When Han Jiulin heard this, he understood what Li Dao meant and then spoke:
"Yes, if such a large number of blood-armored war spirits were gathered in one place, their combat power would be comparable to the Canglan Empire's million-strong army. If they poured into the academy, there would probably be countless casualties!"
Li Dao nodded and continued:
"Brother Han, do you still remember the group of ghosts and monsters we saw on the bloody river?
According to my guess, this group of Senluo ghosts entered the cliff cave and were transformed into blood-armored war spirits by the aboriginal people of this plane space, and their ultimate goal is to destroy our Guangming Academy!"
Han Jiulin said: "But how did these aboriginal people in the plane space do this?
Could it be that it relies on a strange magic weapon?"
"Yes, it depends on the magic weapon! And it's an eighth-grade magic weapon! It's called the Yin-Yang Divine Cauldron.
This eighth-level magic weapon can transform all kinds of ghosts and monsters under the driving force. It is really a rare and precious magic weapon."
Li Dao nodded and said.
Han Jiulin pondered for a moment, and then said: "It seems that maybe we guessed wrong from the beginning.
The abnormal celestial phenomena that appeared in the Imperial Tomb were caused by the aborigines of the plane space opening up the evil spirit world."
"That's why they set up a lot of ambushes in advance in the Imperial Tomb of God, in order to prevent us, the academy disciples, from interfering with their actions."
Li Dao also agreed with Han Jiulin's idea, nodded and said: "Yes, these aborigines of the plane space, that is, the Lingye tribe, should have been planning this matter after they obtained the Yin Yang Divine Cauldron."
"As long as the Fierce Spirit Realm is completely opened, and with the miraculous effect of the Yin-Yang Divine Cauldron, they can transform countless ghosts and monsters into blood-armored war spirits, and then counterattack into Ditian City and even the entire Guangming Academy."
"In this way, this group of Lingye clan members can counterattack and occupy the entire plane world and become the masters of this world again! If I guessed correctly, King Lingye must have arrived in this emperor for such a big operation.
Inside the Tomb of the Gods!”
Han Jiulin looked very solemn at this moment, although he fully understood the psychology of these plane space aborigines who wanted to regain their territory.
But there are many friends he cherishes in Guangming Academy, and he must not sit back and watch Guangming Academy be captured by this group of Lingye tribesmen, otherwise with the style of this group of Lingye tribesmen, there will be a river of blood and countless deaths and injuries.
Han Jiulin turned his head sideways and said to Li Dao:
"This matter is related to the survival of the entire Guangming Academy. It is no longer something you and I can shoulder alone. We must go back and tell the senior leaders of the Guangming Academy the plans of the Lingye tribe, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
Li Dao naturally agreed with Han Jiulin's idea, so the two set out again to try to find the exit from the Emperor's Tomb of God.
But at this moment, Han Jiulin and Li Dao lost their way because they had been chased by the blood-armored war spirit. They could not find the exit of the Ditian Divine Mausoleum, but instead met a group of cultivators who had completely lost their minds.
Han Jiulin took a closer look and saw that the group of irrational cultivators were all wearing the costumes of Guangming Academy. There were eight people in total, including not only the disciples of the previous academy, but also the new students of this academy.
These eight people were currently fighting and fighting with each other. They were full of madness and seemed to be completely crazy.
But Han Jiulin recognized one of his acquaintances.
I saw that the man was still wearing the purple and gold armor, covered in blood, his eyes were murderous, and he was waving a square-shaped halberd in his hand. He was none other than the young prince of Sixiang Palace - Tang Mingxi.
"Hey, these academy disciples have all been infected by the evil spirit in the Emperor Tian Shen Mausoleum. At this moment, they have completely lost their minds and cannot distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. But fortunately, I still have a few Xuanyang evil-preventing jade in my hand!"
Before he finished speaking, Li Dao took out several Xuanyang evil-preventing jade from his storage ring and hit the arms of the academy disciples one after another, causing them to gradually regain their senses and stop attacking their fellow disciples one after another.
However, because they fought frantically regardless of energy consumption when they were crazy, now almost all their energy was exhausted, and they all fell to the ground and gasped for breath.
Han Jiulin walked to Tang Mingxi's side and adjusted his luck so that he would wake up as soon as possible.
After Tang Mingxi was completely awake, he felt curious as soon as he saw Han Jiulin, and then asked: "Han Jiulin?"
Why are you here too?
What happened? Why do I feel like all my strength has been exhausted?"
"You have been invaded by the sinister evil spirit in the Emperor Tian Shen's mausoleum. Previously, we and the enemy fought against each other without distinction."
Han Jiulin said.
"Is this happening?
Why do I have no memory at all..." Tang Mingxi held his head and thought carefully, but he couldn't remember what happened just now.
"It's not important. Let me ask you, how many people did Guangming Academy send to the Emperor's Mausoleum during this trip?"
Han Jiulin asked him.
Tang Mingxi sat cross-legged and looked at Han Jiulin and said, "I don't know the exact number of people, but there are definitely a lot of people coming.
Not only have the major alliances sent many members to the Emperor Tianshen Mausoleum, but most of the alliance presidents and leaders have also arrived."
Han Jiulin then asked: "With so many people coming to Guangming Academy, could it be that they are led by the academy's tutors and vice-presidents?"
After hearing this, Tang Mingxi shook his head, looked at Han Jiulin and said, "No, the people leading the team this time are Feihong Alliance leader Huo Fulang and law enforcement team captain Feng Mozhou.
Of course, besides these two, there are many powerful former disciples of the academy."
"But even if no academy instructors come, our formation is enough to kill all the aborigines in the plane space in this windy forest.
Hey...why do you have such an expression?"
Before Tang Mingxi finished speaking, he saw that Han Jiulin's brows were wrinkled, and Li Dao had the same expression on his face.
Tang Mingxi immediately thought that he had mentioned Huo Fulang, the leader of the Feihong Alliance, and thought that Han Jiulin was afraid that he had killed thirty-nine Feihong Alliance disciples and caused Zhang Qishan to have his legs cut off, so he was afraid of meeting this man.
Leader of the Feihong Alliance.
However, Tang Mingxi also understood Han Jiulin's "psychology" very well at this time. After all, Han Jiulin single-handedly caused heavy losses to the entire Feihong Alliance, and the Feihong Alliance had sent out such a battle during this trip. It was reasonable to be afraid, so he spoke
said:
"Han Jiulin, let me say something more. The trip to the Emperor Tian Shen Mausoleum was personally led by Huo Fulang, the leader of the Feihong Alliance. You must be careful. After all, Song Yuanhui and Qiu Xiuming were both killed by you, and Zhang Qishan
My legs were cut off because of you."
"Now the entire Feihong Alliance wants to cut you into pieces, especially the leader of the Feihong Alliance, Huo Fulang. If he knows that you are in the Emperor God's Mausoleum, I'm afraid you will never come back from this trip.