Time flies.

The final stage of this ruins battle has begun less than ten days in the blink of an eye.

That night.

The half-wind moon sets off the dark night, and although there are rays of light, it looks particularly dim.

This should have been a common moon scene at this time, but for some reason, it looks quite strange, and the air is cold without a trace of warmth.

If there is no considerable force in it, even a man with courage would not have the courage to walk alone outside.

The lake-shaped flawless pool under the night was also cold wind hanging. Of course, because it was already night, the water of the pool had long solidified and could not be used again. No matter how much it was blown, it would not be able to relieve the solidification. However, even the Junjies stationed by the lake felt cold in their skin.

Most of the heroes who come here to practice have a complete and above Jindan cultivation. They have a deep cultivation level and will not be damaged by the cold air. However, it is not very comfortable to be blown by the cold.

Some of them hid in warmer camps to practice, while others sat together, creating a rising bonfire and chatting.

Some people also talked and ate and drank, but it was early after meal time, and most people just wanted to warm up.

Su Mo, Jingxue, and several other core students from Lingwu Academy sat around the bonfire.

After a busy day, after the Flawless Pool was closed, several other students were having a rare chat. Jingxue closed her beautiful eyes slightly, turned a deaf ear to the conversation beside her, and practiced with a calm heart. Su Mo stretched out his hands and roasted it on the fire for a while, and then he felt comfortable before turning his eyes to Jingxue.

He knew that since Chu Tian left, Jingxue had practiced even harder. He thought that perhaps he wanted to enter the Heaven Realm as soon as possible and catch up with the other party's pace.

As a senior, he was also very envious of this, but he was not jealous. He knew that Chu Tian was much better than him and was more likely to be favored by girls.

Su Mo was sighing, Yu Zhe was talking, Jingxue was practicing, everything seemed to be so calm.

Before the others could realize that Jingxue had withdrawn from her cultivation state, and a solemn look appeared in her beautiful eyes. She said to Su Mo beside her: "Someone is here, very strong."

When Su Mo heard this, he was shocked. He stood up from the ground, held his right hand and took out the weapon from the space container.

Jingxue also got up, pulled out the fallen cherry sword between her slender waist, and placed the crimson blade across her chest.

The students present at Lingwu Academy were sitting around the bonfire, and they were very close to each other. Although this was said to Su Mo, the other students also heard it, their faces changed, they all stood up, each taking weapons, and were on full alert.

Among them, a irritable student took out his weapons, his vigor rose all over his body, and his thick and hoarse voice sounded with a little anger.

"Who is the rat? How dare you show up and see me?"

Just as he thought of the anger, a ray of energy had already tear apart the air like a rainbow light, and rushed into the air with lightning speed and blasted heavily on the weapon of the irritable student. The weapon rebounded to his chest with strong strength.

puff.

His chest was shocked, and his figure shot out like a cannonball. Blood was gushing out of his mouth. After breaking several trees, he fell to the ground in a mess without knowing whether he could.

Su Mo and others were shocked and even cast their eyes.

In front of everyone, a man in black and cold and handsome face appeared. His aura was floating and powerful. When he saw the person's face clearly, everyone took a breath.

A certain student couldn't help but show fear on his face and called out the man's name, because this man was a powerful man from the Zongtian Sect.

Such a strong man even Su Mo felt powerless. As a man and senior, he could only turn his eyes on Jingxue.

He is different from others. He knows that Jingxue has good strength and has easily defeated Mushe and Honglian, a core leader like that, if he is fully capable, even if he loses to the Heaven Realm, he will not be defeated for a while. With them, he might be able to deal with it.

While he was pondering, the cold man had already bowed to some air and said, "As long as such a waste, I dare to wait for me and disrespect you to the young master. I am really angry with you, and I have to let the young master allow you, but I secretly punish you. Please forgive me."

After hearing the title of Young Master, Su Mo's pupils suddenly shrank.

Could it be

The only senior sister present also had a slightly changed face and her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.

Jingxue's performance was not as good as hers, and fear appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Even if her cultivation level is comparable to that of the Heavenly Realm, she should not have the slightest ability to fight back against people like the Young Master of the Zongtian Sect.

