Seeing that he was called a goblin Ding Ling's slightly stunned expression, Jing Xuan kept making judgments in his heart, Ding Ling's reputation was outside, he subconsciously thought that Ding Ling was an old treacherous and cunning person, but now Jing Xuan felt that his judgment was wrong, not only his judgment was wrong, but maybe everyone on the mainland was not right in their judgment of Ding Ling.

He felt that Ding Ling was extremely polite, and even said that it was simple, the mind of a person who has practiced for hundreds of years will be simple, and he himself felt incredible, but the voice in his heart told Jing Xuan that he was not wrong in this judgment, Ding Ling was definitely not as rumored, moody, and fond of women.

What is the reason for such rumors, Jing Xuan said in his heart that it may be because of Ding Ling's simplicity that the outside world has such rumors.

Maybe only Xiao Jinzi understands, Ding Ling never deals with anyone, she does things by feeling, she feels that you are a good person, that's okay, if you are included in the list of unwelcome by Ding Ling, then congratulations, you have won the lottery.

"Why did Patriarch Jing Xuan say this?" Ding Ling hadn't reacted to Jing Xuan's title before, she didn't know that her style of acting for hundreds of years had been defined as a goblin, and now Ding Ling felt greatly wronged, in her opinion, what Jing Xuan said was a bit heavy.

"It's the old man who is presumptuous, Ding Ling girl, don't be weird!" Jing Xuan listened to the slight tremor in Ding Ling's voice, which was clearly a natural demeanor revealed because of excitement, this Ding Ling was not pretending, Jing Xuan made a judgment.

Looking at Ding Ling approaching, it was obvious that his unintentional words angered this girl, this can't be blamed on Jing Xuan, who knows that this child has been around for hundreds of years, and there is still a pure land to be developed in his mind, but it is certain that Jing Xuan has been included in Ding Ling's list of unwelcomes.

"Oh, it's nerve-wracking, she is still so virtuous after hundreds of years, what do you have to say?" Seeing this, Xueyuan rubbed his temples, and couldn't bear to continue looking, this Ding Ling was still like this after hundreds of years, making Xueyuan a little speechless.

"I don't know how she's been here for hundreds of years;" Demon Ye pondered, he wanted to go back hundreds of years...... How nice that would be!

"Cultivation, wandering around, listening to music and watching dance in the Qinglou, don't look at me, that's the case, do you really believe those rumors about her?"

"Hey, I know all this, if you ......" Youye couldn't go on, and could only leave a sigh again.

Xueyuan has nothing to say, this old guy of his own, his old rival, if he and Ding Ling Zuihou got together back then, the two of them would not end up like this.

"Say what you're interested in, he's about to appear!" Xue Yuan looked at the depressed Demon Ye, couldn't bear him to be lonely like this, he didn't know where the 'he' he was talking about was sacred, in short, it lit up the already somewhat cloudy eyes of the Demon Ye.

"He, where is he?" there was anger hidden under the calm of Youye, and that 'he' and Youye seemed to have a deep hatred.

"How shrewd was the Third Prince of the Dragon back then, why does he lack this judgment now?" Xue Yuan frowned, he didn't want to see the expression of Demon Ye, whether he was an opponent or a friend, this person in front of him made it difficult for him to connect with the Third Prince of the Dragon, who was in the prime of life and regarded the heroes of the world as nothing.

"What a long time ago, it's hard to imagine that it can still be mentioned today, but now there is only one Demon Moon Prince in the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon Three is already in the past. When Youye heard this title that had faded out of his life, he said with some nostalgia.

"In my heart, only Long San is worthy of the position of the crown prince of the dragon clan, and the rest, hmph, don't blame me for not giving you face, kill one when you see one!" Xue Yuan said coldly, if it wasn't for the demon Ye back then, he would have inherited the position of the patriarch of the dragon clan a long time ago, where would there be so many princes?

"You still haven't changed with a cold face and a hot heart, and I'm the only one who is old. "Demon Ye knows this old friend too well, even more than himself, he has spent decades devoting himself to analyzing the blood abyss, and the two slowly move from antagonism to peace, then to confidants, and now they are in the same trench.

The blood abyss is silent, Demon Ye understands him, why doesn't he know Demon Ye?

"It's windy, and it's a tornado, do you want to be so perverted!" Someone cursed, when will this kind of natural phenomenon occur in the Heavenly Spirit Academy, some people run away, and some people stay put.

"No, it's impossible for the Heavenly Spirit Academy to have a tornado to patronize, this is man-made, what's inside the eye of the storm?" Some students reflected, thinking about it carefully, how could there be a tornado in the Heavenly Spirit Academy?

