"Haha, great. From now on, our Tianxuanwu Academy will be prosperous!"
Seeing the breakthrough of all the true disciples, Zhao Wuji suddenly laughed happily.
As the vice president of Tianxuanwuyuan, the stronger Tianxuanwuyuan becomes, the prouder he becomes.
However, Zhao Wuji's expression soon changed drastically.
"not good!"
To enter the Nirvana realm from the Xuandan realm, you need to go through the great calamity of wind and fire.
Formless wind, endless fire!
For monsters, this wind and fire disaster can be regarded as a tonic.
But for ordinary warriors, the wind and fire catastrophe is a terrifying poison.
The wind blows at the soul bones, and the fire burns the flesh and blood!
At this time, endless fire burst out from the bodies of more than a dozen true disciples!
There is also an invisible wind blowing their souls.
Under the torture of the wind and fire catastrophe, more than a dozen people had distorted expressions and screamed repeatedly.
Under the gaze of everyone, the bodies of more than a dozen true disciples shriveled up quickly.
Although they didn't see the wind on them, the people around them couldn't help but tremble in their souls.
"What a terrifying wind and fire catastrophe!"
The faces of Lao Qian and others changed drastically, and their eyes were filled with fear.
They have also experienced disasters such as wind and fire, and they are still frightened to this day.
And the phoenix fire catastrophe of these true disciples seemed to be stronger than the wind and fire catastrophe they had survived.
"None of these true disciples can survive the catastrophe of wind and fire!"
At this time, the corner of Lao Qian's mouth curled up, and his eyes were a little gloating.
Seeing this, others were puzzled.
Lao Qian whispered: "If Tianxuanwu Academy loses these people, it will definitely expand its enrollment."
"Haha, it won't be them selecting people then, it will be whether we are willing to join the Tianxuan Martial Academy."
Hearing this, the eyes of the people around him suddenly lit up and they couldn't help but laugh.
That's right!
The Tianxuanwu Academy was already depleted of personnel.
If there is no true disciple, then what is the need for this force to continue to exist?
Zhao Wuji looked worried and anxious: "What should I do?"
The foundation of the true disciples of Tianxuanwuyuan is too weak.
It is difficult for anyone to withstand the ravages of wind and fire!
And these true disciples who can stay in Tianxuanwuyuan are the future of Tianxuanwuyuan.
Zhao Wuji watched them die in the catastrophe, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
But the catastrophe of wind and fire can only be overcome by the warriors themselves!
Outsiders can't help at all.
"Hang on!"
Seeing that two people had been wiped out by the wind and fire, Zhao Wuji's eyes turned red.
But there was nothing he could do except pray.
"Ling Yun, I know you are not an ordinary person. Is there anything you can do?"
At this time, Wu De and the Sixth Patriarch of Tianxuan came over.
Seeing that the remaining true disciples were in danger, Wu De placed his hope on Ling Yun.
Along the way, he saw Ling Yun create too many miracles.
Therefore, Wu De felt that Ling Yun was fine.
"Senior Brother Ling, save us!"
After hearing Wu De's words, several true disciples who could no longer hold on immediately asked Ling Yun for help.
In their hearts, Ling Yun is a mythical existence.
At this moment, they were already on the edge of despair, and Ling Yun's existence gave them hope.
"Senior Brother Ling, please save my brother!"
"Senior Brother Ling, save my uncle!"
At this time, the only few female disciples of Tianxuan Martial Academy also quickly knelt in front of Ling Yun.
Seeing this, the Sixth Patriarch couldn't help but glare at Wu De.
"You can only survive this catastrophe by yourself. Xiao Wu, aren't you making things difficult for Ling Yun?"
The Sixth Patriarch was a person who lived for hundreds of years.
They are well informed.
But I have never heard that outsiders can help warriors survive the catastrophe of wind and fire.
Ling Yun frowned.
He didn't speak, and everyone thought there was nothing he could do.
More than a dozen true disciples were in despair.
Several female disciples even sat on the ground and cried loudly.
"I have a way, but..."
Ling Yun shook his head slightly, his expression was very serious.
Hearing these words, more than a dozen true disciples immediately ignited the hope of living.
The female disciples hugged Ling Yun's thighs and begged, "Senior Brother Ling, please save me."
Wu De didn't expect Ling Yun to have any idea.
He excitedly grabbed Ling Yun's arms and said, "Boy Ling, if you have a way, just tell me, don't delay."
If it drags on any longer, a dozen true disciples will be dead.
This is the biggest hope of Tianxuanwu Academy now!
Although Wu De is usually very sinister, he will not let go even if it is a dog's hair.
But Wu De really cares about Tianxuanwu Academy.
"I have a soul secret that can bind everyone's souls to me."
"In this way, I can share my soul power with the bound person."
Ling Yun said.
As soon as these words came out, Wu De's eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "What a good idea, Mr. Ling, please take action quickly."
He did not doubt Ling Yun's words at all.
After all, Ling Yun is a true soul cultivator.
The most terrifying thing about the wind and fire tribulation is the phaseless tribulation wind, which specifically targets the soul.
Under the ravages of the Phaseless Tribulation Wind, warriors with weak souls simply cannot withstand it.
And Ling Yun's soul power is so powerful, it is not easy to resist the mere Wuxiang Jiefeng.
Ling Yun's words not only excited Wu De.
Others also looked excited and begged Ling Yun to take action quickly.
However, Ling Yun changed the topic and said: "I haven't finished speaking yet. This secret method is based on me."
"Once the souls of both parties are bound, I can decide their life or death with just one thought!"
Seeing this, Wu De and others were speechless.
Everyone looked at the dozen true disciples.
Ling Yun's meaning couldn't be more obvious.
Once the souls are bound, the lives of these people will be in Ling Yun's hands from now on.
"Senior Brother Ling, I can't bear it anymore, please save me quickly!"
After only three breaths, a true disciple began to plead with Ling Yun.
Asking Ling Yun to take action would at most mean losing personal freedom and becoming Ling Yun's slave.
If Ling Yun didn't take action, their lives would be hard to save.
They can tell which one is light and which one is serious.
At this time, two true disciples were reduced to ashes before they could ask for help.
Seeing this, the twelve living true disciples all knelt down and begged Ling Yun to take action.
"Boy Ling, take action quickly, otherwise they will all be in trouble."
Wu De urged.
Ling Yun nodded and said helplessly: "Okay, please step back and don't let anyone disturb me."
Ling Yun did not hesitate any longer, but saw his hands suddenly forming seals.
The next moment, majestic soul power emerged from Ling Yun's eyebrows.
Under Ling Yun's control, the soul power turned into golden strange talismans.
A total of twelve golden soul power talismans!
"go!"
Ling Yun condensed these twelve golden talismans and quickly pushed them out.
"What a powerful soul!"
Everyone was shocked.
Even Wu De is no exception.
The twelve golden talismans condensed by Ling Yun have soul power comparable to level 40.
Twelve golden talismans floated towards the twelve true disciples and penetrated directly into their eyebrows.
"Don't resist!"
Ling Yun reminded.
In fact, there is no need for Ling Yun to remind him at this time.
The twelve true disciples were on the verge of collapse.
Their souls were almost torn apart by the destruction of the formless calamity wind.
