These people are crazy, Yang Zhao stood in the wind chime, thinking to himself.

How is this crazy? Looking outside, the more than forty students in the Qi training period were still frantically attacking the wind chimes around her.

Their expressions were disputed, their eyes were scarlet, and there was no trace of rational emotion.

Looking up, Lin Sheng, these foundation building period monks, were already in full swing, and from time to time, stars and blood spots splashed in the air, turning into dark red ice slag in mid-air.

What is it...... Camp howling? Can just these forty or so people blow up the camp?

Yang Zhao wondered and turned around in the Feng Ling ball, only then did he realize that the surroundings were all crazy.

Oh, they're not going to be wiped out here, are they?

Suddenly, Yang Zhao felt a nameless fire surging in her heart, and she frantically tested her nerves called reason.

Even the dragon spear in his hand couldn't maintain the form of the weapon, and he wanted to show the appearance of the dragon.

She took two deep breaths, suppressing the strange anger in her heart, Yang Zhao was a little skeptical that she had some kind of mental illness.

She seemed to have seen it before, if she walked in an open place for a long time, she would get mental illness, but she really didn't remember what it was called.

No, these people have this mental illness, right?

But can Jiaolong Gun also get mental illness?

In the cultivation realm, can the onset of mental illness be so crazy?

Perhaps, something else?

But no matter what, she had to save them.

Although she came to participate in this competition on behalf of Yunzhou University, in terms of identity and status, he is definitely not as good as these authentic students.

If all these people are fighting here, there is a good chance that a few unlucky people will die.

Or delay the time, wait for the stars to set and the temperature drops, and these students in the Qi refining period must not all freeze to death here?

After all, they have their own cold-proof magic weapons in their hands, and they can't resist the cold of the night.

At that time, how could Yang Zhao explain to the gentlemen of Yunzhou Academy?

The others fought to the death, but she herself was unharmed, who would believe that she didn't kill a few in the middle?

Among a group of crazy people, that normal person became the biggest suspect.

And she felt that her emotions were abnormal, and that strange anger, like a tidal wave, washed over her reason over and over again, and there was no time to stop.

She even vaguely felt a deep chill that sent chills through her heart.

She had to put this riot down as soon as possible, or something would go wrong, and she might not be able to get out of this wasteland herself.

Yang Zhao slammed the dragon spear vigorously, suppressing it to maintain the state of the spear, and then his mind turned, and the scope of the Feng Ling Ball's protection suddenly expanded, enveloping several Qi refining periods that could not dodge into it.

Those Qi refining periods were suddenly stunned, and then attacked her like crazy.

She raised her hand and pinched the trick, spit out the word "Ding", fixed one of them in place, and then turned around, dodging the attacks of the other two, and after a series of "Ding" words, several people in the Phoenix Spirit Ball froze in place.

She concocted the same method, and put a few people into the Feng Ling ball to freeze, but after a while, the forty Qi cultivation period students were frozen in the Feng Ling ball.

I saw that the protective range of the wind chime ball had expanded by more than thirty meters, and sixteen pieces of plate armor flew up and down, covering these delirious people.

She carefully inspected the state of these students one by one, and found that they were completely insane, even if they were fixed by Yang Zhao on the spot, their bodies were stiff, and their eyes were full of cannibalism.

It's a little troublesome now, seeing that this demeanor is completely out of people's minds, and I don't know if the "Pure Heart Mantra" taught by Shen Ruoyu's ancestor can work.

The battle in the sky is in full swing, but in her eyes, there is no difference between life and death for the time being, first solve this part of the earth, and then take care of the heavens.

Anyway, their cultivation is high, and their bodies are strong enough to withstand tosses.

Besides, who let them leave the door unchecked, everyone will scold blindly?

Yang Zhao no longer cares about it, pinching the trick with both hands, calming down.

"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. The breeze does not rise, the waves are not alarmed, the secluded fence sits alone, and the piano whistles for a long time. If the heart is clear, everything is especially quiet. Flying flowers and falling leaves. I'm full of love and have nothing to do! The sky is high and the earth is wide! Meditation Recipe Cold Eternal ......"

A sound echoed in the Fengling ball, gradually spreading to the outside.

The blood in the eyes of the sluggish people in Feng Lingzhu had just receded, and they surged up between their eyebrows.

The expression on his face was crazy for a while, calm for a while, and his face didn't change as fast as theirs.

And there is always a hint of stagnation in the exit of her "Pure Heart Mantra", as if something stumbled her lips and tongue, making her speechless.

Yang Zhao had a bottom in his heart this time, this camp roar was not an accident, there must be an external force stirring up in the middle.

But she was not afraid, and she knew that the "Pure Heart Mantra" was useful by looking at the reactions of those Qi cultivation period cultivators, and this discovery made her feel uplifted.

It's easy to have a solution, but it's better than running around without a clue.

Anyway, Yang Zhao was on a bar with him today, Yang Zhao simply sat on the ground with one leg over, and the dragon spear was held horizontally into his arms, his hands were pinched, and the spell did not stop.

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall! All changes are still calm, and the spirit is calm! Void and nothing! It is difficult to grow each other! Forgetting things and forgetting things is the same as nirvana! Heaven and earth are endless, and all things are one! Flying flowers and falling leaves, humility like a valley! A thousand worries, only to make up my mind......"

The sound of sound shook the surrounding aura, turning into an invisible spring rain, soothing everyone present.

Yang Zhao only felt that the nameless anger in his heart was extinguished little by little by the Heart Purifying Mantra, and the remaining dust was completely swept out of his heart, and there was no trace of it.

Slowly, a sudden look appeared on the faces of several Qi cultivation stage cultivators, they first panicked about their own situation, and finally stared at Yang Zhao who was sitting on the ground, their expressions calm.

There are one and there are two, and by the time Yang Zhao recited it for the third time, more and more Qi Refining Stage cultivators continued to wake up, their expressions changed from panic to fear, and they slowly calmed down about their current situation.

By the time Yang Zhao read it for the fourth time, the restless air had turned into the bitter cold of the wilderness.

She kept chanting incantations in her mouth, stood up, held the dragon spear and began to observe the expressions of those Qi cultivation periods one by one.

When I saw a person with a normal look, I solved the fixation technique on his body.

The man trembled, sat on the ground with weak legs, he quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, and then followed Yang Zhao and also recited the "Heart Clearing Mantra".

In this way, Yang Zhao unraveled the immobilization techniques of these people one by one, and these people quickly joined the team of "Pure Heart Mantra".

The group grew in size, and at last a full forty people sat on the ground and recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" in unison.

Yang Zhao slowly lowered his voice, closed his mouth, and withdrew from the ranks of these people.

Next, it's time to deal with those in heaven.

People ask me, do you have any manuscripts? Not now, because I've been revising previous chapters these days, like typos and sentence errors,

I've gone through chapter by chapter, trying to make the revision more smooth.

Now that more than 200 chapters have been updated, it's a big project.