The ascendants are all children of destiny in various small worlds, and when they gather together, they either have different views or racial conflicts, and they can't avoid contradictions, even if Jialan Public School has rules laid down by the gods and can't fight outside the martial arts platform, there are always people who can drill into the loopholes of the rules, and if they can't kill people, they will respond to people.

The ascendants of Lingyunju are all from the magical civilization, pay attention to blood, call themselves gods, and make enemies because they can't recruit Lu Shen, often rely on the upper reaches of Lingxi, soak their feet in the stream, bathe and poison and pour dirty things, and are forced by the predecessors of the mountain Lingju to kill each of them with three enemies and five on the martial arts platform, so that they can only cultivate to three percent, which is more honest.

Now the strongest predecessors of the Mountain Spirit House have left the Jialan Public School, only Lu Shen Huyi, who is not good at killing, You Jian Mo Haitang is low-key, and he goes to the mountains and forests in the practice area every day to hunt for credits, and rarely stages Wutai, the new Luo Jia and Mo Qian are cubs, especially Mo Qian is still a congenital treasure, which is eye-catching, so they designed the Mountain Spirit House to stage a Wutai team competition.

Luojia Lai Jialan Academy has been in the academy for half a month, and it is the first time to go to the Yanwu area.

The entire Yanwu area occupies nearly one-third of the space of the academy, and from a distance, huge stone slabs are floating in the air unevenly, the smallest is the size of a football field, and the largest seems to be hundreds of miles, like a floating continent.

The edge of the stage is upturned, shaped like a guardrail chair, which can be used as a seat for the audience, and the streamer of the talisman at the bottom of the stage flickers, and a huge number is marked in the center.

As soon as he entered the Yanwu area, Luo Jia couldn't help frowning, and he felt like he had entered the vegetable market area dedicated to killing chickens, fish, and rabbits, his scalp was numb, and his chest was tight.

The No. 9 Yanwu Platform is a medium-sized Yanwu platform, and you need to pass by several small Yanwu platforms along the way.

"Boom!"

The competition near a small martial arts platform on the left came to an end, and the losing side refused to admit defeat, and performed the self-explosion method, blowing himself and his opponent into minced meat together in a loud noise.

Luoga was frightened.

The competition on spirituality in the common sense of Jialan Encyclopedia is to cast their own spells, whoever is more clever wins, even if the duel is point-to-point, and it does not involve life and death.

Luo Jia thought that the martial arts platform here was a game like in the common knowledge textbook, and he was full of expectations, but he didn't expect to see the living people shattered in an instant as soon as he entered, the stumps were splashed, and the transparent barrier of the martial arts platform was dyed red by blood foam, and an eyeball hit Luo Jia and slowly slid down, the pupils in the eyes had not yet spread, and he stared at Luo Jia consciously and tightly.

All the excitement and excitement were frozen into ice, and the whole person was not good.

Mo Qian was the first to notice Luojia's abnormality, and the petals converged to form a flower bud to wrap Luojia inside: "Don't be afraid, you are inside, kill the enemy, I will come." ”

Mo Haitang turned around and said, "Wait a minute, you two don't play, good boys can't fight and kill." ”

The words are more tactful, in fact, Mo Qian may still be useful, if Luo Jia plays, it will be a weakness of the opponent for nothing, and it will be a hindrance.

In the end, Luo Jia and Mo Qian were waiting outside the field, You Jian and Mo Haitang were the main attackers, Lu Shen and Hu Yi were auxiliary and healed, and the four of them were empty-handed except for You Jian holding a sword.

Opposite the four of them, there are seven tall figures, each holding magic weapons and weapons, among which the main one is three feet tall, wearing gold armor, wearing a crown, holding a scepter, and the phantom of the throne looms behind him, full of spiritual light, high above like a god king.

No one is talking nonsense, there is an instant storm and rain on the stage, flying sand and stones, lightning and thunder, and strong lights are lit up from time to time in the dark, and then there is a loud collision......

