The void trembles, and purple gas rises repeatedly.
Among the thousands of clouds, a figure in white clothes stood in the sky with his hands behind his back, and he came to everyone's eyes in one step.
He was a young man with a cold face, his black hair was pulled into a bun, and the strands were hanging down, looking elegant.
At this time, although there was no breath coming out of his body, standing there made the heaven and earth fall silent, and the sun and the moon lacked light.
Especially that fair and handsome face, which made many arrogant women freeze in their expressions, purse their red lips tightly, and reveal a hint of surprise in their eyes.
"It's...Senior Brother Wuya!!"
"Senior Brother Wuya is out of seclusion!!"
Waves of cheers resounded loudly, and unspeakable excitement appeared on the faces of countless disciples from the academy.
The road has no limit!
Daotian Academy is truly the number one in the contemporary era. He is extremely beautiful, and his Taoism is completely natural. He is the only disciple who has been taken to Saint Peak to practice by the master of the palace in the past ten thousand years.
Unexpectedly, at this time of crisis for the human race, Senior Brother Wuya came out of seclusion!!
"Senior Brother Wuya!!! Please support my human race!!"
"Senior Brother Wuya!! Strengthen our human race!!"
Cheers suddenly rang out, and countless disciples from the academy clasped their hands and shouted loudly.
The defeats of Yuwen Tianji and Wu Le have already made many people despair.
After all, with the strength of these two people, they are at the top of the human race, but they are not the combined enemy of the demon youth.
The emergence of Dao Wuya is a kind of hope for everyone.
"The road has no end?"
In front of the crowd, the woman in gold clothes nodded gently, with a bright smile on her lips.
Regarding the sequence of this human race, Tianjie, she knew something about it before she came.
And the reason why this No. 1 of the Four Academies is not included in the ranking is simply because he had gone into seclusion to practice in his heyday.
Hundreds of years have passed, and although his realm has never entered the holy realm, it still contains a hint of nature.
Obviously, this is a powerful enemy, far beyond the comparison between the two just now.
"Feng Yan, come back."
"yes!"
Feng Yan frowned slightly, and the surging fighting spirit in his eyes suddenly froze, and then fell from the sky, landing behind the woman in gold.
Although he felt unwilling at this time, he obviously did not dare to show any disobedience.
Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes flashed with horror.
Who is this woman in gold clothes, and why is Feng Yan so respectful and obedient to her?
"Mo Ling, go."
The woman in golden clothes smiled gently. Even though she had never seen Dao Wuya take action, compared to the human race, the demon race's advantage lies in its physical body and magical powers.
So what if Tao follows nature?
Even she was afraid of Mo Ling's magical power.
"Yes! Miss Huang!"
Behind him, a young man wearing ink clothes and a cold face immediately bowed and bowed.
Then, when he stepped out, there were wind marks all over his body, and he turned into an afterimage and appeared on the battlefield.
"Ninth level Zunjing, you are very strong."
Mo Ling raised her head and looked at Dao Wuya with cold eyes.
Compared with Feng Yan, his character is more calm, but every move carries a sinister meaning, which makes people inexplicably frightened.
"You are also very good, with the power of controlling the wind."
Dao Wuya looked indifferent. Just now he was on Saint Peak and he felt the spiritual power and evil spirit here.
Originally, during this retreat, he had made up his mind that he would never leave the retreat until he reached the holy realm.
But the human race is majestic and cannot tolerate provocation.
What's more, if this group of monsters defeated the current generation of geniuses in Daotian Academy today, I am afraid that this holy land of the human race would completely become the laughing stock of Qing Cang.
As the contemporary number one in the Fourth Academy, Dao Wuya would never just watch this happen.
"Hehehe, very good? This is the first time in so many years that someone said that I...are very good."
Mo Ling shook his head and smiled, and his figure suddenly rose into the sky.
Around it, there is endless demonic brilliance, vastness and fierce power.
Then, I saw him pressing down with his palm, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and his figure mysteriously disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Um?"
Dao Wuya frowned slightly, his eyes were full of clear light, and there were thousands of Dao lines.
I saw an ancient cyan blade appearing in his hand, and an extremely cold chill quietly filled the entire world.
"Buzz!"
The ten thousand-foot sword radiance slashed open, and the originally dark sky suddenly burst with a crack.
The sun shines and the light returns.
But at this time, Dao Wuya's face did not relax at all, but became more solemn and alert.
Because at this time, he still hadn't noticed the aura of the demon youth.
It was as if he had completely disappeared without even a trace of energy left behind.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, there was a sudden buzzing sound above the void.
I saw a series of black feathers appearing strangely at the end of the sky.
The flames burned on it, containing a terrifying heat that made people palpitate.
Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, they saw countless ink feathers suddenly turned into a black torrent, overwhelming the sky and shrouding Dao Wuya.
That speed was extremely fast, like a sudden death, it instantly appeared above the head of the number one student in the academy.
Seeing this scene, countless people's expressions suddenly changed and their eyes trembled.
Even some timid people have closed their eyes and turned their heads, their bodies trembling.
This type of offensive is simply unavoidable.
Even if Dao Wuya's cultivation level is terrifying, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape unscathed!
"Buzz!!"
only!!
What is surprising is that at this time, Dao Wuya not only had no intention of retreating, but instead turned into a green rainbow, opened the sky with his sword, and headed up against the rain of feathers.
Just when the offensive came down, he noticed a trace of Mo Ling's aura.
And with the methods of this genius of the demon race, once he hides in the dark and concentrates on sneak attacks, even Dao Wuya will have a headache.
"Boom boom!"
Boundless visions bloom from the void, killing countless people.
The road has no boundaries, and its brightness rises and falls thousands of miles, forming its own aura.
And when the feather rain fell about ten feet away from him, it was shattered by an invisible sword force, turning into liquid fire and falling down, which was extremely gorgeous.
However, with Dao Wuya's speed, he was no match for Yu Feng Mo Ling.
Therefore, by the time his figure appeared in the depths of the dark light, there was no trace of the former.
At the same time, a new round of feather rain gathered momentum and came from the sky.
"Damn it! Those people from the demon clan are really extremely cunning and they only dare to hide in the dark. If this continues, Senior Brother Wuya will be consumed by his life and death."
"That's right, if you have the guts, just show up and fight. There's no point in hiding."
Under the battle platform, countless clan disciples were filled with indignation, obviously dissatisfied with Mo Ling's methods.
"Show up and fight?"
And as if he heard everyone's sarcasm, a sneer suddenly came from the depths of the void.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Ling's figure appeared in the sky, standing in the air, looking indifferently at Dao Wuya below.
At this time, the latter had several blood marks on his body, and the bones were visible deep inside.
But there was no trace of sluggishness in his breath, and even his face had a cold and indifferent expression.
"Forget it, then let you, a group of human ants, see the true methods of our Black Mandarin clan."
Mo Ling grinned, revealing sharp and slender white teeth.
Behind him, a demonic figure suddenly descended from the sky, with a pair of wings that were a hundred feet long, covering the sky and the sun, and burning... endless dark flames.