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The Twelve Stars from Jingtian broke into the academy.

Nearly a hundred students were also waiting in line behind the academy gate.

Unfortunately, the gap in cultivation between the students in the academy and the twelve stars in Jingtian is like a chasm.

After entering the academy, the figures whose cultivation bases in the ten realms are all in the Tribulation Realm are as if they have entered a no-man's land, and no one in the academy can stop them.

Nearly a hundred students fell to the ground!

The weapons are scattered!

Howling!

Then there was dead silence!

The evil figures who came from the ten paths were divided into ten routes, and they went to the five-character gate of the outer courtyard, the library, the Mirror Terrace, the Bodhi Garden, the Forgetting River, and the Wuchen Temple respectively.

They clasped their hands and strolled among the academy courtyard and winding paths.

Wherever they passed, the academy students and teachers in Qingyi who were guarding the corners of each intersection, and even the six-character Taoist masters from the Realm Spirit Aperture all fell to the ground.

Then blood flowed into a river!

In the forest, under the eaves, in the corridor, beside the peach... The twelve stars of the sky stepped on the stone steps, and the stone steps were broken. Passing by the courtyard gate, the courtyard door was broken. Touching the wall, the wall was broken. Looking at it

To the peach and plum blossoms, all the peach and plum blossoms withered.

There is a pond in the Bodhi Garden. Many fish jump up uneasily. After falling into the pond, the pond is already blood red.

There were many schools at the five-character gate of the outer courtyard where people studied and preached. The schools collapsed one after another.

The library suddenly burst into flames, and countless ancient books on the six-character sect's secrets and techniques were destroyed in the fire.

A winding mountain road connects seventeen mirror towers. When someone steps on this road, the mirror tower tilts towards the cliff, then breaks into countless bricks and falls into the cliff...

After ten figures entered the academy, they started killing without mercy!

Just like before when they carried the Holy Chariot through the mountains and ridges to reach Mount Bodhi, they all chose to take the straightest path.

In order to save time, I am afraid that things will change if it is too late.

Because the straightest way is the shortest way.

No matter whether it is a magnificent gate or an elegant courtyard in front of them, they cannot block their way. Along the way, flowers are everywhere, and bricks and stones are scattered everywhere. No matter whether there is a road or not, it will eventually become a road.

The academy is filled with smoke, dust and fire...

Seeing the smoke that was rapidly approaching the Wangqing River, the old man from the library guarding Daozong's body in the glacier with Huangfu Yi looked slightly stern.

Before entering the academy to learn swordsmanship from Dao Zong, Mr. Dao Kui, who was persecuted by the Duan family, was familiar with the various methods of Jingtian Twelve Stars, so from the faint aura coming out of the smoke and dust, Mr. Dao Kui vaguely guessed it.

Who is.

The same situation happened on the mountain road leading to Wuchen Taoist Temple.

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Jiang Manlou personally led three thousand red robes to fly across the wasteland, setting off torrents and smoke along the way.

They were nearly fifty miles away from the academy. Although there were some casual cultivators peeking along the way, they all wisely moved out of the way after seeing the three thousand red-robed figures.

The name of the Three Thousand Great Red Robes of the young master of the Jiang family, the best family in the world, is not any weaker than the Tianji Pavilion Kunlun Mountain Emperor Alliance. This does not mean that the power of the Jiang family is higher than these super-first-class sects, just because, this

There are too many rumors and gossips about the young master of the Jiang family in the world.

A young master army with a bad nature like Sanqian Dahongpao, who eats, drinks, and makes trouble with others, naturally appears and talks about things after dinner no less frequently than Jiang Manlou.

On the wasteland, Jiang Manlou, who was at the forefront of the torrent, suddenly waved his hand. Three thousand red-robed men, who were hiding many academy students, all reined their horses. Thousands of fierce horses raised their hooves and roared, neighing continuously.

A commander from the Jiang Family Guards rode forward on horseback to stand side by side with Jiang Manlou.

Jiang Manlou looked into the distance and squinted his eyes.

A large flag was hoisted in the sight, and the armored light cavalry with billowing smoke along the way gradually came into view amidst countless shouts of beating horses.

Jiang Manlou gradually saw clearly the big flags arranged and dancing in the billowing smoke.

