The moon stars are scarce, and people go to the store.

Tianfeng City ended the six-year event, people gradually resumed their original routines, and the people in the countryside on the street returned home early to rest. But Lin Pinghe has just started a new journey.

Li Taoyun knew that it would not be easy for him to return to the academy this time, so he didn't dare to delay, as soon as the selection was over, he simply gave some food to the new beginners who had not yet started Bigu, and then took everyone to set off directly to the nearby central city - Painting City, which has a legendary teleportation circle, which can directly teleport people thousands of miles away through the magic circle to reach the location of Nanhua Academy.

Of course, in addition to the painting city, there are also the piano city, the book city, and the chess city. These four major cities are the top cities under Nanhua Academy, with populations of millions.

Along the way, everyone gradually returned to calm, and several young boys and girls stopped talking, and the convoy began to rush with all its might. Different from ordinary people's cars and horses, Nanhua Academy has a special manned spirit beast and magic car, the forward speed is not only fast, but also very stable, Lin Pinghe also slowly began to discover that the magic of the formation is comparable to black technology.

"Stop!" Li Yuntao's voice suddenly spread throughout the entire convoy, and the spirit beast magic car quickly stopped as he spoke.

Lin Pinghe's heart suddenly tightened, and he quietly looked out from the curtain of the chariot, the sky had already entered the night, only a little light of stars and moon was swaying down, and there was not even the sound of birds and beasts around the convoy.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other, and there was a loud sound in the surrounding dense forest.

"Hiss" is like a signal, rushing out of hundreds of figures, and the action is agile.

Li Yuntao shouted: "All the disciples listen to the order, and set up the clouds to draw a formation!"

"Yes!" all the Tsing Yi disciples replied.

Each flew out of the magic car or jumped away from the spirit beast, a group of five, swiping a pen, and suddenly the entire convoy was shrouded in mist, and it looked like a shadow from the outside, but the position of Lin Pinghe and the others saw it, but it had no effect at all.

The figure approached, and everyone finally saw it, one by one, ragged, withered corpses, without eyes and eyeballs, but they could sense everyone, and rushed over with a leaky throat. Not far away, a girl of twelve or thirteen years old even screamed in fright.

The three blue-shirted disciples were also standing in front of everyone, loudly reminding the frightened boys and girls behind them: "These are all ordinary dried corpses, manipulated by others, there are more of them, don't panic." ”

The blue-shirted disciple was already cultivating in the Qi cultivation period, and calmly took out his magic weapon, one by one, with a few simple strokes, it was a flame and a wind blade flying out, and the dry corpses that were hit basically lost the ability to continue to act, but they still crawled tenaciously on the ground.

Although the blue-shirted disciples are powerful, the frequency of spells is really not high, and hundreds of dried corpses still directly hit the Xingyun formation composed of the people of the Qingyi Sect, and the swirling clouds seem to be realized, blasting out or trapping the dry corpses, and the magic circle composed of five acquired innate martial artists can withstand nearly ten dry corpses in the early stage of the innate stage, and the five small formations are a big formation. Lin Pingfan looked at it, with his own strength, even if he ran the Blood Bible, it would be difficult to break the formation, it was really powerful!

But after all, there are only twenty-five people from the Tsing Yi Sect, and there are still many dry corpses who squeeze in by mistake. Some young boys and girls who had never experienced bloodshed suddenly panicked, and began to keep away from the place where the dried corpses rushed in, and the people who were originally in a group dispersed directly.

Lin Pinghe glanced at Li Taoyun's direction, he hadn't made a move yet, and it was estimated that it was also a tempering.

Not only did he see that Wang Yangdao's eyes were not bad, but he was more active, shouting: "Don't run around, try to get as close to me as possible!"

At this moment, the originally ordinary dried corpses suddenly all howled, and the rotten eyes revealed a faint red, and a blue-shirted man also frowned, and drank: "Even the crazy corpse water has been used, everyone be careful, the strength of these ghost things will explode by two or three percent!"

The explosion of the strength of the dry corpse greatly increased the speed, strength and resistance, and it was close to the existence of the middle innate stage, and even Wang Yangdao was a little struggling.

Finally, a dry corpse found a gap and pounced in front of a few girls who had no cultivation, and Xu Chujie bore the brunt! The girl pursed her pale lips tightly, although she was afraid, she also picked up the dead branches and stones with a firm gaze and smashed them, obviously, this was useless to the dry corpse, and the sharp finger bones whistled towards the girl.

Just when the girl was desperate, an iron rod wrapped in black mist waved over just right, directly smashing the arm of the dried corpse, and then swept away, directly blasting the dried corpse away.

Wang Yangdao took a breath, turned his head and asked, "Chu Jie, are you okay?"

Xu Chujie's face was complicated, she pursed her lips and replied: "I'm fine, thank you, you should be careful." ”

Wang Yangdao snorted, and continued to make up for his original position, blocking with all his might.

