Dream Realizer

The Ghost King thinks the Doomsday Judgment is a tasteless one, and Li Xiaobai only takes advantage of the sneak attack.

The masters and disciples of Wandumen don't think so.

If it is an ordinary flame, they may be able to deal with it.

But the flame that fell from the sky seemed to be different from ordinary fire, and it carried a powerful burn and penetrating power.

The fire rain was too dense and almost pervasive.

Without precautions, almost all the disciples of Wandumen were hit, and they rolled on the ground, but still couldn't avoid the dense flames.

Everyone was burned to the ground, and some of the shallow disciples were burned to death on the spot.

Even if the poison god and the blood-sucking old monster were not spared, the clothes of the two old men were burnt to pieces, revealing scorched skin, their hair and beards were burned out, and certain things were looming, and they were extremely embarrassed.

The two of them were top masters of the Demon Cult a few hundred years ago, with a profound knowledge of the way, they were suddenly attacked by the Doomsday Judgement, but they were only slightly injured.

Wan Dumen took the initiative to pick things up, but didn't even start the fight, but was so embarrassed by a young offspring that he was so embarrassed.

The poison god has been in the world for hundreds of years, and he is older than the ghost king. He has never suffered such humiliation.

He patted out the sporadic flames on his body, simply wrapped his still-complete clothes around his waist, and flew the magic weapon: "Thief, take your life."

Followed by the blood-sucking old demon, Jiang Lao San, who is still a capable master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

Everyone's anger was ignited to the climax.

The magic weapon of the poison god is a small knife that is more than half a foot long, clear and light, and the cyan mist surrounds him, making him look like a demon god.

The vampire old demon is driving five strange skulls. While flying into the sky, he seals with his hands. With the movement of his seals, countless white ghosts gather behind him to form a huge ghost. The aura of skeletons, with a brutal and tyrannical aura, opened their mouths in the blood basin, and uttered a scream, rushing towards the elite group of the fairy academy that had left the battlefield, with a terrifying momentum...

Old Sanyu Jiang used a dark red flying fork, and a thick blood mist gleamed on the flying fork...

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Li Mu commanded the elite group to retreat, widening the distance between the Poison God and others. Flying thaumatism depends on the slowest person in the team. Even if various buffs are added in advance, their speed is still not very fast, and they are quickly The Poison God and others approached, it looked like they had been rushed to escape by the people of Wan Pomen.

The elites of the Fairy Academy are just ordinary people who have practiced for three months, and half of them are women. Have you ever seen such a hideous scene, each of them turned pale with fright, screamed again and again, and could not hold their bows and arrows securely. , They didn’t have much place to hide in the sky, many people simply closed their eyes...

The mirrored elite group has no emotions and still maintains a neat formation.

Experts such as Zeng Shuchang and You Ji looked cautious, and they were ready to fight.

They are the masters and teachers of the Fairy Academy, and they should shoulder the responsibility of taking care of the students.

However, their magic weapon was damaged by the damn amnesia.

Now they are holding mass-produced weapons made by ordinary craftsmen, and their combat power has been directly lost in half, but they are still ready to fight to the death.

A group of enemies waited on him. Li Xiaobai was covered in iron and could hit a few nails. The Fairy Academy belonged to everyone, and everyone should carry it together.

"There are mirror teammates at the outermost periphery, with your dean, division commander, and powerful Li Xiaobai in front of you. Everyone is guarding you. Even if we can't match, we will die first. What are you afraid of? I can’t overcome all the difficulties, so I don’t need to practice. Listen to my orders, open your eyes, take up the bows and arrows in your hands, and prepare to defend against the enemy." Zeng Shushu and others comforted their respective phalanx and encouraged the students. Confidence.

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on the ground.

Qingyunmen, Tianyin Temple, Ghost King Sect, Hehuan School, and Changshengtang paid close attention to the battle in the sky.

Unmoved.

