Ye Qingni's sweet voice sounded in the distant space, but as soon as the voice fell, it was drowned by the endless roaring sound.
Boom, the ferocious blood-colored Imperial Qi struck the golden giant's body mercilessly. Suddenly, the golden light began to sway weakly.
Collapse, click...
The body of the ten swaying golden giants did not last for a few breaths before it instantly collapsed.
Whoosh, the huge figure collapsed, and the golden arms fell to pieces in the sky and fell apart.
The bodies of Dahei, Dabai and Zhao Hei flew behind Ye Qingni without any suspense, flying in the air.
Poof, a mouthful of bright red blood spit out, and Ye Qingni's delicate body trembled non-stop.
The internal organs seemed to have been severely bombarded, becoming somewhat displaced and extremely painful.
"Jin Yuanbao, let go. Without the support of Wen Dao's vitality, the power of the Ten Directions Formation cannot be resisted by you alone."
Zhao Hei's voice sounded, full of fear and anxiety.
"No, the more I persist, the less likely they will have their memories erased."
The golden headscarf fluttered, Ye Qingni raised her eyebrows, and her beautiful face was full of stubbornness.
"View at ease..."
Pious voices rang out one after another, and the whole body was immersed in golden light, seeming to be thousands of feet tall.
Boom, a huge bloody bombardment came, like ten bloody evil dragons, instantly swallowing the beautiful golden lotus.
Bang, the golden body was violently pushed into the air by the huge force of the impact, making countless eyes look horrified.
"Ye Qingni..."
Countless voices sounded on the altar, but they were all helpless.
"Hmph, the mantis is using his arms as a chariot and he is overestimating his ability. He deserves it."
Tang Xuanli looked at Ye Qingni who was blown away in the picture, and mocked angrily.
"You, are you a beast?"
With his strong body twisting, Xia Dong looked at Tang Xuanli from a distance, full of indignation.
"That's right, Tang Xuanli, why don't you go eat Xiang?"
Angry roars sounded out, and countless students looked at Tang Xuanli angrily.
"you···."
Tang Xuanli looked at these students from lower colleges in astonishment, and was extremely surprised. These students who didn't know whether to live or die, actually scolded himself, did they not want to live?
Boom, boom, just when Tang Xuanli was furious, a sudden huge roar resounded up and down the altar, deafening.
After Ye Qingni's golden light, great purification technique, and golden lotus disappeared, the Ten Directions Formation seemed to have returned to its original trajectory.
The blood-colored Imperial Qi, which had returned to its original trajectory, merged again, and the bewildered Wen Dao Qi turned into a pink color and enveloped it again.
"Come again?"
Countless students had a look of fear and unwillingness in their eyes, but there was nothing they could do.
Buzzing, like a majestic heavy rain falling, instantly staining the dark hair of countless students.
ah···.
There were painful roars one after another, and countless seniors held their heads and began to twist crazily on the ground.
Huge pain enveloped every student, including Tao Chan, Zhai Wangsun and others, who were writhing crazily.
The students of Yunjuan Academy finally could no longer pretend to be imprisoned by the Ten Directions Formation and could not move, so they began to roll on the ground in pain.
"Haha, that's what it tastes like. This is how I erased my memory in previous years. Although there were some twists and turns this year, I finally succeeded."
Tang Xuanli looked at tens of thousands of students writhing in pain, and suddenly felt relieved and burst into laughter.
"Immediately!"
Even the taciturn Tie Lanshan held his head, looked at Tang Xuanli fiercely, and uttered holy words.
Um?
Tang Xuanli looked at Tielanshan and was about to speak when he suddenly found that Tielanshan's eyes seemed a little dull.
"Haha, your memory will be erased soon. I'm in a good mood, so I won't argue with you."
Tang Xuanli shook his head happily and did not care about Tie Lanshan.
Boom, suddenly, the bloody light began to slowly shrink towards the outside of this world.
And the vitality of Wen Dao from high in the sky slowly fell on the bodies of countless seniors, as if it was making up for and smoothing away the pain on the students.
"So fast?"
Tang Xuanli was startled and looked at the students with dull eyes.
"It seems it was successful!" Tang Xuanli showed a satisfied smile and nodded gently.
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There was a sound of footsteps, and Zhao Hei, who was seriously injured, opened his eyes with difficulty.
A pair of white boots appeared in his eyes, and a tall Confucian crown came into view.
"Miss, you are seriously injured, I will take you to heal first."
The instructor, who came from nowhere, leaned down and gently picked up the unconscious Ye Qingni.
"You, you are, the messenger of virtuous people...?"
Zhao Hei's weak voice sounded and he looked at the instructor, feeling surprised.
"Yes, my surname is Ye. Fatty, you are also seriously injured and need to recuperate. I will ask Professor Zhou to rescue you later."
White clothes were fluttering, and before Zhao Hei could say anything, Teacher Ye drifted away.
"Hiccup, I knew that this beautiful girl is not simple. It is true."
Dabai, who was lying on the ground, sighed and looked at Xiaodoudou lying on his body, but he felt a little sad.
"Don't be afraid, Professor Zhou will definitely rescue us all."
"What about big brother?"
Xiao Doudou's weak voice sounded, but Zhang Xiao was still worried.
"What about him? Don't worry, he won't die." Zhao Hei nodded firmly and said with great certainty.
