Heavenly Dao Cultivation System

Southland.

The imperial capital of the imperial city.

The headquarters of the Array Talisman Guild.

In the hall.

The strong words are sharp and they are all persuading Changming not to waste time on Su Yan.

The moment when Su Yan was brilliant is gone forever.

He used the peerless secret method, and now it is unknown whether he is alive or dead, and it is not worth regretting at all.

Furthermore.

The Great Vault Empire, the first-class enemy, the ancestor of the saint and the gods of the Ten Great Wars, have all passed away.

The current Great Vault Empire is no longer enough to be afraid.

In this way, their Guild of Talismans will be one of the Big Macs that no one dares to provoke.

Therefore, whether Su Yan is a member of the Formation Talisman Guild is no longer important.

Su Yan, who used the secret method, would be half disabled even if he did not die. It is estimated that he is already a useless person now.

Otherwise.

After he killed the saint that day, why did he leave in a hurry?

Was it because it was backlashed by the secret law that forced it to stand?

If not, how can he let go of the ten leaders of the Thousand League with his style of work that he must report to?

How could it be possible to let go of the sword of the sword pavilion?

These people are now alive, and there can only be one reason.

That is, Su Yan was too late to kill.

After he squeezed the saint of the Great Vault Empire to death, he must have been strongly backlashed by the secret law, so he had to stand in a hurry.

in fact!

Not only the people in the Talisman Guild had thought of this.

Among the great forces in the Southern Territory, even many forces in Qingzhou are almost recognized.

Su Yan must have suffered an irreversible backlash.

Now Su Yan, let alone killing the saint, it is estimated that even his own life would be difficult to keep.

"Oh, you all said that, what else can I do?"

Yang Changming said helplessly.

"I called you to come today, originally I wanted to discuss whether we would take action if the small southern world was attacked."

Speaking of this, Yang Changming shook his head, "Looking at what you look like, I already know the answer."

After a long sigh, Yang Changming completely gave up, "Forget it, the Southern Small World is a life or death, let him face it himself."

"As for the old ghost of the official document, we can't control that much for the time being, so as not to get involved with Su Yan."

Now that he had decided to completely break with Su Yan, Yang Changming didn't plan to take charge of Master Kumon again.

After all, the old ghost and Su Yan are masters and disciples who depend on life and death.

Once the Array Talisman Guild intervenes, the major forces in the Southern Territory will come together, and the Array Talisman Guild may be trapped.

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Southland.

The base camp of the sword sect.

When the bright moon was in the sky, the bright moonlight slanted down, covering the earth with a layer of silver gauze.

In the back mountain of the sword sect, a huge training room was built here, and it was set up as a forbidden place for the sword pavilion.

Regardless of whether it is an elder or a disciple, you must not go deep into this place, otherwise, you will be arrogant.

At this moment.

A looming sword of thought surging back and forth in the back mountain training room!

Inside the training room, there was a middle-aged man sitting, and when he looked closely, he was the contemporary pavilion master of the sword pavilion, Tyrant Sword!

Tyrant Dao's eyes closed tightly, and he sat cross-legged on a yellow futon, pinching strange runes in the air with his hands.

Along with the continuous stamping of his hands, the swords of spiritual thoughts continuously shot out from between his palms.

Shoo! !

Shoo! !

Numerous swords of thoughts, the size of a palm, revolve around the body of the tyrant sword, and are extremely miraculous.

Wu Feitu left, time flickered, and more than half a month passed.

Now, it has been nearly a month since Su Yan disappeared.

This month, Su Yan still had no trace at all.

Even his own Qingzhou Academy has no news.

At this time, the major forces in the Southern Territory could no longer bear it anymore and began to move around the small southern world.

but!

The powerful gods wandering around the southern small world did not expose the forces they belonged to, but as a casual cultivator, they were constantly probing.

The small southern world.

The northern defense zone.

In the deliberation hall of the Magic Capital University of Wuhan.

Yang Xieyun held a high-level meeting to discuss this year's enrollment ceremony and the situation surrounding the defense.

In the high air of the defense zone, a figure still lurks in the void, like an eagle dog, monitoring the surrounding movement at any time.

This person is no one else, and it is indeed Shen Tian who is in charge of the Mountain Guardian formation, the big brother of the Demon Capital Wu University.

With the help of the formation, Shen Tian hid his figure in the void, and his sharp eyes looked at the situation around the defense area.

At this moment, the formation is in a state of excitation, this is Su Yan's order.

After the guard mountain formation is opened, no one can turn off the defensive formation without authorization.

In other words.

Before Su Yan left the pass, the large formation in the defensive area must not be closed.

Ok?

Suddenly, Shen Tian's figure shook, and there seemed to be more gods and powerhouses around the defensive area than in the previous few days.

"Huh, a group of cocky and dog-pirates can't help it so soon?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Shen Tian's mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes was fleeting.

If it hadn't been for Su Yan's order that he only needed to defend, he really wanted to use the big formation to kill these southern beasts.

"Old guy, come down for a meeting."

A faint voice suddenly reached Shen Tian's ears, and it was Yang Xieyun's voice.

Shen Tian flashed out.

He took a deep look at the situation around the defensive area, and then at Yan Yu Pagoda with concern, and he didn't know when the kid would be able to leave.

Looking at the current situation, if he doesn't leave the customs again, I'm afraid the beasts in the Southern Territory are really ready to attack the mountain guard in the defense area.

Shook his head, Shen Tian immediately swooped down and returned to the enrollment hall of Demon Capital University.

Immediately afterwards.

In other places in the defensive area, there are also several figures flickering, all of them are senior officials of various Wuhan University.

Soon, in the enrollment hall of the Magic City Wuhan University, a hundred high-level representatives from the Wuhan University gathered together, as well as old brands such as Shen Tian, ​​Zhen Lao, and Lonely Ming.

In the front of the hall, in addition to the old brands like Zhen Lao, there are also several high-level Mo Wu.

Such as Yang Xieyun, Xu Rushan, Wang Taishan and so on.

After the old principal fell, Su Yan became the only principal of Wudu University, but he was almost out of school.

Therefore, the heavy responsibility of the Demon Capital Wuhan University fell on Yang Xieyun, Xu Rushan, and Wang Taishan.

but!

Wang Taishan usually only has the right to participate, not the right to decide.

Every time his opinion was ignored by Yang Xieyun and Xu Rushan.

In this regard, Wang Taishan could only look up to the sky and sigh.

Yang Xieyun and Xu Rushan, the two old dogs, not only had to ignore his opinions, but they also had to forcibly pull him up every time, which is simply deceiving.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, Wang Taishan had nothing to do. Who would let him not be the best?

"No, damn, after that kid gets out of customs, I must find a way to promote me to Judean, otherwise I will quit my job."

Wang Taishan cast an uncomfortable glance at Yang Xieyun, who was triumphant, thinking firmly in his heart.