For the rest of the day, the fighting returned to calm.

The return of bloodthirsty wildness, the courage to kill, and the unity of judging the situation allowed these teenagers to regain the upper hand.

The Relic Beast of the Desolation, which had been extremely terrifying not long ago, seemed to suddenly become less terrifying.

A small detachment, echoing each other to move forward, shaped like a salvo of ten thousand arrows, the privileged students who acted as the vanguard spared no effort, and the students of the Underground Academy closely followed their respective 'arrows', and with their assistance, the students of the Heavenly Academy also burst out with far more combat power than usual.

And those who still fight alone in the depths of the herd show extraordinary strength, the blade of the sword is sharpened, and the experience of life and death has stimulated their potential to the limit.

One person stretched out his arms like a knife, the cold air surged out vertically, quickly condensed, and the huge snow knife more than ten meters long was chilled down, and the beasts under the blade all turned into dead souls, and a crack in the earth spread forward.

A person holding a long sword, suddenly the ghost light bursts out, between the swings, the sword flies, unstoppable, but where it passes, there must be a relic beast divided into two, the incision is smooth as a mirror, sharp can be seen.

A person palmed the thunder, the electric snake danced wildly around his arm, the purple light flashed, he pinched his fingers into a gun, and stabbed sharply again and again, and the relict beast that pounced was not only pierced, but the wound was still exploding, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Wu Yuankong is like a god of war, and his armor is like a golden forging, which is the power of the extremely pure earth, and the golden light around him swirls, like several divine wheels flying, swinging out, immediately tearing apart the beast tide surging in front of him, and the corpses and broken limbs fly wantonly.

Looking at Luo Han again, the invasion is like fire, its speed is like the wind, he shuttles back and forth between the beasts, stirring the river and the sea, under a pair of iron fists, the beasts have lost countless lives.

Outside the Great Wilderness Mountain, the teachers couldn't help but be amazed, the students' performance was unexpected, and those people were even more breathtaking.

Although the reaction of the six elders was not so intense, it was just a good cover-up, and the excitement in his heart was not bad at all, even Xi Yao, who had always been cold, had joy floating on the corners of his lips, and even Qiu Wanzhu, who had always closed his eyes, began to stare.

Mo Li couldn't help but give a thumbs up, a precedent-setting martial arts, just a few hours, made these teenagers have such earth-shaking changes.

This really responded to Xuan Cang's initial sentence, 'This is not just a simple competition', and the growth of the students can be described as 'surprised'.

He said, "Dean......"

But as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted, "Good boy, this kid really has some doorways." ”

It's Sikong Mo, and the reference is Luo Han.

Yu Wenhao echoed on the side, "Indeed, his control of power is too perfect, and it is not even inferior to us, it is said that the power of flame is extremely violent, but I always feel that he has a diametrically opposite aura of tranquility, as if the sky is falling without shock." ”

Qiu Wanzhu suddenly said, "This son has cultivated two kinds of spiritual power. ”

"Two spiritual powers, how is it possible?" everyone was shocked and incredulous.

Xuan Cang said with a smile, "Qiu Lao has good eyesight, and sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy." ”

In a word, the conclusion of the coffin makes everyone have to believe it.

Sikong Mo suddenly realized, "I'll just say, how can this kid be so different, looking at others is bloody, looking at him is simply his mother's enjoyment, the shot is fast and strong, the move is deadly, and the body is not unagile, and he will never drag on when he blows, it is really ......"

He paused, scratching his head, "Huh, what's that word about?"

"Chic!" Xi Yao stared, her beautiful eyes raised.

"Yes, yes, it's chic. Sikong Mo looked at it flatteringly, and a smile instantly froze on his face.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed suddenly, and he was furious, "Hey, what are you doing? Don't allow the old cow to eat tender grass!"

Everyone's expressions froze, even the air, time seemed to stand still at this moment, and they couldn't believe it, "What? What did we hear?"

Sikong Mo regretted it as soon as he spoke, what kind of flying vinegar is it okay to eat blindly? If it weren't for so many people, he would have to slap himself in the mouth immediately.

Xi Yao was not annoyed, she smiled lightly and said, "What? Is it wrong for me to say that this little guy is chic?"

The voice is extremely gentle, gentle and abnormal, everyone can't help but pat their ears, this is too unreal, am I hallucinating?

Sikong Mo broke out in a cold sweat, he knew that it was over, and he didn't run away after being beaten badly, the last time he was like this, he didn't get out of bed for half a month.

Others don't know what this means, and they think that the relationship between the two has progressed to this extent?

Especially Mo Li, he was next to Sikong Mo, stabbed him, and whispered, "Okay, old strongman, you have a long ability." ”

Sikong Mo opened his hand, looked over viciously, and scolded, "Get out!"

Who can understand his mood at the moment, he can't wait to find a piece of tofu to crash to death, and he wants to cry without tears!

Mo Li was scolded by 'kindness' and was unhappy, "I said you old thing, why don't you know what to do?"

Sikong Mo had nowhere to vent, so he turned his heart sideways, regardless of the presence of everyone, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it.

Mo Li took a step back vigilantly, "What are you doing? want to fight? ”

Sikong Mo didn't care about him, the majestic aura was stirring, and a ridiculous competition was inevitable.

Xuan Cang stopped in time, "Okay, it's not over yet, I'm going to pick up the students, and you two will find a place where no one is going to have a good time after you finish the fight." ”

"Pick up the students?" Sikong Mo was startled.

At this time, even if he was dizzy, he was awake, and he couldn't distinguish the priorities, and he had really lived in vain for so many years.

Of course, Mo Li was happy like this, and it wasn't that he intended to cause trouble, but he also wondered, it's a little early to take in the students now, right?

Then he asked, "Is it over?"

Xuan Cang shook his head, "It's still early to end, but that big guy is coming out." ”

Mo Li gasped, "Is it finally coming?"

immediately looked at Xi Yao, "What did you release?"

Suddenly, there was a low roar from the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain, like a muffled thunder, all at once, very rhythmic, as if knocking on everyone's hearts.

Mo Li's face changed, he knew what this was, at that time he was still in the Monarch God Realm, and it was under the claws of this beast that he suffered a lot.

I couldn't help but mutter, "Flood Desolation Blood Demon ......"

Hearing these four words, although the teachers who have never entered the Great Wilderness Mountain have no idea, they can also imagine that this must not be an ordinary flood relic.

And the elders, except for Xi Yao, who knew beforehand, all had almost the same expressions as Mo Li.

Qiu Wanzhu stared at Xuan Cang and said, "You really dare!"

At this moment, the roar became more and more rapid, spreading in the Great Wilderness Mountain, and the mountain began to shake with it.

The students' qi and blood suddenly surged, and the slightly weaker cultivators directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Wang Shenjing was not much better, their faces were red and their throats were sweet, and they were as strong as Wu Yuankong, and several people also felt extremely sad.

The herd retreated like a tide again, this time not like receiving a signal, but like fleeing for their lives, crowding and trampling each other, extremely embarrassed.

Luo Han looked up, and at the higher part of the mountain, among the dense mountains and forests, a blood-like figure was running wildly, like a man but not a man, like a beast but not a beast, extremely huge, like a fast-moving hill.

His brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself in a deep voice, "Is this what the dean said about the big guy?"

(End of chapter)