The ancient stone ladder that leads straight to the sky, like the road of Tianfu, stands at the foot of the mountain and extends to the deepest part of the sky.

The ten thousand people of Phoenix Temple are climbing up in a bustling way. They are all holding long swords. Their voices are loud and full of murderous spirit, reverberating between the heaven and the earth.

In the outer courtyard, the two elders, Mo Yan and Mo Xiao, led the tutors of the thirteen academies. They led the disciples of the outer courtyard to face each other as if they were dead. They defended the spirit of the Academy like a rock.

With the shadow Huang Ling can appear in the sky, two groups of people took advantage of the fight.

……

About half an hour later, Bai Chen takes Lin Mengyao and Tang Qin to the sky of the college. He looks at the countless figures in the mountains, and his eyes are murderous.

"Is it true that Mr. Xuan has already..." Bai Chen looks directly at the figures fighting hard. All the people in the college are wearing white mourning clothes. Except for the blood color of tearing and dyeing red, there is only white filled with desolation and desolation

Most of the college students are talented people from all over the world. They are too young to resist the Phoenix Temple.

In particular, as soon as elder Mo Xiao meets his face, he is directly torn into blood mist by Ling can. The rest of elder Mo Yan is not his opponent at all, which makes the war situation obvious.

In this desperate situation, those college students know that they can't be defeated, but they are still struggling to resist. The students who rush forward fall into a pool of blood, and the people who follow will be more angry and will draw their swords to the enemy without hesitation.

"The first team, detour backward, don't fight with them, the second team, the third team, the fourth team, flank from the side, keep a good distance from the enemy!"

In an open place, Chen Luoxue, who was seriously injured, was still seriously giving instructions to the disciples of Luoxue academy to cooperate with each other.

Today's Luoxue academy, because of Bai Chen's prestige, has already surpassed the reputation of Yulong Academy. Chen Luoxue is able to train Bai Chen to kill God, and has become the first teacher in the outer Academy!

Bai Chen is not a traitor, he is the legend of Shengtian college!

This can be seen from the eyes of those fighting disciples. They are fearless in the face of death. They are proud of being a disciple of luoxueyuan!

In the courtyard of luoxueyuan, there is still an off-line standing statue. The statue is very young, wearing a black robe, and the genial smile sets off the beautiful face.

When the blood River dyed the red mountain top.

There was a sudden explosion in the sky!

"Ling can, take your life!"

A burst of drink came down from the sky, and everyone's heart trembled. Hearing the familiar voice, Ling can retreated from the stranger and looked up at the black figure that turned into a black line. His eyes suddenly became hot.

"Ha ha, Bai Chen, you are back at last!"

Ling can gave a ferocious laugh and stood upright in the same place. His strong body propped up the red robe in a full arc and looked as strong as a bison.

"Splitting heaven palm -"

"Fengxuan palm -"

they raised their palms one after another. With the momentum of destroying heaven and earth, they were shocked by everyone's eyes, and they were together in an instant.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the terrible ripple of water like energy spreads out thousands of miles away.

Bai Chen stepped on the ground and even stepped back for dozens of steps. Then he managed to stand firm. On the other hand, Ling can flew backwards all the way and directly bumped into the wall.

"This...!"

The elder of Mo Yan is shocked. He looks at Bai Chen's eyes, full of horror.

"Is he Bai Chen?"

"God, it's the legend of our college. It's so handsome!"

For a moment, many freshmen, who have just entered the college, look at Bai Chen with admiration. Some female students, in particular, scream incessantly. Their eyes are full of twinkling stars.

If they didn't see it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe that a young boy like Bai Chen could shake the top ten of the dynasty!

This is just a fable, amazing!

The statue that made them awe each other in their daily life is really back now!

After Bai Chen, there are two figures, Lin Mengyao and Tang Qin, who are also idols in the hearts of college students. Their beauty is more amazing than the rumors.

Bai Chen's eyes first sweep everyone, and finds that teacher Chen Luoxue is still alive. He breathes a sigh of relief. With a turn of his eyes, he sees elder Mo Xiao who has been cut in two.

"Elder Mo Xiao..."

The white Chen three people are dejected, the mountain top suddenly trembles, that distant collapse tile wall suddenly blew up all over the sky dust.

"Ha ha ha, it's interesting. Kill Baichen, I'll see how many rounds you can walk in my hands!"

Ling can is burning like a flame. The fluctuation of the pressure of the sea of stars makes all the students pale. They are terrified one after another and put all their hopes on Bai Chen.In their eyes, the only one who can deal with this monster is Bai Chen!

But.

Boom!

It is also a sea of stars spirit pressure to break through the sky, the haze of thousands of miles of clouds, out of a huge gap, the scene is very shocking.

Looking at the immortal woman like the one in the picture, Chen Luoxue half opened her red lips and couldn't return to God for a long time: "Mengyao, you are growing faster than Bai Chen..."

"Brother Bai, go to the inner courtyard and give it to me!" Lin Mengyao points his sword, and his eyes turn red.

At this moment, the strange scarlet light, like viscous liquid, appeared all over her body, reflecting her green clothes into blood red.

"You are Little girl at home? What the hell is Qingyang doing? He didn't get rid of the roots

Hearing Ling can't scold, Lin Mengyao pursed his red lips slightly, and his red eyes appeared a touch of Red: "sorry, your so-called Binghuang Qingyang has already died under my sword."

"This...!"

This remark shocked the audience.

Lin Mengyao killed Binghuang. What's wrong?

"Elder Moyan, is that purple glaze coming?" Bai Chen suddenly turns to Mo Yan.

Smell speech, Mo speech nodded, eyes full of deep fear: "that monster has flown to the inner courtyard..."

"Is that so? What about Xiaoya?" Bai Chen said again.

Mention this name, Mo Yan's gloomy old face, this just appeared a light doting smile: "she asked for leave three days ago to return to the wild country to visit old Tang."

"Good." The little girl escaped the disaster, and Bai Chen also showed a happy smile: "tangqin, you stay to help Mengyao deal with yinghuang, the stronger the guy is, you must be careful."

"Well, be careful..." The two girls spoke in unison.

If Ying Huang is very strong, then the purple glaze that Bai Chen is going to face is the real monster!

Back to the two girls thumbed up, Bai Chen light smile, palm clenched the wind sword, at the foot of a little, then in the eyes of countless worship, a light flew to the depth of the college.