Time and space change, the stars shift, and the picture replaces.

As far as the eye can see, in front of the wood dust, a smooth boulder stands in it, as if it has been here since the ancient times, and the atmosphere of time is very strong.

Vientiane Academy! The stone body is engraved with these four big characters.

In the distance, there are ancient buildings standing horizontally, and in the center is a university hall, which is more like a big palace, because it covers a wide area, and it is estimated that even if it can accommodate 10,000 people at the same time, it will not be crowded.

It is an old-fashioned institution with a history of 2,000 years.

The wood dust crossed the stone stele, his gaze was far-reaching, and his spiritual sense was revealed, instantly enveloping the entire Vientiane Academy.

"Hmm..."On Xuefu Avenue, a man who looked to be in his twenties looked up, revealing a pale and handsome face, and said softly, "Are you here?"

He stood up, his waist straight, and his instrument was extraordinary.

A black robe condensed by ghost qi was windless and automatic, circulating the amulet, and strode towards the door of the school.

Soon, he appeared in front of Mu Chen and the little turtle, both of whom didn't seem surprised, and nodded as if they had met an old acquaintance.

"A dream in life, a dream for a thousand years. Mu Chen's eyes narrowed.

"I can't imagine that Brother Mu can still remember to be here, and he will be safe for decades. Dream Chiaki chuckled.

He was really young, he looked about the size of Mu Chen, and his skin was even more delicate than that of a girl, but his face was slightly sickly pale.

"Well, it's been almost forty years in the blink of an eye. Wood dust exhaled.

"For me, it makes no difference between forty years and forty thousand years, in this place, time has no meaning, just endless emptiness and loneliness. ”

Mu Chen looked at each other in a complicated way, the ten great sins, he has sacrificed too many innocent students for countless years, and his soul is locked here for eternity after death, and he cannot be reincarnated.

Unjust death can't be reincarnated, it's inhumane!

To tell the truth, this is the most "human-like" ghost of all the evil spirits he has encountered in his life, so he is extremely impressed with him.

"Shibei three days, when you look at each other, I can't imagine that Brother Mu has come to such a height, don't talk nonsense, you can do it, since forty years

The moment you fled, I foresaw such a day. ”

Meng Qianqiu opened his mouth, and he could feel Mu Chen's current terrifying combat power, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Do you still hate it?" Mu Chen couldn't help but ask.

"Hate, I hate the royal family back then, ruthlessly sacrificed us, I hate you soul destroyers, you can't break the ten directions and let us die miserably, I also hate everyone in the outside world, because their peace is exchanged for our more than a thousand years of suffering!"

Meng Qianqiu said that his face was distorted, and his eyes were terrifying.

"There is no right or wrong, I don't comment on what happened back then, and I don't have the qualifications to do so, but if you think it's suffering, then let me help you get rid of it. ”

Mu Chen turned his hand, a golden seal appeared, his expression was stunned, his back was turned around, his right hand was slightly forced, and the floating seal flew into the air on its own.

"Is there no absolute? Heh, that's because you're not me. Dream Chiaki scoffed.

The golden light burst out, and the big seal hung above the mansion, rotating rapidly, and it was constantly getting bigger, shooting down hundreds of millions of rainbow lights.

The terrifying spiritual power enveloped the entire Vientiane, the floating seal is the thing of the ancestor of the soldiers, the soul of a million soldiers, containing the will of a lifetime, with the current realm of wood dust to use this thing, it can definitely send out a supreme power comparable to that of a saint.

"Let me ask you a question, do you know what it is when hatred is extreme?" Suddenly, Meng Qianqiu said this, turned around and returned to the academy.

Looking at the background where he was fading away, Mu Chen was in a trance.

At this moment, the floating seal in the air has turned into a heavenly divine seal, the sky is thundering, the lightning is flashing, and the divine power is mighty.

"It's numbness, it doesn't matter. The little turtle, who had been quiet for a long time, opened his mouth and continued: "Mu boy, let's do it, maybe he has been waiting for this moment for a long time." ”

"Hmm. His heart fluttered, and the light in his hand turned, and he pressed down hard.

Boom! Thunder Boom! Rumble World!

Mu Chen turned his back, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and the divine seal behind him was exerting power, falling countless thunderbolts, like destroying the world, frantically destroying Vientiane.

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Only the black-robed ghost rose to the sky, roaring, roaring with all his might.

The floating seal is turning, the power is gradually increasing, ruthlessly raging, the lake below evaporates, the earth cracks, the ancient buildings collapse one after another, Vientiane has been completely blocked, countless ghosts have no escape, and the roar is shocking.

In less than ten minutes, thousands of demons were chopped into ashes, but Mu Chen's heart felt heavier and heavier.

Gradually, the mournful roar slowly became smaller, and soon disappeared completely, leaving only the sound of thunder.

Mu Chen didn't look back, his expression was sad, and under the cover of his spiritual sense, he could sense everything that was happening inside.

At this time, Vientiane Academy, a place that has existed for more than 2,000 years and is full of injuries and pains, is gone, and the once glorious school is no longer there, and has become a ruin.

The floating seal is still sending out irregular terrorist attacks, and in the middle of the ruins, the ghosts who have not yet been robbed have gathered here, about hundreds, and the person in front of them is the dream Qianqiu.

They remained motionless, affectionate and calm, just quietly watching the rolling electric light in the air, and the amazing divine thunder that fell from time to time slashed in, neither dodging nor resisting, allowing their souls to dissipate.

This is a group of literati in the past, who are very knowledgeable and extraordinary, even if they become evil spirits, they also have the consciousness and concentration of extraordinary people.

Perhaps, as the little turtle said, they are tired, it doesn't matter, this never-ending emptiness, the confusion of not knowing why they exist, death is the only relief.

"Holding snowflakes in your hands, you will melt when you land, you will build a city with quicksand, and you will collapse when you turn around..."

The sound of no joy and no sorrow came, accompanied by the rolling of thunder, interweaving a song of sorrow for the world, which is full of sadness.

With the last thunderbolt, announcing the end of the destruction, tens of thousands of ghosts were killed, not a single one was left, and the floating seal also stopped rotating, changed back to an inch in size, and floated back to the head of the wood dust on its own.

"Nam-no, Drink Ratana, Dora-yeya, Nam-no, Ajaya, Brahma-rugti, Shrou-ba-raya, Bodhisattva-Bha-bharva, Mahasattva-bhaya..."

The ancient Buddhist scriptures sounded, Mu Chen turned around, the treasure was solemn, and he recited the soul sutra at the mouth of this ruin.

"It's useless, they're already gone, and there's no soul to spare. The little turtle reminded.

"I know, it's just hard to feel bad, and it's even more sad that I can't do anything for them yet. ”

The little turtle stopped talking when he heard this, time slowed down, and after reciting a complete soul Sutra, Mu Chen sighed at this place, packed up his thoughts, and continued to move forward.

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