I fly with a sword in the magic academy

"Nangong Ce, you will definitely die today!"

The five living dead all had a deep hatred for Nangong Ce. Seeing him appear in front of them, all of them showed their murderous intentions.

"You bastard, how dare you call my ancestor by his name?!" Nangong Huang shouted angrily, raised his hand and sacrificed the Sky-Swallowing Plate, setting it high in the sky to protect the entire City Lord's Mansion.

After receiving the nourishment from Kunpeng's elixir, Nangong City Lord's whole body was filled with divine radiance at this moment, and mysterious and unpredictable laws of order were intertwined.

At this time, the stars all over the sky converged into surging rivers, white and dazzling, pouring towards the Lord of Nangong City.

"Saint thief?!" A living dead person was shocked.

The saint thief steals the vitality of heaven and earth to enrich himself!

This is a holy healing technique that can bring one's body functions to optimal condition in a short period of time.

"Stop him now!"

Another living dead shouted, feeling the seriousness of the situation.

"boom!"

Needless to say, the three big figures in Yuankong have already taken action directly, urging the Ji Dao Saint Soldiers to shake the sky-swallowing vessel, and at the same time sealing the world with the power of the Ji Dao, trying to forcibly cut off the Saint Thief's performance, but this world The vitality of time is still pouring into the main body of Nangong City continuously, and it cannot be stopped at all!

"No, the Shanghuang Divine Weeping Sage Throne is about to be freed from suppression!" A big shot exclaimed. He had been suppressing the Shanghuang Divine Weeping Sage Throne of the Nangong family with another Ji Dao holy weapon. However, due to the addition of the Sky-Swallowing Pan, At this moment, I can no longer suppress it.

"No, it's Nangong Ce who is urging the Shanghuang God Weeping Sage Throne!" Someone was the first to discover the clue.

"What, with his current physical condition, how can he control the Shanghuang God's Throne?!"

Everyone was shocked. Nangong Ce had just woken up, and he was already able to control the Throne of Sage and fight against the Jidao Saint Soldiers. This was not a good sign.

The three big men worked together to activate the two Ji Dao Saint Weapons. The sky-swallowing vessel trembled and was almost knocked out.

The Sky-Swallowing Dish is a very special Jidao Saint Weapon with terrifying power, but after all, it lacks the seal and is an incomplete Jidao Sacred Weapon. Even though it has entered the process of recovery, facing two complete pieces The Jidao Saint Soldier was still somewhat difficult to resist, and was gradually suppressed, ending his recovery.

"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Come here and help me!" Nangong Huang cursed at the powerful men around him. He urged the sky-swallowing dish to enter the recovery process by himself. It was already very reluctant. Now, He has become the main target again and is under great pressure.

Hearing this, all the powerful men from the surrounding Nangong family and the people from Bei Yusi reacted and took action, continuously inputting their own mana into Nangong Huang's body, and working together to help him activate the sky-swallowing dish.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the void trembled, and the Shanghuang God's Throne of the Weeping Sage also burst into light. One after another, red beams of light penetrated the sky, and the sound of the dragon's roar echoed through the three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, and it was almost free of oppression.

The three big figures have all changed their colors. If the Shanghuang God Weeping Sage Throne is allowed to break through its confinement, under the urging of Nangong City Lord, the current situation may be reversed.

Looking at the other side, City Lord Nangong had already walked out of the underground palace, standing high in the sky, his robes were smocked, his messy white hair was dancing in the wind, and he held the sky-swallowing dish with all five fingers.

At this moment, he was handsome, handsome, and heroic. He looked like he was only twenty-three or four years old. It was as if he had traveled through time and space and returned to the peak period when he was roaming the wilderness and overpowering all his opponents. He was no longer the same person. That half-dead, aging body.

"Nangong Ce, you actually..."

Those few living dead were suppressed speechless by the aura naturally exuded by Nangong City Lord.

They were born in the same era as Nangong City Lord, and they will never forget that invincible spirit that looks out over the world. It is deeply imprinted in their hearts and cannot be erased.

At this moment, whether it was the five living dead or the three important figures of unknown origin, they all couldn't help but feel frightened, and even their souls couldn't stop trembling.

That is the power of the Lord!

When the Lord thinks of the mountains and rivers, he becomes murderous and the sky turns cold!

"So what, Lord! There are so many of us, and we have two intact Ji Dao Holy Weapons in our hands. How can we not kill him?!" A big shot shouted. In order to kill Nangong City Lord, he had to All the holy soldiers of the extreme path were brought out, and they were unwilling to just return without success.

"Are you really ignorant or simply brainless?" a living dead sneered.

In today's world, Jueshi is already at the peak of his apparent combat power. People's understanding of the Lord is limited to ancient books and related documents. They have never truly witnessed the power of the Lord, so naturally they don't have much fear in their hearts.

But in the era when Nangong City Lord and the others lived, they had witnessed the power of the Lord with their own eyes.

When the Lord thinks of the mountains and rivers, he becomes murderous and the sky turns cold!

These words are not just words.

The five living dead wanted to escape immediately, but they were horrified to find that this area of ​​​​the world had been completely imprisoned, and there was no way out.

Nangong City Lord's eyes were dark with no pupils, and there was no emotion on his handsome face, which was extremely cold.

The sky-swallowing dish was rising and falling in his hands, and streams of black divine light swept out. Each divine light was as thick as a mountain, attacking in all directions indiscriminately. The world could not bear the pressure, and it seemed that it was about to fall. It's like it's about to collapse and shatter, like a pennant trembling crazily in the wind.

Nangong City Lord's expression was indifferent, and his fingers seemed to be playing the piano. The bright and sharp sword lights pierced the sky, like a blue dragon turning a hundred times, sweeping across the sky and the earth. When they scattered, they were like snow flying in the sky, and when they gathered, they were like frost condensed on the cliff.

He stepped forward in the broken void, and with a raised hand, he knocked away the five nearest living people.

One of the living dead roared and took action, condensing the power of his divine consciousness into a divine sword and piercing straight towards the spiritual platform of Nangong City Lord.

His physical body is dead, and only the power of spiritual consciousness can attack and kill him. After long years of precipitation and tempering, this invisible spiritual power has reached a peak state.

However, facing such an attack, Nangong City Lord casually raised a palm and pressed forward, fighting head-on with his physical strength alone.

The physical power of the physical body and the spiritual power of the soul are two completely different powers that cannot come together under normal circumstances.

Mental strength is more difficult to cultivate than physical strength, so the strength is also stronger.

However, there were also words that could break all magic. Nangong City Lord pressed down with his palm, directly shattering the divine sword formed by condensing the power of Friendly Divine Consciousness.

The living dead man staggered back dozens of steps. When his contemporaries competed in the past, he had been suppressed by Nangong City Lord. Now that they met again, he was still no match. This made him feel unwilling.

No one wants to play a supporting role for the rest of his life. He was once the holy son of a certain Xuanmen Holy Land, and he was the proud son of heaven that attracted everyone's attention.

If he hadn't been hit by the Seven Killing Curse of the Rakshasa Ghost King and turned into the inhuman and ghostly appearance he is now, he would have been a member of the ancestral clan.

Thinking of this, the living dead man screamed almost madly: "Nangong Ce, why don't you die! Why should we be stepped on by you for the rest of our lives?!"