Three hundred and twenty-six toad swallowing the sky
Three hundred and twenty-six: Toad swallows the sky
I have to say that the privileges given by the old demon dean are really useful. The fees of the Cultivation Academy are quite cheating. The spiritual stones are like stones. There are piles of them. With the help from the last camp establishment, Wang Meng is getting more and more.
The more he wondered, the more he could not figure out what the old evil dean had planned for him.
As for the opponent, it is a boost for Wang Meng. In fact, this is also Wang Meng's way of practice. He establishes a powerful enemy and forces himself to break through in order to seek a faster and more powerful breakthrough.
Of course, this oppressive way of practice is not suitable for everyone.
Wang Meng was completely immersed in his practice, and no one really bothered him. After a few days of peace, if Wang Meng was a powerful opponent, Luo Xian would never let him live so leisurely. He would definitely send people to harass him.
He couldn't meditate, but when Luo Xian learned about Wang Meng's information, he completely ignored it.
When Wang Meng defeated Qi Feiyu, it was because Qi Feiyu restrained his Yuanli and lost Jingzhou carelessly, so he deserved to die.
It is rare for people with more than 20 levels to defeat those with more than 30 levels, but it does not mean that those with extraordinary talents have different Yuanli from ordinary people. Qi Feiyu is worthless in Luo Xian's eyes, and he is also that kind of genius. Even if
No matter how talented Wang Meng is, he will only die young.
Luo Xian is now worried that the person behind the Holy Temple camp will ruin this life-and-death battle, so he restrains his men and cannot cause trouble for the Holy Temple camp.
At this time, even if the Holy Church came to kill them, Luo Xian would smile and invite them out.
Don't stick to trivial matters when it comes to big things, let alone a dying person.
Of course, Luo Xian will get back what he has endured now. Time passed so slowly for the first time, and he couldn't wait any longer.
The queen's camp, the customary gathering of the five-star monarchs.
"Ge Mang isn't coming again?" Ling Huo chuckled.
Mo Wuzheng shrugged helplessly, "This guy was greatly stimulated and practiced in seclusion every day."
The five-star kings are not all the five strongest people in the Queen's camp now. Ge Mang, for example, is only at level 30, but he will definitely be the strongest level one in the future. The Queen chooses elites of the same level, looking at the future.
In terms of true overall strength, Ge Mang is the weakest. What Ge Mang needs is time and training to bring out his talents.
"Wuzheng, you can be careful not to be overtaken." Ling Huo smiled softly.
The bright moon is still alone, looking at the distant scenery.
Mo Wuzheng smiled and said, "Hey, how can a hard-working person like me be surpassed?"
Ling Huo and Wu Qingfeng said they were going to vomit.
"Speaking of which, it's a pity that Ma Tian'er. The Queen is very optimistic about her. If she stays with us, she will definitely get key training."
Wu Qingfeng shook her head. Only the low-level camps looked at the level. A powerful camp like them paid great attention to potential. Yuanli would reach its peak. It was just a matter of resources and time.
"How is she now?" Mingyue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.
"Haha, Sister Mingyue, I thought you fell in love with the scenery outside." Mo Wuzheng said with a smile, looking at Mingyue's sharp eyes, he waved his hands quickly, "Just kidding, Ma Tian'er has added something now, oh, Holy
The church’s small camp is said to be quite lively recently.”
"I heard news recently that it seems that a newly established camp is involved with the Demon Refining camp. Could it be this Templar camp?"
"She's wasting her life."
"Wu Zheng, Ma Tianer's talent is indeed very good, you give her another chance to choose."
Mingyue said.
Mo Wuzheng was stunned for a moment, "Okay, I always have to do this kind of thing, I'm just an errand boy."
Mo Wuzheng and Ge Mang are still on the rise, while Ling Huo, Wu Qingfeng, and Mingyue are the real top masters, especially Mingyue. In the Queen's camp, she is the second master after the Queen.
Fan Hong became more and more ghostly and energetic, while Wang Meng made final preparations for the battle with Luo Xian. He said he didn't care, but deep down he still had to be fully prepared.
However, the old demon dean did not let him go. It was already night, Wang Meng's star ring lit up, and what appeared was the old demon dean's impression.
"Go to the dean's office immediately."
Wang Meng was speechless. This old monster was really straightforward. What if he was practicing?
Mumbling will come, but we still have to go. - < > - Net.
"Master Dean, are you looking for me?"
Lu Yuetian glanced at Wang Meng and said, "It seems that you are in good preparation for war. Come with me."
Without waiting for Wang Meng to return, he pointed his hand towards the wall behind him and swept his energy. A formation gradually appeared on the wall. Then the wall rippled like water, and the old demon director walked in.
Wang Meng didn't stop and walked in. He didn't have a choice, so he didn't have to choose.
It was similar to the feeling of a teleportation array, but different. When he heard it under his feet, Wang Meng felt that the surroundings were dark. A light flashed across his eyes, and Wang Meng's eyesight returned.
Like a closed jar, Wang Meng could only see Lu Yuetian next to him, but he felt that he was being stared at. But who was staring at him, Wang Meng didn't know. With such a master of Dzogchen next to him, Wang Meng didn't dare to act casually.
Use your spiritual consciousness to avoid self-defeating.
