[System] Where is my vest?

Jiang Lan still had some hope in his heart, he turned his head and asked Ding Hong who came over: "Where's your Apocalypse City?"

Ding Hong was taken aback by the question: "Huh?"

"How is your Apocalypse City?"

Ding Hong shrugged and said, "That's it. I'm only responsible for providing ideas, and Sun Pei is the one who implements them."

"Boss, let me tell you." Ding Hong suddenly moved closer to Jiang Lan and lowered his voice, "I actually have a lot of... ideas. Boss, you know, it seems to be working well now."

Jiang Lan thought that Ding Hong's so-called ideas were about their previous world, so they followed the plot of the novel, traveling through modern thinking to fight in another world.

However, it turned out that Jiang Lan still thought things too simply, but he readily agreed to Ding Hong's invitation since he still didn't know the truth.

"Brother Jiang, sister-in-law." Meng Yue and his wife warmly greeted Jiang Chu Song Xue: "Is Yaru here yet?"

Song Xue smiled and said, "Whether there is a teleportation array around her, the speed will definitely be slower."

Ding Hongdong looked around and bumped Xia Yan with his elbow: "Where are your parents?"

"How do I know." Xia Yan complained in a low voice, "But after a fight, they will definitely show up."

The system began to count with fingers: "In the stage of transformation of the gods, we have Xia Yan, Ji Yuyue, Wan Qixuan, Ding Hong, Jiang Huainan and Yang Wenqing. In the Yuanying stage, we have Meng Yue, Jiang Chu, Song Xue, and Jiang Yaru And Wei Zixi... Well, there are three Huashen outside, and seven Nascent Souls. I don't know how many of them are hostile, but apart from these, there are still many people outside. Jiang Yaru and the others want to come in. There are still some troubles."

"Then don't rush in." Jiang Lan asked, "How many people are there?"

The system pursed its lips and said, "The space they occupy is three times the size of the current Tianshu College."

However, there is a saying in the comprehension world that "under the Nascent Soul are all ants." Not to mention the formation outside the tower, as long as the supply of spirit stones continues, the current Nascent Soul cultivator is no problem.

"But our real enemy is those leaders who incited the crowd." The system briefly explained, "Is there any problem? If there is no problem, I will set off fireworks."

The system took out a firework and stuffed it into Jiang Chu's hand: "At this historic moment, this kind of thing should be done by you, the dean."

Jiang Chu couldn't laugh or cry, and did as he said.

A stream of light shot straight into the sky, and exploded in the sky, forming a sentence-"Tianshu College is officially established, and we are looking for a number of tutor colleges!"

If you want to build your own power, rely on strength first, reputation second, and the fastest way to gain reputation is to step on the bones of others.These people don't like to attack the "unknown people". They often attack after a faction is announced, so that the "slap in the face" behavior can make them say that they are also the ones who destroyed a certain faction.

Before the words and sentences formed by the fireworks were exhausted, Jiang Lan felt that the direction of the wind had changed.

With a crackling sound, most of the not-so-sturdy house was cleaned up by a spiritual force, and the house collapsed, revealing the dark crowd outside.

This spiritual power cleaned up the way, and the dust and house wreckage continued to sweep towards Jiang Lan and his party standing in the library.

Jiang Huainan and Xia Yan took a step forward at the same time, an invisible barrier blocked the extremely aggressive spiritual power.

"Fortunately, we have the foresight. Look, the house will be gone before the fight starts." Ding Hong held the longbow in his hand and plucked the bowstring casually: "I guess they have to talk about it first. , portraying themselves as the party of justice."

After the smoke and dust settled, he could see the faces of those people clearly, but the thing that attracted him the most was the clothes of the three leading cultivators who transformed into gods. They were wearing the unique costumes of Tianji sect.

Jiang Lan narrowed his eyes. These three people looked familiar to him, but he couldn't remember their names, or he had never learned their names before.But they are indeed members of the Tianji Sect.

Just as Ding Hong expected, this group of coveters had already found a good excuse for their greed, and the three cultivators who transformed themselves into gods just said that the secretary documents of Tianshu Academy were all from the Tianji sect.

"At this time, apart from my Tianji sect, where else can I find so many precious resources." The speaker put one hand behind his back, and held the other hand in front of his body, with a look of "you wait for the things to be exchanged quickly. Can let bygones be bygones."

Another cultivator of Transformation God jumped out and pointed at Xia Yan and Jiang Huainan: "These two are traitors of my Tianji Sect, they must be them——they—" This person's expression was distorted, as if saying that word was dirty own mouth.

After hearing this, Meng Yue couldn't help but spit: "Tianji Sect died long ago."

The words of the three Tianji Sect people immediately gave other people ideas, and everyone said that they had lost something during the disaster and asked the people from Tianshu Academy to exchange for the things they "picked up".

At this time, explanations are useless. History is written by the victors. If Tianshu Academy loses, they will become thieves who steal other people’s property. joke.

Even so, there is still something to be said. After all, it would be bad if people misunderstood the people of Tianshu Academy as guilty and angry.

