The Human Emperor closed his eyes, and his withered and old claws slowly touched his ribs.

The seventh rib on his chest was visibly dented!

"My Loving Bone ......"

He muttered to himself, a touch of complexity appeared in his cloudy eyes.

He is merciful and righteous, and 10,000 years ago, for the sake of that long road with no end in sight, he chose to put all his benevolence into the seventh rib, and put this rib on the eighth layer of the Shura battlefield with his own hands.

Time passed day by day.

And the evil clan, when everyone was ready, but unprepared, invaded Zhongzhou.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

On the square of Zhongzhou College, everyone was waiting.

Ren Pingsheng is no longer dressed as a scholar, he changed into a black robe, and the hem of the black robe is sewn with a delicate auspicious cloud pattern, exuding a ray of blue cold light.

After a thousand years, he wore this once, representing the dean's uniform of the strongest academy in Kyushu.

He had only worn it twice, the first time when he took over as dean, and the second time it was now.

In just two years, Ren Pingsheng seems to have aged a hundred years all of a sudden.

His face was full of furrows, and his kind and tolerant eyes appeared, and at some point, a trace of fierceness appeared.

Ren Pingsheng stroked the long sword in his hand, and the long sword hummed, as if in response to his old friend.

"Back then, I went all over the world with a sword!"

"Now I'm slashing the evil clan with a sword!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, full of pride!

is like the eighteen-year-old boy who used to be an eighteen-year-old boy who is bound to use the sword in his hand to cut off the injustices in the world.

"Where are the Zhongzhou disciples?"

Ren Pingsheng shouted.

The 100,000 disciples in the field clasped their hands into fists and responded in unison:

"The disciple is here!"

Ren Pingsheng's eyes burst into a gleam, and he shouted:

"Okay, today, I will lead you to drive out the evil clan from Kyushu!"

The dean of Zhongzhou Academy, twenty-eight elders, and 100,000 disciples flew into the sky in unison, like a strictly organized and unstoppable army, and their morale soared into the sky, as if they were going to trample on the day.

Li Xin'er is the second-highest cultivator in the Three Tribulations Realm, and as the best among the disciples, there is no doubt that she is ahead of the curve.

She clenched the long sword in her hand, and at one last glance, she looked at the Pure Land of Zhongzhou Academy, and then turned around.

"Chen Xin, I will try to survive!"

"You're waiting for me......"

Motian, wearing a black armor today, with a sharp and striking gaze in his eyes, after Li Muxue died, there was no smile on his face.

Lu Miaomiao and Liu Xinxin were mixed in the crowd, and there was no trace of fear in the hearts of the two of them.

Lu Miaomiao touched her chest, and there was a thick spell in her arms.

These runes were handed over to her by the nineteenth elder yesterday, and they contained a series of tenth-level talismans such as the Vajra Talisman, the Escape Talisman, the Defense Talisman, and the Ice Talisman.

Not only her, but also Liu Xinxin Xinxin, but also all the personal disciples of the Nineteen Elders, all received a lot of charms.

Liu Xinxin smiled contentedly, she leaned in Lu Miaomiao's ear, and muttered in a low voice:

"Senior sister, senior brothers always say that the cultivation of the nineteenth elder is not high, and you can't learn any spells with her!"

"But I think that Elder Nineteen is the best master in the world!"

Lu Miaomiao nodded in agreement, in her heart, she thought the same, the nineteenth elder couldn't teach them Taoism, but he gave the disciple the most precious thing.

These charms in their arms are something that these Zhongzhou Academy disciples can't buy even if they are bankrupt.

Not only the Nineteenth Elder, but even the Great Elder, who had always been strict, handed over to the three personal disciples yesterday, a lot of pills.

Even took out the elixir that he had treasured for many years, this master has always been strict and unsmiling, but he is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person.

Lu Miao frowned, a trace of worry in her heart.

"I don't know where Chen Xin went......"

"I hope he's still in Zhongzhou College!"

"This guy owes me a lot of rune paper, and when the demon war is over, I must ask him for it back!"

The neat team, for some reason, flew and flew, and there was no discipline.

"Senior Sister He, do you remember me?"

A disciple struggled through the crowd and caught up with the girl in front.

Senior Sister He turned her head and smiled shyly when she saw someone coming.

"So it's you, Senior Brother Huo! When you fight, you try to stay by my side as much as possible! I will protect you!"

Senior Brother Huo's appearance is very ordinary, but he looks very strong and has a dark complexion.

Hearing Senior Sister He say this, a rare flush appeared on his old face.

Senior Brother Huo took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and grabbed Senior Sister He's jade hand.

Said cautiously:

"Senior Sister He, today, I'll protect you!"

"If the two of us can survive by luck, then, we will ......"

Senior Brother Huo's face turned red, and he couldn't say the words in the back, and he was sweating profusely.

Senior Sister He squeezed Senior Brother Huo's big hand and said softly:

"I promise you!"

This kind of confession happens all the time.

It seems that the big war is coming, and everyone is facing this critical moment of life and death, and they are not hiding the love in their hearts, and they take the initiative to walk to the side of the person they admire.

"Wang Yue, what do you seem to have on your mind?"

He Zhiyu, who was beside Wang Yue, asked.

Wang Yue is a friend who met Chen Xin in the land of trials.

"Hey, I'm just a little worried! After all, my strength is only in the realm of heaven and man!"

He Zhiyu laughed twice, and enthusiastically put his arm on Wang Yue's shoulder.

Comforted:

"What are you worried about, it's nothing more than two situations, one is born and the other is dead, the husband has something to do and something not to do! Even if we die, we are heroes through the ages!"

Wang Yue nodded, and the haze on her eyebrows was swept away.

He then asked:

"Brother He, after the demon war, are you going to go out for a walk?"

"Senior brother, but when it comes to the heart of being a brother, the strength of the two of us is too poor!"

"If the demon war can survive, let's go outside together, okay!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The team of Zhongzhou College, after flying for half an hour, encountered two other groups of people.

The Great Pavilion Master of the Charm Pavilion, leading ten Pavilion Masters and tens of thousands of disciples, the Imperial Sword flew in the sky.

The national teacher, who also led the army, marched forward.

And on the flat ground, many demon beasts suddenly sprang out, they were the children of the demon clan, changing into beast bodies, running wildly on the ground.

Ren Pingsheng smiled with satisfaction, it was the first time that such a picture of working together was the first time!