After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

With Yan Shixun as the center, the dazzling light quickly spread to the surroundings, covering the entire Binda campus almost instantly.

The campus that was originally shrouded in darkness was as bright as day.

All the evil spirits have no place to hide, and the ghostly aura has nowhere to hide.

They screamed and trembled, but they still couldn't escape and turned into dust under the powerful light, and their hideous and terrifying figures dissipated little by little.

The force is swift and powerful, claiming sovereignty with unstoppable momentum.

It's as if... the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is with it.

Even Yan Shixun, who was standing in the center of the light, couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw this, and looked sideways at Ye Li beside him.

Ye Li lowered his eyes, with a slight smile on his lips, but the response he gave was to stretch out his slightly cool palm and hold Yan Shixun's hand.

Immediately, the golden light broke through the darkness completely, and shot straight into the sky from the original place, dispelling the dark clouds that were originally heavy.

The entire ghostly world trembled and began to collapse piece by piece.

The earth trembled and there was a loud bang.

The evil ghost panicked and wanted to escape, but was smashed solidly by the falling bricks from the building, but in fear, it could only watch helplessly as the light swallowed it, including the ghost energy.

In the shaking world, Yan Shixun and Ye Li clasped their hands tightly, feeling as happy as a mountain.

Whether it is Yan Shixun or the young him, he is very clear in his heart——

This world, which was frozen in time by ghost energy and cut off from reality, will soon collapse completely.

Through the light, the young Yan Shixun stood amidst the flames everywhere, tilted his head, and parted his lips.

'Not bad, future me. '

His voice was covered by the roar of the sky collapsing, but Yan Shixun understood his mouth shape.

'When we meet again next time, let's fight again. '

——'The victor must be me. '

Yan Shixun slowly softened his brows and eyes, and smiled lightly: "No, you have already won."

"You still have Li Chengyun. But I have lost it."

"Goodbye, young me."

The same person in different time and space can meet at the same time node, because the world of ghost energy disrupted the order of the heaven and earth avenue.

When Yan Shixun breaks through this false world, the young Yan Shixun will return to the timeline where he should have been, and they will bid farewell and never have the chance to meet again.

Yan Shixun is used to life and death, he said goodbye to his past self with a smile.

As the voice fell, the power broke through the darkness, the power of the spell took effect completely, and the full crushing of the ghost energy reached the heaven and the earth.

The golden light covered everything, and the slender and tall figures of Yan Shixun and Ye Li gradually disappeared in it.

Only the young Yan Shixun was left standing in place, the flames under his feet were gradually extinguished, and the surrounding images were blurred, like shadows reflected on the water, swaying and shattering when the wind blows.

The young Yan Shixun knew that this was because after the ghost energy was crushed, the original false world was disappearing, and he and other souls who were drawn into this ghost energy world would return to their own real world.

Everyone will only think that they have had an overly real dream, and even the retained memory only ends when the dream is about to wake up. When they open their eyes, the sun shines into the room, and the yang energy dispels the ghost energy. They will completely forget their dreams at night.

And the fear remaining in their hearts at this time will only make them feel palpitations but doubts after they wake up, let them think hard but they can't think of it, so they can only throw this matter aside half-believingly, Never again.

The young Yan Shixun knew that he would also usher in such a moment.

So he desperately hinted to himself repeatedly in his heart, telling himself not to forget, not to forget.

But there was one more thing that made him a little puzzled.

The light just now covered the figure of the future "self", making him a little unclear about the shape of the mouth on the other side.

He could only vaguely see the meaning of "Li Chengyun".

So, what does the future self want to tell him?

Was it his master what happened?

The young Yan Shixun lowered his eyes, and suddenly felt an urge to rush into the fading golden light and ask his future self.

He took a step with his long legs, his tense muscles showed the ferocity of wild power, and he swiftly rushed straight to where his future self was originally standing.

However, as if everything is under the control of heaven and earth, all the past that has become an established history cannot be changed, and the ghosts that disturb time and space are cleaned up, so it is time for everything to return to order.

Just a second before the young Yan Shixun's palm touched the golden light, the light was completely extinguished.

The whole world shattered.

The ground collapsed, the buildings toppled, and the glass shattered.

Among the countless crystal shards of glass, the young Yan Shixun's feet were empty, and the land fell into the abyss below.

