"Suck it for me!" Xiao Long drank again, and the Eight Dragon Cauldron erupted with a burst of attraction. All the monks who were not dead were sucked in, and then the lid was closed.
"when!"
The big cauldron fell to the ground, shaking slightly, and a faint roar could be heard from inside.
I saw Xiao Long clasping his hands together and chanting in a low voice: "Amitabha, monks are compassionate and will not kill you. For now, I will burn you in fire for seven or forty-nine days and refine it into Buddhist relics.
Send you to log in to the extreme*."
Angry curses and threats came from the cauldron, but Xiao Long ignored them and kicked the cauldron to the Liuyun Sect disciples, saying: "Refining these bald donkeys for forty-nine days,
Deliver them."
After leaving these words, Xiao Long turned around and left.
"That person is..." Looking at Xiao Long's retreating back, Xuanyuan Mingyue exclaimed: "Xiao Chen!"
"It's definitely Xiao Chen. I will remember his back for the rest of my life!" Wang Mingao said excitedly.
"Senior Xiao Chen!" Liuyun Sect disciples were filled with surprises...
Xiao Long flew into the sky and scanned the area. Since there were fewer and fewer treasures, he had to plunder them from other people. The battles in the forest became more and more fierce, and fewer and fewer people survived.
There were originally millions of people who entered the ruins, but now there are only about 100,000 left, and even Canghai Academy has only 3,000 people left dead.
Although the number of people has become smaller, those who survive are all the best of the best.
Looking at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in all directions, Xiao Long always felt that something was wrong. What was wrong specifically, he couldn't tell.
He casually grabbed a corpse and explored it with his spiritual consciousness. He found that the sea of consciousness of the corpse was empty, with no trace of soul at all.
Usually after death, a trace of soul remains in the sea of consciousness. Just like the demon king, whose physical body was destroyed, but a trace of residual soul remained in his head, and he could still be reborn. However, the souls of these corpses disappeared completely. Obviously
Not normal.
"Put away those corpses." Xiao Long passed by and began to collect the corpses.
Residency of Canghai University.
After fighting day and night, everyone in Canghai Academy was exhausted, so they found an open space in the forest, built houses and tents, and settled there to heal and recuperate.
The forest was quiet and there was no sound at all.
Tuoba Zhan sat cross-legged on the top of a tree, closing his eyes and concentrating.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened wide, a sharp sword light burst out from his eyes, a crisp sound of fine iron colliding was heard in the void, and there were faint sparks.
"Haha, young man, you are very responsive!" A chuckle came, and an old man with white eyebrows and a sword was standing in the void, looking at him with a sneer.
"White Eyebrow Sword King!" Tuoba Zhan narrowed his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, footsteps were heard from all directions, and a dark crowd appeared in the east. They were wearing black robes and carrying strong pressure, which shocked the whole audience. They were the people of Tianshen Academy.
To the west is a group of monks wearing monastic robes. Many monks are stacked together to form a triangle. The Buddha's light is shining all over the place, Sanskrit sounds are flowing, and there is a faint shadow of a thousand-foot-tall golden Buddha floating behind them.
To the north, a group of towering giants with a height of more than three meters flew from high altitude and landed on the ground one after another. The ground shook violently, but as they moved towards that point, the pressure around them doubled, and it seemed that they could not even breathe smoothly.
To the south... there is only one person standing.
Just this one person made Tuoba Zhan's pupils suddenly shrink.
Sikong Sheng!
One person is equal to one force, occupying the same position, the most invincible existence in the ruins!
The students and elders of Canghai College put away their tents and houses and looked around with heavy faces.
They actually joined forces to besiege Canghai Academy?
"King Kong Temple, we have no grievances, why do we want to get involved?" the chief elder of Canghai Academy asked.
"Amitabha! Canghai Academy is too murderous. For the sake of the common people, we Buddhist disciples are naturally obliged to wash away your sins!" said Dharma, the chief disciple of Vajra Temple.
"Where is the White Eyebrow Sword King?" The great elder looked at the White Eyebrow Sword King again.
The White-Eyebrow Sword King smiled and said: "My old friend, the old monster from the mountains, died in your hands. I am here to avenge him."
"That's unreasonable!"
"There is such a shameless person." Everyone in Canghai Academy yelled angrily. Everyone knew that the relationship between the White Eyebrow Sword King and the old monster in the mountain was not on good terms, so there was no reason for revenge!
The Great Elder looked around, murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes: "If you dare to besiege our Canghai Academy, you will have to pay the price!"
After saying this, he clenched his fist, and a wave of magic formula was transmitted into the ground.
"Buzz!"
A huge formation base emerged under everyone's feet.
"Hmph!" Sikong Sheng took out a red flag and thrust it into the ground. The trajectory of the formation below suddenly became chaotic. The two spiritual energies in the formation collided together, making an explosion and the entire formation disappeared instantly.
not see.
"How is that possible!" Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
"This formation flag was found in the ruins. It has the effect of disrupting the trajectory of the formation. If I had known that there were people in Canghai Academy who were good at formations, why wouldn't I have been prepared." Sikong Sheng sneered.
The faces of teachers and students of Canghai College were ashen.
They had expected this situation, so they set up formations and prepared in advance. Who would have thought that the other side would actually find a formation flag specifically designed to restrain the formations.
"Xiao Yuan, what should I do?" Zhuge Jin came over.
"Don't worry, none of them can escape!" Huang Mao said.
Among the people in Canghai Academy, the only one who can remain calm is Huang Mao.
"Canghai Academy has plundered many treasures. After destroying them, you will distribute them equally, and I will only take one sword. How about that?" The White-Eyebrow Sword King stared at the sword in Tuoba Zhan's hand with blazing eyes.
"Destroy them before we talk!"
Sikong Sheng stepped forward and rushed out.
Just then!
Suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in the air, and Sikong Sheng stopped midway and shot a palm towards the void on the right.
The next moment, a pair of eagle-like claws appeared on the right, and they collided hard with Sikong Sheng's palm.
"boom!"
A large ball of blue lightning erupted at the impact point, and the ground where it was located instantly collapsed. Terrifying waves of spiritual energy rose into the sky, and a large crater a hundred feet wide collapsed on the ground.
The two figures retreated quickly and slid into the distance.
"Who!" Sikong Sheng raised his eyes and glared.
The people at Tianshen Academy were shocked when they saw this scene.
In the ruins, there is someone who can fight with Sikong Sheng! How is that possible!
"Is it the hazy young man or the masked woman?" someone thought secretly.
However, when everyone saw the appearance of the visitor clearly, they were all shocked.
On a tree in the distance, an eagle-eyed young man clasped his hands on his chest, stood at the tip of the branch, lowered his head and looked down at Sikong Sheng under the tree in front, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Yao Chen!" The teachers and students of Canghai College were surprised.