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In the cold air, Zhang Long shook the red light in his hand, and the condensed red light flipped in Zhang Long's hands as if it were real. The blood-colored light spread into a faint circular area, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were approaching this place When it is in the bloody area, it will automatically disperse in all directions.

In the sky, the moonlight was still bleak, snowflakes were fluttering, and there was no sound at all.

In the enveloping light, Zhang Long, dressed in black, stands in the dim world, the world is holy, and his straight black figure, like a lonely demon, is waiting for a transformation of hundreds of millions of years.

The second form, Lihentian.

Zhang Long closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness focused in the sea of ​​consciousness, and all the information of the second style of Blood Moon Seven Slashes was clearly presented. The first thing that came into his mind was the exquisite and vast move, and that sentence formula.

Ruthlessness is not as painful as emotional pain, and an inch is worth tens of thousands of strands.

When the end of the world is endless, there is only Acacia endlessly.

A ray of poignant lovesickness lingered in his heart, and finally formed the outline of Lin Yanran in Zhang Long's mind.

"Roar……"

The extreme depression caused him to look up to the sky and howl. When he opened his eyes, the sky was filled with blood. In his clear eyes, the reflection of the crescent moon became clearer and clearer. It was just the shape of blood.

The roar resembling that of a wild lion shook the heavens and earth, large flakes of snowflakes rose from under his feet, and the snowflakes filling the sky rolled up crazily.

A huge blood-colored skull in the shape of an open-mouthed roar suddenly appeared behind Zhang Long, and then slowly dissipated.

In the dense world, a mad and terrifying breath was suddenly born.

"Zheng!" In Zhang Long's hand, the blood-red long sword suddenly exploded, forming a giant sword more than two meters long. In the next second, his figure rose straight into the sky.

"Bang!" At the speed of a cannonball, the ground cracked, snowflakes flew, sand and stones splashed, Zhang Long's figure was like a cannonball, but in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared tens of meters in the air.

With his acquired cultivation, he was able to suspend in the air for a short time.

The black clothes were shaking and hunting, but the world was still quiet and indifferent.

But in his mind, the sad look on Lin Yanran's exquisite face became more and more clear.

Once upon a time, I thought that I could be lawless and not need to worry about any other fetters, but now, my beloved woman is in another unknown place, full of melancholy.

How can a man let his beloved woman suffer with him?

I hate God!
"Drink..." Xingmu stared, the blood moon in Zhang Long's eyes burst into a thick bloody brilliance, he glared at the ground, and after a roar full of resentment, the bloody blade in his hand slashed straight down.

"Om..." A blood-colored giant sword flashed in the void. It was so huge that it reached the sky, and its red light exploded, illuminating half of the playground.

Under the moonlight, the wind was raging, Zhang Long was hunting in black, with bloody meniscus eyes, like a raging madman!

"Crack!"

The giant sword fell to the ground, and a deep gully emerged on the snow. On both sides of the gully, white snowflakes and waves more than two meters high, hard sand and stones flew, pierced the snow curtain, and flew to the distant among.

Amidst the sound of swishing, the splashing sand, stones and snow fell completely after a few seconds, and a deep sword mark appeared on the ground.

The wind died down, and the snowflakes continued to fall, slowly healing the wounds of the earth.

But in Zhang Long's heart, the haze is still lingering.

"Yan Ran, wait for me." He looked up at the sky, his star eyes regained his clarity, looked at the moon in the clouds, and murmured.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, the bloody glow in his hands automatically subsided, and the aura of his whole body also dissipated, the world returned to silence, snowflakes fell on the back of him walking alone, and the line of footprints left on the snow ground , but it is deep and powerful.

The skill card of Blood Moon Seven Slashes has just been released, and the energy contained in it can only last for two moves.Although the blood moon seven cuts are powerful, even surpassing the Sunflower Book, it consumes a lot of energy. Zhang Long put all the accumulated energy stones into this skill card, but he only raised it to level five.

After leaving the playground, Zhang Long did not go back to the dormitory, but came to the laboratory of the Department of Molecular Engineering.

Sure enough, Monk Wang Chao had already arrived. Wang Chao was busy on a test bench. He was wearing a white coat, a white mask, and white gloves on his hands. His eyes behind the glasses Extremely serious, he was staring at a pile of test tubes in front of him. In each test tube, there was a section of liquid, liquids of different colors, which looked very bright.

He is developing the Explosive Yuan Pill.

Shang Gu was standing at the door, staring coldly at the corridor outside the door, seeing Zhang Long coming, he smiled slightly and called out "Brother Long".

