Gu Sheng was recuperating from his injuries in the back mountain, and Lu Hong soon heard the news.

The mountain behind Qinghe Academy is surrounded by many pavilions, the mountains in the north are undulating, but the south is a flat river, and the self-proclaimed elegant saint disciples often get up early in the morning to go to the bamboo forest in the south to study, and there are also traces of people in the middle of the bamboo forest in the evening.

The bamboo forest goes north and does not go three miles to the Miaoshou Rejuvenation Pavilion and the Xingzhi Library, it is said that the ancient sage Yan Lingshuang will recuperate in the Wonderful Hands Rejuvenation Pavilion, and will also go to the Xingzhi Bookstore in his spare time.

After Lu Hong swept through the bamboo forest, he stopped on the mountain wall on the side, from here he could already see the wonderful hand rejuvenation pavilion with the eaves upturned, the lights in the pavilion were bright, and the light was extinguished, but the magic of meditation was darkened as soon as it was opened, and when the divine consciousness was released, he saw a figure in the pavilion sitting cross-legged on the couch, it was the ancient saint Yan Lingshuang, and a black aura swirled in the pavilion.

The Heaven-Swallowing Old Demon did not sit in charge himself, but sent his generals to guard this place.

This ghoul is far more powerful than the ghoul planted in the disciple's body, even stronger than Xu Ziji, if he occupies the body of the saint, he will only have to turn around and flee for his life.

Lu Hong quickly retracted his divine sense, looked around, and saw that there was no one around, he took out the Demon Warrior Kasha from the Qianyuan bag and draped it on his body, jumped off the mountain wall on tiptoe, and swept towards the Miaoshou Rejuvenation Pavilion like a flying horse.

"Peng",

The door of the Rejuvenation Pavilion suddenly exploded, and a muffled sound came out of his nostrils in the various black mist, and before he could react, an open flame had already burned.

"Boy, look for ...... death",

Before he finished speaking, another tongue of fire erupted, and half of the black mist was dispersed.

The figure in the black mist was furious, and as soon as he turned his body, he threw himself towards the ancient saint, but halfway through, the tongue of fire struck again.

"The fire curse of the three gods, the natural disaster of bad karma, the fire of the Three Realms",

Lu Hong was a surprise, how could he allow it to occupy the body of the ancient saint? When he recited the fire spell of the three gods, the black waves of fire overlapped and drowned the ghouls, and the body of the ghouls was immediately injured in the blazing fire waves.

Knowing that it was impossible to occupy the body of the ancient saint, the ghoul who had also stirred up the flames on his body roared viciously, and suddenly rushed towards Lu Hong against the flames, and the black aura of the Dao Dao had reached Lu Hong's eyes with a slight flutter.

"Om tooth pro, om pro. The Buddhas are in cash. The god of Shara, the god of protection, chant the Buddha a thousand times, and the ghost leaves the body... All evil demons are turned to dust, and all evil spirits and gods cannot be slandered, so I ask the Vajra mantra of the ten lands ......",

The fire spell of the three gods has just stopped, the vajra spell has risen, the Buddha power flows, the golden light of the demon Gasha blooms, the black breath is purified by the Buddha power as soon as it is close, the power of the vajra spreads out in the Sanskrit sound, the ghoul is frightened, turns around and flees, it would rather face the fire spell of the three gods than face the purified Buddha power, but the palm print behind him quickly wears him out, the black fog disappears, and his body explodes with a bang, and it disappears.

Lu Hong's handprint of a nasal prison made this ghoul disappear, and then he realized that he had overestimated this ghoul before, and now he can be called the ghoul nemesis, the demon Gasha, the fire spell of the three gods, the vajra curse, the meridian divine soldier, and the handprint of the nasal prison all make the ghouls frightened, if there is no suitable body, there are only a handful of ghouls in the entire ghoul world who can wrestle with him.

