Nightfall Chapter 80: The power of the academy, the demise of the golden account

With this knife, he didn't have any reservations. All the aura in his body was turned into Haotian divine glory, spewing out with the sword's momentum. What's more terrifying is that there is also a killing soul in this knife. .

That was the killing soul of the Frontier Army of the Tang Dynasty. It was the killing soul that he began to raise from Subi Lake until he had killed Weicheng before.

The dark blade fell on the head of the national division this time.

This time, the national teacher can no longer move his body like a ghost.

Because of his body, Yu Lian has been fixed by the stream.

The national teacher put his hands together and clamped Ning Que's knife.

Ning Que lowered his head and continued to move forward in silence.

Guo Shi's complexion suddenly became extremely pale, and the wooden rosary beads hanging between his neck broke apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into wood scum and falling down, and then blown away by the wind.

This blood sacrificial formation is really wonderful.

Where the national teacher is, where is the formation.

Even if there are dozens of miles away, the formations are still connected.

So his whereabouts are elusive, reflecting each other.

However, now, Yu Lian took his knife in the west, and Ning Que slashed him in the east. The elder sister and brother of the college broke his game with the simplest method.

They are all breaking the formation, which side should the national division guard? Keep both sides? Even if he had the killing soul of the entire Golden Tent King Court, how could he defeat the attack of two powerful people like Yu Lian and Ning Que?

As the wooden rosary shattered faster and faster, the national teacher's face became paler and paler. He felt that the power in Ning Que's iron sword was endless, and he didn't know how long he could last. .

By the dry stream in the west, the face of the young monk became more and more ugly, because he felt that the power from the blade was endless, and he didn't know how long Yu Lian could last.

The young monk screamed in anger and pain, and the scimitar in his hand trembled violently.

Almost at the same time, dozens of miles away from the east, the old national teacher on the carriage screamed unwillingly, and the wooden rosary beads hanging suddenly shattered, and a horrible atmosphere enveloped the entire carriage array!

More than a dozen high priests around the car formation suddenly turned into more than ten bloodbaths...Without any sign, more than a dozen high priests died like this! And the death is so miserable!

The blood is like a fountain, spilling from all around to the car array. Ning Que didn't know what was hidden in the blood, but was a little disturbed.

Screaming, a **** rainstorm fell in the sky. All the blood of the thirteen high priests of the grassland was evacuated by this blood sacrifice array, and finally spilled on the iron box in the air, and permeated the forests. Some of the white skulls fell on the ground, dampening the weeds, and there seemed to be **** dew on the grass.

Ning Que snorted, and the crystal water droplets in his body suddenly dispersed, and countless awe-inspiring energy poured into his limbs, and then turned into Haotian divine glory, spreading through countless pores.

Only an instant, his body began to burn, turning into a fire man.

Those blood rain that fell from the sky, after falling into the flame, made a sneer, and there were faintly sour screams, crying, and even a faint burnt smell.

Not a single drop of the blood of the high priests fell on Ning Que's body.

But he couldn't relax, because the national teacher before the blade... suddenly became a lot stronger. The wrinkles on his face flattened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was dozens of years younger in an instant!

Is this the strongest method of the blood sacrifice array?

Ning Que didn't even know that the young monk suddenly disappeared by the creek dozens of miles away in the west, and the scimitar plunged deeply into the cracked ground.

With the lives of more than ten high priests, the national teacher only did one thing, and that was to reunite the blood sacrifice array. In other words, the young monk instantly returned to the field!

At this time, Ning Que saw that the National Teacher became younger quickly, that's why!

Ning Que didn't know the reason, but knew he wanted to avoid him for now.

The iron knife turned in the air, avoiding the powerful will attacked by the young national teacher. Without hesitation, he dragged the knife back and drew something with his right hand in the **** rain. .

The national teacher chose to return to the east instead of letting the soul of the old national teacher return to the young monk. The reason is simple. In his opinion, Ning Que is still not as scary as Yu Lian.

He subconsciously wanted to avoid Yu Lian.

