The sky is twilight, the sun is sinking in the west, the plains are vast, and the wind is bleak.

In Fenglan City, on a high-rise cloud pavilion, four figures look far away by the railing, where the eyes are looking, the slanting sun is shining, and the wordless battle monument is towering into the clouds.

Qing Cang stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were full of gloom, the disciples of the other three academies of Fenglan Academy had gathered under the wordless battle monument at this moment, but Ye Luo and the other disciples of the Northern Academy had disappeared for a long time.

Although he didn't know the details of the identities of the four Ice Souls, he also faintly speculated that the four Ice Souls entered the Void Battlefield with Yeluo, with the purpose of completely eradicating the people of the Saint King Academy.

However, the genius war was about to end, but he didn't see Ye Luo and the others returning, and when he thought of the three slaps that Shi Dabiao "gave" him, his heart became uneasy.

Yan Yun, the dean of the Southern Academy, glanced at Qing Cang coldly and said, "Old Qing Cang, you are so contemplative, don't you make any more calculations?"

The Holy King Academy is located in the South Palace, but not long ago, it was slaughtered by all the powerhouses of the North Hades Pavilion, which caused an uproar in the South Palace Pavilion.

What is unbelievable is that the slaughter of the Holy King Academy came and came to an abrupt end, and the inaction of the high-level of the Nangong Pavilion made the matter even more ambiguous, and it was only foggy.

Yan Yun, as a person from Nangong, although he knew that Nangong Pavilion's inaction must have thoughts, but the grief and anger in his heart were really difficult to calm down.

Qing Cang smiled coldly and said, "Yan Yun, as the dean of the Southern Academy, you have to work with me so much, how can you be full of slanderous words?"

Yan Yun wanted to fight back, and a voice of persuasion sounded on the side:

Hong Xiao, the dean of the East Courtyard, said: "The two of you each take a step back and say less." This time, we are not here to listen to your verbal arguments. ”

Ruihe, the dean of the Western Academy, nodded and said, "What Lao Xiao said is right, tomorrow is the day when the genius battle ends, so let's discuss it carefully." ”

Yan Yun glanced at Qing Cang, Qing Cang glared at Yan Yun back, and neither of them argued again.

Yan Yun said: "Let's talk about the reward first, the champion winner of each genius in the past can get four peak spirit treasures, this tradition remains the same, one spirit treasure from each of our four academies." Do you have any comments?"

Hongxiao and Ruihe shook their heads lightly, indicating that they had no opinion, although Qingcang did not express his position, he also looked tacit.

Hongxiao said: "I don't know if there will be any people from all sides to watch the ceremony tomorrow?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the other three people were all moved, and the people who watched the ceremony at the end of each genius battle were all high-ranking and powerful people in the Sifang Pavilion.

Qing Cang said: "There will be four adults in my North Hell Pavilion, and they are already in Fenglan City at this moment. ”

He smiled coldly, and there was a hint of superiority in his smile, the strength of the ghost, who didn't know about the entire Fenglan Academy?

This time, His Excellency Beiming sent four super powerhouses, so he naturally came to support the face of the North Courtyard.

Ruihe said: "Four adults, aren't they the four great killing gods of the Northern Underworld?"

Qing Cang smiled and said nothing, he squinted at Yanyun, and his contempt flashed away.

Yan Yun snorted coldly disappre一门ly, but he didn't respond, although he knew that if he spoke, he would definitely shock the three of them.

Hong Xiao said: "The adults sent by my Dongfang Pavilion must be no strangers to you. He smiled mysteriously, "The founder of the God Destroying Array, Dongfang Longxiang, accompanied by Lord Longxiang, there are also Canglong Qisu!"

As he spoke, he looked towards Ruihe, as if he wanted to know what big names would come to Ximen Pavilion this time.

Ruihe said: "I only have one adult in Ximen Pavilion, and there is no one with him, Ximen Xuangu, have you ever heard of it?"

As soon as these words came out, Qing Cang and Hong Xiao's complexions suddenly changed greatly, how could they not know the name of Ximen Xuangu? That was the descendant disciple of the Sword God who smiled.

After calming down a little, the three of Hongxiao looked at Yan Yun, they had all reported that their respective forces had come, but Yan Yun had not yet spoken.

Yan Yun smiled faintly and said: "Tomorrow, my Pavilion Master will come to Fenglan City in person, and there are not many people accompanying him, only the three kings, the seven houses, and the eighteen generals. ”

With that, he turned away, and his smile turned into a laugh, the laughter echoing in the attic.

Yan Yun left, but he was left with Hongxiao and the others full of surprise.

Hong Xiao said: "Nangong Pavilion Master is here, it's just a genius battle, there is no need for such a formation, right?"

Ruihe said: "Nangong Pavilion, one emperor, three kings, seven residences and eighteen generals, all of them came?"

Qing Cang's face was gloomy like water, he gritted his teeth with hatred, he looked hideous, and he was stunned for a moment, he brushed his clothes away, and he had to inform the four killing gods about this matter immediately.

At night, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, the wind is silent at night, and the sky is silent.

