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Chapter two hundred and ninety second cold

After Ling Yun glanced at the talking boys, he saw those boys who were only fifteen or sixteen years old, secretly squeezing the weapons in his hand, and it made people unable to see that he was on guard against you.

Seeing Ling Yun's gaze swept over, the young men grinned, looking harmless, but secretly they had already listed Ling Yun as a more dangerous person than a demon.

"Black-clothed Sword Young Master" Ling Yun naturally knew what they mean, because this place belongs to the trial field, and there are only three types of people on the surface.

One type of trial object, another type of trial object, and the final judge.

The first two categories are self-evident. As for the ruling, the judge is composed of masters from the academy or organization.

Generally speaking, these people will not take action at will, and unless it is a very unexpected situation, there will be no hunters.

"Which academy are you from?" The young man who was speaking looked at Ling Yun with a expressionless face again. From this, we can see that this person is probably the leader of this team.

Just as Ling Yun was considering whether to answer, a violent shock suddenly occurred on the earth, which made everyone present alert and turned their eyes to the origin of the sound.

"Ye Xuan, isn't that your sister?" Yan Qi hurried to the young man and patted him on the shoulder.

But if someone pays attention to Yan Qi's hand, he will find that when he patted Ye Xuan's shoulder, his arms couldn't help trembling.

Not to mention Yan Qi trembled, even their leader Ye Xuan couldn't help but tremble. Even though their cultivation level was so great, they were only half-year-old children after all.

At the same time, the judges who are paying attention to this trial discuss the winners and losses of this trial in a vast space.

There was a screen in front of them without any dead corners, and they could see any scene in the trial land clearly. This was not a spell or martial art, but a very simple technology.

"Jian Duzun, aren't you going to save your student? If she steps later, she will die." A man who was obviously not in the same group as Jian Duzun happily took out a cup of tea, walked to Jian Duzun, and drank it in one gulp.

"Ji Buzhu, you don't know that we can't interfere with the trial." Jiu Ye crossed his legs and stroked the white animal in his arms.

Judging from its appearance, it seems like a "cat". Can big people like cats?

"Yes, yes, yes"

Ji Buzhuo covered his forehead and turned around: "You see, I forgot it, it turns out that he is old."

"But, I would like to remind you. If your students cannot take the top ten, you will have to follow them to exit the Super Seminary. You can come to my college and I will give you a certain position."

"It's not your worries. My students haven't withdrawn. Let's look at your Zhenwu Academy. Those who die, those who escape, those who retreat, those who retreat, those who are alive now... I'll see where there are..."

"Not knowing what's wrong"

"What's the matter?" Jian Duzun rolled up his sleeves: "Life and death are indifferent, if you don't accept it, you can do it. If you have the ability to follow me on the life and death stage."

"I……"

"alright"

Seeing that everyone was making noise, Mo Yuan stomped on the ground with a scepter in his hand, and immediately waves of water-like ripples appeared, spreading out in all directions.

Almost at the same time, everyone felt a terrifying pressure, which suddenly descended towards their bodies, causing them to swallow the words they put into their mouths.

When they saw that the person who was speaking was Mo Yuan, everyone did not dare to do it again and retreated obediently.

Mo Yuan is the chief judge of this trial and one of the elders of the Sifangjie Academy Council.

But no one knows that he is the head of the top ten presidents of the Academy Alliance, and one of the three masters of the Holy Paradise. Slaughtering God is like cutting vegetables, and his strength is unfathomable.

Of course, there are only a handful of people who can know his identity now, but with the identity and strength Mo Yuan showed now, no one is willing to seek death unless they think they have a long life.

"Undevoted, is this the person you arrived at?" Mo Yuan said to Ling Yun through the screen.

Then I saw an old figure appeared on the screen, and walked out of the screen and respectfully bowed to Mo Yuan.

“Yes, teacher”

"Get up"

Hearing Mo Yuan's words, the old figure immediately stood up: "I met this person on the road yesterday. I also met a very strong little girl at that time, but this little guy's head is, ah..."