There are dozens of miles apart, and he returns with a formation method, fast as lightning. He believes that before Yu Lian rushes over, he has enough time to kill Ning Que, and then he will concentrate on Yu Lian **.

The young national teacher fluttered away from the carriage and swept towards Ning Que with the flow of the vitality of the world.

So light, so **, worthy of being a strong person on the grassland, and the closeness and familiarity between the heaven and the earth, far more than the practitioners of the Central Plains, and it is even better.

Ning Que walked back sideways and swept backwards, naturally not as fast as the national teacher.

But he was awe-inspiring, staring silently into the opponent's eyes, turning his wrist again.

There was a soft sniff.

The young master's face is white again, and there is a clear blood stain between his fingers.

It was a two-character written by Ning Que with a light trembling of his fingers, which was covered by Shenhui.

If the national teacher didn't have the entire blood sacrifice formation as proof, I'm afraid that the entire arm has been broken at this time.

The national teacher was expressionless and swept forward again.

Several tens of miles, here is only tens of miles away from the stream, Yu Lian will arrive in the next moment, he must be quicker.

However, unfortunately, he still underestimated Yu Lian's speed.

In the sky full of cloudy clouds, a stern scream suddenly sounded, a clear thin strip cut through the entire cloud layer, drawn from west to east, and the end was this battlefield full of flames.

A loud bang!

Yu Lian jumped down from the sky.

This time, instead of coming over from the water, she really jumped out of the gloomy sky.

At this time, the national teacher couldn't avoid it like before when he dealt with Ning Que.

Like a hammer, slammed heavily on a giant clock. .

The entire grassland seems to have heard this loud noise.

In the dilapidated carriage, among the iron boxes hanging in the air, there was energy shooting everywhere, and blood mist everywhere.

I don't know how long it took, the blood mist gradually converged, and the bell gradually quieted.

Several deep wrinkles appeared in the corner of Guo Shi’s eyes. His feet were cracked ground. Behind him was an iron box with white bones. In front of him was Ning Que’s splendor, and The curtain of the start.

Silence, silence, or retreat.

"I lost."

Guo Shi looked at the academy sisters and brothers, smiled a little bit hard, and said: "Actually, from the moment you saw through my trip, I was defeated. I never thought I could defeat both of you at the same time. People."

Yu Lian was expressionless and did not speak.

Ning Que was very calm, and said, "Then you don't want to commit suicide quickly, what do you do?"

"But you want to kill me, it's still difficult."

Guo Shi squinted his eyes, looked at more than a dozen iron boxes floating in the sky, looked at the white human skulls in the boxes, and said leisurely: "I have merged with this array and cannot break this array. You can't hurt my roots, and the power of the world can't break this battle at all."

Ning Que said: "There is no unbreakable formation in the world... Even if this formation contains your golden account for hundreds of years of killing power, once I mobilize more than 100,000 Tang troops, I will break you by spitting at will. ."

"But that will take time." The teacher quietly looked at him and said.

Yu Lian suddenly said: "I have never liked things that are too troublesome."

The yellow dress was light and fluttering, she flew into the air, reaching out and patted an iron box.

Previously, she jumped from the sky, and the smashed national teacher was covered in blood. At the same time, a crack appeared in the corner of the iron box. At this time, as her petite palm fell, there was another terrifying loud noise, echoing In the grassland.

Boom!

She took the palm again.

Boom!

Guoji's face became extremely pale, and he sat cross-legged on the last carriage, struggling to maintain his formation.

Ning Que didn't do anything, put the iron knife in the sheath, walked under the curtain, and watched quietly what she was doing, as if he was enjoying a good show.

Yu Lian slapped the third palm, and the crack in the iron box finally widened.

The iron box that Ning Que hadn't cut open with the iron sword before, the iron box made of secret iron tempered with the fire of the soul for a long time, was slapped at will by her little hand, and the crack was shot.

The national teacher looked at Yu Lian and frowned and said: "Do you really think that with the power of the **, you can break my great formation? Twenty-three years of cicadas, you think you are too high."

