Dark old!
One of the strongest protectors beside Saint Lingxiao!
Huang Pojun turned around slowly and saw a figure in a black robe standing dozens of feet away, holding a dagger that was flashing with a cold light.
The surrounding space and time had already been blocked. Unless a powerful immortal was present in person, no one else would be able to discover it.
"Why. No one stopped you?"
Huang Pojun was silent for a moment, then spoke in a hoarse voice.
Before, he had never thought that an Immortal Lord would hunt him down, because he was the vice-dean and had made great contributions, so Wen Jun of the Original Academy would at least be able to deal with him.
It turns out that he thought too much.
No one spoke up for him.
Humans are creatures that seek benefits and avoid harm!
No one would choose to offend Sheng Lingxiao for him, a useless person who had lost his interests.
"Why are you stopping me?"
An Lao smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of pity, and said jokingly: "If you leave the Original Academy, you will be nothing!"
boom!
Huang Pojun turned pale as if struck by lightning.
His heart was twitching, he was filled with sorrow and bitterness. This was what it felt like to be abandoned.
What's his crime?
Moreover, he had already told him in detail about the Zhoutian Immortal Aperture, so why did he still want to kill him?
"why?"
Huang Pojun couldn't help but ask.
But An Lao sneered. He was too disdainful to answer such a childish question.
Many people want to get to the bottom of things and know the so-called truth before they die, but how many truths are there in this world?
kill!
Or be killed!
In the final analysis, it’s because we are too weak!
"Because you're stupid!"
At this moment, another elegant voice sounded.
An Lao was shocked and immediately alert. He looked around and asked in a stern voice, "Who?"
boom!
The surrounding void is distorted.
Densely packed space cracks appeared.
In these space cracks, gray corpse qi poured in, blocking the surrounding heaven and earth, turning it into a corpse domain, isolating all things.
Faintly, through the corpse qi, one could see countless dead bodies, staring with scarlet bloodshot eyes, baring fangs and claws, waiting for someone's order to tear An Lao into pieces.
"Zhuge Liang!"
Seeing this scene, An Lao immediately guessed the identity of the person.
In the upper realm, or even in the entire universe, it is estimated that only Zhuge Liang can mobilize so many corpse puppets.
Huang Pojun was startled, and his eyes flickered.
Could it be that Zhuge Liang discovered An Lao, so he took powerful action?
Could he take this opportunity to escape?
Not far away, Zhuge Liang walked out from the corpse gas, wearing a white robe, holding a feather fan, his hair flying, his eyes bright and gentle, showing his elegance and nobleness.
He glanced at An Lao, then looked at Huang Pojun, and said calmly: "I came here specifically to save you, so you better behave yourself!"
"What?"
Huang Pojun was stunned.
You, the leader of the evil cult, why are you saving me?
Zhuge Liang did not explain, but looked at An Lao again and said with a smile: "Daoyou, we are quite predestined!"
An Lao's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't tell me, he is also yours?"
"Can't you?"
Zhuge Liang gently waved his feather fan, "In this upper world, my people are everywhere, do you believe it?"
An Lao was silent.
Do not believe?
Xuan Ji and Huang Pojun are both members of the Tianjiao!
But if you believe it, it means that the strength of the Tianjiao is more terrifying than you can imagine. Maybe there are powerful people controlled by the Tianjiao in the Original Academy.
This won’t do. Sheng Lingxiao is still in the Primitive Academy and must be found out.
"kill!"
As An Lao thought about it, his eyes focused, a terrifying aura surged from his body, and he rushed towards Zhuge Liang.
This charge was so powerful that the heaven and earth trembled. Zhuge Liang looked up at An Lao, raised his eyebrows, pressed down his feather fan, and two immortal corpses rushed out.
If nothing unexpected happens, a war will break out.
however.
Just as they were about to fight, a black light suddenly burst out from Old An's body, and a black shadow split off and flew in another direction.
It was extremely fast. In an instant, it had flown to the edge of the corpse, waving the dagger and slashing it hard.
boom!
A dagger-like energy ten thousand feet long shot out and sank into the cloud of corpses, causing a shocking explosion. Many corpses were caught in the aftermath of the destruction and turned into dust before they could react.
A gap was forcibly created in the space and time that was sealed by the corpse qi.
An Lao didn't hesitate and rushed towards the gap.
Run for your life!
He is no match for Zhuge Liang!
"kill!"
Zhuge Liang had a blank expression on his face.
boom!
As the voice fell, a terrifying aura swept out from the corpse.
The immortal of death appears out of nowhere!
Immediately afterwards, a giant withered hand stretched out from the endless corpse energy and forced An Lao to retreat violently.
And the crack that was cut was gradually healing.
Seeing this, An Lao's face changed again and again. He flipped his right hand, took out a golden token and crushed it with force. A golden divine light burst out and flew away before the crack healed.
Help!
Plus pass on information!
"Not bad!"
Not far away, Zhuge Liang saw this and was not at all flustered. Instead, he said something meaningful.
Old An frowned slightly, feeling a sense of foreboding.
Something is wrong!
Then, in the gray corpse gas, time and space suddenly exploded, and seven dead bodies of immortals walked out, exuding tremendous power, and crushed towards An Lao.
Old An’s face turned pale. Nine-headed Immortal Corpse Puppet?
If they attacked at the same time, he probably wouldn't even have time to react and would be killed directly, with no chance to pass on any information.
In other words, Zhuge Liang deliberately asked him to convey the message.
boom!
While thinking.
The nine-headed corpse of the Immortal Lord attacked at the same time. An Lao turned his right hand and slashed out several dagger-like qi, but as soon as they were struck, they were crushed by the terrifying power.
An Lao's heart sank, and he could only watch the attack fall.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The sixteen realms, which had been peaceful for several days, became turbulent again.
Countless suns, moons and stars fell.
Clusters of dark clouds gathered and piled up in the starry sky. As they rolled, heavy blood rain fell, dyeing the sky and the earth red.
"The Immortal Lord has fallen!"
Countless creatures raised their heads, gazed toward the sky, and fell into deep thought.
Top powerhouses are falling one after another. Is it true that troubled times are coming?
Jixia Academy.
Inside the Supreme Immortal Palace, a figure in a golden robe sat cross-legged. His eyes were golden and filled with many meridians. He looked towards the direction of the upper realm, penetrating endless time and space, as if he could see things that ordinary people could not see.
He looked at it for a while, then whispered, "The upper world is out of control!"
On the side, the void couldn’t stop rippling.
A figure walked out, bowed and said, "Master, the young palace master is still in the upper realm, do you want to?"
"Need not!"
The golden-robed figure said calmly, "He is in the upper realm, no one dares to touch him, even if he has to suffer some hardships, it's good, he has a smooth life, and it's good to suffer some setbacks!"
After hearing this, the figure stopped trying to persuade him.
Looking at the sixteen realms, or even the heavens and myriad worlds, who dares to kill Sheng Lingxiao?
unmanned!
Saint Lingxiao is the face of the Saint Clan!
To kill Sheng Lingxiao, one must prepare for the revenge of the Sheng family and even the sixteen realms, and bear the wrath of several invincible gods.
Even the powerful races such as the demons, monsters, and immortals have to think twice. (End of this chapter)