Bailu Academy has a transcendent status in the Yuan Realm.
The hundred-foot-high mountain gate is like an unshakable monument.
Even though the seventh-level peak experts from the Nether Realm rushed into the Abyss one after another, the White Deer Academy was always peaceful and without any disturbance.
but.
As the storm subsided, Bailu Mountain erupted into bursts of noise.
The genius who practiced here first saw Luo Liuli who was covered in wounds and returned after confining a piece of Hunyuan blood.
Later.
Six late seventh-level beings appeared in embarrassment.
Geniuses who had practiced in Bailu Mountain and had broken through to the peak of the seventh level also appeared one after another, making many beings realize that a shocking incident had occurred in the Abyss.
"It turns out that the academy has trained seven-level peak warriors, who are often fighting with the warriors in the Nether Realm."
"Not long ago, the academy issued an urgent order, calling on thirteen late seventh-level beings to go and join the battle. As a result, there were heavy casualties."
"Even the seventh-level peak powerhouse has been reduced to only forty left!"
…
One piece of news spread quickly in Bailu Mountain, and the realm of Yuanyou began to be known.
The eyes of many lives are full of horror.
I thought that practicing in Bailu Mountain and facing cruel elimination would be dangerous enough.
result.
Geniuses selected from the Abyss Realm will still have to bear this fate once they reach the peak of the seventh level.
Chu He, a tall man with a lion's head, stood on the mountainside, looking towards the top of the mountain, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
This shocking incident involved Xiao Ye.
He didn't know how useful Xiao Ye was in this battle.
I just heard that Xiao Ye's Hunyuan body withered and was sent back by Luo Liuli.
He wanted to visit, but he couldn't climb to the top of the mountain because his realm was not high enough.
"Brother Xiao is an extremely rare genius."
"How can the academy just watch him wither?"
Chu He clenched his fists and roared loudly.
After Luo Liuli sent Xiao Ye over, there was no response from the White Deer Academy, nor did they send a strong person to treat Xiao Ye. This was hard for him to understand.
"In the eyes of the academy, we and other geniuses from the Abyss may be nothing more than chess pieces."
"How could they care about the life and death of the flag?"
From a stone building on the mountainside, a tall woman walked out with a bitter expression.
This woman passed the test not long ago and joined the White Deer Academy, and her relationship with Chuhe is pretty good.
When she learned about the Abyss Realm, she felt equally heavy.
"piece?"
Chu He was silent when he heard this.
Faced with the impact of the powerful men from the Nether Realm, White Deer Academy only sent geniuses from the Abyss Realm to participate in the battle.
Over the years, countless people have died in battles, but the academy remains indifferent.
He also ignored Xiao Ye's life and death.
From this point of view, if they are not chess pieces, what are they?
"Senior Xiao Ye's talent is amazing, he will definitely be fine."
The woman said in relief.
"I hope so." Chu He said with a bitter smile.
The long river of time at White Deer Academy is rushing forward.
In the blink of an eye, half a century has passed.
The traces of the seventh-level peak powerhouses headed by Pang Feng and Wu Xiangzi are no longer mysterious.
They have transcended Bailu Mountain and are recuperating in the palace buildings of the academy.
I often look towards Bailu Mountain and silently observe a stone building on the top of the mountain.
That's Xiao Ye's stone building.
Luo Liuli sent Xiao Ye's Hunyuan blood into the stone tower.
This half of the stack.
They felt that Xiao Ye's aura still existed, but the Hunyuan blood was still dim.
"Can this kid make it through?"
Pang Feng, a stern young man, murmured to himself.
He has a good impression of Xiao Ye and doesn't want him to wither away.
"Don't worry, this kid is very tough."
"He has an opportunity that even we can't understand."
A handsome young man with eighteen pairs of wings on his back raised his eyes and said, "Instead of worrying about that kid, we should spend more time to improve our strength, otherwise we will be the ones who die next time."
This young man's name is Ning Beihong, and he is at the peak of the seventh level.
"Opportunity!"
Pang Feng's eyes sparkled.
After exiting the Realm of Yuanyou, they, the seventh-level peak powerhouses, communicated and agreed that the retreat of the strongmen from the Netherland was still related to Xiao Ye.
After all, if it weren't for a battle with the powerful men of the Nether Realm.
Looking at the entire abyss, how many lives are there that can hurt Xiao Ye like this?
Besides.
In these years, even the will of the seventh-level peak powerhouse has not been able to penetrate Xiao Ye's stone building, which seems to have become a wasteland.
"The next war will only be more dangerous." Pang Feng sighed and returned to his palace.
In cultivation, you don’t know how many years have passed.
Forty seventh-level peak powerhouses often woke up during meditation, feeling that the academy was still peaceful and feeling doubtful.
In the realm of Yuanyou, there is still no war.
The silence in the Netherland was not a good sign. It made them feel frightened and felt like a storm was coming.
Bailu Mountain, in Xiao Ye's stone building.
The blood river glowing with faint golden light is surging.
This is the result of the Hunyuan blood of Xiao Ye's withered body. Even though it is quite dim, it is still beyond the heavenly realm.
Look carefully.
A five-pointed star flashed, like a container tightly confining the river of blood, preventing it from breaking out.
After years of evolution.
Even without the intervention of external forces, the fluctuations emitted by the blood river have become much stronger, and the vitality is increasing.
In the river of blood.
A mysterious towering tree takes root, stretches out its rhizomes, branches and leaves, and forms a lair where dragon-shaped beings are sleeping.
The trunk of the big tree is glowing with colorful lights, like a trickle of water constantly blending into the river of blood, causing it to undergo subtle transformation.
Wow!
I don’t know how much time passed, but the river of blood began to surge.
The vitality that had been building up for many years finally exploded.
The golden light turned intense, causing Xiao Ye's Hunyuan blood to form a whirlpool, submerging the towering tree.
Boom, boom, boom!
A violent beating sound suddenly came out.
Driven by the towering trees, the surging blood river condensed together and gradually transformed into a human form.
Its body shines with a chaotic luster, and no trace of time can be seen. It is extremely smooth and clean, and flows with the same aura as the towering trees.
When another hundred years pass.
This body was finally completely formed, all the Hunyuan blood was absorbed into it, and even the towering trees disappeared.
Only the five-pointed star is left, still there, wrapped around this body.
Xiao Ye's eyes slowly opened, and his eyes changed from confusion to clarity.
"Is it Tutu who helped me reshape my Hunyuan body?"
Xiao Ye murmured to himself.
Since Luo Liuli rescued him, his consciousness has recovered.
It's just that he was injured too badly, his Hunyuan body withered, his origin was exhausted, and he couldn't do anything.
Later.
He then felt that Tutu's power had been silently reshaping his Hunyuan body.
"There seems to be something different about this body. Not a single scar can be seen."
Xiao Ye subconsciously moved his body, but found that he couldn't move.
"Luo Liuli's Shuyuan Lock?"
Xiao Ye's face was full of gratitude when he discovered the five-pointed star that wrapped around his body.
His arms shook, and a clicking sound suddenly resounded.
Luo Liuli's Shuyuan Lock was directly shattered. (To be continued)