Then, in the void, a handsome young man in gorgeous clothes and white skin walked out of it and said indifferently to the cold young man standing beside him: "Forget it, this religion will not pursue your fault."

Immediately he cast his eyes and went back and forth to Jingxue. In his originally dark eyes, a strange nine-color color suddenly appeared. In his glass-like vision, everyone was ignored. Only the prey from this trip was left in his eyes, the beautiful girl in black dress.

Just like when we first met, the gray misty and rainy aura soared into the sky from its graceful body, with a rich breath as if it could connect the sky and the earth, making the whole world feel lost.

When Hua Linghe saw it again, he was inevitably infected by it. The crocodile's tears flowed out from Jiucai's eyes, but extreme coveting appeared on his face, and his body was so excited that he couldn't help but tremble.

It’s finally time to harvest the most delicious lost fruit, hehe.

Out of the girl's sensitivity, Jingxue felt that the other party was coming for her at the first time.

The strongest among the young disciples of the Zongtian Sect, the strongest person in the God Refining Stage, Hua Linghe, the infamous young master of the Zongtian Sect in the East Holy Realm.

The other party's eyes became naked, and the covet was not concealed at all. Jingxue's dreamy eyes showed a hint of disgust for this gaze, but perhaps because of the difference in strength between them, there was an unconcealable fear on her delicate and pretty face, and her slim body trembled with fear.

It was like a weak lamb suddenly met a hungry tiger.

Disgust and fear, two kinds of sharp and contradictory emotions, were naturally felt by Hua Linghe at the first time. His heart was even more excited, full of tyrannical thoughts about the lovely person in front of him.

You are indeed very powerful to be able to arouse the desires of this sect at the first time. You are worthy of being the one you value in this sect, and you are worthy of being the last and most important fruit of the seven desires.

Hua Linghe secretly praised in his heart, but in order to catalyze the fruit's refining efficiency to the best, he had to suppress his temperament and not be anxious. He looked at Jingxue and asked with a teasing and teasing like a cat playing with a mouse: "Senior Sister Jingxue of Lingwu Academy, Senior Brother, I have a trivial care that needs your help, so please don't refuse."

Jingxue knew that she could not refuse, and her beautiful pretty face turned pale. Obviously, she was as scared as other girls when she encountered this situation.

But looking at Su Mo who was worried about looking at her, as well as the other classmates, and the senior sister who was as white as paper and her calves were trembling, she silently for a moment, plucked up her courage, looked up slightly, looked at Hua Linghe with beautiful eyes, and said softly in a clear voice like a mountain spring: "Yes, but I have a request."

Although her voice was still as clear as a mountain spring, she also had uncontrollable trembling, and it was obvious that her fear was uncontrollable.

Hua Linghe laughed and said, "No need to mention your request, my senior brother also knows what it is. You want to ask me to let go of other classmates. After all, they are all innocent, right?"

Jingxue was told by him, stunned for a moment, nodded slightly.

"It's a request." Hua Linghe pretended to be pondering, but suddenly changed his tone and said, "Of course, but you have to make sure you go with me later, okay?"

Jingxue nodded gently again.

"With this sect being in a good mood, you guys get out quickly." Hua Linghe looked at Su Mo and others indifferently.

Several students looked at each other and dared not say anything. They even helped up their companions who had fallen to the ground before, and had no time to check their lives and death.

The pretty and white-faced senior sister left as if she had received a general amnesty.

"I can't leave, I can't leave. I was taken care of by Brother Chu Tian and also by Junior Jingxue. At this time, she was in trouble. If I leave, would I still be a man?" Su Mo's eyes turned red, and the strong aura of the full level of the golden elixir all over her body rose.

The cold man looked at him sneered, but Hua Linghe didn't dare to act without saying anything.

Hua Linghe didn't even look at Su Mo at all. From the beginning to the end, he only focused on one thing, that is, the prey on this trip, the beautiful Jingxue girl.

I don't know if the attitudes of the two stimulated him, but Su Mo's rationality collapsed instantly, condensing his vitality into the weapon, that is, the white folding fan, and his aura was raised to the peak. His figure was like an arrow shot from the bow, shooting towards the flower spirit crane that could not be defeated by him.

That attitude was like an angry lamb, pushing his hard horn towards the brutal lion.
Chapter completed!