Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

In front of the lonely mountain, the spring breeze blows the green shepherd's purse and wheat for ten miles, and the sunset glow gradually fades towards dusk.

Ji Xuanhong stood on the Brocade Silk Imperial Flag, looking at the people of the Lonely Ghost Demon Palace on the top of Luoji Mountain, and his heart was extremely heavy. He did not think of escaping. The exact time and exact location, and the target was him. Without perfect preparation, it was impossible for the other party to intercept them in a big way! He sighed in his heart:

"Alas, no matter how well you scheme against others, you can never scheme against yourself."

"Palace Master Yang is not at Lonely Soul Cliff to admire the moon and the stars, but comes to this small Luoji Mountain to listen to the wind and drink tea. What a refined taste!"

Ji Xuanhong did not go up Luoji Mountain, but replied to Yang Xiaoli on the Brocade Silk Imperial Tassel Flag.

"I will activate the mechanism of the Brocade Silk Imperial Tassel Flag in a moment, and everyone will flee in all directions. Remember, if you can return to the Ji family alive, you will win!"

Ji Xuanhong secretly spoke to the six Dragon Soul Guards.

Palace Master Yang Xiaoli flew up and came to the front of the Brocade Silk Imperial Tassel Banner. At the same time, ten old men in black came. All of them were in the Immortal Realm and looked to be in their fifties. They directly surrounded the Brocade Silk Imperial Tassel Banner, and each of them held a purple copper pot in his hand.

"May I ask where you live in the Ji Clan Ancestral Hall and what rank you hold?"

Palace Master Yang Xiaoyu asked politely. Although he brought enough people, he was still worried. The Lonely Soul Demon Palace was not strong and did not dare to be an enemy of the Ji family. However, he did not dare to compete with the Ming Demon Sect for the Demon Emperor's Sacred Bone. Since someone was willing to help him, he also wanted to fight once! With the support of the Murong family behind him, even if the Ji family retaliated, the Murong family would take the blame. He believed that since the Murong family chose him, it meant that the Lonely Soul Demon Palace could wipe out all the people of the Ji family.

"Palace Master Yang is still planning to back off. Isn't it too late? I want to tell you that I am the Shadow Emperor. Do you believe me? Will you let us go? You want to accomplish great things, but you don't have the courage. I don't know why the Murong family chose you."

Ji Xuanhong had already guessed that without the Murong family manipulating the Youzhou border behind the scenes, no one would dare to intercept him.

"Hahaha, I really underestimated the Ji family. I didn't expect you to see through it without even a hint! I just wonder if your cultivation is high enough for us to look up to?"

"The Purple Cauldron Soul Devouring Formation is rising!"

After Palace Master Yang Xiaoli finished speaking, ten old men in black began to use their skills. Ten purple copper pots instantly burst out with terrifying demonic energy, surrounding Ji Xuanhong and the other seven. From the outside, it looked like a black ball, with demonic energy surging inside, slowly tightening.

Palace Master Yang Xiaoyu stood outside the magic ball, revealing a satisfied smile. This time he brought along ten elders, who were basically the backbone of the Lonely Ghost Palace.

But he was still too young and didn't understand the meaning of "Shadow Emperor" in Ji Xuanhong's words. However, Murong Rongbo knew it but just didn't tell him.

Inside the Purple Cauldron Soul-Devouring Formation, Ji Xuanhong silently recited the incantation, and the Brocade Silk Imperial Tassel Flag flashed with yellow light, transforming into thousands of threads. Each thread carried a strong aura of the Holy Emperor, which constantly collided with the rolling demonic energy that was slowly approaching from the surroundings.

"Master, after you break the formation, you can escape and we will stop them!"

Ji Quan said that this was also their mission this time.

"Escape and leave it to fate!"

Ji Xuanhong did not try to show off because he was seriously injured, otherwise he would not have taken the small Ghost Palace seriously.

Ji Xuanhong was a little puzzled, because he thought that these people would never be able to stop him, so why did they choose to stop him here? Was the intelligence wrong? Or was this just a test? After hundreds of years, he knew that this matter was not that simple.

The purple copper pot of the Purple Cauldron Soul-Devouring Formation was still continuously releasing demonic energy, but the Brocade Silk Imperial Tassel Flag inside was constantly being consumed. Ji Xuanhong then ordered the seven people to perform the Holy Emperor Sword Technique at the same time to break the formation and escape.

