Chapter 244 Sharing some pressure for you

Afterwards, the eldest brother and others followed.

Murong Ji's eyelids drooped, he felt helpless and angry, he could only fly on his sword and follow.

This place is not far from the seaside, and the wind becomes stronger as we walk forward.

Out of the jungle, there is the endless sea.

The thunder and lightning seemed to become more intense, with flashes of lightning every moment, illuminating the coast.

"Ouch!"

Before Murong Ji could get out of the forest, he heard a long roar from the seashore ahead. It was like a dragon's roar, shaking the whole world.

The wind and rain became more and more violent, and the thunder was continuous, as if the god of thunder really came here.

The rumbling sound of waves constantly hits the shore.

Murong Ji flew his sword to the side of the crowd and looked up. He saw an endless dark sea, which occasionally revealed its hideousness under the illumination of lightning.

In an instant, lightning flashed rapidly in the sky, illuminating a shadow in the darkness, which fell down with a loud bang, as huge as a mountain.

Before Murong Ji had time to think, there was a "bang" sound, as if a mountain fell to the ground. When the vibration came from under his feet, the huge figure stepped into the Ghost King Sect's formation.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, and he heard endless low whispers, as if they were singing from the ancient underworld.

"Ouch!"

Kuiniu jumped up, but this time he didn't jump up, but crashed into a light curtain. The moment the light curtain lit up, the formation there completely lit up.

The leader of the Ghost King Sect stood at the top of the formation high in the sky, looking down at the Kuiniu below.

Murong Ji frowned tightly. This kind of formation was the first time he had seen it. In his understanding, formation was a means of using the power of heaven and earth.

For example, the power of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation will be greatly reduced once you leave Qingyun Mountain.

The same goes for the Xuanhuo Formation. Once outside the Xuanhuo Altar and the Fenxiang Valley, its power is greatly reduced.

Of course, Murong Ji felt that only the person who originally created the formation could truly grasp the most fundamental things.

However, the formation of the Ghost King Sect in front of him overturned his understanding of formations.

Those small flags replaced the key points of the formation. It was not that I had never seen a formation using flags before. It often appeared on TV in my first life.

The Blue Lotus Treasure Color Flag, the Mysterious Origin Water Control Flag, the Ground-Lit Flame Light Flag...

Whether it is refining medicine, refining equipment, or controlling an array, one rule must be followed: the law of conservation of energy.

It's ridiculous, isn't it? But the fact is that the special effect of the elixir is that it contains huge and special energy.

The process of refining an artifact is that changes in energy lead to changes in materials.

It's all about the transformation of one type of energy into another.

But the question is, what is the energy source for these thirty-odd flags?
Murong Ji rubbed his forehead. When he studied the changes in the formation, he focused on the direction and changes of energy.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji looked up and saw a red figure quietly approaching from under the giant beast.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank. When almost everyone was shocked by the huge size of the Kuiniu, Tian Ling'er quietly approached.

Looking again, there was a figure following him a hundred meters behind him! Zhang Xiaofan!
【I go! 】

He is really a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger. Doesn't he know how dangerous Kuiniu is? These two small fork bones are not enough to fill his teeth.

Murong Ji exhaled slowly. Tian Ling'er finally did something that pleased him. At this moment, he also wanted to grab a flag to study.

[What a pity, the immortal rope was torn apart by the old vampire monster.]

Murong Ji walked behind the crowd, instantly disappeared into the ground, and chased after Tian Ling'er at an extremely fast speed.

Lu Xueqi looked at the place where Murong Ji disappeared and suddenly smiled. The iceberg melted, but no one saw it.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward with his sword drawn.

Murong Ji poked his head out from underground and looked around. [Xue Qi is coming up?!]

She glanced at the man she was fighting against. Qing Long? ! !
Murong Ji's heart sank, and he was about to go forward to help, but he saw his master's wife Su Ru step forward to resist Qinglong's attack.

As he breathed a sigh of relief, he turned to look at Tian Ling'er.

At this time, she and Zhang Xiaofan had already killed all the Ghost King Sect disciples in that area, and were trying hard to pull out the formation flags.

"ah!"

Tian Ling'er squatted on the ground, and the flag she pulled out flew out. Murong Ji secretly gave Tian Ling'er a thumbs up.

【The little girl is smart. 】

Murong Ji grabbed the flag and put it into his storage ring.

"You little girl, you don't know what's good for you! You ruined my plan!"

The Ghost King roared, Murong Ji turned his head and saw the Ghost King flipping over and heading towards Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er.

Murong Ji's pupils shrank, he picked up a stone and threw it hard at the Fulong Ding above.

"when!"

The sound spread in all directions. The Ghost King paused, his face gloomy, and after thinking for a while, he continued to fly towards Tian Ling'er at a faster speed.

Murong Ji directly escaped underground to the other side, swung his sword, and instantly killed seven or eight disciples of the Ghost King Sect.

"Murong Ji!" An angry voice came from thousands of people.

Murong Ji's hand did not stop at all, he pulled out the formation flag and put it into the storage ring. When he pulled out the second flag.