Retracted the flames, bowed respectfully to the ancient saint who was sitting cross-legged on the couch, placed the body of the ancient saint in the coffin on the side, carried the coffin and recited the fire spell of the three gods again, the tongue of fire flew and rolled, and the Rejuvenation Pavilion quickly fell into the sea of fire.

"Fight the fire, put out the fire quickly, the magic hand rejuvenation pavilion is on fire",

In the bamboo forest and at the foot of the mountain, the disciples saw the black smoke rising into the sky from a distance, and the flames were shining, and they were so shocked that they immediately came up with buckets to extinguish the fire.

Lu Hong smiled, carried the coffin and flew down the mountain, and soon another black smoke rushed up below, followed by the second and third streams......

In this way, even a blind person can see that someone is deliberately setting the fire.

"If someone deliberately sets fire, don't patronize the fire, and send people to guard other intact places, and be sure to find out the arsonist",

Soon someone gave a proper command, but these nerds were not physically strong, and they didn't have any cultivation, even if they were prepared in advance, they couldn't help Lu Hong, watching the buildings and pavilions catch fire, but they couldn't even see Lu Hong's shadow.

After burning fifteen buildings in a row, running all the way to the edge of the small building next to the school grounds, Lu Hong was about to recite the Three Gods Fire Spell, when a sword aura suddenly attacked behind him.

"When",

Lu Hong turned around and pointed, and the sword qi that came from his fingertips was refracted out, and it didn't disappear until dozens of miles into the air.

A middle-aged man came with a sword on his back, his shirt swaying lightly, it was Xu Ziji.

"The Demon Robe... The dustless people of the God of Wealth Pavilion?",

Seeing the robe on Lu Hong's body, Xu Ziji's eyes couldn't help but stare at him.

Lu Hong was stunned, this robe was snatched from the old monk of Faxiang Temple, but he didn't expect Xu Ziji to regard this robe as the credential of the God of Wealth Pavilion, since this is the case, why not plan it? Thinking of this, Lu Hong's heart immediately turned a few more turns.

His appearance was different in Xu Ziji's eyes, and he thought that he was upset because the conspiracy of the God of Wealth Pavilion was exposed, and he snorted coldly at the moment: "The God of Wealth Pavilion has been cooperating with the ghoul world for a long time, and after agreeing to kill the limb ghosts, they will each take what they need and not interfere with each other, why? The Lord of the God of Wealth Pavilion fell into the well so quickly?",

"In the words of your human race, the birds are exhausted, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooking, but don't forget, at the moment, your God of Wealth Pavilion is not strong enough to ignore everything, even if we can suppress us from raising our heads, can it be that with Long Yan, Long Yuzhen and the two of them can deal with the Wuji Dao Master?",

Lu Hong's brows furrowed, the God of Wealth Pavilion and the Ghoul Realm have been cooperating for a long time, and they agreed to take what they need after killing the limb ghosts? This is to say that part of the land in Shenzhou has been traded by Long Yan and Long Yuzhen to the Heaven Devouring Old Demon?

First the body of a saint, and then the secret contract of the transaction, these two people really have no bottom line?

Thinking of this, his eyes also became cold, and said, "The Heaven Devouring Old Demon has been injured by the Wuji Dao Master, and the ghoul realm is also on fire in the backyard, what qualifications do you have to cooperate with my God of Wealth Pavilion?"

Xu Ziji looked at him fixedly, and said, "Who did you order to come to my Qinghe Academy? God of Wealth Pavilion Master, or Wuchen's own chaotic life?",

"Is there any difference?",

Lu Hong sneered, but his heart turned back and forth, it seemed that Xu Ziji and Wuchen were no strangers, they were very likely to have known each other for a long time, and Wuchen's status in the God of Wealth Pavilion was obviously not low.

"Of course there is", Xu Ziji said: "Your Excellency listens to my advice, Wuchen will not let you be an enemy of Qinghe Academy, you are here by the order of the Lord of the God of Wealth Pavilion, Qinghe Academy has been burned down in half, you can go back to pay the errand",