on the mountainside.

The humble hut had already been turned into smoke and dust under the huge collision.

The aura cyclone created by the collision between the seal and the god broke through the clouds and then pierced the entire sky, countless to the point where bright light fell from the sky.

Yin Wuyi was coldly suspended in mid-air.

The bright lights swirled behind him, then dissipated, then condensed, and finally converged into a huge ancient god, his hands clenched into fists, overlooking the earth.

The gentleman is confused with strange powers.

Wang Hu is a disciple of the academy and never thinks that there are gods between heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene at this moment, the eyes of several people revealed indescribable shock.

Wang Hu's eyes shrank, his realm was the highest, and he had the treasures given by the academy, so he naturally knew the consequences of that god only appearing, so he shouted: "This ghost of the Yin Netherworld Sect has magical powers, that guy is already in the Flying Ascension Realm, and it is useless to cling to the five of us, a few junior brothers, I will drag him down, you leave here quickly and go to the academy to find Uncle Su." ”

Now that the writer of the academy is Su Mo, it is a matter of the Yin and Netherworld Sect, so he naturally has to tell him.

As for whether he can be blocked by relying on the seal of mountains and rivers, Wang Hu is not sure.

At this moment, the coercion that god only exuded became heavier and heavier, and at the same time, the heavy power of heaven and earth made the speed of that seal, that is, the mountain and river seal, extremely slow.

Several academy disciples all saw horror in each other's eyes.

So Qi Qi nodded.

Then he turned and walked away.

The next moment.

The great God only moved.

Just a slight flick of the right hand.

In an instant, an inky black line appeared in the sky, containing an indestructible and powerful aura, and flew straight towards those disciples.

Seeing this, Wang Hu's pupils shrank.

The right hand pulled, desperately driving the Haoran Qi in the body, and the white qi like essence frantically poured into the mountains and rivers.

It's just that it's all in vain.

The black line crossed the sky like this.

Then the mountains and rivers that are blocking in front of you will be knocked into the air.

In the blink of an eye, it penetrated the few academy disciples who had fled.

There are no surprises.

Those few scholars who had just achieved talent couldn't resist the strong fingers of that god.

"No!"

Wang Hu's eyes widened, and emotions of anger, regret, disbelief, and remorse appeared on his face.

This time I came to Quhe just to investigate the case of ghost cultivators killing mortals.

Even if he later found out that the two ghost cultivators were related to Li Shan, Wang Hu didn't expect that four of his fellow disciples would die during this experience.

Moreover, the people who guarded the mountain in Lishan.

It was actually the remnant of the Yin Netherworld Sect, that is, someone in the academy was covering up Sun Ruowang's identity.

Wang Hu suppressed the anger in his heart, and his mind turned rapidly.

As an outstanding figure among the third-generation disciples of the academy, Wang Hu did not think about revenge like ordinary people.

The most important thing now is to spread the news of Lishan to the academy.

As long as Sun Ruowang has not escaped from Lishan, then any ancestor of the Sage Realm can suppress him again.

After all, with the combat power that the god has only shown now.

It's just that he's just reached the Ascension Realm.

"I've endured it for many years, how can I let you little guys ruin your plans." Yin Wuyi looked at the ground indifferently, and said disdainfully: "As long as the ancestor can see the gods, who can stop my Yin Yin Sect from re-emerging from the world in this piece of heaven and earth, and the hatred of the old master Wen, this seat will soon be pro-God and find it back." ”

The battle between the two was also sensed by Shen Yu and the others, who had already left.

Shen Yu didn't speak, his eyes looked into the depths of the mountaintop, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Wang Hu's realm cultivation is too low, and he can't be blamed at all.

Even if Zhao Ji and Pan'er shoot together, they can only last for half an hour.

Just the real puzzle.

Go to the depths of the mountains.

Being able to evade the academy's investigation and take away the innocence itself means that that person's realm is already the pinnacle of the world.

Shen Yu guessed that the reason why that person was so quiet was that he didn't want to attract those powerhouses in the nine holy lands.

And this world has the ability and reason to go to the forces of the Nine Shadows.

There is only the land of a thousand rivers.

Those elusive guys, after Li Qinglian joined, became more and more mysterious, leading to the birth of a sea of blood.

And then they made a mess in the mountains of corpses.

Everything can be said to be the cause of chaos in the world.

The sea of blood made it impossible for the entire Buddhism to pay attention to the Central Continent, and could only retreat in the West Continent.

In Zhongzhou, although the academy controls the world, and the emperor of the Tang Dynasty monitors the court, it is not difficult for the people of Qianchuan to plan here.

But everything changed when Li Qinglian entered Qianchuan.

This college outcast.

It is clear that the spiritual famine is set by the seventy-two sages, and the laws of heaven and earth also operate according to these.

What the Land of a Thousand Rivers wants to subvert is the order of thousands of years.

Shen Yu raised his head, his eyes narrowed.

This time, it may be one of the six Cao Ling.

Styx Cao was slashed by Dao Yan Zhenren with a sword three years ago, and he couldn't recover at all without ten years.

Tian Cao is mysterious, and no one knows his whereabouts.

And this place itself is a place full of yin energy, which is a ghost cultivation fairyland.

The person who wants to ascend to the realm with the help of the Nine Shadows is likely to be the Ghost Cao.

Shen Yu's eyes were slightly cold.

He slowly raised his right hand and condensed his fingers into a sword, and a brilliant light rose on Shen Yu's fingertips.

Cold, annihilating everything.

One place of light exudes a palpitating and shocking atmosphere.

Yang Pan'er looked stunned and looked at Shen Yu puzzled.

The next moment, Shen Yu's fingertips were imprinted on her forehead, and countless surging sword intent poured into the little girl's body.

The majestic power instantly made Yang Pan'er snort.

"Mr. Shen."

Zhao Ji exclaimed.

Shen Yu turned a deaf ear to this, and said in a deep voice: "Close your eyes, perceive, and integrate that sword intent into the sea of knowledge." ”

Yang Paner has an unusual trust in Shen Yu.

Soon he sat down cross-legged, and his whole mind was immersed in the sword intent that had just poured in.

She knew that Shen Yu must have a meaning in doing this.

Zhao Ji on the other side also woke up, this kind of preaching method, she had only seen it in the Broken Blade Mountain, but it was not as domineering and direct as Shen Yu.

Shen Yu stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the battle on the mountainside.

Yin Wuyi had already suppressed the mountain and river seal, and it wouldn't be long before that academy disciple would be killed.

If he is allowed to meet with Ghost Cao, he will see the Mingquan God at the same time.

That's when things get tricky.

Even with Shen Yu's realm, even if he used Taixuan's sword intent again, he couldn't stop the two peak realm ghost cultivators from joining forces.

After all, Shen Yu had only crossed the Tribulation Realm at this moment.

"After comprehending the sword intent, you join forces with the disciples of that academy, and you only need to block it for three quarters of an hour."

The words fell.

Shen Yu's figure disappeared, and between heaven and earth, only the little girl was silent in the profound sword intent.

And in the distance, Yin Wuyi once again urged the god.

A huge palm conjured up in the sky, and it slammed down towards the ground.

The academy disciple looked up, his eyes full of despair.