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Chapter 996 The Dragon Clan's Heritage

Murong Ji knew very well that this was all for Fuxi's sake, but did Fuxi have that much face?
Or did the Dragon Clan offend too many people? Murong Ji didn't care about that. He didn't know the specific strength of the Dragon Clan. He took steady steps, attacked one by one, and never took risks.

The mobilization of millions of troops and the experiences of previous lives gave Murong Ji full confidence.

He had met Han Shizhong, met Yue Fei, and even fought for the world with Wanyan Loushi.

Commanding monks in battle is different from commanding ordinary soldiers in battle, but many things are still useful in the monks' battle formations.

They were unstoppable all the way and almost overwhelmed the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, forcing them to go to the South China Sea and summon the dragon soldiers and generals to fight again.

Murong Ji broke into the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, walked inside the palace, and looked at the ruins around him, feeling a little relieved.

The situation has been determined. As long as the human race does not suffer too many casualties in this war, it is a sure win.

After discussing the next outcome with Fuxi and others, he headed straight towards the South China Sea.

Zhuge Liang was a great man. How great was he? His seven captures of Meng Huo are proof enough.

How difficult is it to fight the Nanman? The mountains are steep and difficult for ordinary people to climb, let alone those soldiers.

When the officers and soldiers came, they all dispersed into the deep mountains and dense forests. When the officers and soldiers left, they gathered again, killed the officials and occupied the land. It was very annoying, but they could not encircle and suppress them. The effect was hard to describe.

After several battles, during which the people were captured and released, the population of the Nanman clans was depleted, and it would take at least decades for them to recover. This also destroyed Meng Huo's prestige.

Knowing that he could not accomplish anything, they no longer followed him to build up their power. In fact, Meng Huo could only maintain his status by relying on Shu Han. If he defected, he would die, and die at the hands of his own people.

Murong Ji let the Dragon Clan leaders leave and gathered his generals to fight again.

A large number of dragon corpses were collected into devouring sacs and transported back in truckloads. These things would become future resources for the human race.

The battle in the South China Sea was decided, so Murong Ji sent troops to the West Sea, staged a few military defeats to give these Dragon Kings some confidence, but then he killed people and turned the West Sea into a bloodbath.

It is unknown how many sea creatures and dragon descendants have died. A calamity has already been generated, and the resentment of living beings is lingering around several human ancestors.

Murong Ji looked at the blood-red West Sea, and then activated the Bloodthirsty Pearl, absorbing the endless blood in it and purifying the waters.

Soon, Murong Ji began to attract the Zhuxian Sword. The Zhuxian Sword he refined could absorb calamity and take on the resentment of living beings.

On the Qingyun Mountain in the distance, in the furnace of the Yuqing Palace, the fire suddenly dimmed, a bright light flashed, and disappeared into the sky.

Lu Xueqi, who was sitting cross-legged beside the furnace, glanced at the flowing light, frowned slightly, and murmured: "Zhu Xian Sword?!!!"

These days, she also understood many things, and realized that she was a being living in Murong Ji's memory.

But it was because of the calculations of others that they used some means to revive herself from Murong Ji's memory.

Stunned for a moment, Lu Xueqi murmured, "Am I... really Lu Xueqi?"

He had an indescribable feeling towards Murong Ji.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door: "Master... uh... someone wants to see you."

Chang Jian was somewhat helpless. This... Murong Ji had not been accepted as a disciple, but had always kept him by his side. What was the relationship between the two? All of them, the disciples, had some guesses.

Lu Xueqi is indeed beautiful and attractive enough. Based on their understanding of Murong Ji, they know that their master is not a lustful person.

But why... now he doesn't know whether to call Lu Xueqi Senior Sister or Master's Wife.

"Bring it in!"

"Yes!"

Soon, a person appeared outside the door, Chang Xi!
The two looked at each other, and Chang Xi was a little surprised, "Wangshu?!!"

Then, Chang Xi was stunned, "No!"

The atmosphere was indeed terribly cold. There was silence for a long time, and neither of the two women spoke a word.

Outside the door, Nuwa poked her head out slightly and looked at the two women in the room with a gossipy look on her face.

Under her, there were three little heads, also with faces full of curiosity.

North Sea.

After several days of reorganization in the North Sea, Murong Ji caught the rapidly approaching Zhuxian Sword and activated the sword's weapon pattern to absorb the calamity energy of the human race and the resentment of all living beings.

The troops will be stationed in the West Sea for three months to adjust the status of the soldiers and generals.

At this point, you have to rest. You have killed so many lives. If you don't rest and adjust your mindset, problems will arise no matter who you are.

Not everyone's mind is strong.

Three months later, Murong Ji led his army to attack the dragon clan’s ancestral land, Beihai Guixu.

"In the next battle, we will encounter the most elite group of the dragon clan." Murong Ji flew into the air with his sword, looking at the endless army formation, and muttered.

Fuxi sighed, "These old dragons are frighteningly old. They have experienced the Great Tribulation of Ferocious Beasts and the Great Tribulation of Dragon and Han. Whether it is strength or... or war experience, they are no worse than humans."

