To the north of the rock, there is a majestic mountain, called Wuling, and the first academy that shook the world is located here.

Wuling Academy has been inherited for a long time, and I don't know how many Tianjiao talents have been cultivated for hundreds of years, but now the spiritual power on Wuling Mountain is no longer there, but it is still an unattainable cultivation holy place for young people in the world.

With the disappearance of spiritual power on the land of Shenzhou, this mysterious and unpredictable cultivation holy land in the eyes of the world has also completed its mission, and now it is about to be destroyed.

The tranquility of the past is no longer on Wuling Mountain, and the countless students who live in seclusion here, although they are unwilling, can only walk down the mountain step by step with their regret and reluctance under the order of the dean's bookworm.

"Looking at this situation, I'm afraid that in two days, this spiritual mountain will completely turn into nothingness......

The students were reluctant, and the bookworm, who was the dean, was obviously even more uncomfortable, because it had everything for him and the whole meaning of his life.

The smell of sulfur in the air became stronger and stronger, the temperature around him continued to rise, and the soil and rocks under his feet became extremely hot, not to mention the few sprouts that Lin Zheng had worked so hard to feed, at this time the greenery faded, and only dry and yellow remained.

The founding purpose of the institute is to be able to continue the inheritance of practitioners and find suitable masters for countless magical methods, so that the human race can flourish.

The world only knows that it is difficult to enter the Wuling Academy, but they don't know how many unpredictable and amazing people have walked out of the Wuling Mountain for thousands of years, but this secret is revealed to the world today.

Thousands of students and deacons gathered at the foot of the mountain, and they all looked up at the mountain as if they had discussed it in advance, and among them were gray-haired old men, middle-aged monks in the prime of life, and young and vigorous young men.

Except for the attic of those houses, all the other items, or cultivation books, spell tips, rare materials, etc., were all brought to the bottom of the mountain, and when it was unusual, he had to do extraordinary things, and the bookworm was very decisive, and he made this decision painfully in order to continue to pass it on.

His figure appeared on the edge of the mountaintop, and even though the thousands of people waiting at the bottom of the mountain looked far away, they could only see a vague outline, which stood like a pine, standing majestically, and like a breeze blowing dust, elegant and leisurely.

That figure is their dean, the spiritual pillar of the Enlightenment Academy!

At the foot of the mountain, people knelt down, and people spontaneously bowed to the great old man, and the cries and shouts were endless.

Wuling Academy has cultivated countless students, and these students are the root of the destruction of Lingshan, if it were not for their existence, then how could this Lingshan come to an end so quickly, as the dean, the bookworm knows it, but he has no regrets, and even has already thought of a way back for himself.

And that road was destroyed along with Wuling Mountain.

Like those who are still determined to stay in Nanjin City in the face of the changes in southern Xinjiang, the bookworm is reluctant to leave, and he is not willing to leave, he wants to be the companion of Wuling Mountain, even if it disappears, or falls into boundless purgatory.

Looking down at the black shadow under the mountain, the heart of the bookworm swelled with pride, and finally lived up to his trust, he has been fighting for the rise of the human race all his life, and now the black oppressive figure under the mountain is the answer.

He didn't move, he didn't even blink, he wanted to carve all these people down the mountain into the depths of his soul.

At this moment, he suddenly shouted: "If you don't leave at this time, wait for a while, get out of here!"

The cry under the mountain was louder, but the bookworm had made up his mind, and he was not moved in the slightest, and at some point, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look in the direction of Rock City.

In that direction, two black shadows quickly approached, and the bookworm smiled.

He clasped his hands into fists and bowed respectfully to the black shadow in the sky: "Meet the spirit!"

It was the War Spirit and the Nether King Beast Little Purple Night, who else could stay in the air for a long time?

Not to mention flying straight from Rock City!

"Really, not leaving?"

Lord War Spirit was a little annoyed, and the people with one tendon had seen too much, which made the old man really angry.

The bookworm straightened up and smiled heartily: "I really don't want to go." ”

"Humph!"