Lin Pinghe stood on top of the Dharma chariot early, looking at the overall situation, the disciples of the great sect just had some ability and knowledge, constantly turning the formation, and squeezing the fish that slipped through the net out of the clouds, plus Wang Yangdao was there, there was basically no danger, more than a hundred dried corpses were either killed or blocked, and they could not pose a threat to everyone.

These dried corpses don't care about peace, it's just an appetizer, and the real threat still comes from the existence behind the dried corpses.

"These little dolls are good, they are really much better than those boys in our sect, it's a pity to kill them, hehehe. An eerie laugh rang out, and an old man dressed in tatters and carrying a huge coffin slowly walked out of the front of the convoy.

Li Taowen frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Yu Songyuan, the corpse control faction, you are so bold, the disciples of the academy also dare to intercept and kill, and you want to destroy the sect?"

Yu Songyuan said resentfully: "If I don't come, my corpse control faction will definitely be destroyed, but as long as you are intercepted and killed, there is still a glimmer of hope to live, you big sects are really too deceitful, and you deserve to be killed." If it weren't for Nanhua's name, would you, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, be qualified to talk to me?"

When Li Taowen heard this, he immediately understood that this was another puppet sect, which was controlled by the big faction behind him, but this guy's strength was not bad, and in the later stage of foundation building, he was probably not an opponent, and he didn't know what was going on with the sect, so he hadn't sent someone to contact him.

Yu Songyuan said fiercely: "It's useless to say more, I'll send you on the road", he patted the coffin behind him, the coffin immediately flew up, and stood erected on the side with a "boom", the coffin lid creaked, tilted a corner to the right, a pitch-black withered hand stretched out, a trace of black gas emitted between his five fingers, and the stench of decay immediately diffused. Yu Songyuan touched the coffin with his right hand, and the lid of the coffin immediately tilted a little to the right again, and then with a bang, the coffin lid was completely opened, and I saw two dry corpses that were almost identical in pitch black, suddenly flying out from the inside, pulling out a trace of black smoke with both hands, and grabbing Li Taowen. Li Taowen's face finally changed greatly, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "Twin corpse puppets!" Originally, corpse puppets could only be refined from the physical bodies of monks in the foundation building period, but the twin corpse puppets were refined after killing two twin brothers in the foundation building period, and their combat power was far superior to that of a single corpse puppet.

So far, I can only fight to the death, "sacrifice!" Li Wentao snorted lightly, and a long scroll of mountains and rivers flew out of his arms, and it unfolded with a brush, and there were mountains, waters, trees and flowers in the painting, which was fascinating, but no one had the heart to appreciate it at this moment.

Lin Pinghe also watched quietly from behind, he couldn't help himself at all in this scene, just the two in the coffin could directly slap themselves to death, if the situation was not good, they had to find a way to escape.

Li Taowen floated the landscape painting in front of him, and slammed one of the hills, and the mountain in the painting magically broke free from the shackles of the scroll, and flew out of the scroll with a bang, quickly becoming larger to a radius of 20 zhang, and pressed towards the two corpse puppets.

As soon as this method came out, Li Taoyun's breath was obviously disordered, and it can be seen that the consumption of it is not small.

Yu Songyuan sneered: "There is no form, but there is no reality, the fake stone that has not been practiced at home, go!" The two corpse puppets jumped suddenly, and all four pairs of fists bombarded the hill, and suddenly the mountain shook and collapsed and shattered, and streams of black ink flowed down the hill that was barely suspended.

Li Taowen seemed to have some kind of connection with Xiaoshan, Xiaoshan was broken, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit suddenly languished.

"Little ghost, is it really no one in Nanhua?" As soon as the distant voice came, Lin Pinghe felt a flash of brilliance in front of him, and when the brilliance dissipated, a light sword stood between heaven and earth, and everyone was in the spotlight, this seemed to be a sword of justice in heaven and earth, and the mighty spirit lasted forever.

Yu Songyuan's face was full of disbelief, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Intercept and kill a few small beginner disciples, why does the sword painting appear, why, for ......."

Yu Songyuan didn't have a chance to finish speaking, so he lost his voice forever, and fell straight to the ground, not a drop of blood flowed, but died quietly.

Li Yuntao turned his worries into joy, and together with all the people present, he arched his hand at the light saber in the air and said, "Meet the master of the Painting Sword Palace!"

A young voice came from the lightsaber: "Master Li has made great contributions, this sword should be used as a reward." After that, the lightsaber shot straight into the landscape painting scroll like a wisp of white light, imprinted between the mountains and rivers, and suddenly, the picture scroll showed clearly visible changes: the mountains were more solid, the water was more spiritual, the trees were higher, and the flowers were more beautiful.

Li Yuntao was overjoyed, put away the scroll, and couldn't put it down to admire.