The isolation formation cast by the priests of the Western Continent easily slapped Li He away.

Cheng Quyi's attack was due to his skills and insufficient damage. He could not have any greater effect except to make his opponent angry.

On the contrary, the black-robed priest's rage attacked her in an instant.

If it weren't for Zhu Xingguo's extraordinary skill [Guardian of God] to slap his life, he would probably have died of this world.

But in this way, Zhu Xingguo, the chief disciple of Wang Wen, was dragged here and could not use any move.

Calculate the time.

Only one and a half minutes away from the teleportation port on the Western Continent, the academy had suffered all casualties.

Even the 100-fold field that Mi Lailai Lai borrowed from Chen Hansheng and opened was destroyed by the red-robed high priest.

A big hole broke in his stomach and was crushed by the reborn and recovered man No. 1 black robe who was crushed with his head.

Seeing all the flesh and blood on his face, the flesh and blood on his face had almost been corroded by the blue-gray energy to the bones, and his empty eyes were filled with despair.

The robe man from the Western Continent that appeared this time was different from before.

In the past, even without Wang Wen, others could still make a few moves back and forth, win or lose.

But this time everyone was powerless to resist?!

The enemy is too terrible, and the force is unsolvable. Wang Wen will die if she doesn’t come back!

The academy present clearly knew this.

Everyone's heart is filled with haze and confusion - why has the strength of the Western Continent been so greatly improved?

In the face of such crushing strength, no matter how many levels of tower climbers make an attack, it is like a joke.

How can I fight this?

Just when everyone's hearts were dead.

He Ju, who was kicked away by the man in black, suddenly found a faint sound coming from the dean's room beside him.

When the man in the black robe who was trampling rice in the distance shouted "Who else?" by the wind, the dust flying in the dean's office suddenly stopped in the air.

He Ju heard a slightly hoarse growl in his ears:

"Dragon Valley, open!"

The sound fell, and a bright purple light leaked out like water, spreading a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, and it was included in it along with the teleportation light port.

This small world seemed to have entered another strange bright purple world.

All the priests in robes lit up bright purple flames out of nowhere.

Each flame seems to have a keen connection, and once it is generated, you will chase each other and connect, just like wildfires on the grassland quickly ignite into one piece.

Those who react slightly slower will immediately be swallowed by the flames and will turn into ashes within a moment.

Only priests above the advanced have quick eyes and quick hands, and they will use blue-gray energy to extinguish them without waiting for the flame to expand.

The dust in the dean's office seemed to be interfered by some force, and quickly fell from mid-air to the ground, gradually revealing a figure who was slowly getting up.

He Zi shouted in surprise when he saw the figure clearly: "Director Li is still alive!"

Li He walked out of the flying dust, and although he was covered in dust and blood, his expression was quite calm.

He didn't answer He Ju's words, but just nodded slightly and responded, staring at the distance.

He Ju followed his gaze and looked at the purple flames that bloomed from time to time in the crowd, and couldn't help but sigh: "Eight hundred floors of realms! I thought my boss's tower climbing speed was abnormal enough, but I didn't expect that Dean Li's speed was so terrifying! It's worthy of being the genius duo who made a bet to revitalize the academy!"

As he spoke, he changed his mind and asked in confusion: "Why don't you use this earlier if you have this skill?"

Lee Hyuk still didn't turn to look at him.

But two lines of clear tears were unconsciously drawn on my calm face, and two parallel water marks were washed away on the dusty skin.

The 800th floor of the World Tower, who knows the speed of burning money.

Even the top-notch Mi Lailai needs to borrow money from the boss to open a field. How many points can a dean who has been unable to make ends meet for a long time?

No, no.

It's not affordable...

Unfortunately, it is now at the critical moment of life and death, let alone money, you will lose your life.

No matter how reluctant I am, I can only bleed with tears.

Li He silently calculated the amount of money consumed in his use of the field and shed tears silently.

Before he could mourn his lost points, the scene ahead made his brow frown deeper and deeper.

It is obvious that the bright purple flame may be useful to ordinary priests, but it cannot hurt the man in black robe at all.

The scene looks one-sided, but in fact, as long as you don’t kill the opponent’s high-end combat power, it will be useless.

Lee Hyuk's eyes fell on the center of the chaotic priest group.

There was a conspicuous red color there.

A man in a red robe stood quietly among the flying purple flames, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier around him. No matter how hard the purple flames tried, they could not get close to him.

Noticed Lee Hyuk's gaze, the other party's masked face slowly turned around.

A trace of uneasiness flashed through Li He's heart when he saw the other party raise his finger and point it toward him.

He turned over and rushed towards the nearest bunker regardless of the situation.

My body broke a big hole in mid-air, and I barely rolled into the bunker by relying on my inertia, and began to vomit blood.

The field of purple flames naturally dissipated.

He Xu, who was still staying in the same place, was shocked.

Just as I was about to find a cover to hide together, I saw the terrifying finger tip of the man in the red robe moving towards me.

Lee Hyuk was at least a moving target and it was not easy to aim.

At this time, He Xu was like a fixed target. His eyes looked at each other's fingertips and almost formed a cross-eye, which means that the target of that finger this time is likely to be the head.

In a moment.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

Finished!

No sound.

He Ju's right shoulder and a small half of his upper body all disappeared.

It seemed as if an empty semicircle appeared on his body, and he turned over and lay on the ground in a mess and disappeared. The blood from the wound was like a flood from a drainage gate, and soon it became a piece of land.

The attack of the man in the red robe was misplaced.

Not a mercy.

Instead, the whole person was hit on the ground by a fist that suddenly appeared in the void.

The high priest held the mask and looked up at the man who appeared beside him.

Mo Ran was panting, wearing a pair of white-backed and red-patterned fist gloves on both hands, and there were blazing flames on the gloves, but the color of the flame was red and white.

He came from nowhere.

Sweat and anger on his face.

When I saw the man in black robe not far away, the anger on his face became even stronger.

He still remembered what he talked to the man in black when he got the essence of divine power and saw the effect of strengthening his physique.

The other party was full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but turned around and started a war.

This made Mo Ran feel that he had suffered extremely sinister and vicious deception!

At this moment, looking at the miserable situation of the people in the academy, he pointed at the ground and roared at the man in black: "This is what you call peace?"

The man in black robe not far away laughed disdainfully.

Open your mouth and want to say something.

But when Mo Ran roared, "Go to your peace?", he then fisted and smashed the red-robed high priest who had fallen to the ground.

The fists slashed through the air.

The red and white flames burning on it suddenly surged to nearly one meter, and contracted and condensed in the next second, tightly pressed against the surface of the fist.

During this process of shrinking, the temperature rises exponentially.

The large area of ​​space around the light port became distorted and blurred, as if even the air was burning dry in an instant.

Some unlucky priests who were directly opposite Mo Ran were able to maintain their complete body at a distance, but were only scalded to make their skin red and screamed.

The carbonization was directly turned slightly closer to the point, and it swayed slightly and then broke the black charcoal on the ground.

Such a powerful and angry blow.

But he stopped less than an inch from the forehead of the Red Robe High Priest.
To be continued...