Jiang Lan watched the cultivators who used to pay attention to their manners spit and spittle, and suddenly felt something touched the crook of her leg.

Song Xue put the chair behind Jiang Lan, smiled and said, "Lan Xin, sit down."

Jiang Lan waved her hands again and again, "No, no need."

"I'm afraid they will continue to quarrel for a while. I won't be able to sit down for long." Song Xuerou said: "Besides, public affairs are public affairs, and private affairs are private affairs. Now you are the enshrined elder of Tianshu College, and you are the person with the highest status present. You If you don’t sit, no one can sit.”

The things of the system are Jiang Lan's things from another aspect. He has provided so much, and it is understandable that he has been given a very high status.

The person who couldn't help but act first would naturally not be a member of Tianshu Academy. The enemy needs to be famous, and they also need something to do next.

Xia Yan greeted the enemy, and turned his head to Jiang Lan and shouted: "Master, just sit down."

Tianshu Academy's side has few people, and the battle line is too long to benefit them.

Jiang Lan pointed her long sword obliquely and swept across the ground, and a ditch immediately blocked the coveted person: "If you want to join the academy, please wait a moment, don't cross this line."

Others follow suit, as long as they don't cross this line, they won't be the target of their attacks.

This behavior made many followers hesitate.If you want treasures, you have to live to get them.

Jiang Lan looked at the gully on the ground, her brows under the mask unconsciously frowned.

The system sensed Jiang Lan's emotions in time, and he held Jiang Lan's hand and said, "It's okay, just think they are laying the foundation."

Jiang Lan let out a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I've been a little sentimental recently." The ravines on the ground reminded him of the ground that was cracked by the earthquake.

Jiang Lan looked at Xia Yan's ability to face the last Tianjizong Huashen with ease: "Is he about to cross the catastrophe? He worked hard."

Knowing the facts, the system gave a perfunctory "hmm", and watched Xia Yan suddenly take a long nail to stab the opponent's forehead, then changed the subject and said: "Jiang Chu Song Xue's strength is limited, wait until the other people's power is established We will definitely not be able to take care of Tianshu Academy anymore, so we are going to be extremely puppets."

As for the material of the puppet, it is far away and close at hand.The monk whose head was pierced by a long needle was dragged by Xia Yan like a dead body.

"That long nail can nail the soul to his own body." The system explained.

The system's intention is not to refine ordinary puppets, but living puppets.

Living puppets can not only use spiritual power, but also retain all the moves and skills of the person being refined.

However, this method is too cruel, and the best way to do it is to avoid people's vision.

After finishing off the person in her hand, Meng Yue ran over and took out a rope, one end was tied around the neck of the imprisoned cultivator, and the other end was tied to a wooden pole. inserted into the ground.

A deterrent banner is ready.

Song Xue never made a move, but stayed by Jiang Lan's side all the time. Seeing Jiang Lan looking at the "human flag" all the time, she asked cautiously, "Lan Xin, if you think this is not good, we can..."

Jiang Lan came back to her senses, and quickly replied: "There is nothing wrong with this. Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself." He was just surprised. Being treated like this, there was no wave in his heart.

A cultivator who didn't know which faction he belonged to took advantage of Jiang Lan's other cultivators who had opponents, temporarily suppressed his own cultivation, tricked Jiang Huainan, bypassed him, and pounced on Li Cangshu The nearest neighbors are Jiang Lan and Song Xue.

Jiang Huainan's heart tightened, and he shouted: "Be careful!"

Xia Yan: "Master!"

Song Xue was subconsciously pregnant in front of Jiang Lan.

On the other hand, Jiang Lan grabbed Song Xue's arm, dragged the person behind her, and at the same time avoided the spiritual weapon in the attacker's hand sideways.

The spiritual power carried by the spiritual energy belonging to the stage of transforming gods exploded, and the mask on Jiang Lan's face and the cloak on his body turned into powder. Fortunately, he was wearing a defensive magic weapon under the cloak, although it became It was tattered, but it didn't let him go.

Song Xue, who was protected behind her, only felt a gust of wind, and Jiang Lan's black hair that suddenly parted threw her face, "Lan Xin!"

Jiang Lan's golden vertical pupils were cold, his face was gloomy, and he was standing on the attacker's wrist with one hand, but he didn't see any movement. Accompanied by the sound of broken bones, the attacker let out a scream, and his arm The bones were blasted outward by a terrible force.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power and no fluctuation of demon power. The man with vicious eyes was horrified to find that this man who had been shrouded in the cloak had crushed the arm of a person who had been transformed into a god with just brute force.

And the person whose strength has reached Huashen can see that not only his arm was crushed, but also that part of his soul.

Jiang Lan let go of his hand, and some residues of flesh or bone fell from his palm, and a few drops of blood were splashed on his frosty face, coupled with his animal-like golden eyes, showing a bit of excitement. Trembling beauty.

And the cultivator whose arm was crushed by him sat down on the ground in fear: "Monster, monster——"