Start with Tianlong Murong family, fight against the heavens

Chapter 999: A Protracted War of Attrition
A pair of eyes comparable to the sun and the moon were fixed on Fuxi and Suiren.

The two of them were stared at so hard that they felt cold all over and stood there in a daze.

Then, a trace of contempt flashed in Zulong's eyes. The huge dragon body moved again, poking its head out from the bottom of the sea, and said in a rumbling voice: "They are not as good as you. Even if they become saints, they are not as good as you..."

"You are like Luo Hou in the past... What a pity..."

Murong Ji understood what Zulong meant. The old dragon was sure that he was not Luohou because of Hongjun. As long as Hongjun was still alive, Luohou would not be allowed to come back.

"Boy, it's not easy for you to cultivate like this. Our clans have come to an end here. What we call the Great Road is a smooth path, and there is no conflict with you."

"Even if my dragon race has washed away the karma in the future, we will never attack your human race. How about that? You can make a great oath."

Murong Ji thought about it carefully in silence, then shook his head and refused, "Zulong, you don't have any thoughts, but your descendants have a lot of thoughts! Forget it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji took the initiative to attack, took a step forward, and pointed directly forward.

The Earthly Evil transforms into something without a base or form and uses a miraculous technique to return to the dust!
In an instant, the world seemed to be turning upside down, as if attracted by something and all fell into Murong Ji's fingertips.

At this moment, everything is empty, as if everything is between this finger and returns to the two energies of yin and yang.

When he tapped on the Ancestral Dragon, a large part of his body disappeared and a hole several hundred feet in size was created directly.

But what does this little injury mean to a giant like Zulong? ! !
The Ancestral Dragon squirmed, and a large amount of sea water turned into flesh and blood, repairing its injuries.

"Your magic is good. I heard from Ao Yi that you are invincible with your magic. It is true."

Murong Ji sighed. He wanted to fight with this old man, but he was afraid that he could not beat him because his accumulation of skills was too profound.

"Senior Zulong is not bad either. He completely dissolved himself into the sea. As long as the sea does not dry up, you will not die... Is this the way of the Blood Sea and the Styx?!"

"As long as the sea of ​​blood does not dry up, the river of Hades will not die..."

Zulong snorted coldly with some disdain, and his body expanded rapidly again, as if the world could no longer contain him.

Murong Ji took a deep breath and suppressed his surprise. No wonder Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin were defeated. It was not unfair. This old dragon had completely returned himself to the sea.

Fighting him means fighting the entire vast ocean.

"Senior is amazing! I haven't learned the Blood Sea and the Styx yet! But..." Murong Ji paused, straightened his Taoist hat, and said with a smile: "I also have a method, called the Ten Thousand Threads of Sorrow and Love."

"Listening to the name, it sounds like something from the erotic world."

"Haha, senior, you are very knowledgeable. It is something from the Way of Desire, but... I changed it a little bit. If you understand one method, you will understand all methods. Senior, you can transform into the sea. It is not unsolvable."

As she spoke, Murong Ji drew a horizontal circle in front of her body with her left index finger. It was somewhat feminine, but it was a magic trick she used when she first met Feng Xi in the fox demon world.

Now that it had been modified by Murong Ji, it had become another method, blooming with an inexplicable rhythm, like ripples, slowly spreading in all directions.

"Oh? This is interesting." Zulong leaned slightly towards Murong Ji, wanting to see it more closely.

Murong Ji's whole body seemed to have become different at that moment, as if he was being separated from this world.

The three thousand avenues seemed to be separating from Murong Ji.

Zulong was stunned. What was this? ! ! This seemed to be beyond the three thousand great ways! It was actually separating itself from the entanglement of the great ways? ! !
How difficult is it to do this?
No matter whether living beings live in the wilderness or in chaos, the Tao is the basis of their existence.

For example, if the water that makes up the human body is stripped away from the Great Dao of Water, how can we ensure that the 'water' in the body still exists?

How does it exist?

It's not just water, there are all kinds of miscellaneous things, all kinds of avenues intertwined. For example, if you are separated from the avenue of life and death, how can you ensure your own survival?

This rhythm slowly spread, and in just a few breaths, it had spread to the entire North Sea.

Murong Ji chuckled. At this moment he noticed countless eyes looking at him. He didn't know what their expressions were, but Feng Xi was definitely a genius!
"not good!"

Zulong came to his senses in an instant, let out a cry of surprise, and hurriedly mobilized the sea water below to replenish himself.

At that moment, he felt that he was being separated from the avenue of water.

The next moment, Murong Ji gently twisted the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, raised it high above his head, stood high in the air, and slashed down with one sword.

The sword force was surging, attracting countless forces from heaven and earth to bless it. At the same time, the Zhoutian Star Array and the Dutian God and Demon Array moved together.

Continuously draining the power of the entire prehistoric world.

In an instant, the sword pointed at the blue dragon!
"Ren Jiang, how dare you! Aang!"

There was a dragon roar, and then thousands of dragons roared in unison, causing countless water waves to spread outward, and the human troops gathered in front of Guixu were instantly exploded into a bloody mist.

