Li Jialong was on the top of Mingying Mountain, Wucheng College was preparing for class, suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door, Wang Zhifang hurriedly pushed open the wooden door of Li Jialong's office, and shouted: "Jialong, come out quickly! The Danqing attic is on fire! The entire attic is on fire!"

Li Jialong was shocked, and immediately got up and ran to the top of the mountain with Wang Zhifang. On the top of the mountain, there were already a few martial artists who had not yet returned home, looking into the distance and talking. Li Jialong rushed to the top of the peak to look, only to see that the entire city of Ming Yingcheng was lit up by the Danqing Pavilion, the attic was on fire, and the raging flames were unscrupulously expanding its minions, trying to cover all the places used by the Danqing Pavilion. Smoke billowed from the top of the attic, reaching into the sky! Seeing this scene, Li Jialong shouted at Wang Zhifang: "Zhifang, did the Jinyi Department send troops!"

Wang Zhifang replied: "This is not clear, I have already informed the principal just now, and the principal is also surprised that we all are on standby for the time being, and he is confirming the situation with the Jinyi Department." The fire has only been burning for a short time, but I have heard that most of the military strength of the entire Ming Ying City is stationed outside the city! I am afraid that I will not be able to mobilize a strong army for a while. ”

Li Jialong clenched his fists: "Damn! Divert the tiger from the mountain!" After speaking, he walked to the school's arsenal, and turned back to Wang Zhifang as he walked: "I'm going over now! Are you going?"

Wang Zhifang replied bluntly: "But the principal asked him to stay on call for the time being, should we report to the principal first?"

Li Jialong scolded: "Fuck! I'm going to report to you myself! My student is still inside!" Before the words fell, he only heard the martial artist next to him say: "Down! Down!"

Li Jialong and Wang Zhifang turned back one after another, only to see the 100-meter Danqing attic, slowly falling, and the dust came out in contact with the ground. A moment of boom~ A loud bang also followed. Many martial artists present scolded, and Li Jialong scolded angrily in his heart at this time: "Damn, the Danqing Pavilion is the symbol of the Spirit Clan!

Wang Zhifang shook his head and sighed: "Hey, this hot brain still hasn't changed..... " After speaking, he also chased after him.

The billowing smoke from the fall of the Danqing Pavilion drowned Wen Xuan, and Wen Xuan took advantage of this moment to change the route of his actions.

The black gas swirled around in the dust as if it had lost its purpose.

Wen Xuan held Dan Ling'er in his right hand, ran out of the Spirit Clan's Mansion, and came to the streets of Ming Yingcheng. I saw that at this time, the surrounding area was already surrounded by a crowd, everyone in Mingying City walked on the street, everyone looked at the collapsed Danqing Pavilion, many people covered their mouths in surprise, and even many women and children saw the collapse of the Danqing Pavilion just now, and began to cry bitterly.

Wen Xuan rushed forward at this time, ran for an unknown amount of time, Wen Xuan was tired and out of breath, looked back at the sky, and there was no longer the black cloud, so he stopped and hid in the bushes in the alley on the side of the road, the road next to it was noisy, and everyone looked at the collapsed Danqing attic. No one paid any attention to the teenager. Wen Xuan saw that there was no one around the alley at this time, so he put Dan Ling'er under a bush on the side of the road, hid Dan Ling'er with a branch, looked up and observed the surrounding signs, and then whispered to the fainting Dan Ling'er: "Ling'er, you have a good rest here, I'll go and see the situation, and I'll come to see you in a while." ”

After saying that, Wen Xuan ran out, and the main street of Mingying City was full of people, and one person pointed to the sky and shouted: "Look what that is!" Many people looked up one after another, only to see a cloud of black gas floating in the sky, hovering around in the sky, suddenly humanoid and suddenly gas. There was a lot of discussion in the crowd:

"What is this? Why is it swimming around?"

"Mo... Could it be that the gods of heaven have come to punish the spirit race?"

There was a cry of horror from the crowd!

Wen Xuan looked at the sky and was startled, and ran in the direction of the brocade department. The black gas in the sky noticed that Wen Xuan chased after him, and there were a few drops of blood dripping from the black qi, and it seemed that the sky spotted just now also hit him hard.

Seeing that the black gas was getting closer and closer, Wen Xuan shouted to the crowd on the street: "Run, run!

The black qi turned into a human body in an instant, and his hands were aimed at Wen Xuan, and a crimson light fell!

Wen Xuan saw that the red light was aimed at him and fell, so he concentrated all his strength and flew forward to avoid this red light. I saw the red light smashing to the ground, and the three civilians around couldn't dodge "Wow~~~~ A terrible scream, the three of them were suddenly shattered, and the corpses flew around, Wen Xuan was also shocked by the aftermath of the red light, only to feel that his back was hot, his body was shocked out of several meters, and he fell heavily to the ground unconscious. The people in the streets shouted and ran for their lives!

The masked man fell, walked to the fainting Wen Xuan, and said to himself in a hoarse voice, "Damn, where is that girl?"

At this moment, a red dragon with a red light floated past and smashed on the shoulder of the masked man, who immediately flew out and slammed into the wall beside the road. The wall "boomed", and the dust flew up, and the entire wall collapsed.

This is Li Jialong's red dragon palm, Li Jialong and Wang Zhiwen arrived one after another, seeing Wen Xuan falling to the ground, and seeing that this masked man was very angry, extremely terrifying, Li Jialong used all his strength to use the red dragon palm. said to Wang Zhifang beside him: "Be careful, this person is too terrifying, he is the most evil and the most powerful opponent I have ever seen, and he is also the most sufficient, although I used all my strength in this move just now, I shouldn't be able to hurt him at all." Hurry up and call for reinforcements. ”

"Hahaha~~~~~~~~" The masked man got up from the pile of rocks and laughed wildly. "Little trick, also come to my ghost king to show off!"

The two of them were taken aback! Li Jialong shouted, "You are the Ghost King, what are you going to the Spirit Clan Mansion for?"

At this time, the masked man flew into the air, paused, and his hoarse voice thundered like thunder, and everyone within a radius of several miles could hear it, and the surrounding crowd was shocked by the sound

I only heard the voice roaring, "Hahahaha, what else could it be." For the spirit bead hidden in the attic! I have already got the spirit bead! With the spirit bead, I can make the Shu Immortal Kingdom change its color, and change the sun and the moon into a new sky! Each and every one of you will be my soul under the sword!" The voice is getting louder and louder, and it is deafening! The black qi on the mask is getting heavier and heavier. "Spare you two little scum today! Enjoy the present time! As he spoke, a puff of black smoke rushed into the sky and disappeared without a trace.....

Li Jialong and Wang Zhifang looked at the sky, knowing that they were not opponents when they caught up, but were sent to death in vain.

At this time, the thunder in the sky was sensational, the dark clouds pressed over, and there was a thunderstorm, and a white flash illuminated the entire Ming Ying City, and in an instant, the storm was raging, and the lightning and thunder roared! The torrential rain extinguished the embers of the collapse of the Danqing attic. In the past, the city of Mingying, which was originally brightly lit and prosperous, became dark. Many people stood in the heavy rain for a long time

In the heavy rain, a monk in a robe with a hat walked through the crowd to the trees in the alley. A girl staring at the grass said: "Amitabha, create and make people~ I hope you will never wake up again and accept the pain of this world." But maybe that's your fate, let me be. I saw the monk carrying Dan Ling'er on his shoulders and walking out of the city.......