The stage seemed to be shaking, and the transparent barrier rippled to cancel out the attack.

Luo Jia was afraid of seeing the terrifying scene and wanted to close his eyes, but his eyelids were disobedient at this moment, and he raised his eyes desperately, and his eyes reflected the picture of life and death on the stage.

You Jian's clothes turned red.

There were petals flying beside Mo Haitang, and a huge black snake tail was flicked behind him, revealing Bai Sensen's bones in several places.

The white deer had a broken horn, a missing front leg, and a red plum all over his body.

Hu Yi smashed to the ground and collapsed into a fox fur, his broken tail sprinkled aside, and his red fur color was not only his true color but also dyed with blood.

Four of the seven on the other side had died.

One was entangled by a fox into white bones, one was poked in the head by a deer antler, one made the tail of the Mobegonia snake wrapped into minced meat, and the other was chopped up by a sword.

You Jian's long sword divided ten thousand swords, leaving the other party with three heads, the separated heads were still alive, Mo Haitang and Bailu attacked, the largest head fused with the scepter, swelled violently, opened the mouth of the blood basin, and ate You Jian into his mouth.

Luoga heard the sound of chewing.

Blood is pouring from the corners of the mouth of the huge skull.

Luoga's chest ached, his spiritual power was out of control, a roar sounded in his head, his eyes were red, and he could no longer see anything.

“…… Luoluo ...... Liaison ......"

The voice seemed to come from the distant sky.

“…… It's scary. ”

A cool spiritual power poured in from the outside, swimming through the dantian and rushing into the sea of knowledge.

Luo Jia woke up suddenly, and the red in his vision faded, revealing several people in front of him.

The sword in white is like snow, the bewitching ink begonia in black, the delicate Hu Yi in red, the gentle Lu Shen in green clothes, and the large fleshy people who turn around.

Luo Jia raised his head, his eyes wandered over the roommates he had met for a long time, and he saw the care in their eyes.

Hu Yi, who seemed to be two years younger, laughed: "Oh, it's good to wake up, it's time for us to go on a picnic." ”

Luo Jia touched Youjian's hand, and it felt warm, and tears welled up violently.

On the way back, even if Luo Jia knew that it was the Mountain Spirit Residence that won, the top of the mountain would also return to the Mountain Spirit House in the future, and the people of Lingyun House would move away, but he still bit his lip and wept silently.

Luo Jia didn't want to cry, but he couldn't hold back his tears, so he could only explain that his eyes had been staring for a long time just now and he was stimulated, which was physiological tearing.

Tears fell on the fleshy body, and the thick petals trembled lightly, as if they had been burned.

During the picnic, Luo Jia's tears still did not stop, but he was the one who ate the most, and after eating, he went back to his room to practice, and he didn't waste time flying around.

The world of spirituality is not as beautiful as in the books, there is killing, light life and death, the academy's martial arts platform will be healed and resurrected after the end, but if you die outside, you are dead, if you are lucky, the soul can still be reincarnated with memories, and if you are unlucky, the soul will be scattered, and you can only be destroyed by the true spirit.

Luojia wants to practice immortality, wants to become an immortal and become a god, wants to go back to the earth to see his parents, and wants to go back and ask who that "Luojia" is!

Until then, she didn't want to die.

Buy books, practice digestion, take exams, buy books again, practice digestion again, and take exams again......

Luo Jia precipitated from the impetuous free form that he had just crossed, grasped the one-year novice protection period, and stayed in the dormitory all day to practice and earn credits.

Time flies by in the midst of hard practice.

Succulent regained his cultivation, the human form is about eleven or twelve years old, his race has no gender before he is a minor, Luojia sees that he is beautiful and only thinks he is a girl, Succulent likes to fight and kill, often goes to the martial arts arena to fight and defend, and when he falls into the disadvantage, he shouts to admit defeat and quit, and he has not died yet, and the credits he earns buy books for Luojia.