Only those who had reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal were able to barely escape with their lives.

Murong Ji flipped his hand casually, and the Fulong Ding directly suppressed the entire surface of the North Sea. The five elements formation flags swept towards the North Sea, fixing the four directions.

In an instant, the entire water avenue above the North Sea was suppressed.

Trapped in Dragon Palace!
Cooperating with Wanxu Qianchou's Love Association, they tried to snatch Zulong's authority over the Avenue of Water. For a while, there was a stalemate, and they were evenly matched!

"Fulong Ding?! Haha, Ren Jiang! You are really ambitious! It turns out that you have been eyeing my dragon clan for a long time! Come and fight! Come and fight!"

Zulong's voice became more and more excited. He leaped out of the sea and rushed towards the huge blade of the Zhuxian Sword.

He was a congenital creature, born from the aura of the primordial chaos, one of the first creatures after the creation of the world. There were only a few people at his level. Now, some of them have passed away, while others are still in high positions.

However, none of them are weak.

"coax!"

The dragon's body and the sword blade collided, the vigorous sword energy scattered, and endless pressure spread.

The already turbulent water surface was suddenly suppressed and scattered by the scattered sword energy and dragon power.

It was like a star falling into the sea, causing waves thousands of feet high that spread out in all directions.

The waves hit Uttarakuru, destroying countless mountain ranges. Large tracts of land were razed to the ground or sank into the sea.

The wailing of countless creatures drowned in the water.

Tsunamis, floods, and endless killings...

The waves even hit the East China Sea and the West Sea. The coasts on both sides continued to surge and fluctuate, and the impact force directly dispersed and disrupted the water waves of the East China Sea and the West Sea.

Not to mention the North Sea. At this time, the water veins of the North Sea were in chaos. Countless creatures on the seabed were hanged. The wronged souls floated to the surface and were absorbed by the Zhuxian Sword.

It could never rise above the clouds and could not form any calamity energy.

High in the sky, Canglong and Zhuxian Sword were in a stalemate for a moment, and fell into a strange situation of wasting energy.

The Wanxu Qianchou Enai Society is still constantly peeling away the surrounding Water Avenue, constantly snatching away Zulong's control over the Water Avenue.

Murong Ji held his breath and urged the Zhu Xian Sword in his hand to put some pressure on Zulong.

Suddenly, Zulong seemed to have emerged independently from the ancient world.

A myriad of sorrows and love will... seize the authority of the Great Dao of Zushui.

For a moment, both of them were stunned. In the instant that Murong Ji and Zulong were stunned, the main sword of the Zhuxian Sword had already slashed into Zulong's body.

【Don’t miss this opportunity! 】

The next moment, another Zhuxian sword seemed to appear above Murong Ji's head and chopped down fiercely.

Zulong was stunned for a moment, then he saw clearly that this sword formation actually had seven main swords, and he didn't wait to react.

In just a short moment, six consecutive blows were made, all hitting the same place.

"Ouch!"

The shrill cry almost spread throughout the entire prehistoric land. The next moment, the entire huge dragon body was broken into two pieces.

Fresh blood flowed into the North Sea like a river bursting its banks, and was then all absorbed by the Bloodthirsty Pearl.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

The body of the Ancestral Dragon fell to the bottom of the sea, causing a massive tsunami that spread in all directions.

Murong Ji slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, but the other three main swords did not fall again.

Instead, they chased after Zulong's upper body and slashed it. In an instant, the sword pierced into the sea, and endless water vapor evaporated into clouds and mist, gathering in the sky.

In just a few breaths, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning were brewing, and crackling lightning was flashing, as if the end of the world had come.

"coax!"

A muffled sound came from the bottom of the sea, and Guixu was destroyed by a sword. Before Murong Ji could raise the sword, a large amount of sword energy raged.

Most of the dragon soldiers in Guixu were slaughtered indiscriminately, and more dragon corpses floated on the sea.

It was crowded, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and that was all.

Murong Ji raised the sword, stood in the air, and looked through his blue eyes. Zulong had disappeared, but he didn't know how he escaped.

Only half of his body was left. Murong Ji then waved his hand and directly put the half of Zulong's body into the Qiankun Qingguang Ring.

Not only that, a small number of dragon elites also disappeared.

That's at least thirty or forty thousand Golden Immortals, and hundreds of thousands of Golden Immortal soldiers and generals.

Murong Ji frowned, the number of dragons was too large, it would be troublesome if they hid like Old Six.

He looked around through his blue eyes, but could not see any trace of them. His face darkened little by little, and he felt helpless.

It seems that dealing with the dragon clan is not something that can be done overnight. We can only fight a long war of attrition.

After coming to his senses and watching the human soldiers enter Guixu, he slowly exhaled a breath. However, the sword formation did not retreat, and he still looked around vigilantly.

The war was considered a victory, but not a complete victory. There were still a large number of dragons present, and the dragon clan's foundation was still strong, deeper than Murong Ji had imagined.

Fuxi and Suiren began to direct the cleanup of the battlefield, while Murong Ji stood high in the void, guarding the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)