The man's face flushed, and his hands were sealed under the resentful gaze.

In the midst of the sudden movement, a rock dragon emerged from the ground, circling an extremely thick body.

The rock dragon roared, and headed towards Xia Xiao in the piercing sound of breaking wind. But before he could make a move, he was controlled by the black dragon behind Xia Xiao with strong and powerful claws.

As soon as the black dragon's legs stepped on it, the ground sank dozens of meters, and the vitality in the air condensed, solidifying into a heavy steel pillar, which fell with a bang under the divine thoughts of the Mandate of Heaven, piercing the ground. The pillars crossed in a certain degree, holding the rock dragon in the air, unable to move.

The nearly 100-meter-long rock dragon aroused the fighting intent of the disaster, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, so he jumped into the sky at this time, hooked the rock dragon's abdomen with both claws, and let it twist its body, all of which were clinging to it so that it would not fall. After stabilizing his body, Scourge unleashed a monstrous fire and headed for the drake's head. Scourge is extremely fast, and after reaching his ideal head, he begins to bite well.

Jumang is planted on the body of the rock dragon with seeds, and as it grows, half of it falls to the ground and half of it wraps around the rock dragon. The wooden dragon restrained the rock dragon, and its body could not writhe.

"It's your turn. ”

Xia Xiao looked at the divine sword beside him, and in a black-purple light, the warrior held it and tried to cut off the rock dragon as he jumped up. The Golden Spirit Beast was confident in its own strength, and even if it was difficult to split it in two, it would be able to inflict heavy damage on it. But countless contract beasts stopped it, and the scene was suddenly chaotic, and the noise was everywhere.

With the strength of Xia Xiao and the Mandate of Heaven, they naturally couldn't resist this army. In the midst of countless waves of vitality, their bodies retreated. But an old dragon's groan made an old man turn into a big wall, blocking the waves formed by vitality, and trampling the rock dragon under his feet, making it difficult to move.

The scarred wings swung in an arc, fanning out a terrifying gale of violence. Suddenly, the heavy sound of the wind lifted the ground for 100 meters, making it difficult for more than 300 people to move forward under the heavy wind of Jinxing.

In the wind, the cheekless man kept vomiting blood, and the blood was carried to his face by the wind, like a kind of humiliation. He had mixed feelings, had difficulty breathing, and his breath was sluggish, and he eventually collapsed to the ground, carried away by the wind. His departure did not attract anyone's attention, because everyone's eyes were on the black dragon in front of him.

The sky was no longer pitch black, but the strange dark brown light in the sky was eye-catching, and the hundred-meter-high dragon under it was even more palpitating.

The formation of the two sides has been set up at this time, and the academy has retreated a kilometer. The faculty members were ready to fight, but the students were stopped.

"We can go on too!"

Long Suihong had been preparing for a long time, and he also wanted to fight, but Di Muli sent a hundred instructors forward and said:

"Don't worry, most of your strength is in Zhimao, but these three hundred people are at least fruitful, if you want to fight, you have to wait. ”

Seeing that the predecessors were so determined, Long Suihong had to wait. The strength of the Venerable Realm is a great general in all countries, and even the existence of peak strength, but there are so many here. Is this the difference between the cultivation world and the mortal world? This gap is too big.

All the students gathered together, and when they looked into the distance, they could see the guys moving forward in the wind. They formed a large shield with their vitality to block the wind of Hu no return, but even if they broke through this heavy storm, they were already injured.

"Senior, remove it!"

One by one, the instructors sealed and when they cast their magical powers, the gale disappeared, and only the embarrassment of the three hundred people proved that there was a heavy gale before. The figures of the instructors appeared from the sky, the ground, or the ground, and immediately rushed into the three hundred people, and began this fierce battle to clear the portal.

The air waves overwhelmed the patches of barren grass, which was only a few kilometers at first, but after a few moves, it had a scale of ten miles, and finally even reached a hundred miles.