Murong Ji also knew this, but what could he do? At the current stage of the war, the human race had already restrained the dragon race, and at least the human race could maintain its leading position.

But... this is not what Murong Ji wants. The dragon clan has not suffered any serious damage. Those dragon elites can come out and shed some blood and urinate, and then countless dragon groups can be born.

What's the big deal?
After entering the North Sea, Murong Ji chose a location to station. Standing in the central army tent, he waited for news from the front.

Seeing the map in front of him, Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the word "Guixu". "The terrain here is not right."

"Beihai Guixu should have been a blessed land long before the Longhan catastrophe, but for some reason it turned into a dangerous place," Fuxi said lightly.

Murong raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up at Fuxi and Zhen Yuanzi who were standing beside him.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you... also have a grudge against the dragon clan?"

Zhen Yuanzi was confused, "No, I just came here to get some good fortune from the world. Why, you can't bear to leave?"

Murong Ji was speechless for a moment. Zhen Yuanzi was afraid that Shennong would not be able to reach the top level of human king luck, so he came here to accumulate luck for him.

"No, let's talk about Guixu."

"It is said that when the world was created, the first creatures born were the Ancestral Dragon, the Original Phoenix, and the First Qilin. The places where they were born are all a mystery."

"But this Ancestral Dragon... is likely to have been born in Guixu. Rather than calling it Guixu, it's better to call it a Dragon's Nest."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't care much about these rumors. What he cared about now was what kind of strength Zulong had. What level had he reached below the saint?
Murong Ji was a little unsure whether he and his men could win the fight.

The true strength of the dragon clan is still unknown, and I have not yet reached the realm of a saint.

Be more aware of the gap between yourself and those behind you.

In this war, if a saint takes action, and if not, it will be two different concepts.

Soon, a soldier reported outside the tent: "Your Majesty, the Suiren clan king led his troops to break through the gate of Guixu, and is now besieged by the dragon clan at the gate."

Murong Ji and Fuxi looked at each other and said no more. Murong Ji directly gave Fuxi a military order, and after Fuxi received the order, he hurried out.

Murong Ji stood in front of the camp, opened his eyes, and watched the situation on the battlefield.

The battle was not as fierce as he had imagined, it was mainly a siege.

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, subconsciously feeling that something was not right. At this juncture, the dragon race and the human race would fight to the death, just like the great calamity of the lich back then.

Strictly speaking, it is a battle of luck.

The dragon clan was still so indifferent, which really made Murong Ji feel a little uneasy.

After thinking for a while, Gao Sheng immediately gave the order: "Inform the entire army to be on alert. Have Gou Mang from the rear army gather towards the central army!"

"Send a message to Shen Tu, and have his subordinates use the Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. Send a message to Chang'e, and have all the Star Lords use the Heavenly Stars Formation."

Commands were given one after another, and the armies in various places began to move slowly.

Many star gods flying on the sea began to operate the formation under the command of Chang'e. Soon, an inexplicable pressure was created on the entire Guixu battlefield, which kept luring people away.

Not long after, Fuxi and Suiren met up.

Indeed, another group of dragon soldiers appeared and continued to besiege them.

Murong Ji thought to himself, not good. Turning his head, he saw that the central army tent was surrounded by densely packed dragon soldiers and generals.

"Get into formation!"

At the command, the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array and the Du Tian Shen Sha Great Array started to work together. It was like the opening and closing of heaven and earth, clearing out a waterless space at the bottom of the North Sea.

In a short period of time, it continued to be filled with sea water. The sea water was collected one by one, and it brought down the front row of dragon soldiers.

The great formation moved in unison, and wherever the starlight passed, a blood mist exploded.

The evil energy in the veins of the seabed and the earth surged, like stars and sea of ​​​​Rakshasa. Once the formation was activated, it swept away countless dragon armies.

It's like a massacre!

The Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation spread rapidly, almost covering the entire North Sea. The Du Tian Shen Sha formation also expanded rapidly, and all the dragon soldiers and generals included were slaughtered.

All those who were trapped in the formation were killed, without even a trace left.

The stars in the sky were shining brightly, and the starlight was like sword light. Every time it fell, it took away a large number of lives. In a short period of time, most of the dragon soldiers were killed.

The blood dyed most of the North Sea red.

at the same time.

Deep within the Dragon Clan's Ruins, some hidden power is brewing.

Murong Ji's face became more and more gloomy. After welcoming Fuxi and Suiren back, the three of them stood at the gate and looked towards the depths of Guixu.

The power of the human race is not enough to support such a massive battle, mainly because there are not enough people.

Once the Great Zhoutian Star Fighting Array and the Great Dutian Shensha Array are restrained, the human race will be defeated.

All previous efforts have been wasted, the human race has fallen from the altar, and now everything must return to the original situation.

Soon, teams of dragon soldiers walked out from Guixu.

Under Murong Ji's dark eyes, he saw all kinds of innate creatures!
(End of this chapter)