He gritted his teeth unwillingly, and stretched out his fingers to the sky, his bright eyes were sharp like never resigned to fate.

"plum……"

"Multiple, cloud!"

The young Yan Shixun gritted his teeth, forcing himself to utter the syllables word by word under great pressure, and engraved the name firmly on his heart, so that he would not forget the doubts at this moment, and continue to continue after waking up. Go after the truth.

"boom--!"

The world in front of him was completely plunged into darkness.

The dark and sweet dreamland wrapped him up, leading him back to reality softly and warmly.

……

On the campus of Binda University, the situation is by no means good.

Even though Haiyun Temple has sent three batches of Taoist priests, there are tens of thousands of evil spirits who have accumulated in hell for many years, so how can a dozen Taoist priests make up for the loopholes.

In particular, there are tens of thousands of students from Binda University, who are scattered in various buildings on the vast campus at this time, and every place needs to be protected by the Taoist priest.

Insufficient manpower left the priests at their wits' end.

And after killing one round, another round will come, as if endless evil spirits, so that the strength and physical strength of the priests are gradually being wiped out, and they gradually feel powerless.

Everyone is gritting their teeth to support themselves, and the life protected behind them is their firm belief.

They know very well that between evil spirits and life, they are the last wall of safety, keeping out all threats of death.

Therefore, they must not fall down, absolutely must not let these evil spirits pass them and attack the students behind them!

"Naughty animal! Get out!"

The Taoist mustache yelled loudly, and the last yellow talisman in his arms was entwined with thundering light, and he threw it at the evil ghost in front with full force.

With a sound of "Boom!", the Thunder Light Talisman exploded, and the entire area of ​​evil spirits nearby were burned to ashes.

The expansion of the blood sea to this place stopped briefly.

The mustache almost fell to the ground as if he lost his strength. He quickly stretched out his hand to support the stone sculpture beside him, supporting his precarious figure, and barely had a chance to breathe.

He quickly took the opportunity to take two deep breaths to adjust his disordered breath.

Before leaving, the Supervisory Court specifically told them about the coffin lecture hall on the campus of Binda University, saying that not only the evil spirits who refused to leave were suppressed here, but also the souls of many people with lofty ideals are buried here. Drive them away, but you must not take it lightly and release the evil spirits from under the town.

Therefore, while the other priests were busy protecting the students, a few priests were also left to guard the coffin lecture hall.

The situation is already difficult. If the evil spirits are released again, they will face enemies from both sides. At that time, the number of enemies to deal with will surge, which is definitely not a situation that any of them would like to see.

but……

The mustache master's eyes were gloomy, and his eyes swept across the woods in front of him and the open space in front of the lecture hall, feeling an uncontrollable sense of powerlessness spreading in his heart.

There is no end to killing, no end and no hope in sight, all the efforts are like mud cows, and the power is constantly losing, but the evil spirits are still there.

The forest that was originally planted in front of the lecture hall, which means "incessant incense", has long since become a forest of bones.

The grass that symbolizes the "censer" has also been swallowed by the sea of ​​blood.

The incense burner was kicked over and the candles were extinguished.

The evil spirits and heroic souls sleeping peacefully in the coffin began to wake up gradually.

The ghostly air penetrated into the soil, and penetrated into the ground under the coffin lecture hall, entangled with those ghosts, trying to pull them into the sea of ​​blood hell and join the group of ghosts.

The ghost opened his eyes in a daze.

In the deep darkness, pairs of inorganic eyes appeared, looking towards the human world outside the coffin.

The sea of ​​blood, which had been stagnant for a moment because of the Thunder Light Talisman of the mustache, began to wash away the ground again, swallowing up the normal ground inch by inch, and spreading to the coffin lecture hall.

Withered bone palms protruded from the sea of ​​blood and were pulled down again. Evil ghosts fought each other stepping on each other's heads to crawl out, and more ghostly aura passed into the coffin.

The Taoist master keenly discovered this matter, but he had used up all the charms he brought with him, and the remaining power could not support him to communicate with the world, borrow power from the gods of the four directions, and suppress ghosts and exorcise evil spirits.

He gritted his teeth, forced himself to pull out the Bagua sword behind his back, propped up his body from the stone statue of animal face and antlers, and stood independently in front of the lecture hall.

The foul-smelling wind blew, blowing the corner of the priest's robe, but his eyes were firm and fearless.

