Chapter 1247 Comparison of Two Phases

"boom!"

The ancient hall of Shengyuan was shattered.

Amidst the smoke and dust, two luminous figures stepped out of the hall and collided in the night sky.

The endless divine splendor unleashes the sky, covering the stars and the moon.

I saw a series of ancient and vast lines spreading out, full of unspeakable divinity.

The terrifying opportunity is like a star sea falling, and the ocean is against the waves.

At this time, Wu Le's face was extremely anxious, and the moment his palm was printed, spiritual seals and talismans appeared in the sky and the earth, each showing his majesty.

However, no matter how he launched his offensive, Lu Ming didn't fight him hard at all, but just dodged the collision calmly, trapping his figure in front of the Shengyuan Hall.

"what is that?"

"It seems that someone is fighting!"

"Who dares to be so presumptuous in Daotian Academy!!"

Daoshan, which was originally quiet, suddenly burst into commotion.

One after another figures walked out of the hall, their eyes tremblingly looking at the void.

I saw there, the Dao pattern was rushing, and the rays of light were shining.

The unparalleled murderous intent is condensed vertically and horizontally, and the general trend of collapsing heaven is falling layer by layer.

And in the glow of the divine glow, two figures intertwined and wrestled, shattering the night for thousands of miles.

"It's... Mr. Wu! Who is he fighting against?"

"It seems to be... Junior Brother Lu of the Confucian Academy!!"

"How did these two fight!"

"I don't know, but it looks like it's murderous."

Countless streamers bloomed in the sky, plundering from far away.

And this place was originally the Hanlin Academy, where many Qingcang evildoers rested.

Therefore, in just a few breaths of time, countless figures had gathered in front of the Shengyuan Hall.

Even some school elders came from Tianluo with puzzled expressions and looked at the two contemporary arrogances above their heads.

At this moment, a soul light suddenly bloomed in Wu Le's eyes, turned into a seal, and fell towards Lu Ming.

Even the elders of the countless schools below were secretly shocked by the power contained in it.

"Huh? I didn't expect you to hold back."

Lu Ming sneered, since almost everyone has arrived, this farce should be over.

As long as he defeats Wu Le, he can expose his conspiracy with Ling Xiao in front of everyone.

At that time, the young master of the Ling clan, the light of righteousness, will completely reveal his true nature.

Soul power offensive?

The corners of Lu Ming's mouth raised slightly, and the colorful rays of light in his eyes flashed away.

I saw suddenly a seven-colored ancient dagger appeared under the soul seal that covered the sky.

In the next moment, the soul seal was overwhelmed, and with the momentum of suppressing the eternal, it came all over the sky.

"It's such a terrifying soul power. I didn't expect Wu Le's real method to be soul power!"

Seeing this scene, countless Tianjiao disciples changed countenance, watching in horror as the soul seal enveloped and annihilated Lu Ming.

only! !

Just when everyone thought that this battle had come to an end, they saw that the hundred-foot soul seal suddenly stopped strangely.

Then! !

I saw that in the center of the soul seal, there seemed to be a ray of glow shining, opening up the sky and the earth, and actually split the seal from it.

And Lu Ming's figure swept out of the infinite soul light almost instantly, and rushed towards Wu Le angrily.

"Buzz."

All around him, there is righteousness and grandeur, and the Dharma is heavenly.

Before the shock on Wu Le's face dissipated, he vomited blood and flew out under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone.

"snort!"

The brilliance in Lu Ming's eyes flickered, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his palm, turned it into a palm, and shook it towards Wu Le out of thin air.

It's just that at this time, he didn't exert all his strength, just to capture him, so although the spiritual palm was very powerful, it didn't contain any murderous intent.

But... a shocking scene appeared! !

The moment the spiritual palm held Wu Le, blood spurted out from the latter's seven orifices at the same time.

And his head... shattered open in an instant, his body and spirit lost! !

"hiss…"

Suddenly, there was a sound of gasping for air from the entire Daoshan Mountain.

At this time, everyone was staring blankly at the corpse that fell from the sky and Lu Ming, who was also standing in the void, didn't know what to say for a moment.

Competing among peers is indeed a matter of life and death.

But, Junior Brother Lu, are you... drifting away?

This Wu Le is indeed a casual cultivator with no clan or family, but he is also a great man who has been famous for a long time.

Now that he came to the school, he went through three trials, and tried to prove the strength of the human race when the six heroes of the monster race came.

Although in the end, he was suppressed by Feng Yan's palm, but how many people in the academy can compare with that bravery and passion?

No matter how you look at it, this Wu Le is the light of the righteous way, with a pure and good nature.

It's you, Junior Brother Lu, you're so awesome, you've already done it with a hammer?

Facing the monster race, you are obedient, but you are fighting hard against the human race?

For a while, the mountain wind suppressed, and the whole Daoshan suddenly fell into dead silence.

But at this time, Ling Xiao and Li Zhichu were walking side by side on the mountain road in the distance, the moon and stars were sparse, and they were relaxed and reckless.

At this time, there were smiles on the faces of the two of them, talking and laughing softly from time to time, discussing Confucianism and Taoism.

"Senior Sister Li, thank you for your hospitality today, and you must drink a few more glasses of the spirit wine later."

Ling Xiao's eyes were indifferent, but his tone was gentle.

Just now "Wu Le" transmitted the voice, he never avoided

Taboo Li Zhichu.

The key to this chess game is the contrast between Ling Xiao's uprightness and Lu Ming's sinister and suspicious.

As the "participant", Li Zhichu knew everything about Ling Xiao's actions.

In this way, you said that I plotted against her, is it true?

Moreover, just now Ling Xiao has used Wu Le to test Lu Ming's method, a soul dagger that can break through thousands of Taos.

There are several different spiritual power fluctuations on his body, one of which Ling Xiao is very familiar with.

The breath of ghosts.

In other words, the exercises that Lu Ming practiced probably involved the four major inheritances of ghosts, Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism.

I said he is a dark son of the ghost clan, you all believe it, right?

In this way, isn't it very clear why he, a young school student, tried every means to plot against Ling Xiao?

Love and hatred are secondary, and the mission of race is the key.

I, Ling Xiao, the light of the righteous way, everyone wants to kill the evil spirits!

"good."

Li Zhichu nodded and smiled lightly, but the moment her words fell, she saw a sudden burst of spiritual light in the distance.

The two figures intertwined in one place, fighting for life and death, and the divine power filled the sky, shocking people's hearts.

But very quickly, one of the figures had his head blown off and fell from the sky.

The whole process, seemingly slow, is actually just a moment.

By the time Li Zhichu came to his senses, his face had already turned completely pale.

At this moment, she could see that the one who was killed seemed to be Xiao Wu Xianggong who had just sent a letter to the young master.

And the one who killed him was none other than the one who had always been prejudiced against the young master... Lu Ming! ! !

"not good."

On the mountain road, Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, and suddenly there was a sword intent all over his body, like a celestial radiance piercing through the sea.

And his figure stepped out one step at a time, and the Dao rhyme flowed under his feet, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way, directly grazing towards the Shengyuan Hall where Lu Ming was.

"Grand... son..."

Li Zhichu's lips trembled slightly, and the words that had come to his lips were swallowed hard again.

Junior brother Lu Ming, you... stupid! !