C38

A hundred kilometers north of Central Plains City, a young man in white was flying through the air with his wings spread. Beside him was a young girl in a white dress.

Below them were thirty figures that were quickly leaping about.

The thirty figures, without exception, were all dressed in black robes and had black veils covering their faces.

"… …"

Long Xiaotian's voice rang out once more, "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, you guys watch over him. Every time someone from their academy comes running out, I'll cut off a piece of your flesh and ruin my talent."

The dean, Liu Fang, and the others broke out in a cold sweat.

Even the ten great elders felt suffocated from the pressure.

"There are only two hours left. Hurry up and take a breath of fresh air. After you go to hell, you won't be able to enjoy it." As he finished speaking, he sent out another palm strike, releasing another huge bolt of lightning. The bolt struck a mountain outside of the city, and with a single strike, half of the mountain was easily struck off.

Suddenly, more than ten people flew over from afar. These people were all mounted on flying magical beasts.

One of them arrived at the academy's south gate first. He couldn't help but be startled when he saw the old man guarding there. "Isn't this senior brother Tie?" What business do you have with me? "

The old man guarding the southern gate was Long Xiao Tian's eldest disciple, Tie Ruyun.

Tie Ruyun only chuckled as he nonchalantly said to that person, "It's fine. I just wanted to kill someone today. If there's nothing else, you can leave first."

At this moment, the man suddenly saw Long Xiao Tian flying through the air. Hurriedly leading the riders over, he knelt down towards Long Xiao Yun and said, "We pay our respects to Your Majesty."

Long Xiao Tian didn't even raise his eyes. "What has shocked the sixteen Iron Guards of your palace?"

That person was also an old man in his seventies or eighties, but he couldn't even raise his head in front of Long Xiao Yun, "Hehe, this, this, what sixteen iron guards? These are all the names of our friends.

In the eyes of your elders, we are nothing but hypocrites. "First, we saw a huge lightning bolt in the sky, and then a mountain collapsed outside the city. We thought that we had encountered an enemy attack, so we came here to investigate."

"I say, your levels are not low, and your cultivation isn't that bad either. Don't get on your knees so easily, get up." Long Xiaotian still had an arrogant look on his face.

The old man kneeling on the ground was called Nai Yun, while the sixteen iron guards were all bodyguards of the emperor, and all of them were first-rate experts.

Normally, they were characters that walked unhindered, and any one of them would be able to make the earth tremble if they called out their names.

It was a pity that even the iron vat had its fair share of gold. Not to mention Long Xiaotian, even his four disciples were all first-rate figures.

Yun Yang's forehead was covered in sweat. "May I ask what it is that I can do for you, Your Majesty? May I help you?"

Long Xiaotian stared at the students within the academy and spoke coldly, "No need, I think Third brother should be more or less by himself."

He looked at the students of the Mage Academy and understood what was going on. He thought to himself, "It seems like there won't be another academy in this world tomorrow. Children, please pray for yourself."

How could Nanyun dare to stay any longer. He called for the disturbance and led the sixteen Iron Guards to flee.

"… …"

Fifty kilometers north of Central Plains City, Ling Feng was leading his experts forward.

The auras exuded by the experts pressed down on the ground, making it impossible for anyone to even stand up.

This was clearly an incomparably massive baleful aura and a violent Magician's cultivation reaching a certain level before releasing this powerful cyclone.

In the distance, none of the magical beasts dared to let out a single cry, and they all fled farther away.

Even some of the stronger cultivators were suppressed by this intense aura until they could only avoid it. Shock appeared in their eyes. "Is a war going to erupt?"

Thirty miles, twenty miles, ten miles … Central Plains City was already far away.

"… …"

Long Xiaotian's eyes narrowed into slits. "In the last quarter of an hour, if my Lingfeng doesn't appear, your academy won't need to exist anymore."

The third brother's hands had already begun to form a magic imprint, ready to attack at any moment.

The faces of the Principal and the Elders all became deathly silent. The students had even started crawling on the ground, the killing intent that they had never encountered before was transmitted to their bodies through the air. With their weak cultivation, they were no longer able to resist, and many of them had already started vomiting.

At that moment, the second brother called out from outside the city, "Who is it?"

Long Xiao Tian didn't know Ego was coming, "Number two, what are you panicking for? I had already sensed that their target was the academy. I wanted to see just what kind of background these fellows had. "Who dares to be so arrogant under my, Long Xiao Tian's, hands!"

Sure enough, in a moment, Lingfeng led his group of experts to the entrance of the school.

At this time, there was no longer anyone in Central Plains City. Under such a strong pressure, who would recklessly dare to come and watch the show?

Long Xiao Tian was overjoyed, and shouted: "Ling Feng! Is it Ling Feng? " What level of cultivation did Long Xiaotian have? He had already felt Ling Feng's special origin ability from his body.

Ling Feng led the group forward, and looked up, "You know me?"

Long Xiaotian was overjoyed. "Haha, I know you, but you're my disciple. Oh, no, you're my disciple. Hahaha, from now on, you're my disciple."

One of the men in black beside Ling Feng looked up at Long Xiao Tian, who was already sweating cold sweat. How many experts on this continent didn't know about Long Xiao Tian? They had never seen or heard of it before. Who didn't recognize the kind of movement that only SemiGods can do?

Ling Feng was puzzled, and asked doubtfully, "I came here to do something today, as long as you are not a person from their trash academy, I will let you know."

Long Xiaotian was so happy that he didn't even have the time to be happy. "You can do whatever you want as long as you recognize me as your master. What do you think?"

Ling Feng was at a loss, "Let's talk after this."

Everyone present was shocked, "A half-god expert took the initiative to take him in as a disciple, and he seems to be extremely unwilling. How could there be such a good thing!"

Even more unexpected things happened, "Fine, fine, as long as you are willing to acknowledge me as your master, anything will be fine."

Liu Fang looked at Long Xiaotian, thinking to himself, "In any case, wouldn't Patriarch Long help us out as well?"

Dragon's Roar rang out, "Hey, boss, the four of you come back for me. We're only here to make fun of you. Do you know how your junior apprentice-brother wants to vent his anger?"

The four disciples acknowledged the order in unison. Liu Fang was so angry that he was about to die.

Ling Feng shouted, "Wang Zhuang, Li Ming, Koman, He Xin, Yu Zhikai, come out. Sister Siya, come out as well."

Not long after, Ling Feng's five roommates and Siya all came to his side.

Wang Zhuang said, "Boss, you're finally back."

Ling Feng waved his hand, turned his head and happily greeted Siya, "Senior, I'm back. I haven't seen you for a long time, I really miss you!"