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A group of four left the crypt and came to the academy.

Zhuyou's strength is extremely amazing, even the dean of the academy can't reach his Cultivation Base, and he can't even notice that he is hiding in the dark.

Xiao Huo and Little Dragon Girl went directly to refine the gains in the crypt. As long as they succeed in the refinement, their strength will definitely reach Martial Venerate's Realm.

As long as they don't die, they are the most likely existences in the entire continent to become a great emperor.

Before there is absolute certainty, Zhuyou cannot expose the two of them, at least for now.

All the members of Xiaomeng took the college as the center and guarded this place.

In the ghost temple, in the main hall, the ghost king looked cold, and when he knew that the mission had failed, he couldn't calm down in his heart.

That was an order issued by the great emperor himself. If the result is known by the great emperor, he will definitely be punished extremely severely.

He can be supported to grow to the present height. His own talent is only part of it. He knows his value. Before he became a great emperor, his role was minimal.

"It's extremely stupid, and the deity needs to go out in person!" Ghost King snorted coldly.

"After I left, you started to attack several ancient tribes. I must hold them back. Don’t let them know my whereabouts. It’s okay to pay a price. I must make sure that my trip is not allowed. Lost, but understand?" Ghost King said coldly.

"I'll wait to obey!" Everyone nodded involuntarily.

"Humph!" The Ghost King snorted coldly, and quickly walked towards the place where Xiao Huo was.

The other members of the Ghost Temple also started to act.

"Ancient clan?" The Ghost King was extremely disdainful, as long as a period of time passed, it was time for him to clean up these ancient clan old guys.

Only the ghost temple is the overlord of this continent!

His figure swiftly approached where Xiao Huo and the others were, and he had already investigated the forces around Xiao Huo clearly.

As long as he goes this time, he will be caught in his hand, and there is no power to stop it.

A Martial Saint shot against the little Martial Emperor. As long as there is no interference from the other ancient clan, if he is allowed to escape, it would be a big joke!

After a short while, the ghost king came to Xiao Huo's academy.

He disdainfully snorted, "Xiao Meng? The children play house!"

As he said, his breath was not concealed at all, and suddenly a powerful pressure fell towards the city below, and all the tens of thousands of miles were enveloped by dark clouds, so that people could not be overwhelmed!

"No, protect the leader!" Everyone was shocked and immediately shouted.

"Protect the leader!"

Everyone quickly assembled towards the academy, intending to unite everyone's strength against this powerful existence.

In the eyes of the King of Ghosts, they were just a group of ants. When he stepped on his feet, a huge mountain appeared to be pressing over the entire college.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The college buildings collapsed one after another, and everyone was in a mess from top to bottom.

The ghost king looked indifferent, and the soles of his feet continued to be pressed down.

However, the dignified feeling of The next moment made his heart beat wildly, and the feeling of Death, which he had not felt for the first time in many years, suddenly lingered in his heart.

"This is impossible!"

The Ghost King gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to hesitate for a while, sent it out with a palm, and blasted directly in the direction that the sense of crisis was coming from.

"Wow!"

A high-pitched dragon chant resounded across the fields.

Zhuyou grasped the most paralyzing opportunity of the ghost king, and blasted out with a punch, and the golden dragon shadow burst from his fist, directly on the palm of the ghost king.

"boom!"

A wave of air swept across the area, but fortunately, there was also a Venerable in the academy. Several people joined forces to resist this terrifying aftermath.

"This...who is this person? So powerful!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and the ghost king suddenly came. It was a situation that no one had thought of. A Martial Saint attacking them like this not wanting face was still the most arrogant ghost king.

However, when everyone thought they were about to be on the brink of desperation, it was a turn of events, and an existence stronger than the ghost king suddenly appeared.

"Dean, is that the patriarch of which ancient clan?" The student immediately asked excitedly.

The Dean couldn't help but make it difficult, he was just Martial Venerate Realm, and he was not qualified enough to contact the peak combat power.

He also only knew that there were these ancient clans, and the strength of several of them could resist the existence of the ghost king, and they were also the few major forces in the mainland that could resist the invasion of the ghost temple.

"Presumably... yes..." the dean replied.

After all, apart from a few ancient clan chiefs, no one can beat that ghost king back.

"Old ghost, so courageous, you dare to move with this emperor!" Zhuyou sneered.

The next moment, he incarnates his body, a dragon claw is shot out, and the endless killing will be enveloped, and he will go straight to the ghost king.

The Ghost King's complexion was extremely embarrassed. The Candle Dragon Emperor was rumored to have been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one had seen him on this continent.

If it weren't for his extraordinary talents and being a member of the Dragon Clan, he must have been forgotten in the long river of history. Who would have thought that such a "dead" person would have been resurrected.

"Damn it!" The Ghost King roared.

A land of ghosts wandering around has been formed, and the harsh evil ghosts rushed and swallowed towards the golden dragon claws.

Under the collision of the two, in an instant, the ghost of that side, Realm, instantly turned into nothingness, and the figure of the ghost king disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, play space tricks with my dragon clan, and find death!" Zhuyou sneered.

A dragon's tail swept toward the rear, wherever it passed, the ghost king reappeared, facing such a powerful blow, he resisted it with all his strength.

However, he was injured first by Zhuyou, and his combat power was still faintly above him. Under one tail, the ghost king spit out two mouthfuls of blood again and again.

"Emperor Candle Dragon! Are you really going to fight against my ghost temple? You thought that your dragon clan still has survivors now!" The ghost king was furious.

The dragons are descended from the same blood, are well versed in the law of space, and are more talented than other races in terms of space attainments.

The appearance of Zhuyou is a variable, and this is becoming more and more certain, Xiao Huo is definitely not easy, he can win the protection of the Dragon King of the Dragon Race, and let him develop, for fear of disrupting the ghost temple plan.

When Zhu You heard this, a pair of eyes stood up in an instant, his eyes were cold and murderous.

Being trapped underground, he is most sorry for his family and people. Because he is greedy, he knows what kind of danger he will bring to the dragon clan.

And the ghost king is so irritating to him, he is undoubtedly looking for death!

"Die to me!" Zhuyou stepped forward and reached the front of the ghost king, and the dragon claw shot out quickly.

"You Zhuyou, my ghost temple will destroy your dragon clan!" The ghost king disappeared and fled at a very fast speed.

The two sides chased him, and Zhuyou beat him to vomit blood again, but it was extremely difficult to kill him, and Zhuyou did not report the idea of ​​beheading him directly.

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