One man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it. ①

All the evil spirits that rushed up were cut by his sword. If there is no spell, then use swordsmanship, and if the Eight Diagrams sword is broken, then fight hand to hand.If you can't lift your arm, use your teeth, use all available weapons, until the last moment of your life...

However, even if Dao Chang had the intention of dying, he still couldn't stop the erosion of ghost energy.

The entire heavy coffin auditorium began to make crackling sounds from the edges.

"Crack...Crack!"

The sound was so clear it was disturbing.

Thin and dense cracks quickly covered the outer wall of the coffin auditorium, like an egg whose shell has been cracked. It only takes one final blow, and everything will shatter.

"Do not--!"

The Taoist priest's eyes were about to crack, and he flew towards him, wanting to fill the crack with his own blood.

But this is no longer an existence that ordinary forces can contend with.

Even though the Taoist priest didn't want to see this scene anymore, the coffin lecture hall completely collapsed after a moment of stillness.

A clod of gravel and soil came head-on and hit the head of the Taoist priest, causing a "buzz!" in his head, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness instantly.

"Brother!"

The exclamation of other priests came from a distance.

This huge roar resounded throughout the campus, causing all the priests and students in Binda to raise their heads subconsciously and look towards the place where the loud noise came from.

In the dormitory, countless students tightened their hearts and secretly prayed frantically that everything was safe.

Many students rushed to the balcony to see clearly, but were blocked by distant buildings. They could only see faint dust coming from a distance, and heard loud noises, but they couldn't see clearly what happened.

They couldn't help but feel more anxious in their hearts.

The signals on the campus of Binda University were all disconnected, and the students could not contact the outside world, nor could they learn about the situation in other parts of the campus from the notification group. The backlog of anxiety and panic slowly fermented in their hearts, and the final bubbles flooded their noses and mouths. It's almost breathless, but you can't get on the campus forum discussion like before.

Some students in some dormitories did not rush back, and the roommates were worried, anxiously waiting for a safe news.

They repeatedly refreshed the interface on their mobile phones, but the bright red prompt made them even more panicked.

The last message in the notification group was still on "don't go near the library and lecture hall", which made them even more suspicious.

"What happened over there in the auditorium? It's so scary."

"It's really weird over there. During the summer vacation and Ghost Festival, it's very windy to walk from the side of the lecture hall."

"Why did you specifically say not to go to the lecture hall! Something must have happened over there. Could it be that the evil spirits suppressed below have escaped?"

"The version I heard is that there are dragon bones buried underneath. Once the suppression is loosened, it will turn the world upside down."

"The voice just now seems to have come from the lecture hall!"

When the students in the dormitories near each other were standing on the balcony to communicate with each other, a student living in the farthest dormitory shouted, "I can see everything! The lecture hall has collapsed!!!"

There was unconcealable panic and tremor in his voice, and the emotional contagion quickly spread among the crowd.

The scalps of the students who were still discussing were about to explode.

"Do you remember..."

Someone swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "In the '99 Days of Heartbeat' program, before Yan Shixun's split-screen live broadcast went black, there were students from our school posting barrage in it, saying that it was in the lecture hall. Did you see something strange next to you?"

His words were like a fuse, and many people recalled it.

"It seems that many people poked him to tell him that he was safe, but he has not been online again."

"No... right, isn't there no ghosts in this world? I've learned philosophy for nothing?"

"It seems to be true. When my roommate came back at night, he was scared to death. He said that the lecture hall was very weird tonight. He came back just before the barrage was sent out."

"Could it be that your roommate left first and escaped, and the brother behind just happened to be recruited?"

"I think."

Someone cried: "It seems that there is a ghost. My bedroom window is facing the boulevard, and I saw that the tree over there seemed to have turned into a corpse."

Panic shouts sounded.

All the dormitories were in chaos, they were terrified but didn't know what to do now.

Many people are even discussing in their dormitories how to deal with ghosts with toilets, mops, brooms, and badminton rackets.

At this moment, the counselor's knock sounded on the door.

"Students, don't worry! The school has sent someone to deal with it!"

The counselor shouted hoarsely: "All of us are safe and there will be no danger! Please rest assured!"

"Have you finished reviewing your exams? Tomorrow's English exams for freshmen and sophomores, general education practice for juniors, and reports and defenses for seniors, have you finished?"

