Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

——Master Control Center Twilight Dragon Emperor!

It’s a pity that, as early as the moment it was born, what greeted it was no longer a paradise, but a hell formed by an unseen despair.

In the futile resistance, he was controlled by the purgatory masters, and even became the control center of the ancient core... But this last persistence still protected the last sanity in the pain and torture.

In the midst of the great catastrophe, let this hatred turn into a dagger, stabbing into the hearts of the purgatory masters from behind, and avenge their compatriots!

From then on ushered in endless waiting and despair...

Day after day, year after year.

The severely damaged Twilight Dragon Emperor still guards his throne, even if he is abandoned by the world.

Guarding those clansmen who are gradually going crazy in the pain and darkness, guarding their hometown where they have nothing but despair... until the end of time.

Now, after an eternity of time, in the old world of the third era, the gate has once again opened.

Behind Nigelhold's shattered visor, the silent skeleton raised its head with difficulty.

Look to the source of the glow.

Saw that young man.

The empty eyes seemed to be illuminated by illusory hope.

"First meeting, Black Dragon King."

Su Ling bowed solemnly to pay tribute

"Thank you for your guidance and expectation to us all the time."

"According to your call and request..."

She raised her head and looked at each other's empty eye sockets.

"I'm here to kill you."

At that moment, the domain of the six-tailed fairy fox unfolded, moving forward, regardless of the erosion of countless despairs.

Almost foolishly walked into this sea of ​​curses.

Suicide.

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Chapter 550 Teacher and Students

In the violent turmoil, the sound of cracking came from the tower.

Lu Yanlan, the young master of the Devil's Cult, looked up in astonishment, and saw the heavy building like a mountain falling from the sky, triggering a chain reaction, and a violent roar burst out from a distance.

In the staggering run, he suddenly stumbled.

A cultivator of his level should never encounter such a ridiculous thing.

But now he couldn't even reach that small step and stumbled to the ground.He wanted to catch his breath, but he felt like he couldn't catch his breath.

Too much calamity, too much despair.

It made everything in his Tarot dream come true!

Such a terrifying degree of despair and curse is no longer within the scope of his ability to adapt.

The entire country of fog began to collapse amidst the turmoil, cracks and ruins were everywhere he could see, and he didn't even know where he was going to escape.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been in this muddy water with the leader, grandma, wouldn't it be good to get mixed up in the Jixia student team and grow up?You can also use the online shop registered under the name Shaao to harvest a wave of negative energy.

He now regrets so much that he wants to hang himself.

If it wasn't for the sake of making this big trouble, he wouldn't have lost contact with the big army. Don't you know how much impact it will be if you take off your mask in public?

He could almost imagine the Xianri headlines published by Xianmeng tomorrow.

"Shocked! There is a Demon Cult leader among the official teachers in Jixia!! Is this the degeneration of human nature, or the loss of the world of cultivating immortals?!"

It's outrageous!

Because of the abnormality of the Tianmeng and the turmoil of the previous capture of the Nightmare Church, there is an unprecedented situation in which the Enlightenment Tianmeng and the third century dream overlap. With the openness of the Tianmeng, many dark forces have focused their attention on Mengdu. , but how difficult is it to enter Dream City?

Not only top-notch technology is required, but also a reserve of sacred objects that can resist the erosion of hell, and Jixia and San Huosi are obviously satisfied with this, and they successfully survived to the end as Chang'an expected.

Follow the team to the Jixia Authorized Research Institute - Tiangong Mansion, and step on the second son of ten thousand years, St. Hoss, isn't it good?The treasures in Dream City in the ancient century have plenty of opportunities when the two schools are fighting each other.

If it wasn't for him, how could he escape in embarrassment in this dream city?

"Damn it, is there anyone to save me!"

He wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to find someone through the sudden storm. Everyone was fine. Even if they died together, it would be better than going on the road alone...

Just when he was in complete despair, he saw a stray ray of light emerging from the countless dark deposits of despair, illuminating its outlines.

A temporary shelter?

——That shape is the standard survival mechanism of the International Peace Organization!

Lu Yanlan was about to cry out in surprise, she got up scrambling, ran with the last of her strength, plunged into the light of the sanctuary, and knocked on the door with all her might.

"Open the door! Open the door! Help!!!"

The door opened slightly, and closed quickly after he could not wait to get in.

Lu Yanlan was so moved that she was about to cry, and before she could get up on the ground, she began to shout: "Thank you brother, thank you sister, thank you uncle, thank you aunt, thank you..."

Don't wait for him to thank him.

He froze in place.

Under a dim light, a temporary operating table was illuminated, as well as a white-bearded middle-aged man on the operating table, and a woman who performed his surgery beside him.

And at the door, the young man with an indifferent expression.

During the long period of sluggishness, the young master of the Demon Cult, who was a college student in Jixia, swallowed stiffly.

He knew them... or rather, every Jixia student who came to Mengdu for a study tour was forced to take make-up lessons and knew them.

Pange (Pantalon), Shakespeare, and Ibsen!

It's the Big Three of San Jose!

I actually got into the old den of the enemy!