Ding Ling is gone, she is not in the battlefield, isn't it?

"She's there!" Someone with sharp eyes, seeing Ding Ling in the eye of the wind, felt incredible, how could this Ding Ling cause a tornado, is she going to destroy the Heavenly Spirit Academy?

"The power of nature is really terrifying, she doesn't want to destroy the Tianling Academy, she practices the way of nature!" The calligraphy and painting said the name of Ding Ling's practice, the way of nature; legend has it that only simple-minded people can practice the way of nature, and the way of nature pays attention to cause and effect, but thinking that Ding Ling, who was famous in the continent hundreds of years ago, will be a simple-minded person, which makes people feel a chill.

"Patriarch Jingxuan, pick me up with a tornado. Although Ding Ling still respects the patriarch of Jingxuan, who is older than her own generation, there is no respect in her voice;

Face is given by people, and face is also lost by oneself, because Jing Xuan's unintentional words are all lost.

"A good Ding Ling, the way of nature can be mastered, I asked for forgiveness before, in order to express my respect for you, I can only have fun with you. The trace of respect in Ding Ling's mouth is no longer there, how can Jing Xuan not hear it, but what can he do if he hears it?

"Sandstorm;" Unintentional excellence is available to everyone, and he can't be tied up because of this, Jing Xuan just wants to fight quietly now, he fights the storm with the storm, is it to support it, or is it confidence in himself?

The centipede lives in a dark and damp place all the year round, but there is a kind of centipede that is an exception, it likes to live in the Gobi Desert, and the desert blows hurricanes for many years;

This centipede is the bloodline golden centipede, and this technique is also known as a sandstorm.

The yellow sand rolled up in the sky, and the faces of the people who were blown by the hurricane were in great pain, and under the deliberate traction of the two of them, the scope of the battle did not affect the buildings of the Heavenly Spirit Academy and the people around them who watched the battle.

Tornado vs. sandstorm, I don't know who is strong and who is weak, the people watching the battle below, especially the students, are extremely excited, such a battle is only seen in their lives, and some people are even fantasizing about when they can have such power.

Ding Ling stayed quietly in the eye of the wind, the only weakness of this tornado is the eye of the wind, as long as Ding Ling guarded it, she was not afraid that Jing Xuan would not disarm.

"Spin. Looking at the yellow sand in the sky, Ding Ling's eyes showed a look of disdain, the tornado had formed, and the eye of the storm was guarded by himself, Jing Xuan wanted to use the sandstorm to deal with the tornado, like a fool's dream.

The tornado gradually increased and turned faster and faster, sweeping away the yellow sand in the sky, if such a situation happened to others, he would be at a loss, but Jing Xuan ran into the distance when the tornado was speeding up, he was very familiar with tornadoes, because in the desert there are not only sandstorms, but also in certain environments, tornadoes can also exist.

Jing Xuan ran forward with the yellow sand in the sky, the speed of the tornado was no worse than Jing Xuan, and even exceeded, the faster it turned, the faster it moved forward, and it seemed that it was about to catch up with Jing Xuan;

Originally, the people who were exposed to the sun in the sky were eager to jump into the water to escape the heat, and this situation no longer existed at the beginning of the battle, first the frost shijie used by Ding Ling, so that these people watching the battle were no less than eating a bowl of cool shaved ice on dog days, and then the tornado, plus the sandstorm, some people couldn't stand it, and they shivered from the cold.

Jing Xuan was old, but his courage was not lost, seeing that he couldn't dodge, he turned around and rushed into the tornado, and the yellow sand gathered by the sandstorm around him was included in the tornado along with his entry, and the sandstorm that was originally rotating rapidly was overwhelmed, and the speed of rotation slowed down.

"Elder Jing Xuan just hung up?" In the eyes of outsiders, Jing Xuan couldn't escape, and was forcibly inhaled by the tornado, which made them unreasonable, although this tornado was amazing, but it couldn't kill Jing Xuan as soon as it appeared, right?

"No, the sandstorm is still a sandstorm, and it has not been divided by the tornado, Elder Jing Xuan is going to enter the tornado to fight Ding Ling. The sharp-eyed man saw the doorway, the sandstorm in the tornado was clearly distinguished from the tornado, but Jing Xuan was nowhere to be seen;

Where Jing Xuan went, many people looked at the eye of the wind, if Jing Xuan wanted to disintegrate the tornado from the inside, he could only get close to Ding Ling when he was in the eye of the wind.