Sure enough, as his voice fell, that **** meaning emerged from the depths of the white bones in the iron box, and then the crack in the iron box was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Yu Lian frowned, seemingly unhappy.

Ning Que looked up at her without saying anything.

The wind on the grassland was blowing at the corners of the skirt, Yu Lian took a breath, and there was strong wind around the car array, and the yellow skirt was blowing and hunting, looking like a banner.

In this breath, she took a deep breath, and the curve was slightly undulating.

Before in Weicheng, Ah Da took that deep breath and inhaled the air and the vitality of the whole street into his body.

Yu Lian, at this moment, it seems as if he wants to **** the vitality of the whole grassland into his body.

She raised her little white hand again.

Her hands fell on the iron box again.

Buzzing loudly!

The fragments of the broken carriage were blown out by the violent hurricane.

Ning Que gave a sullen snort and forcibly resisted this power.

Blood flowed from the ears of the national teacher.

The violent sound waves spread far away, even reaching hundreds of miles away.

Before Kaiping, the two cavalry who were fighting desperately stopped waving their weapons suddenly, their faces pale in pain, and they stretched out their hands to cover their ears desperately. Those horses were even more pitiful, and fell to the ground in pain.

Yu Lian's face is also slightly white.

But her expression is still like ice and snow, transparent and indifferent.

She reached out and patted the iron box again.

Only a clicking sound was heard, and the iron box shattered.

The yellow skirt flashed continuously over the wasteland. She stretched out more than ten palms, and the terrifying sonic boom spread to the four fields, and more than ten iron boxes were shattered.

Countless white skulls fell rustlingly and landed on the ground.

A pure Haotian divine brilliance spouted from Ning Que’s palm, instantly burning those skulls to ashes. Those resentful souls who were imprisoned by the national teacher and the high priests using the ** method finally got the real The relief.

The blood sacrificial formation was broken.

Guo Shi was covered in blood, and there was blood and sweat on his pale and old cheeks.

He looked at Yu Lian with a confused expression in his eyes.

He didn't understand why she could forcefully break the blood sacrifice array she had prepared for several years with her strength alone.

"It's not that I consider myself too high."

Yu Lian returned to the ground, walked up to him with both hands, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "It's because you stand too low, the power of the world can't break the formation? You don't even know what power is."

The wind on the grassland gently moved the yellow skirt.

She is so thin, but she is so tall.

She is a small man and a great master.

The national teacher used the power of the family to form a blood sacrifice array, and even reincarnated and distracted with the secret method of witchcraft. However, in front of her, all of this was meaningless. power.

She is the Sect Master of the Demon Sect. She is known for her mystery. She has disappeared in the spiritual world for 23 years. No one knows that she draws hairpins in lower letters by the old east window of the academy. That is because the Master wants her to be quiet.

She calmed her mind, no longer thinking about the rest, any conspiracy, any method, it was no longer important, she made her practice extremely quiet and pure, calm in her mind, and pure in strength.

She returned to the origin of the Demon Sect's cultivation and walked back to the most correct path, so she became the most powerful person in the Demon Sect for thousands of years. She is not immortal, but she can move mountains.

Even a mountain can be moved away for you, let alone a few iron boxes? (Salute to beans)

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"I don't think I failed myself."

Guo Shi looked at the blood flowing like a waterfall on his body, and his old face suddenly revealed the last confidence. He looked at Yu Lian and Ning Que and said, "At least I have kept the last blood of the Golden Account."

According to time calculations, this terrifying battle of strong men in the north of Weicheng has lasted for half a day. At the speed of Shan Yu and Duo'er riding panic, they may have left more than a hundred miles.

"It's no use going any farther, does it make sense?"

Ning Que looked at him and said: "You know very well that they will die completely."

At this moment, snow suddenly fell in the sky.

Although the wasteland is much colder than the Central Plains, and there was a sudden snowfall in the late spring in previous years, the surroundings of Weicheng were still so warm yesterday. Why did it suddenly snow at this time?