Zhang Long nodded and didn't bother Wang Chao after he came in. He just stood aside and watched for a while, and then planned to leave. However, Wang Chao found Zhang Long, blinked back and said, "Brother Long, go back, I can do it myself." Anyway, you can sleep during the day. By the way, I have delivered Zhao Hu's injection, and that henpecked guy asked for an extra one for Tie Ruanxiang, but don't worry, Bingya girl still has that one."

"Hmm." Zhang Long frowned slightly, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, because of Zhao Hu's face, one injection was given as long as it was given. How come Tie Ruanxiang and Zhao Hu came to guard at night a few days ago, It is also a blessing.

"You should also pay attention to your body. You will carry all the medicinal materials here, and you can get whatever you need." Looking back at the box of medicinal materials, Zhang Long patted Wang Chao on the shoulder and said.

"Haha, don't worry, Brother Long. Although I don't have a cultivation base, I have been dealing with these rare medicinal materials all day, and my health is very good." Wang Chao laughed heartily.

Zhang Long nodded again, and didn't worry too much. Although Wang Chao's body is not as strong as theirs, but with these rare medicinal materials all day long, his body will naturally be nurtured. This is not an ordinary medicinal material. It is of great benefit to the body, not to mention, there is still a warm spirit blood medicine left on Shanggu's body, if you are tired, take one, it will definitely be a great tonic.

"Then I'll go first." After saying another word, Zhang Long turned around and left. When Shang Gu passed by, he told him to watch here. If anyone came to disturb him, he would report his name. Shang Gu nodded, Only then did Zhang Long leave.

Still not returning to the dormitory, Zhang Long came to the playground again, sat cross-legged on the white ground, and began to practice.

The aura formed by the milky white energy seeped out in the void, and the dense light became much brighter. With Zhang Long's breathing, the dense milky white aura poured into his body in large quantities. After entering the body, some of them directly In the sea of ​​consciousness solidified into azure energy stone, the other part runs under the meridian path of the One Qi Return to Dust Art until it is refined into a pure fiery red color, and then part of it flows into the sea of ​​consciousness and is absorbed by the darkness, while the other part is It spread to every part of the body and sank into the flesh and blood.

Time passed, and by the time Zhang Long opened his eyes, it was already the next morning, the snow had stopped, and a thick layer of white snow had deposited on the ground, and the sword marks left by the blood moon seven cuts last night were all covered by heavy snow , no trace can be seen.

Zhang Long got up, shook the snowflakes off his body, and walked towards Luo Shuang's classroom.

The class is about to begin, and while walking on the road, Zhang Long couldn't help but think of Le Ying, the world is so impermanent, and his teacher is...

When passing Leying's former classroom, Zhang Long saw Xiang Chaoyang's figure, and stood there in the snow, quietly looking at the locked classroom.

Zhang Long didn't bother him, and went to Luo Shuang's classroom alone.

Regarding Le Ying's sudden departure from the school, Kewu University concluded that he left suddenly. As for the specific reason, the school's senior management is not very clear.

Presumably, even the high-level executives of Kewu University don't know Le Ying's true identity.

Shaking his head, Zhang Long stopped thinking about it. Anyway, as long as Le Ying is still in Tianmozong, he will meet him one day. As the enemy of the Zhang family, Zhang Long must find him for the organization of Tianmozong .

Push the door and enter the familiar classroom. The classroom is surprisingly quiet. Everyone is staring in the direction of Nuo Wan'er in amazement. The girl with a baby face is sitting cross-legged on the desk, holding a unique Yin Jue, with his eyes slightly closed, was obviously practicing.

"Damn it," Zhang Long blinked, "Still practicing? Nuo Wan'er, why are you pretending to be cowardly? You don't usually burn incense, so you're cramming."

"Hush..." As soon as Zhang Long finished speaking, a classmate hurriedly raised his hand to make a gesture of silence, and reminded Zhang Long with horror in his eyes: "Brother Long, keep your voice down, Nuo Wan'er is very abnormal today, maybe there is something wrong with my aunt !"

"Keep your voice down! You're going to die!" At this moment, Nuo Wan'er's eyes suddenly widened, and a silver light flashed in her big black eyes, as sharp as a sting in the clouds, with murderous aura rushing, the next second , she suddenly raised her hand, and the two metal pens on the table flew straight towards the classmate.

"Damn it!" The sharp wind came, and the student yelled instinctively, flipping his body and jumping over the table. Hearing two ding dings, the two pens were directly inserted into the student's desk. On the top, the same silver-white metal tabletop, the pen was nailed into it by more than an inch!