Chapter 180

Saint France Empire, western region, river of death

The river of death was once just an ordinary river. Until an amazing war broke out tens of thousands of years ago, a large number of strong people above level 7 fell here, and their grievances did not disperse. Their bones turned into powerful souls, and the river turned into the water of death, which was called the river of death.

The College of the dead is one of the seven colleges. It is not so much a college as a city. This city is called the city of the dead. There are millions of dead and dead mages specializing in the study of the dead.

In front of the College of the dead is the river of death. The ice demon God must pass through the river of death if he wants to enter the holy law empire. The river of death is the most powerful and proud heritage of the college. There are more than ten strong people in the history of the river of death.

It is said that the river of death has been able to communicate the plane of the dead, which contains three undead who have reached level 10.

KAKA! The river of the dead, which contains the breath of death all year round, is frozen by the extremely cold gas, and the heavy snow flies between heaven and earth. In the blink of an eye, it turns the gloomy place into a piece of snow covered land.

I saw a cold snake looking at the College of the dead in front of me in the depths of the river. In the sky, ice spikes in the river hit the gray tall buildings in the distance like a rainstorm.

Touch! A gray barrier rises in front of the College of the dead. No matter how sharp the ice thorn rainstorm is, the destructive energy contained is so strong that it can't be broken through.

Hiss! The ice demon looked at the girl with long black hair behind the gray barrier because she couldn't get into the College of the dead.

Its combat record is estimated to be the worst among demons. So far, it has killed zero enemies!

The College of the dead is like a huge fortress, blocking their way, and the elders inside can't come out. There is only one spiritual force to forcibly mobilize the energy of the river of death to form a barrier to resist the attack, which makes it difficult for it to get close.

Ice demon God is very afraid of the river of death. While attacking, he curses the God of heaven. That guy doesn't tell himself that someone in the College of the dead can control the river of death!

Brush! Under the control of the ice demon God, hard ice spikes rose again on the frozen surface of the river of death. They shot from the river and hit the death barrier like raindrops, bringing light waves.

"This barrier has mobilized the power of the whole river of death. Can it be broken by a level 10 and level 7 demon God? Right, teacher." A thin old man outside the black fog shield of the College of the dead looked proud and smiled at the beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old with a cold breath in front of him.

"Night tomb, you have forgotten what I said again. We can't be careless. The demon God of nothingness has many strange means. The ice demon God seems to have spare power now. No one knows whether it can't break the defense or is waiting for an opportunity." Night Xi'er wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows and said.

A black badge, a black horn and a green lantern of the dead are suspended around yexi'er. They are the three artifacts of the College of the dead, and their spiritual power is brought into full play in her fourth realm.

In addition to Ye Xi'er's two disciples, other elders above the seventh level of the Institute of the dead looked at Ye Xi'er with enthusiasm, admiration and worship. Ye Ming gave himself the identity of a disciple of Chu Chen, the founder of the Institute in the Institute of beasts, but ye Xi'er directly told them that he was the founder of the Institute of the dead.

The founder of the Institute of the dead is a legend in history. It is said that he has three more than ten level dead. He has been wearing black robes. No one knows his true appearance.

Night Xi'er didn't care about the eyes of other elders. At this time, a soul that only night Xi'er looked at and could see a thin old man in a black robe emerged. Seeing this, she couldn't help sighing: "Xi'er is really thanks to you this time. If you didn't come back in time, the legend of the College of the dead would be destroyed by this guy.

Night Xi'er looked at the old man and said faintly, "I just use your reputation to protect the College of the dead. You just need to abide by the agreement and allow me to take away the dead soul lamp at that time, teacher.

Yes, the old man in black in front of yexi'er is not only the true founder of the College of the dead, but also her teacher. However, although yexi'er's teacher and disciples are in the College of the dead, her relationship with the College of the dead is not harmonious. In a sense, she is even an enemy.

Even after ye Xi'er was reborn, she joined the College of the dead and participated on behalf of the College of the dead only because of her teachers and disciples. The College of the dead had broken up when she sent many elders to kill her, so she didn't want to talk to the other elders at all.

This time, she will help the College of the dead as the founder of the College of the dead, not only because of her teacher, but also because she knows the truth that lips die and teeth die.

"You still haven't put it down for so many years. In fact, the contradiction between aristocratic family and college." There was a trace of complexity in the eyes of the old man in black robe. Of course, he with rich experience knew what yexi'er wanted to do. He could not just plan to repay his kindness by sacrificing his life to save him. From now on, she estimated that she would completely separate her relationship with the College of the dead.

"Shut up! If it weren't for your greed, how could this have happened?" Night Xi'er said faintly. No one knows why the once famous Millennium witch fell except the College of the dead. It is estimated that even she didn't believe that she would eventually die in the hands of the college she once regarded as home!

"Hehe, I'm an old man." The old man in black didn't care and smiled. In fact, ye xierken came back to save the College of the dead at the critical moment. He was very satisfied.

At least under his influence, ye Xi'er has not hated the College of the dead against her.

In front of the ice demon God, he has consumed more than half of his spiritual power. A soul body only depends on the tenth level spiritual power. Even if its cultivation level is higher, it can only exert its power at the limit of ten levels and five levels. If it were not for the assistance of artifact, he would not be able to support it long ago.

The same spiritual power, the physical body and the non physical body are quite different. Although the physical weakness of a soul body will increase. For example, if the physical body is destroyed, the soul will inevitably be seriously damaged, but it can stimulate the spiritual power to a greater extent. As long as the physical body can bear it, ye Xi'er's spiritual power is not inferior to her teacher.

Under the protection of the three artifacts and the river of death, her spiritual power can finally be released without fear. Now if she didn't worry about whether the enemy has other strong ones, she would have been able to compete with the ice demon God one-on-one.

Now the ice demon God should also be very depressed. He met an opponent who occupied the right time and place. No matter how it attacked, it could not break the barrier. According to the arrangement of the sky demon God, some forces of the demon family and the nothingness demon God joined hands to hold the guard of the temple as much as possible.

The other four demons occupied the holy law empire from four directions. When the guardian Temple reacted, it was too late, but now it was blocked by the College of the dead as soon as it came out. The situation is really bad.

At this time, a arrogant smile suddenly came from the sky. A huge figure that night Xi'er was very familiar with sat in a huge blood bone dragon. Every part of him radiated strong destructive energy. Night Xi'er looked dignified and said:

"Ancient devil!"