The twelve stars of the sky broke into the academy.

Nearly 100 students behind the gate of the college were also lined up.

Helplessly, the gap between the cultivation of the students of the academy and the twelve stars of the heavens is like a chasm.

After the figures of the Ten Dao Cultivators were all in the Tribulation Realm, they were like entering a no-man's land after entering the academy, and no one in the academy could stop them.

Nearly 100 students fell to the ground!

The swords are scattered!

Wail!

And then there was a dead silence!

The ten unkind figures of the comers were divided into ten roads, and they went to the five-character gate of the outer courtyard, the library building, the mirror platform, the Bodhi Garden, the Forgetful River and the dust-free view.

They walked between the courtyard of the college and the winding path.

Everywhere they passed, the academy students and Tsing Yi teachers who were guarding the corners of various intersections, and even the six-character sect masters of the realm spiritual aperture, all fell to the ground.

And then the blood flowed like a river!

In the forest, under the eaves, in the porch, on the peach side...... The twelve stars of the sky stepped on the stone steps, and the stone steps shattered. Passing by the courtyard gate, the courtyard gate was shattered. Touching the wall, the wall shattered. Looking at the peach and plum grass, the peach and plum grass all withered.

There is a pond in the Bodhi Garden, and many fish jump up uneasily, and when they fall into the pond, the pond is already blood-red.

There are schools of reading and preaching in the five-character gate of the outer courtyard, and the schools have collapsed.

The library building suddenly burst into flames, and countless six-character doorway ancient book secret exercises were burned along with the fire.

A winding mountain road connects the seventeen Spiegel Towers, and when one steps on this path, the Spiegel Platforms slope towards the cliff and then crumble into countless bricks and fall into the cliff......

After the ten figures entered the academy, they began to kill mercilessly!

Just as they had carried the holy mountain through the mountains to this Bodhi Mountain, they all chose to take the straightest path.

In order to save time, it is not too late to change.

Because the straightest road is the nearest road.

Neither the magnificent gate nor the elegant courtyard stood in front of them, but they could not block their way. Along the way, flowers are scattered all over the ground, bricks and stones are scattered, and whether there is a road or not, it will eventually become a road.

The academy was filled with smoke and fire......

Looking at the smoke and dust that was rapidly approaching the Forgetful River, the old gentleman in the library who guarded the body of the Taoist Sect with Huang Fuyi in the glacier looked slightly grim.

Before entering the academy to learn swords from the Taoist sect, Mr. Daokui, who was persecuted by the Duan family, was familiar with the various methods of the Twelve Stars of Jingtian, so from the faint breath of smoke and dust, the old man Daokui vaguely guessed who the came.

The same situation happened on the mountain road leading to the dust-free Taoist temple.

......

Jiang Manlou personally led three thousand red robes to rush on the wasteland, setting off a torrent and smoke and dust.

They were nearly fifty miles away from the academy, and although they had a little loose cultivation along the way, they could see the three thousand red-robed figures, and they all got out of the way.

The name of the three thousand red robes of the young master of the Jiang family, the first family in the world, is not weaker than the Kunlun Mountain Emperor Alliance of Tianji Pavilion. This is not to say that the Jiang family's power is above these super-first-class sects, just because there are too many rumors and rumors about the young master of the Jiang family in this world.

A young master army like the Three Thousand Red Robes, who is eating and drinking and smashing the field, will naturally not be less frequent than Jiang Manlou when he appears after tea and dinner.

On the wasteland, Jiang Manlou, who was at the forefront of the torrent, suddenly waved his hand, and the three thousand red-robed horses hiding many academy students were all lifting the reins of the horses, and thousands of fierce horses raised their hooves and roared, neighing continuously.

A commander from the Jiang family immediately stepped forward to stand side by side with Jiang Manlou.

Jiang Manlou looked into the distance and squinted his eyes.

In the sight, there was a burst of big flags, and the iron-armored light horses with smoke and dust rolling along the way gradually came into sight under the sound of countless horses and heavy cheers.

Jiang Manlou gradually saw clearly the big flags waving in the smoke and dust.

"It's the Iron King Banner Tianzi Banner!" the commander said with a little surprise in his words, and turned to look at Jiang Manlou.

