013 The Great Event, the Fall of Shangwu (2)

"Murong family, that's it!"

"Ji Qinghuan, you are looking for death!"

When Ji Qinghuan stood on the rooftop to watch the scenery, his heart was comfortable, but there was an angry roar behind him.

I saw Murong Duan coming in the air, and with a fist roaring, he killed Ji Qinghuan.

I was disturbed by someone who was interested in Ji Qinghuan, and I was quite unhappy.

Seeing the attack of the mortal enemy, his eyes emitted a faint dark red light, dark red blood marks were all over the dry bones and palms, and the glazed tiles under his body were rolled up in unison, and the sunken wood was shattered.

"Withered Palm!"

"Boom!"

Both of them are cultivators of the Spiritual Realm, and their spiritual power clashed, causing Zhou Tian's aura to be unstable.

The air waves burst out, the sound continued, and the buildings taller than the two of them were shattered by this invisible scattered force.

"Huh?" Feeling the slight burning sensation coming from the surface of his fist, Murong Duan didn't care.

The boundless aura gathered, and the momentum around his body skyrocketed, and he was about to crush the villain in front of him who stepped on the majesty of the Murong family with one punch.

"Humph!"

In the end, the fist won the palm, and Ji Qinghuan was repelled by Murong Duan's punch, and with the help of the huge stone pillar protruding from the altar of sacrifice, he could stop his figure.

He secretly swallowed a stream of blood that surged up his throat and shook off his broken palm.

Looking at Murong Duan, whose left fist was clenched and his fist was slightly burned, he said with a smile:

"What's wrong Murong Duan, his strength is not as good as before!"

"If it's my right fist, I'm afraid my life will be confessed here, and the taste of poisoning is not pleasant, right?"

Ignoring Ji Qinghuan's taunt, Murong stomped under his feet and attacked Ji Qinghuan again.

"Huh!"

Seeing this, Ji Qinghuan tore off the black cloth that covered his arms.

I saw that his arms were bewitching in appearance, thin and skinny, and white bulges were densely covered.

The flesh tumbled, and the purple scars rose like dry bark, faintly glowing red.

Ji Qinghuan crossed his arms, and the burning sea of fire instantly separated the waves of fire and gathered around him.

The body was lifted by the waves of fire and stood in the air. The ring of fire dancing wildly under his feet is like a blooming fire lotus, shining with fire marks.

Murong Xuan, who flew over, stopped his figure and looked at Ji Qinghuan, who was in the center of the ring of fire, and frowned slightly.

Ji Qinghuan smiled coldly, like a marionette, and made strange movements with his arms.

"Go!"

With Ji Qinghuan's order, several sinuous fire snakes turned out of the fire ring under his feet, and the flames were monstrous. Open your mouth, revealing flaming fangs.

At this time, Murong was severely poisonous, and he should not use his aura in vain, otherwise the surge of aura would accelerate the spread of the toxin, and it would be difficult for Da Luo to save him at that time.

After years of fighting, Murong Duan has created a brilliant Murong family, and he has also gained a life and death experience in combat. Leverage your strength to fight the enemy with skill!

"Fist Armor!"

The aura overflowed, wrapping the fist, and Murong broke the attacking fire snake with a single punch. The boundless sea of fire divided into several waves of fire and quickly recovered.

(When cultivating from the Wheel Realm to the Cultivation Realm, the acquired vitality in the body evolves into the innate aura.)

After experiencing the dichotomy of the primordial realm and the melee of the five realms, there was already very little innate aura left in the heavens. It can only absorb the vitality through the spiritual sea that has evolved in the body and transform it into spiritual energy. ）

Murong Xuan's figure changed, and a punch shattered the fire fangs from the bottom up, piercing the snake's head. With both arms violently, he shook the huge snake body and threw it at Ji Qinghuan.

Seeing the fire snake flying, Ji Qinghuan turned his fingers.

A fiery snake twists its body to protect it in front of the ring of fire, and its mouth opens to devour the flying fiery snake. The snake's body is strong, and its head has two horns, and its power is even stronger.

Murong responded calmly, thinking in his heart:

"Presumably, the shock just now has already attracted the attention of the elders of the clan. Why hasn't the support arrived?"

The ferocious sea of fire gradually spread to the Middle Palace, and the wails of the Murong people were everywhere.

Murong Duan looked at the attic that was isolated in the corner of the Middle Palace, full of worry!

As if seeing Murong Duan's doubts, Ji Qinghuan explained "with a generous heart":

"Don't wait for any so-called support, Murong Duan, do you think that just my Yunzong and a white-eyed wolf who eats inside and outside can destroy the entire Murong family?"

"Look at the figures fighting with your elders and feel familiar?"

Murong Duan looked in the direction that Ji Qinghuan was pointing at, and saw that many elders belonging to the main family were surrounded by a group of black-robed people with the word "greed" printed on their backs.

"Seven Demon Palace, Greed Palace!" Murong Duan said in disbelief.

No wonder Murong Duan was so disgraced, the Seven Evil Palaces were notorious in the Barbarian Domain, and even reached the point where children stopped crying when they heard it.

