An incomparably strong medicinal fragrance emanated, making people's noses can't help but stir a few times, and the tutor's eyes immediately doubled, but he quickly regained his composure, and touched his chin very embarrassed: "This, the Great Elder said that you are the only one, and it is really not easy to do it now." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zi Yunye knew what he was thinking when he saw his eyes, and he kept cursing in his heart, but he still took out another jade bottle and said, "There is a moment of peeking into the Heavenly Realm's three-grade Ordinary Injury Pill, even if we are filial to your mentor." ”

The mentor really smiled and said: "The young man is really good, okay, the old man will break once today, the three of you go up, but except for the Shipai Avenue, don't run around, all the students will not come out today, so as not to be seen by others and break the rules of the Genius Academy." ”

"Thank you, mentor, we know." Ziyun Ye and the three of them immediately nodded in agreement.

When Zi Yunye stood on the cross-shaped stone avenue that was almost the same as the Tianxing Continent, he frowned slightly.

Hu Jun directly introduced Lu Xiaofeng from the first one, the eight war gods and the ten war demons were exactly the same as the Tianxing Continent, and when Hu Jun stood under the stone plaque of Baiyunyan, this time he finally reacted.

Immediately he sat down, and Zi Yunye sat down in front of Ziling God of War one step ahead of him, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the seven gods of war in front of him and didn't react until the eighth god of war was shocked, he stared at those eyes and was stunned.

The three of them remained motionless as if they were settled, and the surroundings were quiet, but the sea of divine consciousness of the three people was not calm, and the picture of the ancient battlefield appeared again, and the bloodline inheritance began again.

Zi Yunye had it once, so he knew that it was just a transformation in his body, so he wasn't worried, and Hu Jun and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't control the vitality in their bodies.

Lu Xiaofeng's heart was shocked, he once again saw the corpses all over the field, the earth was red, the corpses could be piled up as high as a mountain, and the surrounding demonic aura was surging, a tall man with a blue sword in his hand was fighting fiercely with a man in black armor not far away, and the sky was thundering, lightning and thunder, it was very terrifying.

The man with the blue big sword suddenly turned his head to look at him floating in the air, the two looked at each other, Lu Xiaofeng felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly the man raised the blue big sword and threw it at him.

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, seeing the blue big sword rushing towards him, the ancient aura seemed to be smellable, but this man was clearly the Eighth God of War, how could he shoot him?

Lu Xiaofeng in the illusion was frightened, and suddenly disappeared when the big sword reached the distance of his hand, he was so frightened that he was soaked, and then looked at the opposite side, one of the legs of Lord Jinghong was nailed to the ground by a three-pronged sword, but his eyes were still looking at him, and two words sounded in his mouth.

Lu Xiaofeng read his lips, it was 'Hurry up!' Two words.

The fierce man in the black armor on the opposite side turned his head, his black eyes glowing red, and Lu Xiaofeng was so frightened that he suddenly retreated from the illusion.

The cool breeze blew, and he found himself soaking wet, like a chicken in soup, and it all looked so real, so real.

Turning his head to look at the two people next to him, he had already settled down, and then he touched the sweat on his forehead and sat down, closed his eyes, and the vitality in his body was running, and he was still thinking about that terrifying scene in his mind.