Ning Que looked up, only to realize that it was the overcast cloud summoned to the sky by the blood sacrificial formation. Because the sun was blocked for too long, snow and frost began to grow in the clouds below, and it finally fell.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, gradually becoming a blizzard.

Blizzard season is the most difficult to track, unless it is the real strong.

Guoji thought that this was an opportunity for the Golden Tent King Court.

Because he had already guessed that Tang should have brought Huangren to resist the cavalry counterattack of Xiling Temple in Donghuang. Only Yu Lian came to the academy, and she shouldn't make another move now.

"Look, it's snowing."

He looked at the snowy sky, smiled and said: "This is the salt that is scattered on the earth in the longevity day. It will shelter his most pious believers and guide those believers out of the river valley."

Yu Lian looked up at the sky, squinted slightly, and said, "That girl always liked to put a lot of salt when she was cooking in the back mountain, but now I think about it, it's really annoying."

Guo Shi was slightly startled, and then she understood what she was talking about. She couldn't help but sighed for her speechlessness. As the devout believers of Haotian, I wanted to chat with those who lived with Haotian for a long time in the back of the college. It is indeed a very painful thing. It was the case of Ah Da in Weicheng before, but it is now his relatives.

The blizzard came extremely steep, but for a moment, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the wasteland. The smoke and snow was charming, and it was difficult to see the distant scenery. Suddenly, a thrilling roar came from the depths of the snow. sound.

It should be the roar of some kind of beast, but the sound is too loud, I feel that the body of the beast must be extremely huge, in order to have a large enough resonance to spread the sound everywhere.

Guo Shi looked into the wind and snow, and faintly saw many dark shadows slowly approaching.

Those dark shadows are very tall, and every dark shadow is like a hill.

He is the Golden Tent State Master, so naturally he immediately guessed what was coming, his expression changed suddenly.

According to the truth, it is impossible for that kind of powerful beast to come to such a southern place.

The earth trembled slightly, and the snow was soft and soft.

Those small black shadows walked slowly to the wind and snow, and came to the three of them.

A group of snow wolves appeared in the north of Weicheng.

A pack of snowy giant wolves.

Hundreds of snowy giant wolves like small hills stood silently in the wasteland, like a snowy river.

Compared with being forced to go south in the past, these snowy giant wolves are now obviously different. They are no longer so thin and tired. The once tall and protruding shoulder blades have been covered by strong muscles and fur. The ability to obtain a stable source of food in the wasteland relatively south and close to human settlements depends on the guidance of the big brother.

Guo Shi's eyes were a little dazed, he didn't understand why these terrifying and powerful creatures appeared here.

The female wolf in the front has smooth fur and a soft expression, just like a beautiful snow-capped mountain.

On the female wolf, riding a thin, ordinary male wolf. In front of the she-wolf, there was also a snow wolf with a relatively small figure. Judging from its expression, these three should be one family.

Looking at this scene, the face of the national teacher became extremely exciting. Until today, he did not know that the leader of this group of snowy giant wolves running across the northern prime leaf forest was actually an ordinary male wolf.

What happened next made him even more shocked and speechless.

I saw the ordinary male wolf straighten up, and salute Yu Lian and Ning Que like a human.

Yu Lian and Ning Que actually returned the salute very seriously.

The national teacher remembered the black donkey on the wilderness outside the Tiangu River and the tens of thousands of wild horses.

He feels that the wind on the wasteland is getting colder and colder. It has nothing to do with falling snow or blood loss, but only with these pictures.

All of them belong to the college?

He suddenly felt that longevity was really unfair.

Or, Changsheng is innocent and has no way to take the college.

Ning Que whistled.

The young little snow wolf wagged his tail happily at him, but didn't run over, but turned around with the snow wolf team and marched toward the back of the deep wind and snow.

Since they are all part of the academy, they naturally have to do something for the academy.

Looking at the snow wolves disappearing into the wind and snow, Ning Que turned and looked at the national teacher, and said: "The golden account...will not exist after today."

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