I think that the founder of the first "Wild City" and the fourth-generation head of the Zhao family died in the Seven Evil Palace's hermitage and the powerful alliance of many families.

"Why did you invite someone from the Temple of Greed?"

"Is it enough to use half of your Murong family's background!"

Murong Section's face was solemn, and his plan to ask for the support of the elders of the clan had failed.

With only Yunzong and the betrayal line, Murong Duan is confident that he still has the strength to deal with it.

But the appearance of the Temple of Greed has completely tilted the scales of victory in favor of the enemy.

The black-robed people in the Hall of Greed have different weapons in their hands, and if you look closely, they are actually torture instruments in prison.

Thorn hoops, flails, boning knives, meat tongs, pipa thorns...... The weapons are weird, the moves are tricky and ruthless, weird and changeable, and it is impossible to guard against.

Although the overall cultivation of the people of the Cloud Sect is the lowest among the three forces, they give full play to the true nature of villains, taking advantage of the danger of others, and hurting people with secret arrows.

The besieged Murong clan elders were entangled with the people of the Greed Hall and the Cloud Sect.

Although the Yun Sect and the Greedy Hall were numerous, the elders of the Murong family took advantage of the favorable terrain and the magic array assisted, and for a while, both sides were killed and injured, and they fell into a stalemate.

At this moment, everyone in the Greedy Hall who was fighting was stunned. Then he didn't care about his opponent, and jumped away from the battle place in the surprised eyes of others.

When everyone was puzzled, a figure suddenly appeared in the midst of everyone, and at the same time, a strange book flew in his hand.

"Greedy Hall Master, Xing!" Murong Duan said in shock, the appearance of the Greedy Hall Lord caught him off guard.

Before he could react, a huge magic circle appeared in the air, enveloping everyone.

"Huh?" was in the middle of the formation, and a wave of dizziness hit. Murong Duan only felt that he had lost his five senses, and his mind was blank.

......

"Boom!"

"Ahh

A thunderclap woke up Murong Mengting on the gum of teeth, her eyes were distracted, her face was pale, her chest kept rising and falling, and she was drenched in sweat, as if she had experienced a nightmare in a dream.

With a light breath, she held her heart to calm her restless emotions.

"Huh?"

Suddenly she heard a noise outside the boudoir, she hurriedly got dressed, barefoot, and came to the window. I opened the window, but I was shocked by what I saw!

The beauty of the memory was swallowed up by a sea of fire at this time. The wind was raging, and the thunder was roaring.

The clansmen he was familiar with were chased and killed by a group of black-robed people, and there was a wail.

Looking at the apocalyptic scene, Murong Mengting even thought that she was still in a dream.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously and realized that it was still the apocalyptic scene in front of her. Several times in a row, Murong Mengting accepted reality.

The sea of fire gradually spread to the front hall, and she was worried about the safety of her parents, so she didn't have time to put on her shoes and ran out of the boudoir with her bare feet.

Since she was a child, she was spoiled by Murong Duan and his wife, but she was originally extremely talented, but she abandoned her cultivation.

is sixteen years old, and he can only have a dream of the cultivation of the newborn price. Passing through the unburned bushes, he was blown down several times by the strong wind.

The palace skirt on the body is a little dirty, the trees are messy, the branches and leaves are numerous, and the palace skirt is torn into rags. Patches of snow white are exposed, and the spring light is overflowing.

Her fair face was dirty, and a pair of jade feet were scratched by the rocks in the bushes, and bright red blood flowed out.

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the front hall, Murong Mengting's frowning brows due to pain soothed.

Who would have thought that just as Murong Mengting vaguely saw the figure of her father, she was blocked by two miscellaneous disciples of the Yun Sect who took the opportunity to steal into the middle palace and wanted to fish in troubled waters.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the luck of our brothers was favored by God today, not only did they get several valuable treasures, but also met such a cute little beauty!"

Looking at Murong Mengting, who was revealing patches of snow-white, one of them had straight eyes, staring at the stunning beauty that was covered by the dirt.

"Yes, yes, look at this little beauty's down-and-out appearance, my brother's heart is broken. ”

"Come, take off your clothes, brother, I'll help you sew. And those poor jade feet, brother will help you warm up!"

The other nodded in agreement, and the pair of beautiful jade feet made him look sideways.

Murong Mengting, who realized what was about to happen, was shocked and hurriedly turned around and ran to the rear.

"Little beauty, don't run! let my brother hurt you well!"

"yes, hey, hey, hey, that feeling is guaranteed to make you die!"

Murong Mengting ran aimlessly among the trees, and the obscene duo seemed to be deliberately teasing Murong Mengting, chasing after them unhurriedly.

In the panic, Murong Mengting accidentally ran to a corner, there was no way out in front of her, there were pursuers behind, and there was no escape.

Helpless, she could only close her eyes, clasp her legs with her arms, and curl up in the corner.

"Woooooo

"Yo! my little sister is crying, this makes my brother feel distressed!"

The lewd duo who caught up looked at Murong Mengting, who was huddled and trembling.

They glanced at each other, revealing evil intentions. They all rubbed their hands and walked towards Murong Mengting.

"Hey, hey!"

"No... Don't!"