"Master Dean..." The Saint Ancestor of Destruction said hesitantly from the side: "It's not good to bring Creation with you. His level is too different from yours. I'm worried it will affect him."
"It doesn't matter."
Headless Dean smiled and said: "I will suppress the Nether Clan in a way that he can bear."
"Chen Zai, why don't you thank the dean?" The Saint Ancestor of Destruction said with a smile: "This is a rare opportunity, just like teaching in person."
Zhao Fan was stunned for another moment, then saluted and said, "Thank you, Dean, for your advice."
"It's not up to you to teach me. What you can realize and how much you can realize depends on you."
As the headless dean said, he raised a finger and poked his collarbone.
A vortex appears.
Then he said to Zhao Fan: "Come in."
With a thought, Zhao Fan escaped into the whirlpool. He couldn't help but feel so mysterious that a piece of bone turned into a cave world. Not only that, but inside, he could see that the inner wall of the cave had the texture of the Nine Domains Tower. They are far less than what is in front of them.
He is worthy of being the dean of the Holy Academy, the strongest person recognized by many realms!
Zhao Fan hasn't stood firm yet.
Then I heard the headless dean's voice, "Come out."
"ah?"
Zhao Fan was a little confused.
Didn't you just let me in?
Are you letting me out again in the blink of an eye?
What are you playing with...
Although he was very confused, Zhao Fan still listened to the dean's words, and with a thought, he escaped from the whirlpool.
result.
When he looked ahead, Zhao Fan was dumbfounded!
This place is no longer the Holy Court.
Not even the core domain!
But outside the realm, the most outrageous thing is the realm in front...
Astonishingly, it was the completely black Northern Nether Realm! ! !
"This...is here so soon?" Zhao Fan asked in disbelief.
Headless Dean said casually: "With my background, isn't it normal?"
Zhao Fan's throat trembled, but he didn't know what to say.
So good at pretending!
However, the other party has the qualifications!
Now he finally understood why the distant Northern Nether Realm caused the death of a high-ranking Saint Ancestor once he appeared.
There is no chance to escape or hide!
Such a speed beyond recognition...
Who can withstand it?
Even Zhao Fan, who was accustomed to strong winds and waves, was reduced to an ignorant frog in a well!
Even if a saint ancestor uses the method of descending to move within the domain, it is not that fast!
"Are you ready?" Headless Dean asked.
"Ready."
Zhao Fan nodded and waited intently. He knew that he would witness a scene that was like an ordinary person facing a miracle.
"Then we'll see."
After the headless dean finished speaking, he stretched out his hands.
The fingers are in nothingness.
Just like playing a piano and plucking the strings, he moved his fingertips lightly.
It seemed irregular, but Zhao Fan had a vague feeling that he was playing something without strings.
next moment!
A strange scene appeared!
Just see it in the North Nether Realm.
Nineteen figures floated out.
Zhao Fan's pupils trembled.
Those are all the saint ancestors of the Nether Clan!
From single rules to four rules, they are like leaves blowing in the wind, floating uncontrollably and not even qualified to struggle!
"what happened?"
"Why did I float outside the realm?"
"You also..."
"That headless figure!!!"
"It's the dean of the Holy Academy!"
"We have been keeping a low profile within the domain, and we don't dare to show off at all. Why is he still here!"
"Could it be..."
A group of saint ancestors of the Nether Clan thought of a possibility, that is, the other party knew about the golden black egg, and because they secretly hid a high-ranking saint from the sky, they became angry!
They all felt cold in their hearts.
He looked here desperately and helplessly, but he didn't dare to look directly at the dean of the Holy Academy. He only dared to look at his feet...
And at this time.
Saint Ancestor Qianming noticed the white-robed ancestral realm behind the headless figure. His eyes trembled, "It's him. It's over. We are really over this time."
"who is he?"
Everyone asked through a message.
"Just when the puppet held me back for a short time, the white-robed ancestral realm appeared and escaped from the realm." Saint Ancestor Qianming sighed.
"ah?"
They were all confused.
"Isn't that White Robe Ancestral Realm under the command of the little mouse from the Nanming Realm?"
"Why are you related to the dean of the Holy Academy..."
"What exactly is going on? I'm so confused."
"Everyone, these are not important anymore. Our life and death now only depend on the thoughts of the dean of the Holy Academy."
The saint ancestors of the Netherworld tribe fell into silence for an instant.
"Are you very brave?"
At this time, the headless dean's voice sounded, "I strictly prohibit the Nether Clan from allowing the emergence of high-ranking saints, so I will no longer suppress you and allow you to fend for yourself. However, today I am disappointed. The high-ranking saints I killed in the past Ancestor may have accidentally broken through out of control, but the current black egg with golden patterns is undoubtedly intentional!"
"..."
All the saint ancestors of the Netherworld did not dare to say a word.
"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price." Dean Wutou said again.
"May I ask, Dean of the Holy Academy, what is the basis for right and wrong?"
Holy Ancestor Qianming couldn't help it anymore, and mustered up the courage to ask: "We, the Netherworld Clan, were very ambitious at the beginning. We wanted to monopolize the core domain and kill all other ethnic groups, but we have already paid a huge price. More than half of The Holy Ancestor fell in your hands, and the remaining soldiers and generals were forced to move to such a remote realm. The high-ranking Holy Ancestor will not pose a threat to you, let alone make a comeback!"
"The basis for right and wrong?"
Dean Wutou pointed at Holy Ancestor Qianming and said domineeringly: "The basis is based on my preference. Do you have any opinions?!"
Zhao Fan was in a surging mood at the rear.
This is suppression without any suspense.
Want to reason?
What the dean said makes sense!
"I……"
Saint Ancestor Qianming didn't have time to say the second word.
boom!
The body of his Saint Ancestor exploded into black blood mist, and then his consciousness was annihilated.
Fallen in an instant, dead completely and cleanly.
When Zhao Fan saw this scene, he felt that it was difficult for him to even swallow.
That is the Saint Ancestor of the Three Rules!
Not long ago, he was in the restricted area of life, allowing Zhao Fan, who had a double-rule puppet, to run away with his head in his arms.
Now, it's just being pointed at.
Even the fluctuation of power did not appear.
It disappeared into ashes!
Immediately, the headless dean put down his finger and glanced at all the saint ancestors of the Netherworld Tribe, "Who has any other opinions?"
"without."
"No."
"Don't dare."
The Saint Ancestors of the Netherworld Tribe were like frightened mice, their heads shrunk, terrified.
"very good."
Headless Dean said thoughtfully: "You, there are still eighteen saint ancestors left, including five four-rule saints, six three-rule saints, four double-rule saints, and three single-rule saints. Zu, um..."
He pondered for a moment, then smiled disapprovingly, "I'll give you a chance, come together, I'll challenge a group of you."
The saint ancestors of the Netherworld tribe did not relax at all, but became even more nervous.
Is this different from killing them directly?
Zhao Fan was also wondering.
However, I heard Headless Dean continue to say: "I only use the normal single-rule Saint Ancestor-level destruction rules."
