Chapter 225: Gathering of Storms

Through the billowing smoke and dust, the naked eye can see that the upper half of the Ling Mountain is skewed, slowly falling westward, rolling down from the peak.

"Boom ......"

The half-broken mountain peak rolled down from the top of the mountain, smashed into the mountain wall and smashed out pieces of rubble, making sand and stones fly in the air, and there was gray smoke everywhere, and it seemed that the entire mountains in the west courtyard had collapsed from a distance.

Meng Yao's eyes widened, her small mouth opened into an O-shape, and she looked stunned, which was undoubtedly beyond her expectations, Lan Feng drove an immortal battle and knocked down the Wangwu Spirit Mountain of the Netherworld Ghost Sect.

The other law enforcement students rubbed their hands and eyes, and when they looked at them again, they all looked incredulous.

With the "boom" of the half-broken peak, it smashed to the ground, and the entire academy shook, and this movement shook the entire academy.

The retreat cultivators were shocked, their eyes opened, and they looked to the west through the endless void, and their faces were suspicious.

"What happened to the West Courtyard, isn't it a strange treasure......"

"Let's go, let's take a look, there may be any benefits to be gained, or maybe some demon senior is fighting together again. ”

.........

A cadre of students from the academy walked out of the cave one after another, shouted, and flew towards Wangwu Mountain.

In the western courtyard, not far from the Netherworld Ghost Sect's King Layer Spirit Mountain, ruthless sword qi swayed on Gouqu Mountain, and circles of blood were revealed.

Then I saw a ray of blood rising on Gouqu Mountain, rising to the sky, and landing above Gouqu Mountain, revealing a woman in red.

The woman stood there like this, although she didn't do anything, she gave people a demonic beauty, penetrating people's hearts, with a hint of seduction of all beings.

The girl is Chen Xiangyi, a disciple of the Valley of Despair, Chen Xiangyi has cultivated the ancient heart method, and she is too upper. Taishang's aura is full of extermination of all qi feelings, and there is only Tao in the heart, and there is no emotion.

As soon as Chen Xiangyi appeared, she fled to Wangwu Mountain, she wanted to know what happened to the Netherworld Ghost Sect of Wangwu Mountain, which caused such a big commotion.

Demon Yin Village, Ye Lingyun of the Heavenly Demon Sect blinked her beautiful eyebrows, muttered something to herself, and then held the Heavenly Banner in her hand and rose to the sky.

East of the college

Taixuan Mountain, in a quiet cave mansion of Tianxuan Sect, Zhang Yajing cultivates like a Nine Heavens Xuannu. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes opened in the blink of an eye, and her eyes flashed white.

"It's the breath of a warship. Muttering like this, Zhang Yajing's figure shook and disappeared in the cave.

In the west courtyard, outside the void not far from the billowing smoke and dust of the royal house, the little monk Fazen of the Southern Buddha Temple holds the reincarnation beads in his hand. A magic horn appeared from the mouth, and the purple wind of the Phantom Sword Gate stepped away from the Fire Sky Sword and broke through the endless void. landed beside the little monk and stopped. Once again, the Southern Heavenly Son of Luogu appeared between the purple wind and the little monk in the Nine Palaces Diagram.

The ten most powerful disciples of the ten major Taoist sects in Zhongzhou all came to a stop outside the ash smoke of Wangwu Mountain, and they expressed great concern about what was happening inside the ash smoke.

Zifeng'er looked at Zhang Yajing, a beautiful girl, but stopped talking when she opened her mouth, and then looked back at the little monk Fazen. "Little Master, but I know the Dao, what happened to the Netherworld Ghost Sect?"

"Southern Amitabha, there must be something that hurts heaven and reason, and it has attracted heavenly punishment. The little monk of Dharma Zen said a Buddha name. A look of pity and compassion.

Nan Tianzi directly knocked on the little monk's slippery head, and said lightly, "It's better to ask the little monk than to ask the sky, we all appeared together, but the Netherworld Ghost Sect is really bold, dare to make such a big move in the academy, aren't you afraid of being beaten into the cage of crime?"

"I'm afraid, they won't be the Netherworld Ghost Sect, are there still fewer of those compassionate things they secretly do in the academy? These people of the Demon Dao should be killed, and one day I, Zifeng, will definitely kill the demons in the world with a sword. Zi Feng spoke proudly, as if he was talking to someone.

"Hehe........."

A burst of coquettish laughter rang out, and everyone looked up, but saw that the two daughters of the Demon Dao Shuangzhu, Chen Xiangyi, and Ye Lingyun, rushed over one after the other.

The two women also exude a sense of charm around them, but the temperament of the people is completely different, one is looking down on all living beings and is ruthless and unrighteous, only in the heart, one heart follows the devil's thoughts, my heart is my way, and the world laughs for me wherever I go.

The two people who fell behind the two women, a man in a bloody coat, and a person wrapped in a black mist, this person couldn't tell whether it was a person or a ghost, giving people a mysterious feeling, which was very terrifying.

"Huh...... Sister, I suddenly remembered that I came to the West Courtyard of the Demon Dao to find the little boy. As soon as Ye Lingyun saw Zhang Yajing's fairy temperament and non-cannibalistic appearance, she couldn't help but smile coquettishly and said a word or two.