"Lao Lu, it's just you. Who is this guy?"
A voice came from the darkness, and there seemed to be someone else's matching voice.
Lu Yuetian's voice was obviously lively, "You'll know after a comparison!"
"Haha, Lao Lu is angry."
"Test his level."
"Lao Lu, don't you have the three giants on your territory? It won't be a big deal. Haha, if so, we won't make things difficult for you. It's not a big deal to admit defeat."
"Stop talking nonsense, he is the one I chose!"
Lu Yuetian beside him disappeared at some unknown time. Wang Meng was standing there when suddenly a light swept across him and Wang Meng had no time to dodge.
"Haha, at the thirty-fifth level of Yuanli, I tend to be a swordsman. It seems that Lao Lu has changed to a low-end route. Not bad, it can be considered an experiment."
Wang Meng was stunned. He knew that the old demon dean was not well-intentioned. Why did he feel like he wanted to sell himself for a pound... The point is, remember to sell it for a good price.
"No matter what, Lao Lu has found someone, Lao Meng, who is yours?"
When Wang Meng was about to ask, a figure appeared in the void.
"Feng Lan, please salute the seniors."
"Feng Lan of Xingchen Cultivation Academy, I have met all the seniors!" Feng Lan carried a big sword behind him, and the weapon was majestic.
"Lao Meng, this boy is getting better and better. It seems that it is only a matter of time before he completes the Small Consummation."
"Senior, thank you very much. I still have a lot to learn."
"Haha, I haven't seen you for more than a year. This kid's strength has improved a lot, but he is still so humble. The heir of the ten sects is indeed extraordinary."
"No matter how well Lao Meng trains you, this time I will defeat Lao Meng."
"Haha, Lao Lu, although I support you mentally, in action... I overwhelm Lao Meng."
Damn it, Wang Meng thought what was going on. The commotion lasted for a long time. It was guys of the level of the old demon dean who were fighting. Wang Meng couldn't help but pick his nose.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, follow the old rules and correct your energy!" Lu Yuetian's voice sounded.
"Okay, let's get started."
Huh~~~
A light blue light suddenly appeared in the darkness. Under their feet was a huge five-pointed star, and the surroundings were as beautiful as the starry sky.
At this time, the appearance of Feng Lan on the other side became clear. She was dressed in a gorgeous silver robe, with a faint blue light on the silver edge. The whole body was glowing with a faint light. She raised her head slightly. She was obviously a person who is used to being arrogant. She was carrying a bag behind her back.
A big sword, his eyes full of confidence.
Feng Lan also looked at his opponent...a guy looking around with a confused expression, without any rules at all.
The light of the five-pointed star array swept across, and a voice in the void sounded, "The correction of Yuanli is completed. The upper limit of Yuanli is 35 levels. It can begin."
"etc!"
Feng Lan was about to take action when someone suddenly called him to stop.
This is the first time something like this has happened.
Wang Zhenren coughed a few times and said, "Dean, can we just kill him?"
Immediately, the expressions of several people in the void were stunned, followed by laughter, and the expression of Feng Lan Wenyu opposite also showed a trace of disdain.
The lazy toad swallows the sky with a very loud tone.
"Haha, that's right. It seems that Lao Lu didn't make it clear to you. The winner will be determined by fighting skills, regardless of life or death."
"Old Lu, you are a bit unreasonable. Why don't you make it clear to your disciples?"
"Kill him!"
There were only three words that Lu Yuetian passed to Wang Meng.
Feng Lan glanced lightly, "The person who defeated you is Feng Lan from the God of Wind!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Lan's momentum suddenly rose, he took a step forward and drew his sword at the same time, all in one go.
Kill~~~
Boom boom boom boom...
It was like a hurricane-like sword formation that enveloped Wang Meng.
Wang Meng really wanted to drag out the old demon dean and beat him up. Damn it, even though I had to sacrifice my life for him, but... I would die if I told him!
Feng Lan's sword had no gaps, and it brought out the thirty-fifth level of Yuan Power to the extreme. He didn't show off, and struck first to gain the upper hand.
Wang Meng's body kept shaking in the sword energy, and he used his body skills to the extreme. Feng Lan's eyes became sharp. Although his opponent was a little inferior, he was not as weak as he thought.
"Seven stars move together, Dawn Slash!"
Feng Lan's body was suspended, and the long sword in his hand was radiating light. Wang Meng suddenly felt like he was being locked. He seemed to be under attack in the air under his feet and directly in front of him.
Just like the moment when the morning light breaks out, although it is not as dazzling as noon, it has an indescribable impulse.
The murderous intention will only be known when you die.
Lu Yuetian looked at Wang Meng with an expressionless face. In fact, he had no choice. After several battles, he tested Wang Meng and found that this kid was really special. But to be honest, he had no idea what Wang Meng would be like.
, he was completely treating a dead horse as a live doctor, so he didn’t say much to Wang Meng at all. Whether he could survive today is still a question.
Feng Lan is obviously a standard academic master. He comes from a famous family and has the most meticulous guidance from the Cultivation Academy. He has strength and calmness. He knows that his opponent is weak, but he still seizes the opportunity.
Next to Lu Yuetian, there were four cultivators standing. Although their auras were completely skillful, their actions showed an absolute control.