The counselor shouted: "The school does not accept any reason to postpone the exam, so do you watch the fun or review? Those who fail the exam will be disqualified from the scholarship next year!"

"Thousands of dollars, students, think about it carefully!"

As soon as these words came out, the panic of the students just now disappeared.

The imminent crisis of the exam immediately suppressed the fear of ghosts. The students who were standing on the balcony stretching their necks to see what was going on in the lecture hall rushed back to the dormitory, jumped on the chairs and took out the textbooks.

The students shivering under the blanket also took out the copied materials from under the pillow, choked up and began to recite the exercises.

For a moment, the panic-stricken dormitory building suddenly quietened down and returned to order.

Even the Taoist priest who hurried over from the other side to ensure the safety of the dormitory because of the accident in the lecture hall was amazed at the scene.

"You're good at this job."

The Taoist priest who followed the counselor sighed and praised: "If it were me, one person would definitely not be able to suppress such a large-scale emotional panic."

The counselor was praised with embarrassment: "I have stayed in school to deal with these students since graduation, and I know them better than I know myself."

"However." She pursed her lips with worry in her eyes: "Is it really all right?"

The Taoist priest's eyes were firm: "The poor Taoist must die before everyone else."

"Besides." Daoist smiled, with a light of hope: "Friend Daoist Yan is also here, and I believe that everything will be turned into safety."

Layman Chengyun's personal disciple, Li Daochang's nephew, has a ghostly appearance, and an incomparable talent.

He believed that Fellow Daoist Yan would be a miracle under the avenue, the inexhaustible last hexagram.

"Yan?"

The counselor muttered and repeated the surname, bringing back a long memory.

She remembered that in the dormitory of Binda University, there was also a student surnamed Yan who was completely different from the others.

It's been many years...

The counselor's eyes were in a trance, but when he looked in the direction of the lecture hall again, he was no longer flustered like before.

The Taoist priest's firm posture gave her a sense of peace of mind. She knew that just as she would protect all the students, there would be someone protecting her. The bravest and most determined person would build a human wall with their bodies to guard the safety of life. .

And in front of the lecture hall.

When the Taoist mustache regained consciousness, he found that the world in front of him had changed.

Another priest supported his shoulders so that he would not fall to the ground.

When he looked down, he saw corpses everywhere on the ground, the sea of ​​blood was boundless, and the corpses with hideous faces were piled up like a mountain.

Above the sea of ​​blood, the mountain of corpses almost covered the sky.

The eyes of the piled up dead people were wide open, as if they were not reconciled to their own death.

And many of the corpses have been so decomposed that they can't recognize their original faces, and some of them are even mutilated, as hideous as if they had been bitten by wild dogs.

Thousands of pairs of dead eyes stared straight at Daoist Hu, who was caught off guard as soon as he opened his eyes, causing him to take a deep breath, and almost passed out without raising his breath.

"Brother!"

The Taoist priest next to him noticed his sobriety, and hurriedly said: "The soul suppression array has failed, and all the ghosts under the coffin have escaped!"

He originally wanted to cast a magic spell to wipe out those evil spirits, but he was still worried that there were still many pure and innocent souls among them, and he was afraid that he would accidentally injure those heroic souls full of merit when driving away the evil spirits, so they met each other. After hesitating, he tied his hands and feet.

In the few minutes when the mustache master was exhausted and unconscious, the soul suppressing array buried under the coffin lecture hall had completely failed, and the ghost energy pulled those souls from a hundred years ago into the sea of ​​​​blood hell, so the corpses piled up a hundred years ago The scene reappeared, and the ghosts who were blinded by ghost energy gradually swayed and stood up one by one from the sea of ​​blood.

"Where is Daoist Song?" Daoist Hu grabbed the Daoist next to him and asked anxiously, "He must have a way. Where is he?"

"Song Daochang is protecting the students in the library, but he entered the campus of Binda University one step ahead of us. Even he has almost lost his strength by now."

The Taoist priest looked anxious and worried.

Daoist Hu Tao let go of the hand that was holding the opponent's Taoist robe in a daze.

"Is this... the Great Dao asking me to die here?"

There is nothing to be afraid of in martyrdom.

But what worries him is whether those students, as well as the ordinary citizens of Binhai City, will be safe after they die.

This issue is also worried about Song Daochang.

