"Click!"

The sternum is broken and pierced into the heart.

"puff!"

Ding San was in mid-air, and opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, falling to the ground like a dead dog, motionless.

It seems that there is so much danger.

Everyone's eyes turned instantly, and their breathing was still motionless.

The sleeves of the robe were swung lightly, and a man in black stood in a mad manner.

His face was dark and his facial features were dull, but his eyes were full of arrogant and evil spirits, and his lips were slightly raised, and he faded out and killed evil spirits.

"You don't know what you know is alive and dead, do you want to provoke the rules of Ludao Academy?!"

The evil sneered, and all the pressure was revealed.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!!!"

Amid the continuous kneeling sounds, more than a hundred people were spared, all of whom could not bear the heavy pressure and lay on the ground with a protruding body.

Under the pressure, everyone had difficulty breathing, let alone resisting.

Wucheng and the other three men in black removed their pressure and stood respectfully with their heads down.

Mo Xuanchen raised his hand and threw out a black stone tablet and embedded it firmly on the city gate.

"KaKaKa..."

The sound of the mechanical scattered is clear and clear.

Mo Xuanchen stood with long body, like a god of killing, silently killing all over his body, as if he was about to kill blood when he raised his hand.

"Wucheng! Take people in! I will stay at the door and kill you!!"

He curled his lips and faded out of his sharp expression.

"According to the old rules, after five hours of our Anthology Academy, you can enter freely, but today your behavior is very stupid, which makes me very unhappy! Therefore, within ten hours, if someone dares to enter, I... will kill you without mercy!"

Wucheng respects the head of the jaw: "Yes! Master!!!"

The three simple words, but they were like a sharp blade, instantly pressing on everyone's hearts, making them feel pain in their breathing.

Master!!!

The nobles of the Ancient Academy have always been an unpredictable and profound existence that has never been seen.

Every time he appears, he covers his true appearance with a golden face.

No one has ever known what he looks like!

In the eyes of everyone, he should be a person full of vicissitudes of life, majestic and serious.

But I didn't expect that I looked like a big man from Murano.

However, the sharp-eyed and careful person soon discovered that this master should be Yilurong.

After Feng Chenglin and the others arrived, Wu Cheng took people to officially enter the ancient city gate.

Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed past Mo Xuanchen, and he lowered his eyes slightly tacitly.

Mo Xuanchen let her enter alone, probably because she saw that she had the capital to protect herself.

When the heavy city gate opened, Ling Luoyu's heart trembled.

Sky Stone!

The city gate was actually cut from a whole piece of sky stone, with a thickness of one meter.

Such a thick meteorite, no wonder the gunpowder is helpless.

As the city gate opened, a strong and fresh air came to my nose.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but be shocked: "I thought this place would be as dull as an ancient tomb, but I didn't expect there would be such fresh air?!"

Wucheng looked at it meaningfully: "This place has its own world, and there are still many things you can't imagine!"

After lit the torch he brought with him, Wucheng divided the people into six teams, with each five disciples above the Xuanshen, and two rookies.

As for Ling Luoyu, they naturally formed a group with Feng Chenglin.

When I turned around, Wu Cheng's palm had a dozen small bags, and each of them had one.

"Old rules! Everything belongs to Lundao Academy, and each of you can draw one-third of your grade!"
Chapter completed!