'It's a terrible fluctuation of demonic power. ’

After all, the students of Baiquan Academy are only demon painting apprentices, and there is naturally no comparison with a powerful demon painter like the Bodhisattva Girl, who has a hundred years of cultivation.

"This is no longer a battle that we can be involved in," Meng Xinyi, as the class leader, is responsible for each student: "Let's go, Teacher Qingmeng should come over soon, with her, we won't have... ”

However, before Meng Xinyi finished speaking, Qing Xueling and Shu Xiaomeng let out an exclamation.

"Whispering?!"

"What are you doing?!"

'Sure enough, it's her!'

Luo Xiyu broke free from the hands held by Qing Xueling and Shu Xiaomeng, and then in the exclamation of the two women, she directly cast the secret technique of walking yin and disappeared from their perception.

Meng Xinyi: "。。。。。。 ”

Groove !!

She just finished speaking, do you want to scold her like this?

"You go to the front and line up first and call it a mirage," Meng Xinyi immediately made a decision: "I'll go to the teacher and bring her back." ”

Although Meng Xinyi hates Luo Xiyu, she hates it just an attitude, not that she wants Luo Xiyu to have an accident, as the squad leader, she has the responsibility to take care of Luo Xiyu.

Of course, it's not by herself, Meng Xinyi is not so stupid, she doesn't have much ability, she has to pretend to be forced, her decision is very correct, if she can't do it herself, then go to the teacher of Baiquan Academy.

"Everyone, we have to go," Shi Qingmeng walked over: "Everyone has arrived, now let's start the roll call." ”

"Light Dream Teacher. Meng Xinyi: "I've already named two people." ”

"Two missing?"

When he heard that there were no people, Shi Qingmeng changed his lazy posture and looked at him: "Who is missing?"

"Classmate Qin Xuan," Meng Xinyi knew that Shi Qingmeng was powerful, and with her, Luo Xiyu would definitely not have an accident: "There is also classmate Luo Xiyu." ”

Where did Qin Xuan go, this, Shi Qingmeng is a little difficult to manage, after all, it is the emperor, he can come when he wants, he can leave if he wants, and it was originally Qin Xuan who asked to come to Buddha City, since he made this request, there must be something to do.

Therefore, for Qin Xuan's arrival, Shi Qingmeng was mentally prepared, and he didn't plan to mix.

After all, Qin Xuan's strength, Shi Qingmeng still knows a little, even if there is chaos in the mountains and seas, Shi Qingmeng feels that Qin Xuan will not have an accident.

But Luo Xi language...

"You go first, I'll go find her. ”

After Shi Qingmeng finished speaking, she turned around and left with a resolute attitude, as for her safety, this, there is really nothing to worry about.

The legend of the Seven Emperors, Meng Xinyi is like thunder.

Although the captain level of the mountain and sea officer is a bit far away for them apprentices, the strength of Shi Qingmeng is definitely not below the ministerial level.

If the Fallen Mountains and Seas Organization does not dispatch a strong person like Yin Tianzi, I am afraid it will be difficult to keep her.

"Really, go away at this time, that kid is really not worry-free... ”

Shi Qingmeng looked at the clouds in the sky that were gradually closing, and she knew that it was the enchantment that was closed again, which also meant that the great war above was about to break out.

Theoretically, this has nothing to do with her, and she shouldn't be involved in the dispute between Qin Tianjian and the mountains and seas.

But Bao Jiaxian is her fellow villager after all, a friend and neighbor who grew up together, in Kunlun Ancient Town, the residents are like a family, if Bao Jiaxian is in need, Shi Qingmeng is very willing to help him drive away the people from the Shanhai Organization.

"Iniquity... ”

Looking at more and more people passing by him, Shi Qingmeng sighed: "The struggle of the regime, bitter, will always be innocent people, Baojiaxian, even if you protect the Buddha City, will the people of Keqin Tianjian really allow such an uncontrolled city to exist under their feet?"

"This young lady, please stay. ”

"Huh?"

Shi Qingmeng seemed to hear someone calling herself, so she looked left and right, but unfortunately, she didn't see a human figure.

"Here, here, here, please keep your head down. ”

Hearing this, Shi Qingmeng lowered his head, and then saw a human-standing Erha dog.

"Are you talking?"

"Yes, it's me. Erha stuck out his tongue and lifted the traffic stick in his hand: "This young lady, you are going the wrong way, traffic is prohibited over there, and the exit is behind you." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry," Shi Qingmeng touched the dog's head in a friendly way: "I'm not leaving, I'm going in." ”

"Please forgive me for refusing, it's dangerous over there, please miss... ”

"I'm sorry," Shi Qingmeng said indifferently, "My student is inside, I have to go in." ”

"Whew!"

Shi Qingmeng no longer paid attention to Erha, jumped over, and jumped directly over the fence built by various people's cute dogs.

The white robe struck in the wind, and under the fluffy bloomers, a pair of straw sandals slowly fell to the ground.

"Gollum. ”

'This, what does this feel like?!'

Erha stared at Shi Qingmeng's back in a daze, and just now, he felt an extremely terrifying aura: 'What a terrible demonic power?'

The demonic power of each demon painter is different, and the feeling is also different.

Qin Xuan's demonic power is very delicious, Luo Xiyu's demonic power is gloomy and lonely, Sun Wuchen's demonic power is a little frenzied, and the poem is light and dreamy...

"Did you feel that woman's demonic power just now?"

"I've never seen such demonic powers. ”

The demonic power of the poem is like a high mountain, it stands there, majestic, tall, and makes people seem to have lost the hope of climbing at a glance.

Unattainable?

Yes, it is this feeling, just a back, a trace of demonic power, which brings a terrifying sense of oppression to these mountains and seas.

"At that moment, I had the illusion that I couldn't move an inch. ”

"What's more," said another bull terrier, "her demonic power is as hard as steel, if the demonic power of other demon painters is gas, it is stronger, like a river and a sea, but she... ”

Solid!

Yes, the demonic power of poetry and light dreams is as dense as solid.

"No, it doesn't seem to be demonic power anymore!"

"Not demonic power?"

"What's that?"

"I don't know," said a fox dog, "have you noticed that the woman seemed to be one with nature, with the heavens and the earth, and with the whole world, just by standing there?" ”

"This is ... ”

"I think of spirit animals," the human-standing Chinese pastoral dog wagged its tail: "Through the demonic power to conceive the body, it is constantly strengthened, and the powerful body can accommodate more demonic power, so that it continues to be a virtuous circle... ”

When it reaches the extreme, the demon power seems to be indifferent.

Because the spirit beast at its peak, all its power comes from the foul-like physical strength and the perception of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, in addition, there is also the endless, seemingly endless vitality, the combination of the two is the real power of the spirit beast among the four major mountain and sea beasts.