The roar of the lecture hall made him worry, but he had to deal with waves of evil spirits rushing up the library steps, and he couldn't go to support him.

He frowned, and looked worriedly at the building with the most ghostly aura, wondering how the Taoist priest who went to investigate was doing.

Song Daochang placed his hopes on the Taoist priest, but the Taoist priest stood in front of the experimental building, but he just wanted to smile bitterly.

When he was told that this place was the place with the most ghostly aura, he already expected that this trip would not be too simple.

But even though he was prepared, he still thought of this place too simply.

How can a spring that can continuously send a large amount of ghost energy to the entire campus be easily resolved.

The Taoist priest stepped through the muddy swamp with one deep foot and one shallow foot. The Taoist robe on his body was torn, and there were torn holes everywhere, stained with blood and pieces of flesh.

And fresh blood seeped out from under the robe, dyeing the original dark blue Taoist robe almost black, with a strong smell of blood.

The arm was cut vertically and horizontally by the dead bone of the evil spirit, and the blood was sticky and stained the hand, so that the Taoist priest could hardly hold the hilt of the Bagua sword, and almost dropped his hand several times.

His expression was in a trance, all relying on a belief that he could not retreat, he gritted his teeth and walked to the door of the experimental building.

But... he might as well end up here.

Daoist took a staggered step, and hurriedly leaned on the ground with the long sword in his hand, and then wobbled to support his body that almost fell down.

Along the way, the resistance he encountered was hundreds of times that of other places.

Almost every step he takes takes all his strength, and he fights hard for a long time before he kills a bloody path among the evil spirits.

However, the experimental building, which is the original origin of the ghost energy, is far more difficult to pass than the road that the priest outside the door just walked.

It is equivalent to the hell inside the door, and the world outside the door.

How can a person who is still alive transcend life and death and enter the realm of death?

It was completely obscured by ghost energy, where all techniques and means were ineffective, and even the heaven and the earth would not look down.

Daoist raised his head in a daze, looking at the experimental building in front of him, with despair flashing in his eyes.

Could it be that Dao destined him to stop here?Are tens of millions of lives in Binhai City going to be in danger because of this?

So, is there no miracle?

The world is not benevolent, but where is your vitality?

Daoist priest felt infinitely sad, the cold wind of late autumn pierced into his bloody chest, almost froze one of his hearts so that he couldn't continue beating.

However, the moment the Taoist priest questioned Tiandi in grief and indignation, the entire laboratory building suddenly began to vibrate.

At first it was just a slight vibration, but soon it was like an earthquake, and the whole building made a terrible "boom!" sound, cracks spread on the glass facade, and there were crisp "click!" sounds one after another .

Daoist raised his head in doubt, watching all this happen.

Then, a little light slowly lit up from the very center of the building.

It's like the light bulb with the largest wattage, being switched on by someone in the experimental building full of glass.

But soon, the Taoist priest discovered that this was by no means turning on the lights.

The rays of light shone through every crack, like a grass trying to push its roots into the cracks of the rocks, full of vitality and tenaciously refusing to give up.

It's as if... that light itself is the light that thousands of lives light up together with their expectations for the future.

The light became brighter and brighter, and soon spread out from the building. The entire glass building seemed to be a huge light bulb, dispelling the darkness of the entire surrounding world.

This bright light attracts the attention of everyone on and off campus.

The Taoists stopped their movements in unison, turned around and looked in the direction of the experimental building, and quickly made divination in their hands, trying to calculate in the ghostly aura.

The students who had just been appeased also noticed the light coming in from the window. Some people wondered if the light was turned on outside.

A heat wave was transmitted from the experimental building, gently and irresistibly sweeping across the entire sea of ​​blood.

Even the Taoist priests in other places on the campus felt a vibrant and warm force, which filled their exhausted meridians and revived their unsupported bodies.

The priests looked over there in astonishment, not understanding what was going on.

"It's clearly a place with the strongest ghost energy, a dead place with no life at all, but why..."

A Taoist priest asked the question in his heart.

Daoist Hu, who had a horoscope, was in a trance for a moment, and sighed softly: "When things are extreme, they will reverse, and when they decline, they will prosper."

It is precisely because everything has fallen into death that the most vigorous vitality and hope can be born in the deepest despair.

And it's possible to do that...