But right away, he realized that he was not wearing a school uniform, that is to say, as long as he didn't let them know...

Before his fluke rose from his heart, he was torn to shreds by the old voice on the operating table.

"I remember...he seems to be a student of that bastard Sha Wuji?"

The chief surgeon, Shakespeare, looked back, leaned closer, squeezed his chin, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "Yes, that's right, I have seen the arrest warrant for Nightmare Cultists issued internationally before, and it looks exactly like this one."

As if struck by lightning, Lu Yanlan was about to cry out of anger.

He didn't know whether he should tell whether he was a student of Sha Wuji or not, or discuss it with them. If he believed in the Immortal of Lingyun, it wasn't some nightmare church!

"Good luck."

On the operating table, the unrecognizable Pang lowered his head and looked at his appearance. A sinister smile appeared on his bruised and swollen face: "We just became like this thanks to your teacher and another Huaxia fairy fox." , I didn’t expect his students to come to the door by themselves now.”

"Guess... how much regret he would have if he knew his student fell into our hands?"

Lu Yanlan sat stiffly on the ground, only feeling hopeless.But often, when you are so desperate that you feel that you have fallen to the bottom, there will be deeper despair to remind you: dream!

Inside the sanctuary, another voice suddenly sounded

"Ms. Elizabeth..."

That was the voice of the top five cash cows in the Demon Cult's kidnapping list, the daughter of the Governor of Jiangnan, the rising star of the Shadow Guard, the 'King of Leaks'—the eldest lady of the Ling family.

"Can I have another mousse cake...?"

In the silence, the girl came out of the inner room with a cake tray, some cream still stuck to her mouth, and stared blankly at the situation in front of her

"Uh, did I bother you?"

In the silent sanctuary, Ibsen and Elizabeth looked at each other.

I don't know who sighed faintly.

"Good luck..."

……

Ten minutes later, Elizabeth placed the plate of mousse cake in front of Ling Yu, and handed her a blanket by the way.

"You are lucky to be able to come here. It is at least ten kilometers away from your nearest shelter..."

The mature woman even rummaged through the cabinets in the shelter, found a jar of nuts, and shook Lu Yanlan: "Do you want some?"

Lu Yanlan sat on the chair, shaking her head like a drum.

"Relax, that old bastard Pang just likes to scare people."

Elizabeth shook her head and sighed, comforting: "No matter what, we are all teachers, even though you are not a student of St. Hoth, we will not be reduced to the level of making a fuss about you... eat something after drinking , It’s okay to sleep for a while, I’ll wait for your teacher to pick you up later.”

She paused, looked up at the tower outside the window, and the sea of ​​despair gushing out from the tower, and couldn't help shrugging: "If he could still be alive..."

After the emergency operation, the lady threw away her gloves and came over curiously to study him carefully.

It's like going to the zoo to see monkeys.

How rare is it.

"Are you really that devil's student?" She couldn't believe it, "It's not like that."

Lu Yanlan couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Where in the world can you find someone who is such a prodigal person... If others want to imitate him, they would have died a long time ago."

Elizabeth's expression suddenly became strange, she smiled lightly, and did not speak.

But Pange on the operating table raised his eyes.

"Lang? Maybe, you're right about that, that bastard always feels like it deserves death... but it shouldn't be just that."

He glanced at Ling Yu who was eating cake next to him, and then at Lu Yanlan, becoming more and more dissatisfied: "Although I don't know what he taught you, but you haven't learned his best. Boy, There is still a fundamental difference between you and him... is he not a good teacher, or are you not a good student?"

Lu Yanlan's expression froze slightly, anger only flashed across his face for a moment, then he closed his opened mouth again, he just waved his hand nonchalantly

"Old man, you should take a good rest after the injection. Do you think this kind of alienation scheme is useful to the Demon Cult?"

"Magic?"

Pang frowned, suddenly suddenly: "Who is the immortal Osa?"

"You say Shaao, you can be considered a senior brother."

"That makes sense, no wonder it doesn't look like a good student. But I'm still curious..." The old man frowned and looked over: "Why did you ask him to be a teacher?"

Lu Yanlan rolled her eyes, and retorted unhappily: "I'm willing, can you control me!"

"Take it as an occupational disease of the dean. Since it has become an established fact, it doesn't really matter what the reason is."

Pang pondered for a moment, nodded slowly, and suddenly said: "Then, just ask me as if I were nosy."

After layers of bandages, the old man raised his head, looked in the direction of the young man, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Lu, in your opinion, do extraordinary people need a teacher?"

Lu Yanlan looked at him blankly, and froze in place.

I don't know what he means.

It was only then that I realized... I never seemed to think about this.

"You've come to your senses now, right?" Pang seemed to laugh: "For extraordinary people, do you really need something like a 'teacher'?"

……

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Chapter 550: There Is Light

"Transcendents are not born of knowledge, and they don't need knowledge, let alone how many of them are illiterate... If you want to continue to grow, the only thing you need is an advanced formula.

But there are so many extraordinary roads in the world, and countless derivative systems. Now just the announced ones, there are not many complete road formulas that can be purchased on the market.

As long as you have money, is it difficult to buy it? "