Super Theological Academy to Conquer the World

"Oh ~"

Blood flowed, resentment skyrocketed.

In the blood sea, a blood cocoon coagulated, and countless resentments were constantly absorbed into this blood cocoon.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The bang of the heart echoed like a drum sound in the mass grave!

Suppressing resentment with resentment, for half a day, the vision of the entire mass burial post has not stopped!

In the sky, countless resentments turned into whirlpools, like a black tornado, the wind eye is the blood cocoon!

"Kacha ~ Kacha ~ Kacha ~"

Suddenly, the blood cocoon changed, and the sound like glass shattered slowly.

"boom!"

The black tornado composed of resentment suddenly dissipated, resenting like a solid raindrop!

The blood cocoon collapsed, Chu Mo's face was pale, and his eyes were red with blood. A long black hair dances with the wind, and the original white fairy silk robe has a strange red mans!

"Oh ~"

Chu Mo took a deep breath. The red eyes of both eyes gradually dispersed, slowly returning to normal!

"It's time to go to Qishan to calculate the general ledger." Chu Mo's mouth raised, his toes lightened, and his figure rushed towards the sky like an aurora.

...

Qishan, inside the Great City Hall!

"Boom!"

Wen Ruohan patted all the dishes on the table in front of him.

Sprinkle the fruit liquor!

"Yunmeng Jiang's! Dare to kill me!" Word by word, Wen Ruohan gritted his teeth incisively, and his eyes were scarlet, just like repairing a ghost road!

"If you do n’t wash the lotus dock, it ’s hard to dispel my hatred !!!"

"Sect ... Sovereign, Chu Ziyun concealed his strength, and only rushed into the line to kill the second son in the army. I am afraid that Yunmeng ... I am afraid ... can't move."

"Yes, Sovereign, I used to turn to the several immortal gates of my Wen family, but now I have other thoughts and I have to guard against them."

The rest of the elders have another idea. If they have just experienced a big defeat, they will shake Wen's foundation again.

And they are also afraid of Chu Mo, at least a thousand enemies.

Wen Ruohan's face was black, and his cold eyes swept the audience. These people dared to disobey him!

"What did you say?"

Wen Ruohan's majestic voice sounded, staring at a young elder.

In the last war against Lianhuawu, the elder also participated in it. Seeing Chu Mo alone in the battle, he was already scared!

"Uh ... back ... back to Sect Master, I ... I said ..." The elder's voice paused.

Wen Ruohan has stepped down the stairs and walked towards the elder.

The high head looked down at the elder in front of him.

The momentum alone scared the elder sweating and said with a trembling voice.

"Na Chu ... Chu Zi ... Chu Ziyun ... Ah!"

Suddenly, Wen Ruohan shot directly, decisively pinched the elder's throat, and his face was somber.

"You are the elders of Wen, but you have the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige. This sin is enough to die!"

"Zong ... Zong ... Sect Master spares his life."

The elder was pinched by his throat and blushed red, and he spit out a few words for a long time.

But Wen Ruohan didn't care about it at all, and his fierce five-finger force, with a click, pinched the elder's throat.

"Boom!"

The body fell to the ground.

Wen Ruohan looked at the other elders again and asked coldly, "Do you have any comments?"

An elder, with cold sweat on his forehead, dared not to answer, the horror inside the hall was terrible.

"Since there is no, then three days later, 30,000 monks gathered and attacked the Lotus Bay. He was strong in Chu Ziyun. Can he stop tens of thousands of monks ?!"

"Sovereign wise !!!" Everyone congratulated and then quickly retreated.

Wen Ruohan snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and walked toward the throne!

After sitting down. His eyes closed slightly, rubbing his eyebrows.

Inside the hall, the quiet needle drop can be heard.

The elder lying on the ground suddenly moved slightly. A trace of resentment quietly invaded this body!

"Roar ~"

A low roar sounded. This corpse has turned into a corpse.

Wen Ruohan, who rubbed his brow, frowned, stopped, and opened his eyes sharply.

I saw a dry paw zooming in sight!

"Boom!"

Wen Ruohan's sideways hide, and the surging spiritual power overflows from the palm of his hand.

Wen Ruohan's strength is indeed arrogant, and he will shoot the corpse away!

The corpse's chest was sunken and could no longer move!

"Come here!" Wen Ruohan narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly.

Even if the grievances are serious, it is impossible to turn into a corpse immediately after death. There must be something wrong with this matter.

For a long while, no one ignored Wen Ruohan. Wen Ruohan looked cold, shouting again: "Come here!"