Long Suihong was in the rear, and finally knew why he didn't let his people go to the battlefield, because Xia Xiao and Destiny in the battlefield couldn't bear it anymore and retreated again and again. If it was only a few cultivators who had attained the fruits of the Venerable Realm, and they could still make a move while ensuring their own safety, hundreds of cultivators, just the qi waves, were strong enough that it was difficult to intervene at all.

Even the arrogant golden spirit beast and the good fighting scourge can't help but shout tired after a few encounters. Xia Xiao raised his head, looked at the huge Hu Bugui, and listened to him:

"Go to the rear, it's time for you to play later!"

Xia Xiao said a good word, and then ordered the contract beasts to return to the spirit contract space, and then retreated with the Mandate of Heaven. The latter turned into a light human form, and when he looked at Xia Xiao, his eyes showed a hint of surprise and respect. This guy had fought in the crowd like himself before, and although he couldn't kill the other party, he could advance and retreat in moderation. It seems that the gap between them will gradually become obvious, and it will not stop here.

Behind Xia Xiao and the Mandate of Heaven, the barren grass and mustard of the dragon chant shook the sky, but Hu Bugui just waved the dragon claw a few times, and he was out of breath, a little powerless. The rock dragon writhed its stout body, and after sacrificing a layer of flesh-and-blood rock armor, it broke free from the claws of the Hu Bu Gui Dragon's claws, and slammed into the rise, wrapping its legs and feet, and then writhing to make it fall.

The hundred-meter-tall black dragon fell, and although all the cultivators left, the mountains suddenly shook, raising a lot of dirt clods and mud and dust, and draped a mysterious curtain on this dark brown barren grass world.

"It seems that this old guy is almost at the limit. ”

Di Muli saw Hu Bugui turn into a human form, and although he used a sharp metal sword to pierce the rock dragon, he was already a little weak. As he sighed, Xia Xiao and Destiny returned to him.

"Is the old man alright?"

The Mandate of Heaven didn't like Hu Bugui at first, because the latter was a traitor to the Desolate Beast Forest, and as the first person to walk out of the Great Forest but stayed in the academy, he received a lot of public opinion. But after this period of getting along, the destiny of heaven gradually respected him, and the person who can carry the huge pressure to do what he wants to do is worthy of his respect.

"I'm afraid not. ”

Di Muli's face was solemn, and he didn't mean to joke, Hu Bugui's age was indeed older. He and Hu Bugui are both old friends!

Among the thirteen people closest to the top of the mountain, the senior sister is the oldest, but Hu Bugui is the oldest. When he entered the academy, he was an extremely special being. And now, he is in the last years of his life. It is estimated that in a few years, we will have to say goodbye to the Great Wilderness.

"Don't you bring the old man back?"

What the Mandate of Heaven said was also Xia Xiao's heart, but Di Muli shook his head.

"Let him go, he knows all these people, and this situation is the last thing he wants to see. ”

Hu Bugui has a good memory, and these more than 300 people, although not every one of them can be called by name, they are all familiar faces. They had studied at the foot of the academy, and some of them sat in the back row, and when they looked around without listening to the lecture, they even looked at him standing at the back door. The embarrassment of that moment, he now looks back on it interestingly.

It's just those kids who are distracted in class and steal wine after class, and they live into the last thing he wants to see. Those faces that were still a little immature turned into such a vicious appearance in front of them in the tide of memory.

Every time a group of students leave, Hu Bugui will secretly pray, hoping that they will have a good home, a good future, can leave a name in history, and be praised by the world, but they must take the right path, not stealing chickens and touching dogs is the basic, not acting for the tiger, and aiding and abusing is the principle. But since they have embarked on the road of opposing the academy, then he will not show mercy.

His trembling legs were like sticks, but he could stand firmly. There are more than 100 cultivators around, and they all want to make the academy pay a heavy price, so kill the leader of the foothills!

