The main square of Xuanwen Sword Academy.
The imitation version of the prehistoric sky map was swallowed up by the black energy.
It was pitch black inside and nothing could be seen clearly.
However, the names of the students turned red one by one, which meant their complete death.
The Sword Academy, Sword Academy, and Gun Academy suffered heavy casualties, but the scene could not appear for a long time.
Luo Chun was so anxious that he rushed out of the area where the sword courtyard was, regardless of the situation.
boom!
His body was like a sword, and he was standing in front of Monk Bua.
The energy and energy all over his body were condensed into one, and there was a sharp edge that seemed like energy or intention.
There is a thin mark in the middle of the canopy of Xuanwen Sword Academy.
Then, it slowly split into two halves and fell to the side.
"What did you do? All the students in my Xuanwen Sword Academy are dead."
"What did I do? Are you blind? Take a good look at the list to see who has the highest points. There is only one Mo Yingxue left in our Xuanwen Sword Academy, and everyone else is dead."
Monk Bua's voice was cold.
"At least a few students from your Xuanwen Sword Academy have made it out alive."
Luo Chun's cultivation level is higher than Monk Bua's. However, this is the Xuanwen Sword Academy. Once he starts taking action, Monk Bua's trump cards are endless, and there are various masters hidden in the capital of Ningguo, which are difficult to defeat. Got the benefit.
Slightly suppressing his anger, Luo Chun said bitterly: "I don't care so much about you. This picture belongs to you. You have to fix it for me. Quickly let me see what happened."
"It's normal for a small accident to happen in the secret realm. As the dean, how can you do big things if you are so impatient."
Monk Bua stabbed a few words, and then the sword spirit and sword energy burst out from his body.
"Our Sword Academy students have the highest number of real casualties. You are so worried. I am ten times more powerful than you."
The two looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be blazing with swords and swords.
Point to point!
After a moment, Luo Chun waved his sleeves and said, "I'll wait for you."
Another quarter of an hour passed, but there was still no result.
Luo Chun's hand slowly grasped the handle of the knife, and it was obvious that he would not be kind this time.
At this time, Nangong Wentian said: "Brother Luo Chun, don't worry, have you forgotten the mission of the king?"
Hearing this, Luo Chun raised his eyebrows slightly.
"No, I will never forget the mission, but since the person is gone, I'm afraid the mission won't be completed."
"There are still some disciples in our gun academy alive, that's enough." After saying this, Nangong Wentian continued to close his eyes and rest his mind.
Luo Chun looked at Nangong Wentian's expression carefully and couldn't figure out why.
but!
He let go of half of the worries in his heart. If the student dies, he will die. This is not the point. The point is that he cannot complete the task of the leader of the country and cannot cause a huge blow to Ning Guo.
At that time, he will be in the country and at home, seeking fame and fortune. It doesn't matter what he wants. Going back will be worse than death.
Now that he heard Nangong Wentian's reassuring words, he felt slightly at ease, so he didn't say anything more and sat back honestly.
Monk Bua frowned and was still thinking about something. At this time, Mo Yingxue's name turned red completely.
The last hope dies!
According to the ranking, Xuanwen Sword Academy is at the bottom, and the tasks assigned by the Ningguo King are destined to fail.
He didn't pay attention to what the deans of the Sword Academy and Spear Academy said.
However, Li Jingtao listened clearly and was slightly horrified.
There was something in the words of the two deans, and they seemed to be pointing to something, which further showed that they were colluding with each other.
And it's obvious that they care so much because of the competition between the five academies.
Since as a dean, his cultivation level is above the realm of Taoism, it is absolutely impossible for him to have a narrow vision.
What are they planning?
Li Jingtao frowned.
Bai Chenhai whispered: "Do you want me to check it out?"
"No need, they have already planned it. If you check it now, it's too late." Li Jingtao shook his head.
At this moment, a devil-like face slowly emerged, occupying the entire imitation map of the ancient world.
The names on it were erased one by one, and the patterns on it were also erased.
The devilish face slowly solidified, then protruded, and the facial features gradually became three-dimensional.
"I am the Spirit-Swallowing Heavenly Lord. It is a great honor for you to listen to my voice."
"Now I want to make you a deal, a deal you can't refuse."
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Within the secret area, in the center of the ruins group.
The 20-foot-long, wide-and-high cube continued to vibrate, and the cracks on the ground became more and more numerous and deeper.
Some of the surrounding small square bodies were submerged into the ground one after another, as if being swallowed and fused by something.
Lin Ming and others retreated tens of feet one after another.
Glancing at the cracks on the ground closest to him, Lin Ming frowned into a frown.
"This chasm is too deep. It seems like you can see the magma underground."
"What kind of monster did the Three-Eyed Tribe release?"
"He is not a monster," Li Qing shook his head, "As I said, he comes from the superior clan that created the Three-Eyed Clan."
At this time, Jing Chang, who was tied to the wooden stick, shouted: "Don't chat or study yet. Put me down quickly."
"This is so unfair. Why doesn't Li Qing need to be tied up? I have to be tied up as if I'm going to be skewered and roasted by you in the next second."
Having said this, Jing Chang's face suddenly turned bitter, "No, Brother Lin Ming, Uncle Lin Ming, has anyone told you that cat meat is not delicious, it is sour, smelly, and bitter... Please do a good job. , don’t eat me.”
"You are really a logic genius." Lin Ming complained with his brows twitching.
Then he pointed his sword.
brush! brush!
The log and rope were disconnected, and Jing Chang regained the ability to move.
Lin Ming raised his finger, "Now there is a big problem in the secret realm. Come and help me. When the matter is over, I will give you your freedom."