"Witch, you are bold. Hearing this, Zi Feng'er swept his eyes and stared at Ye Lingyun, he said in a deep voice, and a stream of Lingyun's sword qi emanated from his body.

"Little Zifeng, Sister Yajing's empathy, don't fall in love with a little boy named Lan Feng, are you still here stupidly as a flower messenger?" Ye Lingyun's slender jade hand was lightly played, and the sword qi was broken as soon as it was wrapped around her body, and at this time she smiled even more charmingly, smiling with flowers, and bent over with a smile.

Zifeng'er looked at Zhang Yajing, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes, but she didn't say it explicitly, but Zhang Yajing snorted coldly, completely ignoring the two of them, and her beautiful eyes swept and stared at the gray smoke.

The students of other colleges and universities were originally aiming for the collapse of Wangwu Ling Mountain, but when they saw that the strongest descendants of the ten major Taoist sects and the five demon sects in the academy had gathered, they looked at the ten or so descendants at once.

Their eyes were full of surprise, the descendants of the most powerful ten or so Taoist Demon Sects in the academy appeared together, it was obviously a rare thing, they were all here for the collapse of Wangwu Mountain?

What happened in the Wangwu Lingshan that led everyone over? So everyone became even more interested in the matter of the Wangwu Lingshan.

The loud sound of the collapse of the Wangwu Spirit Mountain gradually became calmer, and the gray smoke of "Buzzing ......" became a little bit of a conversation in the gusty wind.

The immortal warship swirled in the gray smoke and floated out, hanging horizontally above the void, Lan Feng was wrapped in the gray mang, standing on the bow of the ship, his whole person looked extremely cold, and the fighting spirit was turbulent.

"Lan Feng" Ye Lingyun called out when she saw Lan Feng's figure, her eyes were full of surprise, and when she came, she also faintly felt a familiar breath coming from Wangwu Mountain, but when she really saw Lan Feng, she was still taken aback.

Zhang Yajing's fairy and dusty body flew towards Lan Feng in a flash, and she was very enthusiastic about the disappearance of the old man who did good.

"If you don't die, stop for me, today everyone in the Netherworld Ghost Sect will die, and none of them will leave alive. Lan Feng raised his head, his bloody eyes looked through the gray light, and stared at Zhang Yajing who was floating in.

Hearing this, Zhang Ya stopped quietly, half-standing on the void, not daring to move forward, but her beautiful eyes stared at Lan Feng tightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Maniac, Hugh is rampant. Zi Feng snorted, and the sword qi of the sky swayed around him, and he rushed towards Lan Feng when he stepped away from the Huotian Sword.

In the battle at the courtyard gate, Lan Feng killed Demon Yuntian, Zi Feng was not present, he didn't know anything about Lan Feng, he only had one idea at this time, whoever dared to be unreasonable to Zhang Yajing, I would kill whoever he wanted.

However, before Zi Feng could kill Lan Feng, he was intercepted by a white mang, which continued to rotate to reveal Zhang Yajing's peerless posture.

"Lan Feng has a certain relationship with my Tianxuan Sect, but what you do to him is to me. Zhang Yajing is still so cold, even when she speaks, she is as cold as herself.

"Hehe......" Ye Lingyun smiled coquettishly, she laughed the most, laughing all the time, "Little Zifeng, Sister Yajing, this is the little man who is protecting him, aren't you jealous? ”

The immortal warship was hit hard by crashing into the Wangwu Spirit Mountain, and the hull of the ship continued to rotate and move, becoming smaller little by little, and finally turned into a ray of light and disappeared into Lan Feng's eyebrows.

Lan Feng landed on the gray smoke, grabbed his big hand into the air, and shouted, "Get me down." ”

The blood map, which had been quietly suspended in mid-air, trembled, turned into a bloody road and stretched towards Lan Feng and landed at his feet.

Lan Feng stepped on the blood road, and the blood light around him rose violently, and he walked towards the other side of the blood road wrapped in the blood light.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ........."

The disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect who had not died under the collapse of the royal house shook their figures and revealed themselves in the void, and they roared, showing their magic weapons and swooping down on Lan Feng.

For a while, the ghost aura above the gray smoke became eerie, and there were ghosts crying and wolf howling everywhere, and hundreds of ghosts appeared, and demons flew all over the sky, swarming towards Lan Feng.

"You will all die, you must die. Lan Feng roared wildly, stepped on the bloody road, and did not enter the demons, he was entangled by the demons in the whole moment, three layers inside and three layers outside, and there was no wind at all.

In mid-air, only a ghostly cold wind blew, and nothing else, it seemed that Lan Feng was really dead in it.

Everyone stared at the boss with a look of surprise on their faces, and they looked at the ghostly mid-air.

What they were expecting, staring closely.

"Alas, in the end, it was the impulse of the young man who broke into the magic path of Wangwu Lingshan alone, and he was a half-useless person who remained undead. ”

"It seems that there is no need to wait and see, he was beaten into the prison of crime by the big men of the academy, but he is already dead like this, and the person who does not beat lightly makes such a big fuss, but in the end he is nothing. ”

'Alas, what else is there to beat? ”

Everyone talked about it one after another, some sighed, some regretted, and some relieved hatred, such as Zifeng, the most ruthless is naturally Chen Xiangyi. (To be continued......)