Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

Under their feet, there are winding lines.

Luo Qingtong's figure shuttled among the crowd, and a huge inscription pattern covering almost everyone in it slowly took shape.

"Buzz!"

As that inscription pattern became more and more perfect, the aura of heaven and earth in the air seemed to be vaguely boiling and jumping up.

Sensing this movement, Feng Yuan, who was entangled with Yu Sihuang, suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction of Luo Qingtong, her eyes froze instantly.

"Damn it!"

That evil doctor Ghost Tong really has another moth!

Looking at the huge inscription pattern on the ground, Feng Yuan gritted her teeth fiercely in her heart, and couldn't care about anything else.

"burst!"

With her stern shout.

In an instant, Yu Sihuang felt that the aura of the main vine facing him in front of him was not right.

The next second, a violent explosion sounded.

It was Feng Yuan who detonated part of the main vine's body.

The tyrannical and terrifying power that escaped from it caught Yu Sihuang who was caught off guard.

"Boom boom boom!"

Yu Sihuang's figure was blown away.

At the same time, Feng Yuan also controlled the huge main vine, and flew towards the side where Luo Qingtong and the others were.

"Evil doctor Ghost Tong, I want you to die!"

At this time, Luo Qingtong was still a few lines away from completing the huge inscription pattern.

Seeing Feng Yuan's figure approaching, Luo Qingtong frowned slightly.

Just then, there was a bang.

An attack suddenly flew out from behind, and hit the vine at once, shaking its figure, and stopped in mid-air for a moment.

"Ahem... three hundred breaths, is it enough?"

Behind the vines, Yu Sihuang's figure barely supported himself and stood there.

The explosion just now had seriously injured him.

At this moment, he covered his mouth with one hand, and blood dripped down from between his fingers.

That evil and charming face was pale for a while, and the big red robe on his body was more and more obvious, which was as red as blood!

"enough!"

Looking at Yu Sihuang's appearance at this moment, Luo Qingtong's expression became extremely serious.

She drew the last line, then raised her hand to summon the Liangyi Sword of Life and Death in her hand, and thrust it down fiercely.

"Spirit Summoning Formation—Start!"

Following Luo Qingtong's shout, in an instant, the entire giant inscription pattern lit up.

Then Luo Qingtong's voice was cold.

"Pour strength!"

As her voice sounded, in an instant, those people who were arranged by her to stand on the nodes of those inscription patterns started to move in a hurry.

They poured the power that they and others had already mobilized into the line that they and others were standing on.

With the infusion of these forces, in an instant, the entire huge inscription pattern flew into a whirl.

That speed, faster and faster, faster and faster!

"Boom boom boom!"

Following the whirling of the inscription patterns, in an instant, the entire Holy King's Tomb trembled.

The trembling became more and more intense, more and more intense.

Then with a bang, an extremely large and powerful consciousness suddenly appeared on this huge inscription pattern at this moment.

Spirit of the Holy King's Tomb!

Watching the appearance of the huge holy king's tomb.

Everyone's eyes widened in an instant.

"boom!"