An Bulang saw the expression of the woman in red.

She shed tears of blood and smiled at An Bulang.

This scene is very similar to the scene I saw in the studio before.

An Bulang felt a chill behind his back, and when he looked back, he realized that a dense crowd of monks who had appeared in the dance had gathered behind him...

They were wearing glamorous evening gowns that have survived countless years. They were smiling, as if they were very happy, but there were red tears of blood flowing from their eyes, which was particularly sad.

A terrifying breath came from behind.

"Oops, we are surrounded." Jing Lianghan's face suddenly changed.

Gu Xiaoman was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she instinctively moved closer to An Bulang and others.

"Why is the crisis this time different from the last time?" The scholars at Chunyang Academy all looked frightened and quickly retreated to An Bulang and others.

At this time, everyone should join a group to stay warm.

Ji Yinyin also seemed to have thought of something at this moment: "Brother Bulang, I remembered why Jing Lianghan's name is so familiar. He is one of the eighteen calligraphy saints of Chunyang Academy. He previously listened to Chun Yun Taoist Palace.

The students at Yang Academy talked about him and said that Jing Lianghan's life card suddenly broke and he died in the sea. They were very sorry..."

As soon as he said this, the surrounding temperature dropped even lower.

Junshi even said "F*ck".

At this time, Gu Xiaoman's delicate and rosy face turned pale and bloodless.

She looked at Ji Yinyin with a particularly ferocious expression: "What are you talking about... How could my senior brother Jing be dead? We are training in the ancient ship of time..."

Jing Lianghan looked at An Bulang and others, his gentleness gradually turned violent, his pupils were bloodshot, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, we obviously get good things here, but these monks are weird, killing

Got them!"

"You don't need to take action, leave it to me!" An academy student at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm rushed towards An Bulang and others like an arrow. The sword in his hand was shining coldly as it shot out.

At this moment, Yingyingxian pointed out that the temperature of the heaven and earth dropped sharply, and even the void slowly froze.

The extreme cold, the boundless wind and snow, and the power of the moon burst out from your fingers, containing the origin of heaven and earth.

The attacking scholar felt that his movements suddenly became extremely slow. Only the finger grew larger and larger in his field of vision, and he had no possibility of avoiding it.

The pinnacle of heaven-level magic, extremely cloudy sky source finger!

"ah……!"

A scream came.

The finger force penetrated the head, and the scholar's body instantly froze and then collapsed.

Ji Yinyin's figure is dancing gracefully and has great aura. She can instantly kill a strong man at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm with just one blow!

"Senior Brother Liu!"

"How could it be possible...Senior Brother Liu is a strong man at the pinnacle of the Divine Sea Realm, why did he fall down in an instant...What happened to that girl's spell..."

"Damn it, we want to avenge Senior Brother Liu!"

"Come together and kill them!"

The students of Chunyang Academy were all angry.

They took action at the same time and attacked An Bulang and others.

Bai Longma was extremely frightened and huddled between An Bulang and Ji Yinyin.

The black moon wheel on Ji Yinyin's wrist flashed, changing from the size of a bracelet to a large crescent moon weapon, drawing a series of black deadly tracks in the void.

The black moon wheel can cut and split magic weapons. Its speed is so fast that the Shenhai realm students of Chunyang Academy can't resist the extreme sharpness. Their bodies are cut into several pieces, and the ground is covered with blood.

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The black trajectory tears open the atmosphere and draws out a fatal arc.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

A young man grabbed the unstoppable black moon wheel with his bare hands, and there was power flowing in his hands.

Ji Yinyin raised her eyes and her pretty face became serious.

Ask about the realm!

And besides Jing Lianghan, he is a powerful person in the realm of Taoism!

"You have killed so many of my compatriots, I can't let you die so easily..."

The young scholar looked at Ji Yinyin with cold eyes, and ice lotuses bloomed on the ground.

At this time, Gu Xiaoman had already rushed in front of An Bulang.

She wanted to take advantage of Ji Yinyin to get rid of these two extra Tianyuan realm scum first.

The powerful cultivation level of the ninth level of the Divine Sea Realm exploded. Gu Xiaoman's palm burst out with powerful wind and thunder power. The palm contained power that could shatter large mountains. There was also a dark ghost mouth faintly in the palm, which seemed to be able to swallow everything of the young man.

This is a battle with no suspense and a sure win.

Snapped!

Her wrist was grabbed by a strong hand.

The woman was immediately stunned. She found that the power of wind and thunder in her palm was suppressed by an inexplicable and terrifying force. She looked up at the young man who was supposed to be beaten into ashes by her slap, but she saw that the young man had a smile on his face.

With a slightly sarcastic smile.

Without saying a word, Gu Xiaoman just whipped her leg.

The slender thighs contain amazing energy, and can break the waist of a powerful person in the Divine Sea Realm with one kick.

Snapped!

Her slender white thighs were firmly grasped by the young man's hands again.

The fingers were even embedded into the white and tender skin.

"You... let go!"

An Bulang didn't let go, feeling the power pouring into Gu Xiaoman's body along the wrist and thigh.

"It's strange, you are still alive. What are you?" An Bulang asked curiously.

Judging from various particularly abnormal reactions, he originally thought that these people were not real people, but judging from the perception of magic released after physical contact, they had all the characteristics of a life, fresh flesh and blood,

Vigorous vitality and a powerful soul.

"Let go!" Gu Xiaoman struggled hard, but found that like a chicken, he was easily suppressed by the young man, with no possibility of resistance.

She panicked. She didn't expect that the Tianyuan realm Xiaoxiu who seemed easy to deal with was actually so terrifying. He was even more difficult to deal with than the girl who looked very fierce.

She had no choice but to turn around and look at the strongest man, shouting for help: "Brother Jing, come and save me!"

However, when Gu Xiaoman saw Jing Lianghan's appearance, she was speechless.

She found that Jing Lianghan's face was bloodless, and there was even black blood flowing out of his pupils.

"I'm already dead...I'm already dead...I'm already dead?"

Jing Lianghan seemed to be stimulated by Ji Yinyin's previous words, and kept repeating them silently.

"That's not right...I'm obviously not dead..."

He took out the small ball covered with black skulls that he had picked up before.

"But why... why do I have the memory of being killed by the Black Death Ball magic weapon..."

As soon as these words came out, all the monks from Chunyang Academy were stunned. They instinctively looked at their magic weapons.

The young man who was asking about the realm looked at the ice soul stabbing sword in his hand.

Gu Xiaoman looked at the purple garland on her wrist.

A man looked at his bronze meteor hammer.

It was as if he had been stimulated by something at the same time, breaking some order and rules.

The meteor hammer was stained with blood at some point.

The Ice Soul Stab Sword was dripping blood at some unknown time.

The mauve garland is withering and decaying...

The monks in the academy all began to cry, shedding black tears of blood.

"Yes... I seem to be dead... killed by the Ice Soul Sword..."

"I've had my head smashed by the Poseidon Star Hammer... and it seems like it happened more than once..."

"I was poisoned by the purple secret garland that protects me... I was poisoned non-stop..."

Gu Xiaoman shed tears of blood, her expression was dazed and enlightened, and the energy of death was spreading.

An Bulang still grabbed Gu Xiaoman's pale wrists and thighs, frowned like an old Chinese medicine doctor, and said, "It's strange, you have no vitality now."
To be continued...