"Is that brave and unscrupulous guy the Heavenly Punishment Commander?" Jiang Manlou muttered to himself, and then fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

The linden tree shook gently.

The light of the three thousand bodhi began to dim a little.

For Dean Zhuang, it was extremely difficult to contend with the out-and-out Divine Guiding Realm Saint by cultivating in the Tribulation Realm, even in the three thousand worlds of this Bodhi Tree.

Moreover, the tenth-ranked Yunweaving Jizo of the Divine Soldier was sent to Xue'er, otherwise with the power of the net, coupled with the dominance of these three thousand galaxies, it is not difficult to say that there is a possibility of imprisoning the Tiandong Divine Statue here.

But reality is reality after all.

Dean Zhuang looked at the Taoist in Tsing Yi in the distance in front of him.

The robe on the tall body already had countless openings, soaked in blood.

In a very short period of time, he was at the peak of his state and fought head-to-head with the Tsing Yi Dao people for nearly a hundred rounds, destroying hundreds of stars in the galaxy, and even the chain that tied the crystal wooden coffin was shattered.

The wooden coffin behind him was leaning and falling.

And Dean Zhuang's body was also greatly damaged.

But he still couldn't take advantage of it.

The cultivation methods of the Tiandong Statue are far above his guess.

"Kunlun Tribulation, Bodhi Death...... This is a verse in troubled times, and the old Tao of Wuxiang still dare not disobey, what is the use of insisting so much with your strength?" Chen Sheng, a Taoist in Tsing Yi, stood in the middle of the galaxy with his hands in his hands, and his body burned with a scorching battle intent, which made the stars stay away.

These are just the first two sentences of the verse. The sky is changing, and the devil's gate is now ...... Chen Sheng, don't you know that one day, the Eight Hundred Sects will repeat the mistakes of the Academy?" Dean Zhuang coughed lightly, and blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and this seat always believes that after the troubled times is the prosperous times, if my blood can be exchanged for the great world, why not do it?" Chen Sheng said.

"It's just a pretense of your hypocrisy! you slaughtered the academy and destroyed the thousand-year-old Daomen Holy Land, how could I not know what you were up to?" Dean Zhuang sneered.

"Then you have no chance of surviving!" the expression of the Taoist in Tsing Yi showed determination.

He took a step forward.

A cyan Dao lotus rose from his feet.

He walked towards Dean Zhuang.

He gave birth to Qinglian step by step.

An ancient book appeared in his hand. It was the book he had read many years ago when he rode Razor across the sky.

It was a heavenly book that fulfilled the supreme path of his saintly body.

The book fluttered off a yellowed page.

The pages fell into the galaxy and then burst into flames.

The pages burned.

The book also burned.

The fire of Taoism spread to the cyan lotus, and the lotus also burned.

The fire lotus flew up, and the fire lotus touched the stars, and one star after another burned.

The three thousand stars were immersed in the fire of the green lotus industry in an instant.

And so the stars began to explode.

The dark galaxy was red, and Dean Zhuang's figure gradually blurred in the sea of fire and fire of Qinglian Industry, and then turned into ashes.

Tsing Yi Taoist people still walk among the stars and the sea of fire.

He looked up at the crystal coffin that the stars had exploded and fallen.

He raised his right hand and dragged the coffin.

A violent force emanated from his arm and reached the coffin, which shattered open.

The body of the Bodhi Ancestor that had not decayed for thousands of years was instantly devoured by the Qinglian karmic fire!

......

Two figures stood under the Bodhi tree.

A green coat, a courtyard robe.

Tsing Yi opened his eyes.

Dean Zhuang's body began to shatter, like the dried bark of an old tree, shattering piece by piece, and then falling into the sky with the nameless wind.

The ancient Bodhi tree, which reached into the sky, began to shake.

Shaking violently.

The three thousand bodhi seeds on the tree finally dimmed to the point of no light.

As if the fruit was pecked by a bird, a Bodhi seed trembled and fell!

Under the Bodhi tree, a Bodhi rain followed, and all 3,000 Bodhi fell to the earth!

Countless deep pits were smashed into the earth.

With a crisp cracking sound, the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree broke at its waist, and one pavilion after another in the academy collapsed and destroyed in an instant!

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