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"From then on, I will be able to call out the domain of death energy on a large scale, called the dead zone."

"However, I later discovered that not all ghost kings can use death energy, and death energy does not belong to only one ghost king."

"But how could the Snake Ghost King use such powerful death energy to summon such a large-scale death zone?"

Zhao Shanhe frowned and looked at the sky.

Around the Snake Ghost King, countless dead energy spread, forming a dead zone with a radius of ten meters.

In the dead zone, death is pervasive, and people can only feel the breath of death.

Fortunately, Wenxiang and Longxi noticed the problem at the first time and escaped quickly, so they were not affected by the dead zone.

But in this way, Wenxiang and Longxi could not start to attack, they could only defend around the surroundings.

Snake Ghost King said with a sneer.

"Wenxiang, aren't you the most powerful human race today? Aren't you going to kill me? Why don't you make a move!"

After all, Wen Xiang is a person in a high position, how could he be affected by this simple aggressive method, just wandering around, his eyes constantly scanning around.

Snake ghost king coming alone is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap. Unless the snake ghost king is crazy, it is absolutely impossible.

Wen Xiang also realized this, realized that the Snake Ghost King might have helpers lurking in the dark, and kept looking around.

Longxi was farther away from the Snake Ghost King than Wenxiang, protecting him behind Wenxiang, constantly surrounded by him.

At this moment, the Snake Ghost King sneered, and a ghostly aura burst out suddenly.

Are you coming?

Everyone stared at the ghostly aura.

And that ghostly aura quickly flashed past and entered the academy.

The Snake Ghost King snorted coldly.

"verb: move!"

National Scholars Academy?

Chu He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and thought of a figure in his mind.

Gong Xiaochen!

He thought of how he went to find Gong Xiaochen during the day, but Gong Xiaochen avoided him.

Could it be that?

"Senior Zhao, I'm going to the National Scholars Academy, you are here to help out, don't let the Snake Ghost King succeed!"

Chu He opened his mouth, and before the words fell, he had already dodged out.

Just as Zhao Shanhe was about to stop him, he wanted to let Chu He stay and go by himself, but saw that Chu He had already slipped out.

Longxi in the air, seeing Chu He dodging out and heading straight for the academy, also had a feeling of disbelief in his heart.

"Gong Xiaochen? How is this possible..."

Long Xi was stunned, but suddenly felt a powerful ghostly aura attacking him.

By the time he reacted, the ghostly aura was already approaching his face.

Long Xi gave a cold shout, and a wave of literary energy blocked his way.

It's too fast, even if it is blocked, it will definitely be injured!

In an instant, Longxi judged the result.

Suddenly, a huge burst of literary energy came from the side, blocked Longxi, and scattered the cloud of ghost energy.

Long Xi froze for a moment, then looked at Wen Xiang aside.

"Chu He has passed, learn to believe."

Long Xi froze for a moment, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

No matter what happened to Gong Xiaochen, Chu He had already rushed over.

And his current task is to protect Wen Xiang and prevent him from being attacked by a secret existence.

During Setsuna, Zhao Shanhe stepped forward and followed Longxi not far away, forming horns with Longxi.

Zhao Shanhe said in a cold voice.

"Before the war, even Chu He can make a decisive decision, but you are half-hearted. How do you, a great Confucian, do it?"

Hearing this, Longxi lowered his head in shame.

Not far away, Chu He kept running between the alleys, crazily rushing towards the Guoshi Academy. In order to speed up, he even used classical Chinese so that he could arrive at the National Scholars Academy faster.

"Gong Xiaochen, what the hell must happen to you?"

Chu He snorted coldly.

Jingcheng Street is a full ten-minute walk from Guoshi Academy, and under the acceleration, Chu He arrived at Guoshi Academy in less than two minutes.

The moment he entered, he suddenly sensed the ghostly aura between heaven and earth.

Right in the inner courtyard of the Guoshi Academy, ghostly aura erupted.

At least the breath of a third-rank ghost general!

Chu He gritted his teeth, smashed the gate of the inner courtyard with his fist, and dodged in.

In the inner courtyard, figures lingered around, and in the center, there was a cloud of black mist covering a figure.

The ghostly aura of the ghost general burst out in the black mist.

And in that group of black mist, wrapped a figure.

Gong Xiaochen!

Seeing that figure, Chu He's heart tightened suddenly.

He was still late.

Gong Xiaochen has already started to fall into ghost cultivation and started to turn into a ghost.

Beside Gong Xiaochen, Qi Guoyuan and Li Shan kept surrounding them, bombarding the surrounding ghost energy with martial energy.

Beside the two of them were a dozen or so inner court disciples staying at the National Scholars Academy, most of whom were sixth-grade talents, struggling to resist the ghost energy and trying to dispel the ghost energy with their literary energy.

As for the disciples from the outer court, they didn't see them, and they should have been dispersed to avoid them.

In front of the third-rank ghost generals, those outer courtyard disciples who are no more than seventh-rank and eighth-rank not only have no combat power, but are easy to drag everyone down.

The moment he saw Chu He, a light subconsciously appeared in Qi Guoyuan's eyes.

Many inner court disciples couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Chu He!"

"Master White Dragon!"

Although Chu He was constantly insulted by the aristocratic family in the capital, many disciples in the inner court were actually aware of what happened at the Longmen Talents Meeting.

Chu He was able to defend against a third-rank ghost general with a fifth-rank talent at the Longmen Talents Meeting, and he can certainly do it now.

In the distance, powerful ghost aura burst out continuously, and they could all guess that it was at least the second-rank ghost commander, or even the first-rank ghost king invading the capital.

The Battle of Liangjie Mountain started, and most of the Great Confucianists have already gone to Liangjie Mountain. The Great Confucianism who stayed in the capital can resist a first-rank peak ghost king is already the limit, and it is impossible for another Great Confucianist to appear to protect them.

And Chu He is their only hope.

Chu He mobilized his Wenqi, gave a cold drink, and spoke.

"All the talents below the fifth rank will be withdrawn, and the talents above the fifth rank will help me dispel the ghost energy."

None of the dozens of talented scholars left, but all of them dispersed. Under the protection of Chu He's Wen Qi, they continuously released their Wen Qi and dispelled the ghost energy. Obviously, they were all above the fifth rank.

Most of the talents who stay in the inner court are not bad.

Chu He came to Qi Guoyuan and Li Shan and said quickly.

"The two of you are fighting for me. Gong Xiaochen is only a ghost now, and already has the strength of a third-rank ghost general. Once he completely falls into ghost cultivation, he may have the power of a second-rank ghost commander."

Qi Guoyuan and Li Shan nodded without hesitation and handed over the command to Chu He.

Chu He took a deep breath and came ten steps in front of Gong Xiaochen, his tongue burst into thunder.

"Gong Xiaochen! Why did you become like this!"

With a sound, a ghostly energy burst out from Gong Xiaochen's body.

Chu He raised his hand, smashed with literary energy, and continued to shout.

"Gong Xiaochen! It's me! Chu He!"

"Did you forget our previous agreement?"

"Why did you fall into ghost cultivation!"

Gong Xiaochen slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of confusion flashed across him.