Chapter 771: Governing a large country is like cooking a small fish

Huang Shiren couldn't understand why Dongfang Yuechu was from the Dongfang Spiritual Clan, a very likable junior brother. Why were the people in the clan so...

With Dongfang Dianliang restraining Wang Quan Shouzhuo, he was unable to gradually increase the lethality of Wang Quan Sword, and could only rely on Butler Fei to kill the enemy.

With more than thirty demon kings, the pressure is huge no matter how you put it. Besides, housekeeper Fei's foundation is damaged. It's a life-and-death fight at this moment!
Wang Quan Shouzhu is not much better off. He is old and frail, so he can only fight for his life.

Huang Shiran snorted coldly, "Do you think there is no one in my Taoist alliance?" The voice rumbled and spread in all directions, and the Wuding Flying Ring in his hand was thrown out fiercely.

Without waiting for the sound of breaking through the air, the Wuding Flying Ring directly pierced through several members of the Eastern Spirit Clan, bringing out a large amount of blood mist, and in an instant, the fire suddenly raged.

Huang Shiren had an idea of ​​what these Eastern Spirit Clan members were like, and he controlled the Wuding Flying Ring to attack Dongfang Dianliang.

The Wuding Flying Ring was submerged in the sea of ​​fire, and no trace of its movement was left. Huang Shiren could only rely on his induction to control the Wuding Flying Ring to hit Dongfang Dianliang.

"bump!"

There was a dull sound, and the Wuding Flying Ring flew back as if it had hit something. Huang Shiren hurriedly collected it in his hand.

The force was transmitted to his arm, causing it to go numb.

For a moment, Huang Shiren was a little surprised. He turned around and looked at the sea of ​​fire. Wang Quan Shouzhuo was trying his best to restrain Dongfang Dianliang.

After this attack, he realized that he was definitely no match for Dongfang Dianliang.

Since Dongfang Guyue's death, no one knows what means Dongfang Dianliang used to actually surpass Wang Quan Shouzhuo in cultivation.

Fortunately, Dongfang Dianliang lacks combat experience.

Huang Shiren knew that it was not a battle he could get involved in, so he stopped thinking about getting involved and flew directly to the side of Butler Fei to share some of the pressure for him.

"The Wang Quan family! Nothing more than that! Hahahaha!" Dongfang Dianliang shocked Wang Quan back. The huge fluctuation of spiritual power almost knocked Wang Quan's sword out of his hand.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo's face was solemn, but somewhat unbelievable. [The Wang Quan Sword cannot break it! This is definitely not the power of one person! ]

He was sure that even if Dongfang Gu Yue was present, he would not dare to resist the King's Sword so hard.

What's more, it is a move that carries the royal sword intent!
[This is to gather together the power of all the Eastern Spiritual Races! ]

After a moment of confusion, Wang Quanshouzhuo's face turned gloomy. This was equivalent to him fighting against the entire Taoist Alliance on his own.

Just based on the fierceness, he can be exhausted to death!
There was a brief pause, and the two sides confronted each other.

Wang Quan Shouzhu looked up and saw more than thirty masters of the Eastern Spirit Clan, each of them was extremely talented.

They looked at this world with curiosity, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into the bodies of the Eastern Spirit Clan. Before long, their consumption was completely restored.

Wang Quanshouzhuo's face was a little gloomy, and he felt a little powerless in his heart. He had fought for a long time but didn't suffer any damage at all.

Oh, not really. Huang Shiren and Butler Fei killed quite a few people from the Eastern Spirit Clan.

"The outside world is so wonderful! So much spiritual energy!"

"Yes, there is so much spiritual energy. If I were to survive outside, I would have become a demon king!"

"Nothing! What a monster king!"

"It's a shame to leave so much spiritual energy to these trash!"

"Yeah, it should be left to us to save the world!"

"The decision made by the Patriarch is indeed a good one!"

……

Everyone was chattering at the same time, and every word made Wang Quan Shouzhuo's face darker.

Originally, he had some respect for the Eastern Spirit Clan. After all, what Dongfang Gu Yue had done had protected peace on the human border for decades, which was worthy of respect no matter what.

But now it seems that not everyone is Dongfang Gu Yue.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo sighed softly and watched Dongfang Dianliang's overwhelming flames attack again.

His pupils couldn't help but shrink as he watched the flames transform into a long dragon and attack the two of them.

In a hurry, Wang Quan Shouzhuo shouted: "Xiaofei, back off!"

With a reminder, Wang Quan Shouzhuo rushed towards Dongfang Dianliang holding the Wang Quan sword.

But it was too late after all. Dongfang Dianliang's twin flames were hidden in the flames and pressed towards Butler Fei and Huang Shiren.

The sea of ​​fire in the sky turned into long dragons, constantly blocking the space for the two to dodge.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​fire surged uncontrollably towards the human border.

"Not good!" Wang Quan Shouzhuo's face changed drastically. If this fire enters the mainland, it will be a disaster. The demon-killing divine fire is not a joke!
In a hurry, Dongfang Dianliang was repelled and wanted to intercept the flames. When he looked up, he saw the endless sea of ​​fire turned into strands of silk and sank into the air. Everyone was shocked and looked up, and saw a red jade disk in the sky, pressing towards them.

