Even if it was just a fight by a cultivator of the Yudan Realm, it would be bloody and abnormal. The bombardment of spells is not as delicate as hand-to-hand combat, and it is not as fierce as ordinary people can bear. This is especially true for these children in their teens or even less than ten years old.

However, Xue Wushu is not worried, after the edification of the car in front of the demon ladder, these children should not be scared out of the way.

It wasn't long, about five minutes, and Xue Wushu retracted his thoughts and pulled these students out of the real-time projection.

Screams came and went. This was followed by violent vomiting.

Xue Wushu pursed his lips, the smell in this classroom was not so good.

"How? Do you know what a fight is?" The voice seemed to have a magical power, as if it was a means, and quickly calmed down these children who were violently stimulated.

No one answered Xue Wushu's words. In the eyes of these children, the man in the black suit is simply weird and terrifying. In such an instant, they were all brought closer to an extremely bloody environment. Even now, they still struggle with whether the scenes they see are real.

Those killings can be so cruel and tragic, and you can even smell a disgusting smell of blood in your nose. And whether they close their eyes or not, those images will always burrow into their minds like close-ups. The screams also entered the ears without dropping.

The scene was not at all unpleasant, and the playful smile on the face of the person in front of them made these students feel that they had been tricked? Was what they were seeing really the monk's methods? Didn't this person deliberately rely on the illusion of being a cultivator to scare them?

Xue Wushu didn't explain, and continued: "Elder Chen told you about 'fairness' before, and now you have also seen what fairness is in the monk world. That's the power in your own hands. If you are stronger than people, you will be able to get what you think is fair. It's not strong, heh, you can only die clean. ”

"No, this teacher. Besides, what you show us is obviously not our era. Your joke isn't funny at all. ”

Xue Wushu also wondered why he was always thought he was joking. This time it was even more interesting, and a group of kids said the same thing about him.

"Don't believe me, then forget it. In the future, there will naturally be opportunities for you to understand what the life of a monk is. It's not just the books and classrooms in front of you.

Okay, now I'm going to take you to see a good show. ”

Xue didn't say anything, put his hands in his pockets, and walked outside the classroom with a cigarette in his mouth. The thirty-one students behind him, you look at me, I look at you, and after a while, they hurriedly trotted behind them.

I don't know what the hell is the origin of this man in a black suit, but the method just now really shocked these children enough to understand that this is not only a serious monk, but also does not look like an ordinary monk.

People say it's a good show, but what kind of "good show" is it? Everyone is curious about this thing.

When I got to the outside of the classroom, I couldn't see anyone left or right. Where did the man in the black suit go?

"Look! He's on it!!"

An exclamation attracted the eyes of all the students to the air, and the man in the black suit who thought he was missing was hovering on the ground thirty meters above with his hands in his pockets at this time.

Can fly!?

How can a person fly and hover in mid-air without the help of any props on his body alone?! This, this, this is the method of the monk?

At this moment, the hearts of all the students instantly overlapped the most perfect image of the monk in their hearts with the one in front of them.

Isn't the main difference between ordinary people and monks in the movies that they can fly? At least that's what they did in the movies, and that's what these children who have never seen the world think so.

"Stay where you are and don't run. Xue Wusuan smiled and said a word downward, and then began to close his eyes and think. The mana fluctuations on his body began to rise, becoming more and more surging.

The overflow of power not only made the students below slump to the ground in shock and horror and completely lost their ability to speak, but also frightened all the teachers in the academy and ran out, and secretly said: Mr. Xue is here? Is this angry?

No one would have thought that this kind of trembling aura would be someone else, except for Xue Wushu, would there be a matching power in the world?

The monks here never thought about it.

Jian Chen was now very close to the Yuanying realm, and even he felt that he seemed to be able to break through directly as long as he could get some chance or understanding. I was originally staying in the secret room of the academy to practice, but suddenly felt this breath and hurriedly rushed out. When I went outside with a group of academy teachers, it was the mysterious Mr. Xue.

"I didn't know that Mr. Xue was coming, I hope to forgive my sins if I miss the distance!" Jian Chen led a kind of demon sect monk to stop from afar and bow to Xue Wusuan who was suspended in mid-air.

This scene once again made those frightened and stupid Xue realize that this man in black, oh no, Mr. Xue actually had to salute him even the dean?

"It's okay, just watch. I don't like the appearance of this academy, so I started to change it. ”

Xue Wushu didn't say anything, so he also thought about the appearance of the academy he wanted in his mind. After thinking about the materials you need, you can start working.

First of all, the six-colored energy here is not strong enough, it is completely ordinary concentration, how can this work? A huge qi gathering array was carved out by Xue Wushu with mana in the air, and then smashed into the ground, but it passed through everyone, and the power was so powerful that it didn't make a sound, and went straight into the ground.

Almost at the same time. Jian Chen and the other Demon Gate monks present felt that the six-colored energy around them began to increase rapidly, and in a few breaths, the concentration was actually three times stronger than before, and it hadn't stopped!

According to Xue Wusuan's thoughts, the six-color energy concentration here must be at least five to ten times stronger than other places to be qualified, otherwise how can there be the grandeur of the Demon Gate Academy?

The formation was placed, and then the overall architectural style of the academy was set. Xue Wusuan is a person who has been to the Heavenly Court and the Great Leiyin Temple, he has seen a lot of things, borrowed some styles from the Heavenly Court and the Great Leiyin Temple, and then put the gloomy temperament in the Wudao Underground Mansion into it, which is Xue Wusuan's conception of this academy.

The mana flows, like a huge, sharp and invisible table knife, and this Fan Yuan's hundred and ten miles of mountains is the cake under the knife.

First, the entire mountain peak was cut off and flew into the sky, just held up by a force. And there was more than one, a full twelve, and the largest of the mountains were all cut off and moved into the air.

"It doesn't seem very beautiful to hold up. Xue Wusuan muttered a sentence and then his mind moved, and clusters of black clouds gathered under these mountain peaks that were dragged into the air, like a tray holding them whole.

"Well, it looks a little better that way. Now for the details......"

(End of chapter)