dude is so righteous

On the top of the mountain, Li Xiuyuan stopped making a sound.

However, the world-shattering thunder method just now still left a deep impression on everyone's hearts.

In the school palace.

Chu Tiannan ignored Lao Huang who was slapped down the mountain.

He stood in the center of the square of the academy, with the air flowing slowly between the heaven and the earth. Without the opening and blocking of Lao Huang, the oppression like a mountain weighed heavily on his shoulders.

However, his face was as usual, calm as if eating and drinking.

"Luo Hong, I'll wait for you to leave the customs."

Chu Tiannan said calmly.

Then he took off the famous sword Chunjun on his back, rested his hands on the handle of the sword, closed his eyes and meditated.

The majestic aura in the academy constantly washed over him.

He actually used the aura of a school to wash away his own realm.

He is practicing!

No. [-] on the yellow list, really extraordinary!

The students around were gasping for air, dignified and astonished.

Li Xiuyuan glanced at Chu Tiannan, and continued to tease Luo Xiaoxiao.

And at this moment...

In the library.

Luo Hong naturally heard Chu Tiannan's call for a battle.

However, at this moment, he has no time to take care of it, because he is staring intently at a golden page flying out of that book!

The majestic majesty of the saint pervades every corner of the bookstore.

Depressed and heavy, it was like a stone mill was crushing Luo Hong's body, making it extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Luo Hong stared, the pages of the saint's book were floating and dancing, and soon floated in front of Luo Hong's body, vaguely, he seemed to see a majestic figure, watching him.

The phantom shadow of the saint in Luo Hong's dantian opened his eyes, as if reflecting the shadow of the saint on the page.

buzzing...

The words of the sage emerged mightily, hanging above Luo Hong's head.

A golden text floated out of the page, as if it had turned into the supreme mantra.

This piece of sky is very high, but with this mantra floating, the sky is not allowed to be high!

"just!"

The sage's mantra, a "positive" word!

The righteous yang energy on Luo Hong's body became brighter and brighter.

This is a great opportunity.

But for others, it is a supreme opportunity, but for Luo Hong, it is not the same thing.

The evil spirit on Luo Hong's body began to become more and more hidden, completely retracting into his dantian.

The phantom of the saint became more and more solid, and a word that emerged from the page of the saint's book gradually condensed around the phantom of the saint.

Sensing the condensed mantra of the saint, Luo Hong's face was ashes.

"God's mantra of 'positive'!"

"My son is an evil cultivator. Are you humiliating me by condensing a mantra with the word 'positive'?!"

Luo Hong is so angry.

Feeling offended, but unable to do anything about it.

The phantom image of the saint in Luo Hong's dantian had the word "正" above his head, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to let out a shout.

In the next moment, there was a constant surge of holy light!

It surged towards the demon sword Ashura and the phantom of the evil god in Luohong Niwan Palace.

Saint phantom has become stronger!

He wants to purify these two evil neighbors!

hum!

The magic sword Asura was furious, the sword energy suddenly fluctuated, the majestic evil spirit surged, a sword energy was drawn out, the sky and the earth were reversed, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood emerged.

The sword light collided with the holy light, and finally chichi blended...

cancel each other out.

The phantom of the evil god was also furious, and the power of the evil god surged to confront the holy light.

The confrontation between the three came and went quickly.

Soon, everything disappeared.

The magic sword Asura was silent, the phantom of the evil god also disappeared, and the phantom of the saint with the letter above his head also fell into silence.

Everything is at peace.

Only Luo Hong was stupefied, and the aura of Zhengyang on his body became more and more brilliant, making people unable to bear to look directly at him. There were even vague mantras floating around, like a saint reincarnated.

And in his dantian... the remaining evil power from the demon sword Asura and the phantom of the evil god poured into his dantian, constantly hitting his bottleneck of evil cultivation, which was approaching the fifth rank.

Just the remaining evil spirits are surging like huge waves in the vast sea.

Round after round.

Even, even the sword energy in the meridian was driven, constantly splitting his meridian!

Luo Hong felt his body was going to explode!

So sad!

He needs to vent!

He needs to let off steam!

His eyes were red, and he turned his head to look outside the Zangshu Pavilion.

The orthographic words emerged, and the lock that Li Xiuyuan dropped outside the door instantly burst open!

