"Is the night going to get out of the customs? The people who were sitting idly hurriedly got up and followed the rest of the people towards the place where the rocks were flying.

Before the rocks, with the roar, the chaotic stones automatically separated, and the earth cracked two huge openings in the roar, and suddenly a red light was dazzling, followed by a sharp dragon roar that tore through the sky.

The cracks in the earth gradually expanded, and when it reached a certain point, a red-golden figure burst out from the sky, like a sharp arrow shot at the sky. Suddenly pierced the sky and roamed above the blue sky.

The crimson golden figure was like an arrogant golden dragon, domineering and amazing.

The old students who gathered together in twos and threes at the bottom all widened their eyes and were speechless in surprise.

These old students, who have not participated in the fight with the new students, have been staying here, waiting to see what kind of scene it is when the night retreat comes out.

Unexpectedly, they were really waiting.

"The Red Gold Dragon. The night seems to have merged!" Someone finally found their voice, a slightly trembling tone, but with a little excitement.

"Did the Night Soul really find a way to merge?" someone looked up at the wandering golden dragon, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Cultivating the Soul Illusion Realm, I'm afraid it's going to usher in a bloody storm!" someone muttered to himself, but he didn't have any glass beads, so it didn't matter......

In mid-air, the huge red gold dragon soared for a while, and then rushed towards the direction of the rocky pile, the flames rushed to their faces, and the old students only felt the heat wave in their noses, and their heads seemed to be scorched.

And the Red Gold Crazy Dragon, when it was still more than ten meters above the ground, there was another earth-shaking dragon roar, and then the huge body was illusory, and quickly disappeared into the air.

Instead, there were five handsome men in inky brocade robes.

"Boom!" the five figures all fell from the sky, and when they hit the ground, everyone heard a violent tremor and explosion on the ground.

When the dust and smoke dissipated, everyone looked far away, and on the pile of rocks in the distance, five figures stood in a row, and the ink-colored cloak was blown by the strong wind.

Five young-looking faces, handsome and handsome, but cold and ruthless.

Before the old students could disperse, they saw a group of people in the forest walking slowly towards the pile of rocks.

Five people, one color white brocade robe, and the leader, in the eyes of everyone, is ice clear and jade, drunk sunset face that is not stained with fine dust, but the white light yarn is stained with blood, and he looks so embarrassed.

The rest, too, were injured to a greater or lesser extent.

The faces of the five people were gloomy, but their eyes were full of exhaustion.

When the five of them passed through the pile of rocks, after the landing, the man in the black brocade robe who had been closing his eyes and adjusting his breath opened his cold and ruthless eyes, he looked at the drunken sunset, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and he just asked indifferently, "You lost?"

The voice is not loud, but it is full of power.

"Hmm!" A little less arrogant, Drunk Xiyan just responded softly, the tired but still beautiful pale eyes, but slightly drooping, did not look at the man in the black brocade robe.

The night team members, with slightly surprised eyes on the ice and snow people, they didn't know what was going on in the outside world, but when they just came out of the customs, they just listened to it sporadically.

They are not like the old students opposite, with obvious schadenfreude in their eyes.

The expression was still indifferent, and there was not even a superfluous expression.

Captain Night Soul, the black-robed man just now, just raised his eyes and looked into the depths of the forest, and whispered, "You go to heal, I will avenge you." ”

Zui Xiyan shook his head lightly, "No need, I'll report it myself." Even if she loses, she is still proud of herself.

She is the defeated subordinate of the Night Soul, and any overture by the Night Soul is a kind of irony to her.

Night Soul Jun frowned slightly, but said no more.

"The night team, this freshman, there are two people who are very similar to the flower warrior Hua Linglong, who once caused a bloody storm in the Spirit Cultivation Fantasy Realm. Look at the descendants who look like flower spirit dragons. Behind Zui Xiyan, the youngest man saw that they were all silent, and he hesitated to speak.

Hua Linglong is simply the first layer of the Spiritual Cultivation Illusion Realm, everyone's nightmare.

The night soul frowned faintly when he heard this. At the beginning, the glass beads of their entire team were snatched by Hua Linglong alone.

The sea of blood is deeply feuding, and we do not share the sky.

"The descendants of the Hua family are not the most powerful. If you want to go, pay attention to the woman in the light blue shirt. Drunk Xiyan finally raised her head, and when she mentioned the woman, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

"Did she hurt you?" the Night Spirit's face became even more grim.

Drunk sunset, but not speechless.

And behind the night, when I heard that there were descendants of the Hua family, I was not afraid, but I was in high spirits.

Although he didn't speak, his eyes were full of murder.

Here was whispering, but at the edge of the forest, a group of people quietly appeared.

Led by it, it was the Xuanyuan Jue children's shoes that were very similar to Hua Linglong that the night team members wanted to beat Haibian countless times in their minds.

Although they were recuperating, they did not forget to follow the people of the ice and snow.

They didn't make a sound, but they didn't try to hide it.

appeared in everyone's sight with such a big grin.

Xuanyuan is in front, and behind him are Xuanyuan Che, Qin Yihang, Dongfang Tianyu, and Hua Xiangrong. After the battle with Bing Xue, Dongfang Tianyu went from being a useless third type of person to almost the same height as Qin Yihang in an instant.

His strange kung fu and unpredictable spiritual power make it difficult for others to figure out.

Xuanyuan Li hugged Doubao, and Zhong Xiaoscorpion was naturally the back.

Of course, there is also the most backward Ouyang Yue, who does not intend to join the battle.

Waiting for a few figures, they stood at the edge of the forest, looking at each other from a distance with the night team, although they were separated by a distance of dozens of meters, it was only a blink of an eye.

The atmosphere slowly became tense.

Danger brewed in the air, and a faint bloodthirsty killing.

Those old students who came to watch the night exit silently retreated away from the battlefield.

The Night Spirit ordered Ice to leave, and then turned to look at the newcomer.

The cold gaze fell on Xuanyuan's face, and although he already knew, he still carried a little surprise.

Sure enough, it was almost the same face as Hua Linglong.

Very good.

"Are you all there?" said the Night Spirit, expressionless on his face. In front of him, there were only dozens of people, if it weren't for the drunken sunset that he had seen with his own eyes, he could hardly believe that just these people could defeat almost all the old students in the entire Spiritual Cultivation Illusion Realm except for them.

"Heh, should I say that the old students of the Spiritual Cultivation Illusion Realm are too incompetent, and I should praise you for being amazing? Just such a person has swept away all the old students?"

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Today is really a big explosion of popularity, and the relatives continue to get high and roar.