"Later, I wanted to observe him, but he had the marks made by several masters on him, which made me unable to see clearly, so I left a thought and played with him, but I found a lot of interesting things."

It goes without saying that this person's identity is the old man Ling Yun met on the road and in the car before, that is, Xuanyuan Bubai, the dean of the "Super Theological Academy".

Without using any magical powers, Mo Yuan understood all the information from Ling Yun to the present. Even how Ling Yun stepped into the perfect level and entered Yandu could not hide Mo Yuan's eyes.

"I have an old age with Shusanyuan, and Wumeng Sansheng and they have helped the Holy Heaven many times. You tell those people that this person's affairs will end here."

Mo Yuan waved his hand and all the information about Ling Yun disappeared. As long as someone whose strength is not more than Mo Yuan's ten times, he could no longer detect any information about Ling Yun.

"Teacher, do you think he..." Xuanyuan Bubai was very interested in Ling Yun, and even the eyes looking at Ling Yun showed a hot light.

"Impossible" Mo Yuan pointed at Ling Yun from a distance, and then saw three token-like outlines and true spirit imprints on Ling Yun.

"What a pity." Xuanyuan Bubai smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect Ling

Yun also had such things and identity, so he immediately gave up the idea of ​​incorporating Ling Yun into the Super Seminary.

"By the way"

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher, look at this person, are you going to resurrect him?"

I saw an extremely weak true spirit appeared on Xuanyuan Bubai's hand. People without the cultivation level of a demigod could not notice anything in Xuanyuan Bubai's hand.

Mo Yuan looked at the extremely weak true spirit and browned: "You want to resurrect him?"

"It's a pity to die. After all, he is the most genius figure in the history of Dongyang Sword Sect. With him, I think the Holy Paradise will be more lively..."

"Your purpose is probably not like this." Mo Yuan saw through Xuanyuan Bubai's idea at a glance. For thousands of years, Xuanyuan Bubai's personality has been like this and it is impossible to change.

"You can't hide anything from the teacher." When Xuanyuan Bubai said this, he didn't forget to flatter him, and then said seriously.

"Dongyang Sword Lord has a good talent, and is even on Jian Duzun. The probability of becoming a god-level player in the future is very high. This person has an old age with Ling Yun, and the future of the two must be inseparable from cause and effect."

"With the existence of Dongyang Sword Lord, it can not only increase the strength of the Holy Paradise, but also have greater confidence in the battle of realm at that time."

"The key is that Ling Yun's rebirth is very strange. I think that those people will appear."

"Do you doubt Ling Yun's identity?" Mo Yuan rubbed his heart, knowing Xuanyuan Bubai's meaning.

After pausing, Xuanyuan Bubai said firmly: "It's not suspicion, but facts. Ling Yun is definitely them..."

"Okay, this matter is not something you can participate in now." Mo Yuan directly interrupted Xuanyuan Bubai's words and said coldly: "You just need to know that Ling Yun was a player before, but now he is a member of Huangtian. Everything will be mentioned when this Chaos Era is over."

"Yes" Xuanyuan Bubai also knew that now was not the time to talk about this matter, and the topic quickly changed: "I want to resurrect Dongyang Sword Lord and let him join the Super Seminary. After all, Jian Duzun's strength does not come from him, but the strange soul in his body, whose purpose is not pure, so it's better to be on guard."

Xuanyuan Bubai had long seen that Jian Duzun was abnormal. After all, a useless teacher suddenly became a genius. It is impossible to think about it. There is no trick behind it, and it is obviously deceiving himself.

"The performance of Jian Duzun during this period is probably because someone has conducted an experiment on him. It is a method of assisting practice similar to the main god system. It is probably a new method for people outside the nine heavens..."

Jian Duzun sneezes, touched his nose, and couldn't help but mutter: "Is anyone talking about me?"

And in Jian Duzun’s mind, a very mysterious silk thread appeared, forming a dense space, just like the rules of heaven and earth, vast and endless.
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