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Mr. Wen, I don’t know where he came from. Although he is the vice president of Confucianism College, he seems not to be on good terms with his grandfather Tang Sanqiu.
His death seems to have been caused by his grandfather.
The four deans of Shangru, Yang Dingtian, were suppressing the green dust gorilla in the depths of Qinglong. The three deans of the academy, Tang Sanqiu, Bai Jingdan, and Wen Sangzi, seemed to have different paths.
Was this a tripartite confrontation deliberately created by Emperor Ming, or did each have their own plans?
Needless to say, Tang Sanqiu must be with Emperor Ming.
Bai Jingdan is a loyal fan of the princess. On the surface, he respects Emperor Ming, but secretly he makes small moves.
But this article is a little strange for Sangzi. He actually has no clear purpose in Mingzun. I have been with him for so long, and I have never heard of his ambitions in Mingzun.
It's not like Yang Dingtian's madness, it's not like Tang Sanqiu who wants to be a saint teacher and rule the world with five rites.
Unlike Bai Jingdan, he wants to support Princess Zhaoyang and ascend the throne as king.
So what exactly does he want to do? Just eat and wait for death? It doesn’t look like that!
At this moment, Zhang Xiao, who was standing behind the golden monument, stretched out his hand to touch the ancient, vast and tall monument, and his thoughts were flowing rapidly in his heart.
Kong Kongkong, Wen Sangzi's big hand swatted at Yang Dingtian crazily. Amid rising fear, he actually suppressed the evil soldiers and the dragon soul so that they could not move.
Huh? It turns out that Mr. Wen's soul power has been so powerful for a long time.
But he has been hiding in the monument and is unwilling to come out to help him. What does it mean?
"Zhaohua's chapters and articles can determine the heavens!"
Hum, in front of Yang Dingtian, there are countless words, like a river rushing.
The surging words, carrying the breath of metal, wood, water, fire and earth, circulate in circles and are endless.
The long river of words and the energy of the five elements rose up with a huge momentum and turned into the eight characters "Zhaohua Chapter Wen Can Determine the Heaven".
In the literary spirit, a huge light surged out from the word Zhao, illuminating Wen Sangzi's soul and making him tremble uncontrollably.
"So strong?"
Zhang Xiao, who was hiding behind the monument, was startled when he saw this, a little unbelievable.
This old ghost Yang actually understood eight characters. Moreover, these eight characters seem to be connected into one piece, which can develop chapters of human civilization. It is indeed powerful.
"go!"
There was a soft sound, and Yang Dingtian, who had his hands behind his back, stretched out his left hand and flicked the word "ding" with his index finger!
Hum, this fixed word turned into a stream of light and appeared instantly on Wen Sangzi's soul-powerful hand.
Boom, the huge air machine overflowed, blowing the dragon soul and rolling it far away.
Cang..., the evil soldiers emitted a fierce brilliance, and actually cut off all these auras.
"Huh? Not bad!" Yang Dingtian nodded approvingly, looking at the evil soldiers who were still in place and not planning to take action, and smiled slightly.
"You know the truth!"
"Old ghost Yang, your eight characters are indeed as good as before."
Wen Sangzi looked at his big hand, which was firmly fixed in the void, and his face was distorted for a while, feeling helpless.
"Wen Sangzi, originally I thought your soul power was still there, but now it seems that you are just a paper tiger, right?"
Yang Dingtian's funny voice sounded, and he looked at Wen Sangzi, who had no more soul power, and showed a funny look.
"What are you proud of?" Wen Sangzi was furious for a while.
"If this kid hadn't been in such a low state in front of us, how could he be so weak if we were nourished with vitality?"
"Finally, I have reached a higher level, but I have been in the academy full of literary and moral energy all day, and I can't come out." Wen Sangzi's depressed voice sounded, and his soul quietly retreated.
"Oh? So, you are dead this time!"
Yang Dingtian looked at Wen Sangzi with interest, knowing that he had a winning chance.
"Not necessarily? Zhang Xiao, why don't you come out yet?"
Wen Sangzi's eyes were filled with visible panic. He hurriedly turned his head and looked around frantically for Zhang Xiao's three souls and seven souls, but to his great disappointment, he found nothing.
"If you don't come out, this old ghost will break your head!"
Zhang Xiao, who was hiding behind the monument, looked at the frightened Wen Sangzi, with a flash of light in his eyes.
"If you can't beat me, why can't I beat you even more? If I don't come out, I'm hiding inside this wall. It's very safe. He can't get in anyway."
"Um, wall?"
At this time, Yang Dingtian finally ignored Wen Sangzi and looked at the tall, golden wall.
The pale golden light of the big wall circulated, standing silently in the center of Zhang Xiao's mind, unable to tell what was mysterious about it.
However, the mysterious aura rising, the extraordinary surface texture, and the mysterious texture made Yang Dingtian understand.
This is absolutely extraordinary.
Phew, at this moment, Wen Sangzi's figure suddenly moved, and while Yang Dingtian was distracted, he quickly ran towards the golden wall.
"Huh? Wen Sangzi, just run. Even if you run in, I can kill you."
Yang Dingtian raised his hand, and the Chinese characters emitted a gorgeous light, shrouding the evil soldiers, lifted them up, and chased Wen Sangzi...