National Evolution: The school belle asked me to go to the rooftop!

The eerie white flame made the corners of everyone's eyes twitch.

They understand that the power of the fire attribute can change after the spiritual energy is revived.

But they have dabbled in more or less of those mutated flames!

But such a cold flame with an icy aura was unheard of!

The first impression of a flame is that it is high temperature, hot, and burning.

But the flames carry the cold aura of ice attribute, how could this kind of thing that violates the laws of nature appear?

Not only have they never heard of it, but they dare not even think about it!
While thinking about it, an old man with white hair and childlike face came slowly from the void.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, his face was warm, and he looked very kind.

Those old eyes casually glanced at Mo Qingchen, then looked down at Su Xiaoluo.

At this time, the big hand was less than ten meters away from the latter.

And Su Xiaoluo clearly felt the breath of death.

At the very moment, the old man waved his hand, and a dark white flame swooped down.

The moment the flame touched the giant hand with spiritual power, it was burned into nothingness in an instant.

Yes, in just the blink of an eye, the huge hand with hundreds of meters of spiritual power has been burnt to nothingness.

This terrifying handwriting made Mo Qingchen's heart tremble again.

"Dare... Dare to ask senior, what sect and sect do you come from? Why do you want to be an enemy of our Gods Council?" Mo Qingchen asked cautiously.

He knows that there are some old monsters hidden in Huaxia today.

He doesn't know whether these monsters have lived for hundreds of years or have survived since the beginning of the century.

Whether the other party has a sect or an organization, there has never been a similar rumor.

Facing this mysterious old man, he can only maintain the utmost respect!

"My name is Venerable Medicine, as for what sect and sect, you are not qualified to know." The old man shook his head and replied, "Go away, I don't want to participate in the battle between you, but I have no choice but to ask others. Academy, nothing can happen."

"Yao... Venerable, may I ask why you came here?" Mo Qingchen asked cautiously.

"You talk too much." The old man was obviously displeased.

With a wave of his palm, ten sixth-level powerhouses who were resisting the Taiyin Qimen Formation flew backwards at the same time.

puff!

Ten streams of blood spit out from his mouth, and the auras of the few people were instantly sluggish to the extreme.

After the small punishment, the old man stopped talking, but looked at Mo Qingchen indifferently.

Suddenly, Patriarch Chimo, who was watching the battle with Xie Jun, walked forward slowly, and said with a faint smile, "Master Yao? I have never heard of a person like you in this world."

"Could it be that he was summoned from another world?" He narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man playfully.

"A mere two-star Dou Zun dares to spy on this old man's identity, are you looking for death?" The old man said calmly with no expression on his face.

In the next second, the dark white flame in his hand came out again.

Seeing that the other party had a disagreement and started to fight, Patriarch Chimo's expression turned serious, and he quickly used all his strength to resist.

only……

snort~
A cloud of smoke billowed up, and the moment the aura touched the strange flame, it was completely burned.

Patriarch Chimo's face changed, and he begged for mercy: "My lord, please forgive me. I just admire the great man who can invite you here. There is no other meaning!"

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the treacherous flame turned into a pocket knife, which cut off two fingers of Patriarch Chimo in an instant.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and the severe pain spread to all limbs and bones.

Patriarch Chimo's expression was dignified, and he let the finger point out that the blood was flowing, but he didn't even dare to stop the bleeding!
He is waiting!
If the other party is also the terrifying powerhouse summoned by that kid, it only takes 10 minutes to turn the corner into safety!

There is no point in fighting the opponent right now.

Call ~
A gust of wind came.

Seeing the old man move, he came to Su Xiaoluo's side.

When everyone saw this, they seemed to have a premonition, and they were not too surprised.

This little guy had already shocked them enough today.

At this time, let alone a peak of the transformation stage, even if a strong man from the transcending tribulation stage arrives, they will not be too shocked.

"Eat it!"

The old man flipped his palm, took out a elixir, and handed it to Su Xiaoluo.

The latter did not hesitate, and swallowed it directly.

In an instant, the body that had been severely injured showed signs of recovery.

The panacea.

Su Xiaoluo clicked her lips, this powerful man really deserves the title of Venerable Medicine Master!
He got up and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior."

The old man nodded, but did not reply.

Turning around, looking up at the few people standing in the void, he ordered lightly: "Come down and talk."

Mo Qingchen and Patriarch Chimo looked at each other, then reluctantly fell down.

Xie Jun and Nie Rufeng followed closely and came to Su Xiaoluo's side.

Seeing that the two wanted to ask aloud, the latter slowly shook his head, signaling to talk later.

At this time, the two ancestors of Chimo had come to the old man.

"Senior, are you sure you want to be an enemy of our Gods Conference?" Mo Qingchen asked, pursing his lips.

The old man smiled indifferently, and said: "The old man is just helping this little baby find a way out, and I ask you two to forgive him and forgive him, why bother to kill them all?"

"If this kid is not dead, how can I sleep peacefully?" Mo Qingchen said in a low voice, "This kid's potential must have been seen by the seniors. If you must protect him, I can only invite the strong in the organization to come over. At that time Tear your face, it's not friendly to both sides!"

"Really?" The old man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Then please. The old man also wants to see how powerful the Dou Sheng powerhouse is in your world."

As he spoke, he waved his hand with a faint smile: "Remember, you only have one chance!"

The meaning right now is, if the people who come can't keep you, then stay here.

A Dou Zun peak powerhouse is comparable to the peak cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage!
If he makes a move to kill someone, no one will be able to stop him except for those who are strong during the Tribulation Stage!

But can the meeting of the gods invite a strong man from the tribulation period?

This kind of powerhouse, looking at the entire blue star, is like a rare existence.

Although the Conference of the Gods is powerful, it was established less than 300 years ago.

Even their founder's strength is comparable to that of the old man.

For Luoshentu, for Su Xiaoluo.

Is it worth it to fight to the death with the other party?
But if he just left like this, how can he get back the lost face?

Just when the two were in a dilemma, the space was raging for a while, and a terrifying breath came again.

Everyone has been stunned.

In just one hour, several top players in the world arrived one after another.

This can no longer be described as a gathering of heroes.

This is the battle of the gods!
After the space shock, an old man over sixty years old stood in the void.

Seeing the person coming, Nie Rufeng was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Teacher?!"

Qin Tian's expression was indifferent, and he took one step forward, and he was already in front of everyone.

Then, facing the old man, he cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Luo Theological Academy, Qin Tian, ​​welcome the arrival of Venerable Yao. Thank you, Venerable, for saving Luodu Academy from the flames!"

"There's no need to say polite words. Since you're here, I'll let you deal with these guys." The old man waved his hand lightly and replied.

Hearing this, Qin Tian turned around, faced Patriarch Chimo, and said indifferently, "The Nancheng stronghold of the Gods Conference has been cleared by me. There are 160 people who were killed by me! If you two don't want to accompany them Go, you can continue to shoot!"

The arrogant attitude made Mo Qingchen's eyelids tremble.

He looked at Patriarch Chimo, as if asking what to do next?
The latter looked gloomy, glanced at Qin Tian coldly, and replied quietly: "Luo Theological Academy, is this going to declare war on the Council of Gods?"

"The moment you reach out to the Holy Spirit Academy, you should know what price you will bear." Qin Tian stood with his hands behind his back, and replied indifferently: "This matter is just a small punishment. Tell your leader, he Luo Theological Seminary is not interested in how you want to make trouble."

"But..." After a pause, he suddenly shouted in a cold voice: "If you dare to attack my Luo Theological Academy teachers and students again, I will do my best to destroy his life's hard work!"