As if it had some kind of magical power, it absorbed all the fire energy within a hundred miles radius and attracted the flames into the jade disk.

Wherever it passed, the hot air dissipated completely, and the warmth like a spring breeze hit my face.

"Xuanhuojian! Master is here!" Huang Shiren murmured, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Behind him, Butler Fei leaned against Huang Shiren's back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the piece of jade with some burning in his eyes. This thing was extremely restraining to the Eastern Spirit Clan.

Soon, Biyu rushed directly towards Huang Shiren. Butler Fei took a glance and swept away the surrounding Eastern spirits with a sword, giving Huang Shiren an opportunity.

Huang Shiren suddenly leaped into the air to catch the jade, held it in his hand and protected himself with the Wuding Flying Ring.

They mobilized their true energy with all their might, and in an instant, the endless sea of ​​fire pressing down on the sea surface, as if it had met its nemesis, broke away from the control of their respective Eastern spirit tribes.

Amidst everyone's surprised and horrified expressions, they were all put into the Xuanhuojian.

Dongfang Dianliang, who was the one being taken care of, had the flames around him absorbed by the Xuanhuojian, and his strength was greatly reduced. How could he be better than Wang Quanshouzhuo in combat experience?

After a few moves, Wang Quan Shouzhuo approached him. Wang Quan's sword was close to him, and Wang Quan Shouzhuo also found out his strength.

"Old leader! Wait a moment, I'll come to your aid!" Huang Shiren shouted, and his whole body rose from the ground and rushed towards Dongfang Dianliang.

"No need! One sword is enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Quan Shouzhuo swung his sword and hit Dongfang Dianliang directly in the chest. In an instant, his own spiritual power continued to flow through Wang Quan's sword and into his body, but then dissipated into nothingness.

No one knows where that vigorous spiritual power went.

At this moment, a ray of black light flew out from the dark clouds in the distant sky. As the black coffin appeared, more than 20 Eastern elves were instantly exploded into a bloody mist.

Only less than ten people were left, and those who were a little further away were seriously injured.

Butler Fei was shocked. He knew that Murong Ji was very powerful, but he never thought he could be so domineering.

The health-preserving coffin flew across the sky and landed beside Butler Fei. Murong Ji turned over and got out of the coffin, sat at the head of the coffin, and looked up at Wang Quanshouzhuo in the sky.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo just put away his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Dongfang Dianliang's heart. He hesitated for a long time before he let out a long breath. In the end, he did not kill him.

"Senior, when did you become so kind? Have you been practicing Buddhism recently?"

There is no concept of Buddha in this world. The word Buddha came from various Buddhist scriptures in Murong Ji's hands.

Some disciples of the Chen family sought a breakthrough in their state of mind and read a large amount of poetry, prose, Buddhist scriptures and Taoist canons to stimulate fluctuations in their state of mind.

Later, it was spread to the Taoist Alliance intentionally or unintentionally. It was not a religion at all, but more of an academic discipline.

Wang Quan Shouzhuo glanced at him unhappily and scolded him, "Can fighting and killing solve all problems?! Humans and monsters have been fighting for such a long time, and other than the deep accumulation of hatred, what problems have they solved?"

"As for the Eastern Spiritual Tribe, we just need to restrain them. No matter what, they are also the fighting force of the human race. Who knows, one day, a figure like Brother Gu Yue may appear again."

"Young man, don't fight and kill. Not everything can be completely resolved by killing it. Sometimes it takes time..."

Murong Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that what he said was true, but you killed so many people in your time! Then he realized that the old man was hinting at something.

Murong Ji slapped his forehead and reacted instantly. He was talking about the tragic massacre of the Jin family in the Taoist Alliance.

The destruction of the Jin family is actually troublesome, as many things cannot be uncovered. A family can decline or fall, but being destroyed is a very serious consequence.

There will be competition for the position and territory vacated by the Jin family, which will destroy the Taoist rules and give rise to some ambitious people.

If the rules are broken, how should the other families deal with it? What should they think?

Furthermore, those who replaced the Jin family were not necessarily better or kinder than the Jin family. Most importantly, they were disobedient...

However, it would be different if a little bit of supporting forces replaced them.

Murong Ji scratched his head. He knew all these things. Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. He didn't want to do this. "The Jin family's affairs were not done by me. I am also a little confused..."

Wang Quan Shouzhuo landed slowly on the ground, leaning on the Wang Quan sword with one hand and the other hand behind his back. He looked haggard and trembling, and after taking only two steps, he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

He gasped heavily and staggered a few steps. Huang Shiren stepped forward quickly, supported him and fed him a pill. Only then did Wang Quan Shouzhuo exhale and feel a lot more relaxed.

For a moment, Murong Ji lost the mood to tease, this guy was full of controversy.

He was weak and sickly when he was young, but he was extremely talented and became the first demon king in human history.

Together with Dongfang Guyue, one in the south and one in the north, they contain the four demon kings and support the current situation of the human race.

However, the severity of his killing was beyond the imagination of others. For the entire Dao League and the human race, it could be regarded as scraping the bone to cure the poison.

(End of this chapter)