After this shout, Wen Ruohan realized that something was wrong, and walked outside the hall!

At the entrance of the hall, dozens of Wenjia monks responsible for guarding were turned into corpses!

A dozen corpses fell to the ground!

"what!!"

"Help!"

"Help!"

Looking around, the whole city never sleeps in a mess, shouting kills everywhere.

It's noon, and within a day, the yang qi is at its peak, but the resentment visible to the naked eye envelopes the whole city that never sleeps like a cloudy day!

Wen Ruohan's eyes narrowed, and he saw that those who were trembling with Wenjia monks were all corpses and evil spirits!

"Turn the corpse, yin the yin, gather grievances ... so courageous, dare to come and provoked my Wenjia!

Wen Ruo said in a cold voice, but did not rush to take action, Wen family hundreds of years of Yun Yun, not even a group of corpses can not deal with.

What he cares about is the person behind him!

"Roar! Roar!"

As he pondered, two corpses rushed to Wen Ruohan, struck left and right!

"Humph! Carving insects tricks, two corpses on both sides, come to test Wen Mou!"

Wen Ruohan laughed loudly, and the magnificent red spirit spewed out thinly, swept directly to the two corpses!

"Mr. Lord, would you just hide your face and these shameful means?"

"Boom!" Wen Ruohan flew two corpses directly, shouting towards the surroundings!

"It would be naive to deal with my Wen family with the murderous corpses!"

"Naive?" Chu Mo's cold voice sounded, "Are you naive, or should I take it for granted?"

Wen Ruohan shook his body and looked towards the distance, where the loudest cry was before.

At this moment the sound is getting weaker and weaker, and suddenly a black torrent appears in sight!

This torrent is a corpse wave composed of countless corpses.

In front of the corpse tide, there are only a few monks running away.

"How is it possible!" Wen Ruohan whispered in cold eyes.

There are nearly two thousand monks in the city that never sleeps. How could they be killed without even knowing it!

"Nothing is impossible, Sect Master Wen. Don't come unharmed."

Chu Mo appeared, his body resented and slowly descended from the sky.

"It's you !!!" Wen Ruohan's face was cold, his pupils shrunk. He never imagined that this manipulation of the corpse tide, it was Chu Mo who directed his Wen family!

"Ha ha ha!" Wen Ruohan laughed with his head up and laughed slightly.

"Chu Ziyun, Chu Ziyun! Unexpectedly, you are even meaner than me! If you let other Xianmen hundred families know that the famous Shenhuo Ziyun turned out to be an evil door, it must be wonderful!

Chu Mo didn't reply, but just smiled faintly.

"But ... since you dare to show up, you shouldn't plan to let my Wen family leave."

"Your arrogant temper is really annoying." Wen Ruo said coldly, looking at the body of a monk Wen Jia around him.

Lifting the toes, he lifted the fairy sword in the hand of the corpse and reached for it.

"I want to see how much strength you juniors have."

"Boom!"

Stepping out, Wen Ruohan rushed to Chu Mo, and his spiritual power exploded, and the magic circle lit up like a big sun.

"boom!"

Wen Ruohan hacked out with a sword, like a long dragon.

Chu Mo chuckled softly, reached out and lifted, and countless resentments rushed out. Wen Ruohan, who had just raised his sword, was resentfully locked in the air.

Few points, resentment formed a sharp thorn, directly through Wen Ruohan's chest!

"Wow!"

Wen Ruohan spit out a bit of blood, and his body was full of spiritual power, barely dispelling the resentment around him. Embarrassedly retreated.

"Sect Master Wen, why bother so much, I still have a gift for you."

With that, Chu Mo smiled slightly, and countless resentments fell from the sky and rushed to the ground!

After a while, the resentment dissipated, and a figure appeared, which was Wen Chao who turned into a corpse.

And all the limbs are tied with chains, and the runes outlined in blood are carved on the dry skin, which is by no means comparable to ordinary corpses!

"Roar!!!"

Wen Chao opened his mouth and roared, terrified resentment scattered, and rushed directly to Wen Ruohan!

"Chu Ziyun ... you ... wow ..." Wen Ruo spit out a bit of blood coldly, too late to say anything, and quickly waved his sword to block Wen Chao's attack!

It's wonderful to fight together one person and one body!

"Roar!!!"

Wen Ruohan waved a sword and cut off one of Wen Chao's right arms, but Wen Chao took the opportunity and also grabbed Wen Ruohan's left hand, his ten fingers plunged in like nails!

