Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Imprisoned Space

Three days have passed, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day when the audit is over, and the two dozen or so people who survived have already arrived in the forest.

On the clearing, the remaining twenty people were all standing against the towering trees behind them, among them, only Mo Xiao and the three were exceptions, one was ragged, one was unconscious, and the other had been yawning, looking drowsy.

"It's strange, now that it's the end of the audit, why hasn't Dean Fang shown up yet!" A young man in a loose robe couldn't stand the depression in his heart, so he was the first to speak.

"Hmph! That bad old man is not a good thing at first glance, I guess I went to look for flowers and ask willows, and I forgot about us a long time ago!"

"I think so!" Soon, the atmosphere at the scene was instigated by the young man in the Taoist robe, and they exchanged ideas with each other.

At the same time, Gu Tengyun was pacing back and forth in front of a blood and qi barrier with his brows, while Fang Changchang behind him stood respectfully without saying a word.

"Mo Xiao, look!" Jiang Long, who had been yawning, suddenly frowned, pointed to the distance, and said softly.

Mo Xiao looked back, first stunned, and then turned his brows into a Sichuan character.

Where Jiang Long pointed to, a young man walked out covered in injuries, and his face still showed a strong killing intent, and this young man was Han Xiao who was cut into two pieces by Mo Xiao's sword, and now Han Xiao's reappearance made Mo Xiao and Jiang Long as if they had seen a ghost.

"Han Xiao!" Mo Xiao snorted coldly, and then he was ready to make a move.

And Han Xiao didn't pay attention to Mo Xiao, just glanced at Mo Xiao, leaned against a tree, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Seeing this, Mo Xiao was about to rush up, but was stopped by Jiang Long behind him.

"Don't be impulsive, provoke him, and everyone will be in danger. Jiang Long knew that the last time he was lucky to defeat Han Xiao was because of Mo Xiao's demonization. At this moment, Mo Xiao's demonic body must not be exposed, so he can only stop Mo Xiao.

Jiang Long's obstruction, Mo Xiao also calmed down. After all, it is not good for anyone to provoke Han Xiao.

"Han Xiao, how is my brother!" Mo Xiao glared at Han Xiao angrily.

Han Xiao, who was leaning on the tree, heard Mo Xiao's words, and slowly opened his eyes and looked at the unconscious Wukong, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart. "Not dead!"

"He can't die!" Han Xiao had also seen Mo Xiao's strength, and couldn't help suppressing the anger in his heart and said coldly.

At this moment, in Han Xiao's heart, he first wanted to stabilize Mo Xiao and a few people, and as soon as he went out, he planned to use the family's masters to kill a few people, after all, these people knew too many secrets about themselves.

As for Mo Xiao, Han Xiao has become a mortal enemy, and if he has the opportunity, he will definitely not show mercy.

"Hmph!" Mo Xiao also believed Han Xiao's words, after all, it didn't make any sense for Han Xiao to lie to himself now.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the future, we are all a family, and we don't have to form such a big grudge, and I ask you to take a step back. The young man in the Taoist robe held his fists and stood in the middle of the two parties, acting as a peacemaker.

"What does it matter to you if you don't retreat, what are you!" Han Xiao glanced at the young man in the Taoist robe with disdain, and a trace of displeasure crossed his face.

The young man in the Taoist robe smiled slightly, and with a wave of dust in his hand, a towering tree fell to the ground.

"You are provoking Ben Shao!" Han Xiao flashed a silver needle in his hand, ready to fight.

The young man in the Taoist robe shook his head slightly, "Your Excellency, the surname is Zhuge Mingyun." The words of the young man in the robe made Han Xiao's attitude change suddenly.

"What Brother Zhuge taught is that Ben is in his heart. Han Xiao withdrew the silver needle in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, fortunately he didn't make a move just now, otherwise, the entire family would be affected by himself.

"I don't know if what I'm saying makes sense?" Zhuge Fengyun turned to Mo Xiao and smiled, his face full of amiability.

"Brother Zhuge don't worry, we don't want to cause trouble. Seeing this, Mo Xiao also responded with a smile, although he didn't know why Han Xiao's attitude changed, but from the body of the young man in the Taoist robe, Mo Xiao felt an extraordinary.

"Hmm!" Zhuge Fengyun smiled and nodded.

The people around him, after hearing the name of the young man in the Taoist robe, many of them frowned, because in the minds of these people, they deeply understood the meaning of the word Zhuge .

"You don't get dizzy!"

Gu Tengyun, who had been pacing in front of the blood and qi barrier, heard an old voice sound, as if he had seen the dawn, and laughed excitedly.

"Old fellow, you know how to come back!"

A gray-haired old man stepped out of a shattered spatial rift, a smile on his face.

"Haha, what's the matter, it's not me! No!" A hearty laugh sounded, and the old man touched his pale beard and walked towards Gu Tengyun.

Gu Tengyun shook his head, "A lot of people are old, you can't help but be narcissistic!"

"Haha! What's the matter, I'm not convinced!" The old man who walked towards Gu Tengyun was the other dean of the Holy Spirit Academy, Ling Tianya.

"Obey! I dare not disagree!" Gu Tengyun looked at Ling Tianya with disdain.

Ling Tianya nodded narcissistically, "It's good to know!" Then he became serious again, "What's going on? ”

Gu Tengyun pointed behind him.

"This is!" Ling Tianya frowned, stroking his beard constantly. "Bloodline?"

"It should be. Gu Tengyun nodded, he wasn't sure at first, but now that Ling Tianya's thoughts were in line with his own, Gu Tengyun had also confirmed his speculation about the blood and qi barrier.

Suddenly, Ling Tianya's big hand was about to tear the blood qi barrier, but unexpectedly, the blood flashed, and Ling Tianya was shocked out, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

"Lao Ling, you're crazy!" Gu Tengyun grabbed Ling Tianya, who was almost down, with a worried face.

Ling Tianya let out a long sigh of relief, a trace of surprise crossed his face, "I didn't expect that the legendary Blood Realm would be so powerful. ”

"Hmph, you're not talking nonsense, the enchantment laid by the Heavenly Demon Holy Emperor, how can you and I break it. ”

Ling Tianya nodded slightly, carefully observing the so-called Blood Realm, his brows furrowed, he touched his beard, and shook his head.

"The Heavenly Demon Sword is still there. After a long time, Ling Tianya suddenly said.

"Haha, speaking of which, the broken sword has already turned into powder under the power of the Creation Ding and the God of War Stick. As he spoke, Gu Tengyun's face showed pride.

Hearing Gu Tengyun's words, Ling Tianya realized that something was wrong, "Old Gu, confused, how can the Heavenly Demon Sword be so easy to destroy!"

"Two spirit soldiers, even the Heavenly Demon Sword can't hold it!" In the end, Gu Tengyun was also lacking in confidence.

"Alas!" Ling Tianya sighed and shook his head, "Old Gu, you have forgotten how the Eastern Emperor Bell was hit so hard!"

"East" Ling Tianya's words instantly froze him. An old memory was turned over.