The cultivator rushed forward, and the vitality in the air was like a rough sea, with extremely undulating waves. Hu Bugui's crutch was changed to his left hand, and his right hand stretched out towards his hand, and the metal sword of nearly a kilometer was presented in a sharp posture.

"Bastards—"

Hu Bugui gritted his old teeth, and his cloudy eyes were full of anger. As a teacher, the last thing you want to see your students go astray is, but these guys are deeper than the other, and each is obsessed with destroying the academy. This made Hu Bugui, an usually kind old man, become an evil dragon, and he would come to exterminate the disciples regardless of his feelings.

The dry palms under the robe were trembling, and his old body would be like this when he exerted his strength, his body was getting worse day by day, but he would not drop the chain on the battlefield.

The thousand-meter sword of vitality is slightly offset, like a sharp dragon's tooth, it will cut off the unkind and unjust, the rebels who are rebellious, and cut off this academic feeling. Wherever the dragon's tooth of the sword passes, there is air and another world, and Hu Bugui, who has the strength of the ninth order, is equal to the Dao realm above the Venerable Realm. Although it is only the beginning, it is not a mystery that other realms can understand.

The world is destroyed one by one, like the formation of the sun and crumbling, and so on, and the breath of destruction in it turns the rebels everywhere they pass into ashes, a little smaller than grass mustard. The hundred-meter-tall desolate beast let out a miserable scream in the distorted air, and when the cultivators saw it, they dodged one by one when Hu Bugui gritted his teeth and slashed his sword.

Regardless of whether a cultivator flies to the sky or escapes to the earth, he will be taken out of the wilderness wherever he is located. The metallic light that flashed in the air was like a circle, making the top and bottom of the place where it stood become a cylinder more than 2,000 meters wide, dispersing the clouds and mist in the sky above his head, swallowing the ground under his feet, making it a black hole.

On the desolate steppe, suddenly there was a hole two miles wide, which was straight down and upward, isolating the air and destroying everything in it. An indescribable wave of qi suddenly dispersed in all directions, causing the entire wasteland to stir up a movement that could not be calmed down for a long time.

Seeing that the air waves were overwhelming, even if there was Di Muli blocking it, there was still a strong wind. Xia Xiao protected Ah Candle behind him, she was not strong, she did just to keep herself from being perceived by outsiders, he protected himself, and he protected her.

Xia Xiao's vitality is quite majestic, but under this qi wave, it seems too small, and even the qi wave that has been blocked can barely be stopped. Xia Xiao's face was constantly blown by the wind, and his eyes looking in the direction of Hu Bugui could not be opened, but the power in it was really too strong. He had been watching Hu Bugui's predecessors fight, but he only saw the long sword slash through the air and another dragon beast disappear, and then everything changed dramatically in just a moment.

The strength of the Dao can change the Great Wilderness, and when the entire world is in chaos, the rebels and the academy team who were still fighting together before are temporarily separated. They all looked at Hu Bugui with a tacit understanding, but there was already a void around him, there was nothing, and he seemed a little lonely and weird.

The black cylinder is somewhere under Hu Bugui's feet, maybe to the core of the earth, maybe there will be molten lava gushing out soon. Hu Bugui was not in a hurry, there was no strong wind under his feet, and there was nothing around, he just had a cold old face, and his right hand held the crutches again.

Hu Bugui walked on the black plane, walking out like walking on the ground. His pace was very slow, his face was facing forward, thinking that he had killed a hundred people with his own hands, and he was distressed but helpless. But what is even more helpless is that there are still nearly 200 people, or even more people, waiting for their own decision. He sighed and lowered his head, looking at the abyss, but he never fell half a step. Occasionally falling into the slightest, but also quickly pulling out his legs, not allowing himself to sink. Hu Bugui muttered, and his voice was regretful, but it could reach everyone's ears.

"Bastards, I taught you to choose your own path. I have also said that once you choose some paths, there is no way out, so you must think about them! Now you have chosen the wrong path, but I give you a chance, if you don't want to die, stand behind me. ”