Seven Holy Emperor sword energies attacked in seven directions. Although Ji Xuanhong was seriously injured, he had hundreds of years of skills after all. He was the first to break the formation. When the formation was broken, a huge energy imbalance occurred, resulting in a shocking explosion. The explosion resounded in front of Luoji Mountain.

The huge energy of the explosion hit the back of Ji Xuanhong who was fleeing. Ji Xuanhong floated to the ground like a fallen leaf, spitting blood. Without time to think, he forced himself to fly towards the Yuanheng Mountains.

Unfortunately, Palace Master Yang stopped him. He looked back at the center of the explosion and saw the three Dragon Soul Guards with torn clothes being surrounded again by the remaining six old men in black.

"Are the people of the Ji family going to flee? Wouldn't that be unworthy of your reputation as the guardian of the Ji Clan Ancestral Hall?"

Palace Master Yang said as he looked at Ji Xuanhong who was pale.

Ji Xuanhong ignored Palace Master Yang's words, but instead explored the surroundings and said to himself:

"Isn't this the enemy's back-up plan?"

From beginning to end, Ji Xuanhong never took Palace Master Yang seriously.

"Wandering Soul Transformed into Demonic Palm", Palace Master Yang Xiaoli didn't waste any more words and attacked directly.

I saw countless soul shadows flying towards Ji Xuanhong, each of which carried a powerful demonic energy.

"Forget it, let's get through this first!"

Ji Xuanhong whispered.

Ji Xuanhong's hands were constantly changing the seals, and a powerful true energy burst out from his body.

"Hundred Changes Holy Dragon Fist"

With a roar, the powerful true energy transformed into countless fist shadows and hit Palace Master Yang.

"Aren't you injured?"

Palace Master Yang looked incredulous!

"How can you, the Lonely Ghost Demon Palace, understand the power of the Ji family? Just be your cannon fodder and talk about it after you can get out of Luoji Mountain!"

As the sound faded away, Ji Xuanhong disappeared as well.

After Palace Master Yang Xiaoli escaped from thousands of punches, the corners of his mouth were covered in blood.

Seeing that there was no trace of Ji Xuanhong, he flew to the last Dragon Soul Guard and ended the battle with one palm.

Looking at the remaining five elders and himself who was injured, Hall Master Yang Xiaoyu was furious and said:

"go!"

"The Lonely Demon Palace has come a thousand miles to my Yingzhou Luoji Mountain. The Gongsun family is sorry for not welcoming you in person!"

Along with the sound, more than twenty people appeared around the people in the Ghost Demon Palace. They were wearing Yunyan brocade clothes and holding black lacquered and yellow feather bows. The black lacquered and yellow feather bows had locked onto six people!

"Yellow Feather Bow? The Gongsun family of Yingzhou!"

"Palace Master Yang is very insightful!"

"Murong Yanbo has great skills!"

At this time Palace Master Yang finally understood that the Ji family was the bait and he was the fish!

How could he know that in Murong Yanbo's eyes, they were all fish! And dead fish!

"Escape and leave it to fate!"

How ironic! Palace Master Yang Xiaoli would never have thought that he would repeat exactly what Ji Xuanhong said just a moment ago!

"Fire arrows!"

Countless black feather arrows flew towards the people in the Ghostly Demon Palace, and then endless explosions began all around.

In the end, Palace Master Yang Xiaoli fled towards the north of Yingzhou covered in blood!

"Murong clan, Gongsun clan, let's wait and see!"

The sound dissipated in the sunset.

In a mountain villa in Youzhou,

Murong Lunbo looked at the red sunset in the sky, it was so beautiful!

"Master, the Shadow Emperor has fled into Youzhou!"

The hunchbacked old man bowed and said to Murong Rongbo.

"Notify the Demon Shadow Guard to move into the Lonely Soul Demon Palace and act in the name of the Lonely Soul Demon Palace in the future in the cultivation world!"

Murong Yanbo said:

"The power that has been hidden for five hundred years can finally be deployed head-on!"

"Then how should Shadow Emperor deal with it?"

The hunchbacked old man asked.

"Shadow Emperor, how should we account for the one eye we lost back then?"

Murong Rongbo didn't say anything.