A big piece of flesh was bitten off with an open mouth!

The corner of Chu Mo's mouth rose, but he prepared it specifically. It took a lot of resentment to specifically strengthen Wen Chao!

"Roar!"

What Wen Ruohan uses is, after all, an ordinary fairy sword, not his own sword.

When he once again waved his sword to block Wen Chao's attack, the fairy sword in his hand suddenly broke, and Wen Chao directly fell on Wen Ruohan's body, biting the flesh like a mad dog!

"Ah! Ah!"

Wen Ruohan shouted in pain, but Wen Chao, who is already a corpse, had no intention of keeping his mouth shut!

"Ah! Ah ..." The screams became weaker and weaker, and Wen Ruohan had little ability to fight back.

Half of his body was bloody. Wen Chao filled his mouth with blood and kept eating!

"boom!!!!"

Chu Mo froze for a moment, and looked out of the never-ending city. In the sky, nearly a thousand Jindan monks were coming from the sword!

These are the monks who are outside the Wen family. They received the news that the night city was attacked and came to support!

"Where did the demon dare to attack my Wencheng night city!"

Far away, a leader of the team discovered Chu Mo.

More than a thousand people, Yu Jian surrounded Chu Mo, and it seemed full of power!

"Ha ha……"

Chu Mo chuckled and was eating Wen Ruohan's corpse, Wen Chao, a figure, and stopped.

The whole city never sleeps. The monks who died before the battle also turned into corpses, plus the previous corpses, there are already seven thousand!

The murderous corpse beneath the hills and mountains looked up, and the screaming captain just looked awkward.

Because he recognized the clothes of the body around Chu Mo, it was Wen Ruohan!

"go!"

The captain who led the team yelled and was about to escape.

He now does not want to solve the night city crisis, and how to survive!

Nearly ten thousand corpses, the suzerain also died. They stayed to death!

"No one stays!" Chu Mo ordered lightly, and countless corpses chased them out!

"Roar!"

Numerous resentments surround Chu Mo. A hill-like body appeared.

A loud roar of the beast.

The huge head of the Xuanwu slaughter was lifted. He directly bit off the half body of a monk!

Chu Mo's figure slowly fell from the air and landed on the turtle shell of the slaughtering Xuanwu. Reaching out from the air, the blood bite appeared in his hand.

The blood bite sword danced in the hands, chopped off the Wen family's sun flag, and resentment spread like ripples, forming a large formation, and the entire night city was blocked!

The turbulent fire turned into a dead city!

Three hundred feet of blood flow, forming a blood river, corpse mountain! More than three thousand monks of the Wen family were killed and the suzerain died!

From noon to late night, the last Wenjia monk, under the siege of nearly a thousand corpses, was devoured into countless corpses!

Chu Mo swept coldly across the never-ending city, and pointed to a sword, using blood as ink, to write the next line of characters on the Wenjia school city!

The Wen's brutality, the world can't tolerate, the blood-washed night city demon ancestors!

The finger fell, Chu Mo's eyes changed, and then returned to normal, the cuff waved, and countless grievances dissipated out of thin air!

Thousands of corpses fell to the ground with a soft figure!

Three days later.

Lotus dock.

"Have you heard?"

"What's wrong? Qishan Wen's, provokes Mighty and was slaughtered!"

"What ?! Really false, Qishan Wen's, but today's Xianmen is one of the best forces. Except for our Lotus Dock, has it already had the first potential?"

"How can such a huge force be slaughtered, it would be slaughtered?"

"What I said is true, there were disciples of Gusu who discovered through Qishan. The whole city never sleeps now. There is no life in a thousand miles.

"I heard that Wen Sect Master, Wen Ruohan, only half of the body is left!"

"This is a real relief, and the Wen family is not a good thing."

"It's true, but this powerful method is not glorious, Wen's campus leaves words, blood-washed night city, devil ancestor!"

"Magic Road?"

"Well, crooked the evil way, I heard that the devil ancestor mastered thousands of corpses, based on resentment, and attacked the never-ending city."

"Now the Wen family has suddenly become second-rate forces. In the past, so many people have been offended ... Hey, the wicked have their own bad rewards."

"Gossip and gossip here, consolidate the pulse technique when you have time!"

Chu Mo's eyes swept the two Yunmeng disciples, his expression was indifferent.

No one had connected him to the magical ancestor of the bloodless city.

He is now a symbol of the right path of the Xianmen hundred schools.

"Cough ... Brother Chu, we will go right away!"

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