"Is it Fellow Daoist Yan? Junior Brother Yan...haha!" Daoist Bazihu ​​murmured, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Da Dao, Dao Dao! It's a game of chess between heaven and earth, and you have already calculated everything!"

The Daoist standing in front of the experimental building even had to raise his hand to block his eyes, so that he could forcefully open his eyes in the strong light and watch all this happen.

The golden crow fell to the ground, bright as day.

The sun fell into the deepest night, illuminating every corner of the ghostly abyss.

All the ghosts who thought they could escape from the bondage of hell screamed and trampled on each other, scrambling to escape from the world back to hell.

The slower ghosts were immediately wiped out under the light.

The entire experimental building was shaking violently and collapsed on the spot.Dust scattered, bricks and tiles shattered.

Bricks and stones fell down, and crystal glass fragments reflected the clear light and fell straight to the ground.

Daoist watched helplessly as the broken glass rushed towards him, and wanted to raise his hand to resist, but his muscles were severely strained and his body was seriously injured, so his hands couldn't be controlled.

While the Taoist priest was smiling wryly in his heart, he suddenly saw a black figure skipping from his field of vision.

In the next second, all the bricks, stones and tiles unexpectedly stagnated in mid-air, violating the laws of physics.

The Taoist priest was stunned, and looked at the backlight in a daze.

But he saw the young man's dark green coat flying in the air, and his black shirt outlined his strong and smooth chest line.

And his handsome face was full of indomitable sharpness, and there was a smile on his lips.

Like a god descending from the sky to save the world.

The young man clasped the formula in front of him with one hand and fingers, and the golden words were wrapped around his slender palm, making it impossible for people to mistake the source of the bright light.

"Taoist priest, can you still stand?" The young man lowered his eyelashes, and stretched out his other hand towards the trembling Taoist priest as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Daoist, who had been in a daze for a long time, suddenly realized that this face was familiar to him.

"You..." The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, then asked incredulously, "Friend Daoist Yan??"

Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Immediately, another tall figure jumped down from a high place behind Yan Shixun.

The tall man had a cold face, with imperceptible dislike in his eyes. On one side of his slender arms was a young man as soft as noodles, and in the other he was holding the collars of two young men.

As soon as they landed, the man threw the three of them to the ground.

One of the young people quickly reached out and hugged the young man beside him, holding him tightly in his arms so that he would not be hurt by the ground.

And the other one who didn't feel any pain was not so lucky. He came to the brakes directly, and met a scorched black skull that was only half burnt.

The young man cried "Wang Ji" at that time.

The Taoist priest looked at this scene in a trance, and it took him a long time to recognize it: "Zhang, director Zhang Wubing?"

Zhang Wubing cried and rubbed his aching soft cheeks, got up from the ground alone with trembling shoulders, and clenched his fists with tears in his eyes to cheer himself up: "The director can't cry!"

Then he looked at the Taoist priest with teary eyes.

"Hi Taoist Priest, I am Zhang Wubing."

Zhang Wubing sucked his nose, insisting on his "dignity" as a director, and introduced himself to the Taoist leader.

Daoist: "..."

Ah... how about you wipe your nose first?

The tense situation did not leave time for Yan Shixun to reminisce with the Taoist priest. He quickly scanned the surrounding environment and confirmed that what he was currently in was the real campus of Binda University.

——Even Lan Ze, who led the Yin Road, was snatched out of the abyss of ghost aura by him, and the world built by ghost aura was also crushed under the powerful force comparable to the coercion of ghosts and gods, eroding the source of ghost aura in Binda no longer exists.

The ghostly aura that was spreading wantonly in the campus stopped.

The sea of ​​blood was tumbling, but the evil spirits ran towards the deeper abyss, howling and trembling, refusing to show their faces on the sea of ​​blood again, to welcome the power from that light.

"What's the current situation in Binda? To what extent has the ghost aura spread?"

Yan Shixun frowned, and quickly asked the Taoist priest: "How are the students at the Binh University? Are there any casualties?"

"Fellow Daoist Yan, don't worry." The Taoist priest's voice was firm: "All the damage has been blocked by us, and the students are safe and sound."

Yan Shixun raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw the direction of the coffin lecture hall not far away, where the corpses were piled high into a mountain.

His heart sank slightly.

The most worrying thing happened.