Under the wordless battle monument, the figures are crowded, and countless participants are either angry or dissatisfied staring at the ghost, they have fought all the way to this point, and they can use the wordless order to inspire the wordless battle monument in exchange for the reward they deserve.

As everyone knows, the shadow sitting under the monument is forced to destroy their thoughts.

Before this, there were many fighters who rushed up, in a vain attempt to break through the blockade of the ghost girl in order to exchange for goods.

However, between the wonderful fingers of the phantom girl's piano, they all ended up in ashes.

The angry participants also rushed up, but the sound of the piano was ghostly, killing invisibly, and in a trance, they felt that the entire wordless battle monument was shrouded in the sound of killing.

No one knew what kind of power it was, it came without a shadow and left silently, ghostly like a magic sound, and it had killed a large number of combatants one after another.

With the lessons of others, no one in the battle dared to venture forward, and they seemed to have no other way but to stare at the girl in disgruntle.

The girl turned a deaf ear to those angry eyes, and she kept her eyes soothingly closed, unable to see or hear.

She sat under the wordless battle monument, with only one person and one piano, shocking thousands.

Just when countless participants were angry, a shadow rose in the sky, and she flew straight towards the wordless battle monument, a glimpse of the sky.

Everyone tensed their nerves and stared at the woman without blinking.

The woman was none other than Ximen Jianxin, and at this time she flew forward, with a bright glow in her palm, and she drew a snow practice in mid-air.

Thousands of participants stared at each other, and to their astonishment, the expected sound of the piano did not sound, and the ghost girl did not see Ximen Jianxin's actions.

After a long time, Ximen Jianxin had already landed on the wordless battle monument with a palm, and by this force, a wordless order hanging in his palm suddenly disappeared into the monument.

The wordless battle monument is flat and stable, but at this moment there is a lot of shock, and a golden glow falls down in the sky with a "boom".

After three or two breaths, the golden glow had fallen into the palm of Ximen Jianxin's palm, and before everyone could see what the xia was wrapping, Ximen Jianxin had already put it into the storage bag.

Ximen Jianxin is not a person who is easily touched by her heart, but at this time, her aura is disordered, and there is a faint flush on her cheeks, which alone can be seen that what she has gained from the wordless battle monument is extremely extraordinary.

Ximen Jianxin looked at the motionless ghost, and then flew down to the gathering place of the disciples of the West Courtyard.

The sword slave looked calm, and did not ask what Ximen Jianxin had gained. He also had a wordless order on his body, but he didn't fly forward.

First, the genius war has not yet ended, at this moment thousands of participants stopped fighting in front of the wordless battle monument, but stopping the war does not mean that the war has subsided, and the war and chaos may break out at any time.

Second, the ghost girl sits under the wordless battle monument, as if she is not close to the living, Ximen Jianxin can step forward to exchange things, that is because in the eyes of the ghost girl, she is not a person, but a sister. The sword slave knew that the ghost girl was powerful, and he was not sure to break through its defenses, so he could only choose to stand still.

Not only did the sword slave not move, but the three young gods of war of Huofeng, Xuan Yan, and Dongfang Wenyu did not move, how could they not know the relationship between Ximen Jianxin and the ghost?

Of course, they know, and that doesn't mean that the other combatants also know.

Seeing that someone retreated after exchanging treasures from the wordless battle monument, the eyes of many of the participants were resurrected, and the essence was captured.

In an instant, one figure after another rushed up, and they rushed towards the wordless battle monument frantically with eagerness and expectation.

At this moment, the wind rises, and the ghost is in the air.

Just as the participants were flying through the air, the motionless phantom suddenly moved, her eyes still closed, and one finger fell from each of the hands of the Netherworld.

The fingers fell, the sound started, and the wind struck.

Invisibly, a series of cold and cold forces rushed out of the sky, these forces were extremely strange, and in the blink of an eye, they crossed the void and hit the surging crowd.

I can only hear the sound of explosions resounding through the world - "bang ......"

Those who rushed forward to fight only felt that they were suddenly wrapped in the fierce force that was intertwined into a web.

In a short time, their bodies were all torn apart, there was no rain of blood, no blood mist, and their physical and spiritual bodies seemed to be annihilated in this world.

Seeing this scene, the eager participants were silent, looking at each other, their heartbeats accelerated several times for no reason, and the buzzing in their minds continued.

They looked at the phantom girl in horror, at the woman who was stroking the piano and killing the sound.

If the ghost girl opened her eyes at this moment, just her eyes could deter countless participants.

With the death of the souls of a group of participants, the wordless battle monument fell into silence again.

It's terrifyingly quiet here, but above the head of Fenglan City, the pot has exploded.

Some of the academy's teachers had obviously locked the name of their own academy on the wordless battle monument, but with the sound of the phantom's piano, the name of the academy they were in disappeared from the wordless battle monument.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves, and the many teachers who are on the sidelines, where can they see such a scene?

Their disciples also gathered under the wordless battle monument at this moment, and everyone arrived under the wordless battle monument with the wordless order, seeing that victory was imminent, how could they bear to see their disciples slaughtered?

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