Thinking of this, everyone took a breath of cool air, how many people dared to challenge Ding Ling, who was sitting in the eye of the wind? Ding Ling's title of goblin over the years was not fictional, but tempered in one battle after another, and he had been fearless of people from all walks of life.

Although Ding Ling's approach is a bit simple, people don't dare to list her as a simple character because of this.

"Look, Elder Jing Xuan is engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Ding Ling;" Good eyes are good, this benefit is vividly demonstrated here, when others didn't notice the situation in the eye of the wind, the person with good eyes told the inside information.

"Big brother, Nan Guofeng, have you seen the situation inside?" Mu Xiaorou came over, she couldn't see the situation inside due to her cultivation, so she hurriedly ran over to ask these two people and asked them to report what the situation inside was.

"There's nothing wrong, I just saw Ding Ling's figure flashing around, strange, where did Elder Jing Xuan go?" Mu He and Nan Guo Feng looked at each other, neither of them saw Elder Jing Xuan, only Ding Ling's shadow flickering.

Mu Xiaorou slapped her forehead, and spread her hands helplessly, knowing that the question was not human, Mu He and Nan Guofeng could only see beautiful women in their eyes, and the others had always been ignored.

"Nan Guo Feng, don't say it, Ding Ling's figure is really, tsk, amazing!" Mu He stared at the eye of the wind, his eyes were about to pop out.

"Yes, what Brother Mu said is very true, I heard that she is hundreds of years old, and she can still maintain such a figure, I don't know how she looks!" Nan Guofeng was a little regretful, and he couldn't see Ding Ling's face, which made him very uneasy.

"Look at her figure, it's not bad!"

Mu Xiaorou looked at the two of them who were getting more and more excessive, turned around and left, and if she stayed here any longer, she would probably be angry with the two obscene guys.

The tornado is turning slower and slower, and people in Zuihou don't know whether the tornado has the upper hand or the sandstorm has the upper hand.

Hand-to-hand combat can best reflect the strength of a person's combat effectiveness, Jing Xuan is hundreds of years old, upright and strong, but the more he fights, the more frightened he becomes; this woman seems to have an endless liliang in her body, the stronger Jing Xuan is, the stronger Ding Ling is, Jing Xuan can't keep up with Ding Ling's rhythm at all.

is worthy of being a woman who can stand firm in the top ten in the post-life liliang, and Ding Ling's terrible is gradually revealed.

"How did the tornado go, where are they going?" Under the traction of the two of them, the tornado slowly moved, deviated from the martial arts arena, and walked towards the outside of the Tianling Academy, such a move attracted everyone's attention, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

"Catch up, you must see how their battle goes!" "There are those who are not afraid of death and want to chase after them.

"Yes, we are still pressing!" "The gamblers are anxious, you say that no one can find it, where can you win Xuanyu?"

"The students of the Heavenly Spirit Academy are forbidden to chase after them, and those who violate the order will bear the consequences;" The law enforcement team loyally traveled their duties, and the high-level of the Heavenly Spirit Academy knew that the battle situation was no longer under control, and prevented the students from going in order to reduce unnecessary casualties, or the two masters would let go of their hands and feet, and the people were too dense, and they didn't know how many people would die.

The sandstorm left the tornado, Jing Xuan's figure appeared, but he was a little short of breath, and the hand-to-hand combat with Ding Ling made him not take advantage of half a point, and flew away with the yellow sand in the sky, and the speed of the tornado's rotation increased again, and went straight to the place where Jing Xuan retreated.

I came by the wind, but I returned by the wind, two people chased the wind in the wind, and the distance was the real battlefield!

There are many people who are not afraid of death, and all the shili who do not belong to the Tianling Academy have withdrawn, and if they want to see the results of this battle, they will go back and have an explanation.

"That's Ding Ye, isn't she a student of Tianling Academy? Why don't you follow her, let's go and have a look!" A beautiful shadow flew by, and it was quickly recognized, isn't this Ding Ye?

"What can you compare with her, she must have the means to save her life, can you compare? Honestly stay in the academy!"

"Wangshu also appeared, and the peerless Shuangjiao of our academy chased after him. Another figure flew by, and Wangshu's followers in the academy were no less than Ding Ye.

In the calligraphy and painting, a large number of academy elites such as Blood Wuji, Luohua, and Fang Yuan all followed, they had the strength to protect themselves, Tianling Academy did not intervene, what the law enforcement team said before was just to remind everyone not to blindly follow, if you are in a strong state and still want to follow the past, then it's up to you, Tianling Academy is not afraid of the dead.