Chuling College, Outer Courtyard.

in a large hall.

On the first seat of the main hall, there sat a majestic old man, with white hair and a clear complexion. The red light on his face and his snow-white hair looked a little out of place.

At first glance, the fairy wind bones have the appearance of a master outside the world.

At this time, his face was serious, and a pair of lying cicada eyebrows were deeply locked.

Below him, a pair of young men and women were sitting in a precarious position, and the young men and women were not bystanders, but Yang Qingwan and Lu Yun, two mentors who had returned from Yuezhou not long ago.

The two of them looked respectful, even if they were martial artists at the peak of the Xuan Realm, they could feel the old man's vast momentum.

"Yin soldiers? You said that there were Yin soldiers in Yuezhou, and Wuyue Hou Chu Mad disappeared because he killed the Yin soldiers. ”

As the old man spoke, his brows furrowed even deeper, and between the two lying silkworm eyebrows, a Sichuan character was squeezed out.

"Yes, Dean Wu, as far as the two disciples know, this is indeed the case. Yang Qingwan hugged her fists.

"What the hell is going on?" asked the old man, curling his beard.

Yang Qingwan recalled it carefully, and then said: "Back to the dean, according to the official family of Marquis Wuyue and the disciples of Yuezhou, there are several disciples of Blue Moon City, on the way to Yuezhou to participate in the disciple exchange meeting, they met the Yin soldiers in the evening······

"Yin soldiers borrowed the way?"

The old man's body shook, and an astonishing coercion suddenly emanated from him, and the powerful momentum directly interrupted Yang Qingwan's words.

"Dongsheng burned the blood of the war, and the Yin soldiers entered the floating slaughter, crisscrossing the nine thousand realms, raising their hands to town the three wildernesses. ”

The old man sighed and muttered to himself, "It seems that there is going to be a terrifying event in the Dongsheng Continent. ”

"Something horrible is happening?"

Yang Qingwan and Lu Yun glanced at each other, and a touch of horror flashed in their eyes, and if they could make the vice president say the word horror, there would definitely be a big incident.

It's just that what the hell is going on? Yang Qingwan and Lu Yun and the others have been at a loss. The poem spoken of by the vice-dean had suddenly become popular a few months earlier, but no one could tell all the meaning of the allegorical poem.

When they first heard about Yin Bing, they also thought of the allegorical poem for the first time, and they always had a creepy feeling.

After sighing, the old man raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yang Qingwan, and motioned for her to continue.

"Hmm!"

Yang Qingwan nodded, and then said: "Due to the encounter with the Yin Soldiers, those disciples of Blue Moon City were contaminated with cause and effect, and were entangled by the Yin Soldiers, and half of them died in the hands of the Yin Soldiers, and later they entered the Wuyue Marquis Mansion. Wuyue Hou Chu Mad killed the Yin soldiers, and the remaining disciples of Blue Moon City survived, while Chu Mad didn't know what happened and disappeared. Some people say that Chu Mad was killed by the Yin soldiers, and some people say that Chu Mad suffered an ominous encounter. The disciple felt that no matter what the final outcome was, his disappearance would most likely have something to do with the Yin Soldiers. ”

Lu Yun spoke, his cold face was slightly solemn, and said: "Tutor Yang is right, with the strength of Marquis Wuyue, even if it is placed in my Chuling Academy, it is also a top powerhouse. Except for the Yin Soldiers, absolutely no one could hurt him. ”

"Hmm!"

The old man nodded: "Don't think about this matter, Your Majesty will send someone to investigate." Also, try not to spread the matter of the Yin Soldiers, so as not to cause panic. Those few disciples of Blue Moon City, don't disturb them. ”

"Disciple understands!"

Yang Qingwan and the two nodded, and the old man waved his hand and motioned for the two to leave.

"Uh·····" The two looked at each other, showing a hesitant look, but did not leave immediately.

"Dean······ The disciple has something that is not clear. Yang Qingwan finally spoke.

"Oh, what's the matter?" said the old man, smiling again.

"Dongsheng burned the blood of the war, and the Yin soldiers entered the floating slaughter, crisscrossing the nine thousand realms, raising their hands to town the three wildernesses. What does this allegorical poem mean?" asked Yang Qingwan.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the old man's face changed slightly, and he slowly exhaled a breath, and said heavily: "As far as the old man knows, there will be a demon within a demon in our world, and this world will be turned upside down because of his appearance. ”

"Shhh······ A demon within a demon?!"

Yang Qingwan and Lu Yun gasped when they heard this, and spoke in unison.

They were shocked by the old man's words, if there was a demon within a demon in this world. So, what is their fate? What will be the fate of this world?

·······

Woooo

Fierce sword qi emanated from Li Mu's fingers and landed in the crowd, but it didn't cause much damage. Martial artists above the intermediate level of the transformation of strength are not something that can be easily solved by exerting strength.

"Die!"

A sixth-layer martial artist jumped high, and the sword qi of the match slashed down with the sound of wind and thunder. Criticize Li Mu's Baihui acupoint, and the cold momentum is terrifying.

Meantime.

Phew!

A spear stabbed at him, and the cold light stabbed Li Mu's throat at an incredibly fast speed.

Holding a spear was a young man with a seventh-layer transformation, his powerful cultivation, coupled with fierce weapons, increased the anger of the whole person.

"Open!"

Li Mu shouted, raised his fist to dominate the sky, and his fierce fist emitted a rich metallic light, and he stubbornly met the opponent's sword soldiers. Shake the white blade empty-handed.

Click~~~

The sixth-layer warrior was shocked, his blade was shocked, and he was blasted by his fist, and the remnants of the scattered soldiers flew away, piercing him with several bloody holes, and the deadliest blade cut his throat and ended his life.

"Oh my God! smash the blade with your bare hands, this ······ How strong this is the flesh. ”

Many of the martial artists present were shocked, under normal circumstances, a person like Li Mu who smashed the sword soldier with one punch must be a martial artist who has passed through the Xuan Realm to do it.

It is impossible for a martial artist in the realm of transformation strength to rely on the strength of his physical body and the strength of his sword soldiers.

Of course, the man's weapon was only a relatively sharp mortal soldier, not a spirit soldier. Otherwise, Li Mu would never dare to be hard against him.

Phew!

At this moment, the attack of the long robbery also arrived, less than half a foot away from Li Mu's throat. It was about to go through his throat.

Brush!

At the critical moment, Li Mu turned sideways, and the "Eight-foot Swimming" under his feet was running rapidly, and while dodging the opponent's attack, he grabbed the head of the gun with his left hand and used a slight force.

The seventh-layer martial artist couldn't control his body and rushed forward.

Bang!

Li Mu raised his knee, which was as heavy as a mountain's iron knee, and slammed into the opponent's chest, the latter's body shook, his chest collapsed, and a row of bones in front of his chest were broken, and the whole person was knocked away by a boundless force.

"Wow~~"

The seventh-layer martial artist coughed up blood, only to feel as if he had been hit by a mountain, and the others had not yet fallen to the ground, his eyes were gloomy, and he had lost the breath of life.

"Oh my God! This young man named Li Mu is simply a fierce beast in the world. Someone exclaimed.