Two cold breaths erupted from the nose of Lord War Spirit, and even the heat around him seemed to be frozen, and for a moment it seemed to be a cold winter.

"How does your apprentice know how to find death and life in the future?"

There is only one disciple of the bookworm in this life, and that is Lin Zheng who is far away on the southern border, and he can be said to have poured all his efforts into this disciple, and this disciple is the most reassuring person for the bookworm.

Although Lord War Spirit is playing in the world, it knows the fate of the bookworm, so it wants to wake up with this, but the bookworm obviously let it down.

Listening to Lord Zhan Ling talking about his apprentice, the bookworm was obviously distracted for a moment, but his will was so firm that he quickly walked out of it.

"He, with his creation, I, with my fate, please don't persuade the spirit?"

Hearing this, Lord War Spirit's temper immediately flared up, and its jade-white body turned red in the blink of an eye, and the space around its body was distorted.

"At a time when the heavens and the earth are in turmoil, wouldn't it be selfish for you to think about how to turn things around and benefit the living beings in the world?"

Facing the scolding of Lord Zhan Ling, the bookworm smiled stupidly, at this time, he seemed to be experiencing the flow of time, and returned to the time when he first went to Wuling Mountain.

But all this is just as if, the will of heaven is indisobedient, he can never go back to the past, a moment he suddenly woke up, but the infatuation left on his cheeks has not subsided.

"Heaven and earth are in turmoil, can the spirit make a decision?"

The sudden question made the War Spirit Lord a little confused, and after thinking about it, it could only shake its head: "There is no decision. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Hearing this answer, the bookworm was not surprised, he laughed loudly, laughing so much that tears flowed from his eyes.

"The spirits are powerless, so what can my thin body change?"

Lord Warling's words had always been reasonable, and the bookworm's words were very reasonable, and it could not find any reason to refute it, and the irritable arrogance that enveloped its body quickly subsided, and finally everything was calm.

So the spirit no longer admonishes. ”

The bookworm was satisfied, and he smiled and said, "There is a spirit to send me on my last journey, this life is enough!"

After that, the body of the bookworm slowly rose into the air, and he was magnificent, at this time he was like the second sun in the sky, dazzling!

At a certain height, the bookworm stopped in the air, and he took one last glance at the world, then slowly closed his eyes.

Not long after, the earth suddenly began to shake regularly, like waves in the water, and the thousands of people at the foot of Wuling Mountain hurriedly swept into the distance, and no longer dared to stop at the foot of the mountain.

The low voice sounded one after another, from the depths of the earth, from the Wuling Mountain, until the strange sound became softer and weaker, faint and inaudible, the Wuling Mountain suddenly split from the center like a lotus blooming, and then the mountain turned into countless petals, pouring in all directions.

The buildings on the top of Wuling Mountain fell apart in an instant, turning into their original appearance, and the anger of the earth seemed to have reached the extreme, and a "woo" sound like a demon's roar suddenly sounded. At the same time, the temperature in the air rose violently, and the Wuling Mountain, which had been scattered in all directions, turned into a sea of fire in a blink of an eye, and those mountain rocks were melted into magma by such high temperature before they landed.

This is the end, after that, there will be no Wuling Mountain in the world, and at the same time, there will be no Wuling Temple in the world.

The place where the Wuling Mountain beneath the bookworm turned into a huge magma lake, and it was still slowly spreading towards the surrounding world, and the rolling heat wave continued to steam towards the sky, accompanied by thick smoke and unbearable smells.

By this time the thousands had retreated to safety, they stopped, turned back to look at the tiny black dot in the air, and the crying continued, the shouting shook the sky, they all shouted the same name.

The black dot didn't move, it didn't go up, it didn't go down, it didn't burn with the heat, it wasn't engulfed in smoke.

At this time, Lord War Spirit was staring at the huge magma lake below, its eyes were constantly changing like a world, and after a few breaths, a bulge formed in the center of the magma, and its volume was rapidly increasing.

"Here ......