He felt a chill on his back and without saying a word, he dived underground. He had no idea who was behind him.

[Almost done, can't go too far! Master hasn't arrived yet, thousands of people are going crazy, no one can stop them!] He stuck his head out and looked at Tian Ling'er and Zhang Xiaofan, and was about to take them away when a sudden shout came from the jungle!
"Fulong Cauldron!"

Murong Ji was shocked and took a quick glance. At the edge of the jungle, the top leaders of both the righteous and evil sects appeared!
It was only then that he remembered the name of this formation, Kunlongque. Suddenly, he figured out the principle of Kunlongque.

The Fulong Ding is used as a medium to stimulate the murderous aura of heaven and earth, thus forming a formation.

No matter how high your level of Taoism or how profound your cultivation is, you will be trapped in it.

"Senior sister! Be careful!"

Murong Ji looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank. The huge head of the Kuiniu suddenly rushed towards him. The ray of light curtain broken by Tian Ling'er gave him hope, so of course he had to catch it.

He took a few steps and rushed forward at the fastest speed. At the same time, he directly threw out the Gathering Immortal Banner in his hand, which made him faster than Murong Ji.

Before he got close, he saw Zhang Xiaofan holding the Soul-Devouring Stick and smashing it hard on the head of the Kuiniu.

Zhang Xiaofan’s cultivation level was not high enough, so this attack was just like tickling the Kuiniu.

The recoil force sent the Soul-Devouring Stick flying, and no one knew where it landed.

The Kuiniu went completely mad, and rushed towards the opening regardless of the cost. Its huge animal feet stepped on them mercilessly, not caring about the lives of the two people under its feet.

In order to give Tian Ling'er a chance to survive, Zhang Xiaofan rushed forward almost suicidally.

Just in time!

Murong Ji arrived, and his hands flipped and moved, gathering around Murong Ji to form the shadow of a golden dragon and a white crane.

"hold head high!"

"cracking!"

The dragon and crane shadows appeared quickly and disappeared quickly.

The sudden breakup was not in vain. The powerful suction force on his hands drove the energy of qi, and Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Ling'er were pulled backwards towards Murong Ji.

Dragon-catching hand! Crane-controlling skill!
Seeing that the giant foot of Kuiniu was about to fall, it was still unknown whether the two could escape. Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan pushed Tian Ling'er.

With the help, Tian Ling'er suddenly rushed into Murong Ji's arms.

"boom!"

The giant foot came down and stepped on Zhang Xiaofan.

"Buzz!"

Under the giant feet of Kuiniu, a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram suddenly bloomed, and the surrounding vigorous spiritual energy gathered together.

After a few breaths, a '卍' symbol bloomed again above the Tai Chi diagram, and also began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Murong Ji stared at it in a daze and sighed softly. He tried his best to prevent this scene from appearing, but in the end it still looked like this.

"Forget it, it's fate..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji suddenly activated the Gathering Immortals Banner.

The Gathering Immortals Banner was fixed in the air, rustling in the wind. Suddenly, it shone brightly. In an instant, wisps of blood appeared on the giant legs of the Kuiniu and sank into the banner.

He glanced around at the people of the righteous and evil ways, and finally his eyes fell on the giant foot of Kuiniu, "Then let me share some of the cause and effect for you."

Murong Ji looked up at the sky. There were tens of thousands of Ghost Kings coming. He hurriedly repelled the Kui Niu and quickly repaired the Kunlongque formation. He had no time to pay attention to them.

And above that sky, it became dark again, and the dark clouds disappeared into the darkness.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, ruffling Murong Ji's hair. Looking down, he saw Zhang Xiaofan lying on the ground like a dead dog.

It was Zhang Xiaofan's good luck that he was not trampled into a pulp. The two brothers just stared at each other in silence.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan said, "Seventh Brother, I'm sorry." As soon as he said this, tears began to pour down his face.

"I know. I know a lot about you."

Murong Ji let out a long sigh, as if many things in this night made him sigh.

His life didn't need to be so miserable.

There was a sound of wind blowing beside him, Murong Ji turned around and saw that it was his master Tian Buyi.

"master."

Tian Buyi did not respond. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a gloomy face and complicated eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Murong Ji didn't say anything to plead for mercy. This was no longer something he could handle. Even his master Tian Buyi couldn't control it.

"Master~" Zhang Xiaofan said weakly.

Tian Buyi ignored her and looked at his daughter who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, his eyes gradually narrowed.

Tian Ling'er was forced to hold back her words.

"How come you are the Great Brahma Prajna of Tianyin Temple!"

A shout was heard, followed by endless rebukes.

Zhang Xiaofan remained silent, clenched his teeth, and didn't even utter a word of pain.

Murong Ji sighed lightly, squatted down and checked Zhang Xiaofan's injuries.

The injury is not light.

"Get some sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ji pinched the back of his neck. "Seventh Senior Brother..."

Murong Ji picked up Zhang Xiaofan, walked behind his master Tian Buyi, and headed towards the righteous camp.

(End of this chapter)