The hoarse roar immediately exploded and spread throughout the academy, leaving everyone stunned.

"Chu Tiannan?"

"Come on, fight!"

"Whoever runs away is the grandson!"

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Saibei.

The strong wind gusts, the howling wind is full of chills, and the thick blood that is hard to dissipate.

The ancient city is located at the other end of the Saibei grassland. Spreading from the edge of the grassland, there is a road of yellow sand. In the yellow sand, an ancient city full of mottled traces stands firm, like a soldier in armor, sitting on a dry stone, horizontally Immediately, the sword stopped thousands of troops.

On the city wall full of age, there are knife marks and sword marks cut by great practitioners, as well as arrow holes pierced by countless arrows when attacking the city, etc...

Like a weather-beaten veteran with glory all over his body.

On the other side of this ancient city, Xu Yun was dressed in the robes of the minister of Dali Temple, with his hands behind his back, as if walking on clouds, every step he took, he could plunder a hundred miles away.

Xu Yun didn't fly over in a hurry, he came all the way from the imperial capital and watched the scenery along the way.

He passed by several cities, where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

This is Saibei, on the opposite side of the ancient city, is the mighty Golden Tent Royal Court with millions of divisions, staring at it fiercely.

But the common people don't care at all, they live a carefree life under the protection of the ancient city.

Trade, business, farming, all kinds of things are carried out in an orderly manner.

If the city is not broken, the people like them will not be trampled by the royal cavalry.

And that city, will it be broken?

No one has ever thought about this question.

Xu Yun fell under the ancient city, the city gates were closed tightly, and before he approached, a chilling aura came over his face, even if he was the minister of Dali Temple, he seemed to be suppressed here.

Pursing his slender lips, Xu Yun felt that he should turn around and go back. If he entered the city and read the prince's handbook, would he be beaten to death?

Suddenly panicked.

However, after Xu Yun adjusted his mentality, he looked at the city. Above the tower, a general in black armor looked at Xu Yun calmly.

One is downstairs and the other is upstairs.

The city gate is not open.

……

"Chu Tiannan!"

"Come on, fight!"

"Whoever runs away will be the grandson!"

A stern roar, carrying a suppressed air, spread from the library.

Li Xiuyuan's movements froze while holding Luo Xiaoxiao, and he turned his head to look at the Zangshu Pavilion, only to see that the lock of the Zangshu Pavilion had actually broken.

For a moment, Li Xiuyuan had mixed feelings.

"Is this... condensing the Holy Word?"

How long has it been...

Unless Luo Hong looked at the pages of the saint's book and condensed the holy words, it would be absolutely impossible to open the lock that he condensed with great righteousness.

Even if Luo Hong used all his hole cards, even if Luo Hong broke out with first-grade strength for an unprecedented time, Luo Hong would not be able to open the lock.

But now, Luo Hong broke the lock, the only explanation is that Luo Hong condensed the holy words.

Li Xiuyuan hugged Luo Xiaoxiao, a little dazed, how long did it take him to condense the holy words?

Three days, or five days?

How long has Luo Hong been here, less than a day...

"As expected of a junior brother, he is indeed suitable for walking the right path. A saint likes this kind of talent!"

Li Xiuyuan was filled with emotion.

Junior brother has such a heaven-defying talent for Confucianism, but he must not go astray and follow some evil ways of cultivation.

Don't let this saint's talent of appreciating food be wasted.

While Li Xiuyuan was in a daze.

The students in the academy were completely dumbfounded.

The corner of Xiao Erqi's mouth twitched: "Come on, come on, Lao Luo started again, I don't know if Chu Tiannan will be recorded in a small book."

It seems that Chu Tiannan's challenge really angered Luo Hong, and he even uttered such sassy remarks as who ran away and who was his grandson.

Wu Meiniang also had a strange expression on her face, where did Luo Hong get such strong self-confidence, as if he couldn't wait to fight.

Chu Tiannan... that's number two on the yellow list!

The most dazzling star among the arrogance of the world.

Even if the situation is suppressed, then... it can be called invincible at the same level!

Luo Hong's talent is indeed good, but is there really a chance to beat Chu Tiannan?

The students around all had strange expressions on their faces, feeling that there would be a good show to watch next.