"It's the Iron King Banner and the Tianzi Banner!" The commander said with a little surprise, and turned to look at Jiang Manlou.

"Is the Heavenly Punishment General Tie Leng that foolhardy guy?" Jiang Manlou said to himself, and then fell into deep thought, not knowing what he was thinking about.

…

The Bodhi tree sways gently.

The light of Three Thousand Bodhi Seeds began to become a little dim.

For Dean Zhuang, it is extremely difficult to compete with an out-and-out saint of the Divine Instruction Realm with his cultivation in the Transformation Tribulation Realm, even in the three thousand worlds of the Bodhi Tree.

Moreover, Yunzhi Jizo, the tenth ranked divine weapon, was given to his disciple Xue'er. Otherwise, with the power of the net and the advantageous position in these three thousand galaxies, it is not difficult to say that there is someone who imprisoned the Tiandong statue here.

possible.

But reality is reality after all.

Dean Zhuang looked at the Taoist priest in green in the distance in front of him.

The Taoist robe on his tall body had numerous holes and was stained with blood.

In a very short period of time, when his state was at its peak, he fought head-on with Taoist Tsing Yi for nearly a hundred rounds, destroying hundreds of stars in the galaxy, and even one of the chains holding the crystal wooden coffin was broken.

The wooden coffin behind him was leaning and about to fall.

Dean Zhuang's body was also seriously injured.

But he still couldn't take advantage of it at all.

The cultivation methods of the Tiandong statue were far beyond his guess.

"Kunlun Tribulation, Bodhisattva... This is a verse in troubled times. The old Taoist Wuxiang dare not violate it. What's the use of persisting with your strength?" Chen Sheng, a Taoist in green, stood in the galaxy with his hands behind his back, his whole body burning with hot war.

It means to keep the stars at a respectful distance.

"These are just the first two sentences of the verse. The sky changes in the east, and the demon door appears...Chen Sheng, don't you know that one day, eight hundred sects will make the same mistakes as the academy?" Dean Zhuang coughed lightly, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.

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"As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. I always believe that after troubled times, prosperity will come. If I can exchange my blood for a great world, why not do it?" Chen Sheng said.

"It's just your hypocritical pretense! How could I not know what you were planning to do by massacring the academy and destroying the thousand-year-old Dao Sect Holy Land?" Dean Zhuang laughed sarcastically.

"Then there's no chance of you surviving!" Taoist Qingyi looked determined.

He took a step forward.

A green Taoist lotus rose under the feet.

He walked towards Dean Zhuang.

He gave birth to green lotus step by step.

An ancient book appeared in his hand. It was the book he had read many years ago when he was riding Lei Ze across Tiandong.

It is a heavenly book that achieves the supreme path of becoming a saint.

The withered page of the book fell lightly.

The pages fell into the stars, and then burned.

The pages of the book burned.

The book also burned.

The fire of Taoism spread to the blue lotus, and the lotus also burned.

The fire lotus flew up, touched the stars one after another, and burned one after another.

Three thousand galaxies were instantly immersed in the green lotus fire.

Then the stars began to explode.

The dark galaxy turned red, and Dean Zhuang's figure gradually faded into ashes in the sea of ​​Qinglianye fire.

The Tsing Yi Taoist still walks among the stars and the sea of ​​fire.

He raised his head and looked at the falling crystal coffin as the stars exploded.

He raised his right hand and held the coffin.

A violent force spread from the arm to the coffin, and the coffin was shattered.

The body of Patriarch Bodhi, which had not decayed for thousands of years, was instantly devoured by the green lotus karma fire!

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Two figures stood under the Bodhi tree.

One green robe and one courtyard robe.

Qing Yi opened her eyes.

Dean Zhuang's body began to break into pieces, like the dried bark of an old tree, shattering piece by piece, and then falling into the sky with the nameless wind.

The ancient Bodhi tree that reached into the sky began to sway.

Violent shaking.

The three thousand bodhi seeds on the tree finally dimmed to no light.

Like a fruit that has been pecked by birds, a bodhi seed trembles and falls!

Under the Bodhi tree, there was a Bodhi rain, and all three thousand Bodhi seeds fell to the ground!

Countless deep pits were smashed into the earth.

With a crisp cracking sound, the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree broke in its middle, and the pavilions in the academy collapsed and destroyed in an instant!

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