The soul-suppression array in the coffin lecture hall failed, and the evil spirits fled.What made him even more troublesome was that the ghost energy would corrode those innocent souls and entangle their innocent souls with evil karma.

"Don't worry."

Ye Li's deep and magnetic voice came from the side.

Ye Li, who was always watching Yan Shixun, could see the worry in his heart.

Yan Shixun looked sideways at him, and saw him smile slightly.

"A soul without sin will not be corroded by any ghost energy. And those who are entangled in evil karma will fall into hell forever."

As soon as the words fell, black mist rose from under Ye Li's body, turned into two black shadows, and flew towards the direction of the lecture hall.

The two stone sculptures with animal faces and antlers that originally stood at the entrance of the lecture hall suddenly came to life, and the hard stone body turned out to be as flexible as a beast.

The stone sculpture opened its sharp-toothed mouth, roaring, and rushed towards the mountain of corpses in front of it. With a wave of its sharp claws, it precisely pressed the evil spirit under its claws, and its tail, which was as hard as a steel whip, immediately threw the evil spirit into the side. The sea of ​​blood that has not receded.

The evil ghost who has just woken up under the coffin, where is the opponent of the desperate ghost who is full of hatred and tortured in hell.

They thumped a few times in the sea of ​​blood in astonishment and horror, before being dragged and sank.

As for the originally confused soul, it was as if the mist around him had been swept away, and his eyes became warm and firm again.

The heroic soul who died a hundred years ago remembered everything.

They looked around the battlefield and joined in the fight against those evil spirits.

——A hundred years ago, they died in order to make progress, but now, how could they allow evil spirits to harm their children in future generations!

Dare to hit the idea of ​​their future children?Have you asked their predecessors!The prosperous world they guarded with their lives is not something these evil spirits can disturb!

The heroic souls are full of righteousness, how can the evil spirits dare to resist.

In front of the stone beast and the heroic soul, the evil spirit retreated in succession.

There are even many heroic souls who were violent before they were alive, but now they are beaten violently when they catch the evil spirit, and the howling of the evil spirit is simply horrific.

On the other side, Yinghun directly grabbed one of the evil spirits' braids, and slapped the evil spirit's head with a "slap!" slapping wildly, causing the evil spirit to fall into a sea of ​​blood in a daze, and was immediately engulfed went in.

There was even a Taoist priest who saw the Taoist priest Haiyun Guan who died here a hundred years ago with sharp eyes. The soul of the Taoist priest pressed the head of the evil spirit and hit the ground with a "boom!" Output, scolding the evil spirit so much that he wept bitterly, regretting running out of the coffin.

Daoist: "..."

Ah... so the predecessors a hundred years ago had this style?

The Taoist priests who watched the whole process were dumbfounded.

Daoist Zhang Hu stared blankly at the stone beast, then lowered his head and looked at the place beside him where there was only a stone base left. After being shocked, he could only utter one sentence: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun!"

Tomb town beast!

The tomb-suppressing beast, which was regarded as a town at that time, was actually activated? !

But how and who did it?Different from other town animals, the tomb town beast can only be driven by death energy, but the scene is full of Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple, no one has this kind of ability.

While the priests were shocked, Yan Shixun in front of the experimental building slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Li.

"So, the patriarch of the sect?" Yan Shixun smirked, without a trace of warmth in his smile.

Ye Li didn't panic at all, and smiled back: "I never admitted it."

"Shi Xun, you guessed wrong." Ye Li looked at him with a smile: "However, you have a chance to guess again."

"Several times is fine until you explore all of me."

Yan Shixun snorted coldly, turned his head to look at the campus of Binda University.

The golden light centered on him, illuminating the entire Binda campus like daytime, without a trace of haze.

And the ghost energy is also gradually dissipating, the sea of ​​blood on the ground recedes quickly as if in fear, and the evil ghost flees where it came from.

The remaining bits and pieces should be handed over to the priests of Haiyun Temple.

Yan Shixun pinched his phalanx casually, and made a crisp sound of "Crack!".

The Taoist priest next to him shivered, and unexpectedly felt a dangerous aura spread over him.

"Since those evil spirits have escaped from densely populated areas..."

Yan Shixun's eyes were deep, and there was a warm smile on his lips: "Then, it's time for you to punch and punch happily."

The students of Binda University and the tens of millions of people in Binhai City are like ghostly hostages, making Yan Shixun and