Even the members of the Demon Cult, who were in the same spirit as the Wandumen, saw the miserable state of the Wandumen, neither offered to help nor fell into trouble.

After the ambition of the ghost king was exposed, the various factions didn't even bother to do their superficial skills.

They even hope to use the Wandu Sect to find out the true details of the Shushan School.

Although Li Xiaobai's Doomsday Judgment surprised everyone, but the battle has progressed so far, they are quite disappointed with Shushan Immortal Academy.

The strength that the Shushan faction showed right now was completely unworthy of his arrogant behavior to mess up the world.

Now, everyone is watching, waiting for the success of the Shushan School.

Can explore the secrets of each school, no one believes that there is only one Li Xiaobai and Feng Lin in the Shushan School.

If the Shushan Sect had only this ability, Li Xiaobai would definitely die miserably.

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The Shushan Immortal Academy still didn't have any dazzling performance, but the aggressive Wandu Gate quickly opened the eyes of everyone watching.

Watching the god of poison and the others flew into the sky, each showing their supernatural powers, and rushing towards the trembling, quail-like elite group of the Fairy Academy.

But it hasn't waited for the two sides to approach.

The masters on the Wandumen were out of the situation first.

The old Poison God, who was burned to the black, just took out a small jade bottle and pulled out the stopper. A blue powder was like a horse, and he was driven to fly to the Shushan elite group. As soon as the group of poisonous powder flew out of the bottle more than three feet away, the magic weapon flying knife under his feet suddenly soared into the sky, carrying the poison god around in the sky frantically.

But the poisonous powder that had just flown out of the bottle suddenly lost control and swayed in the air recklessly, most of it was actually contaminated with the disciples of the Wandumen who flew behind.

The poison powder refined by the poison god is not trivial.

In a blink of an eye, a disciple of the Wandu Sect was turned over by his suzerain's poison powder.

One by one, they screamed and fell from the air, falling to the ground, falling into pieces of pus and blood, and the pus and blood splashed, even the turf trees on the ground were corroded.

Fortunately, the Wandumen disciples who had escaped the poisonous powder had their own situation. Some of the magic weapons of the steward were forward, some backward, and some flipped in the air, turning the owner's head down. What's more , The magic weapon simply exploded in the air. The owner of the magic weapon who had just flew spouted blood, screaming and fell from a height of hundreds of meters, seeing that he could not survive.

It is different from the fairy sword of Qingyunmen.

The magic weapons of the demon cult disciples are mostly refined by blood. The magic weapons are connected to the mind and mind. Although they are easier to manipulate, once the magic weapons are damaged, the holders of the magic weapons must calm down and suffer severe injuries.

It's okay if they don't fly. Once they fly, Li Mu's skills get out of control, and they are simply their nemesis, hitting them with accuracy and killing 100%.

Two blood-sucking old demon’s skulls exploded. He spouted two mouthfuls of blood one after another, and looked at Li Xiaobai with a shocked expression. He practiced the "five ghosts and spirits" technique, which was made with his own spirit. Five "fate ghosts" acted as matchmakers, forcibly arresting all the dead ghosts within a radius of ten miles, and turning them into gluttonous ghosts.

Since he practiced this technique, I don’t know how many righteous masters have been broken in his hands, and there has been almost no failure. Unexpectedly, today, Minggui exploded two in a row, causing his mind to be hit hard, and how did he even make the opponent. I haven't seen anything...

Under the prestigious reputation, Li Xiaobai, who can stir the world, is an easy generation. He caught a glimpse of still rolling in the air, and even the tattered clothes that covered his body were thrown off. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he shouldn't be so impulsive to push his head.

Holding back the surging and uncontrollable qi and blood in his heart, the poison god drove the still-controlling Yin Ling to the elite group, and then mobilized enough internal power, Chao Xiaoyan shouted: "Ghost King, Yuyangzi, do you want to continue watching the show? Li Xiaobai The spells are weird, if you don’t work together to get rid of it, the Poison Gate at this moment will be your fate for a while."