"In this case, it is better to dismantle the formation while we still have the strength to fight, and then break out in one direction, it is worse than being consumed alive in this valley!"
Huo Fulang, leader of the Feihong Alliance, suggested.
"Absolutely not! Once we come into contact with this formation, the academy disciples in this valley will definitely be dead. How will we explain to the instructors and deans of the academy at that time?
How to face fellow students from other academies?"
Fan Zhongyi, president of the Longya Society, flatly rejected Huo Fulang's proposal.
"Hmph, most of these academy disciples are poisoned or have their minds invaded by evil evil spirits. Even if there is not a group of blood-armored war spirits outside besieging them, it will be difficult for them to survive today."
Huo Fulang glared at Fan Zhongyi, the president of the Dragon Tooth Society.
Fan Zhongyi, the president of the Dragon Tooth Society, insisted that he could not give up on these fellow students of the academy, and then spoke:
"Han Jiulin has almost refined the antidote. We must not give up on these fellow disciples! As for these evil spirits, as long as the academy instructors come, they will definitely be able to save these junior brothers and sisters from the disaster!"
The leader of the Feihong Alliance, Huo Fulang, became furious as soon as he heard Han Jiulin's name, and immediately shouted:
"Fan Zhongyi, are you confused?
What kind of thing is this Han Jiulin?
He is just a freshman in the academy who is in the seventh-level magical power realm! Do you expect him to rescue these academy disciples?"
"The group of Lingye clan outside and the blood-armored war spirits they control have already blocked this valley. With Han Jiulin's little practice, I'm afraid he would have died outside this valley long ago!"
While Fan Zhongyi, the president of the Dragon Tooth Society, was arguing with Huo Fulang, the leader of the Feihong Alliance, twelve powerful cultivators from the Lingye tribe had quietly arrived in the valley.
The leader of these twelve Lingye cultivators is a king-level warrior with regular features, slender eyebrows, a pair of piercing leopard eyes, and an extremely tall stature. Just standing there brings excitement to the valley.
Everyone in Guangming Academy was under great pressure.
As soon as he saw this person, the captain of the law enforcement team, Feng Mozhou, recognized his identity and couldn't help but ask, "Are you the King of Black Edge?"
Feng Mozhou has never seen the Black-fronted Brutal King himself before, but he is the captain of the law enforcement team in Ditian City, and this Black-fronted Brutal King has always been among the top ten on Guangming Academy's wanted list. Naturally,
Quite impressed by it.
And those disciples of Guangming Academy who were still sober in the valley had all heard of the terrifying deeds of the Black-fronted King. At this time, not only were there layers of blood-armored war spirits surrounding the valley, but now there was such a person who looked like the reincarnation of the Demon King.
The strong ones couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
In a desperate situation, even a person as important as Huo Fulang, the leader of the Feihong Alliance, who plays an important role in Ditian City, cannot help but feel that he is in a desperate situation at this moment.
King Black Edge glanced around at the disciples of Guangming Academy in the valley, then nodded repeatedly and said: "It's really wonderful.
Guangming Academy actually has so many talented disciples from the academy throwing themselves into the trap, God is really on my side this time!"
Fan Zhongyi, the president of the Dragon Tooth Society, was not afraid at all when facing the prestigious Black Edge King. He looked directly into his eyes and spoke:
"King Black Edge, even if all of us academy disciples are buried in this valley today, Guangming Academy will definitely avenge us! If you kill so many of our fellow academy disciples, the Lingye clan will definitely be annihilated.
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Hearing Fan Zhongyi's words, King Black Feng Li couldn't help but sneer and said: "Disaster of annihilation?
It is indeed a disaster! But it is not our Lingye clan, but your Guangming Academy that is about to face a disaster!"
"Look at the current situation clearly! I have countless blood-armored war spirits in my hands. After destroying you, the new seedlings of the academy, I will immediately turn my guns to attack Emperor Tiancheng and Guangming Academy! Then it will be you.
The day these invaders will be destroyed!"
After hearing the words of King Black Front, all the academy disciples in the valley were silent, feeling that the end was coming, but most of them gritted their teeth to prevent the enemy from seeing the fear in their hearts.
"It turns out that the purpose of the Black-fronted King was to control these blood-armored war spirits in the Imperial Tomb of God to counterattack our Guangming Academy. This time, our intelligence work was insufficient, and we accidentally caused such a disaster.
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Fan Zhongyi murmured in his heart.
At this moment, a deafening roar of a dragon suddenly erupted in the valley, and then an old man from the Lingye tribe, covered in dirt and in a state of embarrassment, suddenly fell from the mid-air.
King Black Edge frowned slightly when he saw this emotion. He raised his hand to catch the old man from the Lingye clan, and then asked him:
"Elder He, why are you so embarrassed?
Is there any strong person in Guangming Academy who has attacked and entered?"
The octogenarian who was called Elder He by King Heifeng was the powerful person in the transcendental realm of the Lingye tribe who had escaped all the way here after being chased by Han Jiulin.
I saw that he was exhausted and seriously injured at this moment. He collapsed in front of the body of King Black Front and said: "Your Majesty, no... it's not good... my clan's most precious treasure, the Yin-Yang Divine Cauldron!"
Before the elder of the Lingye Tribe finished speaking, streams of majestic blood-colored spiritual energy surged into the valley. Seeing this scene, the original proud expression on King Black Front immediately sank, staring at the blood-colored spiritual energy.
Look in the direction where the spiritual energy is pouring in.
I saw an extremely huge demonic blood dragon slapping its claws and breaking open the mouth of the valley. Then it flew in mid-air towards the direction of King Black Edge and the others and let out a dragon roar that shook the world.
ring.
The instant the dragon roar erupted, it was so powerful that it caused more than a dozen Lingye cultivators beside King Black Edge to be blown away.
Although the cultivators of the Lingye Clan were in dire straits at the moment, King Black Edge, as a strong man in the realm of kings, did not move at all under the roar of the evil blood dragon. His body was upright, as if he had taken root in the ground.
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The Black Blade King was staring at the demonic blood dragon. He had already guessed what had happened, and the anger in his heart was already burning.
Although this evil blood dragon is extremely powerful, Han Jiulin himself is only at the peak of the seventh-level magical power realm, so he naturally knows how to hide himself.
At this moment, Han Jiulin was no longer standing on top of the evil blood dragon's head. Instead, he, Qin Linxi, Huangfu Zhirou, and Li Dao were standing on the left claw of the evil blood dragon.
"It's... Han Jiulin, Captain Meng Yuqing and Princess Zhirou! This evil blood dragon didn't attack them?
It’s amazing!”
"They must have come back specially to save us. Sure enough, God is still on our side of Guangming Academy!"
"Huh?
Why don't the group of blood-armored warrior spirits around the valley attack the formations set up by the five presidents?
Instead, each one looked at the group of Lingye cultivators?
Can Han Jiulin even control the blood-armored battle spirit?"