somewhat helpless. Is his defense broken just now? Isn't it just the Saint Position?

He sighed helplessly. He had no use for the River Map and Luo Shu, but they were the source of human cultural development!

Nothing must happen!
The entire Demon Master Palace fell into a state of frenzy, to the point of being on the verge of self-destruction. Murong Ji frowned and thought carefully.

Then he said: "It is not impossible for you to become a saint. There is still a glimmer of hope..."

As Murong Ji finished speaking, he clearly felt the atmosphere in the Demon Master's Palace pause. He couldn't help but secretly exhale a foul breath.

"The human race's culture has not yet been fully established. What do you think... Senior Demon Master... If possible, you can be a human master..."

The entire Demon Master Palace fell silent. After a long silence, Kunpeng said, "You want me to be that lowly human?!"

Murong Ji's face darkened, "Lowly? You can't even block a move from a lowly human like me! Kunpeng, you're really good at controlling me!"

"Control my Tianwen Sword!"

"You! Human Jiang..."

"You are begging me! Kunpeng, I am granting you the opportunity to become a saint, not begging you. Destroy the River Map and Luo Shu now."

"The next moment, Nuwa's slap will fall, and I... at worst, I can teach the human race myself..."

There was another long silence, and Kunpeng said somewhat disappointedly: "What do you want me to do..."

Murong Ji raised his lips slightly and said in a deep voice: "I want you to reincarnate into the human race and create a language that is unique to the human race."

"Guide the advancement of human culture, awaken the human race's spiritual wisdom, assist the human king in achieving hegemony, and then... resolve the cause and effect between you and Hong Yun in the human race..."

Kunpeng asked in surprise: "Hongyun...will also go..."

"That's right." Murong Ji slowly exhaled. "You can keep your body, but you must survive in this primitive world as a human from now on."

After waiting for a long time, there was still no response from the demon master Kunpeng. Murong Ji was not in a hurry. Thinking that Kunpeng would not agree, he directly activated the formation.

Trapped in Dragon Palace!
The Demon Master's Palace was sealed off and blocked off within a radius of ten thousand miles.

A faint light curtain lit up, and the Fulong Ding was suspended in the clouds above the North Sea, and the golden light of luck slowly spread.

"Ren Jiang! You *** mother*****"

Murong Ji pinched his ears and suddenly shouted loudly: "Kunpeng! Return Daoist Fellow Hongyun's life!!"

In an instant, the Fulong Ding fell down. This treasure of acquired merit suppressed the surrounding laws and spells in an instant. "F*** the fuck! Take it!"

Then, two rays of light slowly emerged in the Demon Master Palace and came in front of Murong Ji.

Murong Ji spread out his hands and held the two magic weapons in his hands. The River Map! The Luoshu! The best innate spiritual treasures, indeed extraordinary!
As soon as he got these two spiritual treasures, Murong Ji knew that he was destined to be with them.

There are quite a few people who are suitable for these two magic weapons. Di Jun’s companion spirit treasure is naturally suitable for him.

In addition to Fuxi's Yi Dao, Kunpeng's merit in creating characters, there is also his own formation.

These two magical treasures seemed to be panaceas. If his guess was correct, and someone in later generations perfected the Eight Trigrams, they would probably also be compatible with these magical treasures.

There is no logic to it, as if these things originated from the River Map and the Luoshu.

Murong Ji was stunned. These things really came from the River Map and Luo Shu.

He rubbed his forehead and put away the two spiritual treasures. He would study them carefully when he returned, peel off their patterns, and collect them into the Qiankun Realm.

"Ren Jiang! Don't stop!" Kunpeng was extremely anxious as he looked at the Demon Master's Palace that was crushed by the Fulong Ding.

Murong Ji turned a deaf ear to him. I already have the River Map and the Luo Shu. What the hell do I have to be afraid of?

Manipulate the Fulong Ding and directly destroy the Demon Master Palace.

A large number of disciples of the Demon Master Palace died, and what followed were countless calamity and evil spirits that descended. Murong Ji inhaled them casually and they went directly into his abdomen.

Looking again, Kunpeng was spinning around like a headless fly, crashing into the Kunlongque, but he couldn't escape no matter what.

The Five Elements Formation Flags and the Fulong Ding are a set of magical treasures that are a complete set, however, the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag was replaced by the original Water Flag.

Then he looked up and said to Master Kunpeng: "Senior, you are a capable official in the Heavenly Court. Now that I am in charge of the Heavenly Court, I would like to invite you to a gathering in the Heavenly Court. What do you think?"

"Fuck you, Jiang! You bastard, you beast! You are still cheating me now!" Kunpeng said angrily.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows: "Misunderstanding, senior! I sincerely invite you!"

As soon as the words fell, the Dragon-trapping Gate tightened, constantly compressing Kunpeng's space for movement. Kunpeng, who was suppressed by the vigorous luck of the human race, was oozing blood all over his body.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, said no more, directly killed the demon master Kunpeng, captured his soul, and smiled.

Shuang Quanshou changed Kunpeng's cognition, and with a wave of his hand, he melted Kunpeng's body into medicine, put it into a bottle, and returned it to Kunpeng.

"Senior, you have no choice now. Join the human race and create your own unique writing system."

"It is the day you attain enlightenment."

Then, Murong Ji sent out a sword energy, sending Kunpeng to the afterlife.

When he came to his senses, a large amount of calamity energy descended upon him. Murong Ji casually inhaled it into his body, and soon he was surrounded by countless calamity energy again.

"No wonder no one has killed Kunpeng. What a trouble..."

Murong Ji turned and headed towards Beijuluzhou.

It moved at an extremely fast speed, turning into a streak of light and disappearing into the sky, leaving behind only a ruin in the North Sea.

Murong Ji landed in Uttarakuru. All he saw was murderous aura and resentment. In such an environment, all living beings would become more violent, making it difficult to practice and living a hard life.

However, what does this have to do with him, Murong Ji? The more dilapidated the demon race is, the happier Murong Ji is.

Murong Ji just looked at it indifferently, and after roughly understanding the situation here, he headed towards the North Sea land.

North Sea Land, this place is magical.

It can be regarded as the junction of three continents, connected to Dongsheng Shenzhou in the east, Jambuzhou in the south, and Uttarakuru in the north.

As for the west, there is Mount Buzhou, and going northwest is Mount Kunlun.

This location should have been a blessed place, but because of a ground crack, a long ravine spread out from the foot of Mount Buzhou.

The land was divided into three halves.

To be precise, two continents were shaken out, leaving only the Southern Continent and Mount Buzhou connected.

However, this place is extremely important. By controlling it, you can restrain the underwater monsters and clamp down on Uttarakuru.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji saw traces of people appearing in the distant sky.

Countless human cultivators flew over on their swords and grabbed the land!
Because Murong Ji practiced the way of the sword, many of his disciples followed his example, either using swords as magic weapons or simply embarking on the path of the sword.

Now, in this land, wherever humans pass, that is their territory, and they will settle down wherever it is suitable for living there.

People were relocated, cities were built, and farmland was planned, and human beings settled here for generations.

Murong Ji frowned as he looked at the busy figures of the human race below and let out a long breath. Everything was moving in a good direction... It was really good.

Now that the North Sea was conquered, he could see clearly who the enemy was.

Murong Ji then looked towards the west, his eyes becoming colder and colder, and muttered: "Dragon Clan, Blood Sea and Styx River!"

(End of this chapter)