While the people from Lingyang College were besieging Huang Beiyue, his people came out by surprise and eliminated the girl who was in the way!
You can't blame him for being cruel. That girl has a Dreamweaver in her hand. They all know how powerful this thing is. If they fall into her trap, they will die in peace!
Seeing more and more people coming around, Huang Beiyue just sneered. These people underestimated Zhizhi's power.
As if he was insulted, Zhizhi let out a dissatisfied "squeak", and the green stem on his head suddenly increased the frequency of trembling.
"If you have the ability, completely seal off the five senses, otherwise, just fight with the Dream Weaver Beast!" Huang Beiyue completely ignored those who gathered around her.
If under fair circumstances, so many people besieged her, she might still feel a little scared. After all, she was outnumbered, and her strength was not strong enough to fight one against ten.
But with the Dreamweaver, she doesn't have to worry at all. This is simply an unfair battle! She is playing dirty tricks, can these people outplay her?
"Dean..." Several elders could no longer hold on, teetering on their respective spiritual beasts, and were about to collapse.
The ability of the Dream Weaver Beast is too terrifying. If they close their five senses, they can only be slaughtered by others. But if they don't close their five senses, they can only be controlled by the Dream Weaver Beast.
Several weak elders had vague hallucinations in their minds, and they couldn't tell whether the people in front of them were enemies or one of their own.
Seeing such a scene, Dean Canghe sighed helplessly, and finally became fierce in his heart, saying: "There is no need to be merciful, attack with all your strength! Such a scourge must not be left behind!"
"Yes!" After receiving the order, the elders rushed towards the direction of Huang Beiyue.
"Where are you going? I'm here." Huang Beiyue's laughing voice suddenly appeared behind him.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on Dean Canghe's forehead, and he felt cold, secretly thinking: I've been hit!
The elders also looked at each other in confusion. They rushed towards them, only to find that they were all targeting their own people, which almost caused a catastrophe!
"Dean, please come out, Lord Spirit!" Elder Nangong wiped the sweat from his forehead, squinted his eyes, and tried his best to see the person in front of him clearly.
"If the Spirit Lord had come out, he would have come out long ago!" Dean Canghe said in a deep voice, "This matter was caused by the civil strife in the royal family. I'm afraid the Spirit Lord will not intervene!"
"Then, what should we do?"
Dean Canghe closed his eyes for a moment, opened them again, and seemed to have finally made up his mind, saying: "You guys hold on for a while, I'll come back as soon as I go."
Elder Nangong's old eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Dean, could it be that you want to..."
"We have reached this point, is there any choice left?" Dean Canghe looked at Huang Beiyue with some pity in his eyes.
This child was also helpless. After so many years, she realized that the death of Princess Huiwen was controlled by the Queen Mother. No wonder she was so mad and resentful.
Could anyone else treat me calmly?
The red-tailed crane chirped, a strong wind blew by, and the immortal-minded Dean Canghe quickly left the square.
Huang Beiyue narrowed her eyes. This old guy didn't know what he was going to do. He had to wait for a while to get there. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the seventh tower.
