693: C693 Heroic Spirits from 10000 Years Ago(part Ii)

C693 Heroic Spirits from 10000 Years Ago(part Ii)

Martyrs from 10,000 years ago.

"Isn't that so?" Mo Luo was a little confused, but he didn't dare to ask Qin Sheng through voice transmission.

"I'm sorry for letting you down!" Qin Sheng suddenly grinned. His voice carried a hint of ridicule and killing intent.

"Crack ~ ~"

With a twist of the Dragon-Confining Hand, Mo Luo's eyes became round and round. His eyeballs were about to roll out of his eyes. Soon after, his eyes dimmed and his life force was gradually extinguished.

Chief of Holy Light Academy, Mo Luo, dead!!

"Bang!!"

Qin Sheng casually threw Mo Luo onto the yellow sand, as if he was throwing rubbish.

Within the ancient temple, there was dead silence.

If it was Long Wei, then forget it. Although it only looked like a Toad, it could still speak human language. Its strength was definitely not as simple as it looked on the surface.

Taking a step back, this Long Wei could be considered a Demonic Beast.

However, Qin Sheng was different. Everyone was a human, but he was ruthless enough to break Mo Luo's neck.

That Mo Luo was the Holy City, the Mayor, adults, and Principal Student who possessed the five dragon pools and Holy Light Academy.

Such a genius was killed by Qin Sheng so easily.

On the surface, Qin Sheng was just a mere Reaching Soul State, a student who hadn't even refined the battle spirit yet. How could he be so strong and ruthless?

Furthermore, this time, Qin Sheng didn't rely on the bronze weapon to fight against Mo Luo.

In other words, Qin Sheng's own strength was already so strong, it could even be compared to a Fate Proficiency expert!

"Chief adults!"

"Qin Sheng, you're an executioner!"

"You and I are both brothers of the College, why are you so ruthless? You killed two of my chief Holy Light Academys, Elite Student?"

The rest of the Holy Light Academy, Elite Student, had grief and indignation written all over his face. He was loudly criticizing Qin Sheng, as if Qin Sheng had done something unforgivable.

Qin Sheng's expression was cold and his brows were filled with coldness. The Killing Intent Sword Intent spread across the entire ancient temple like water ripples, causing everyone to shiver as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Qin Sheng picked up the Three-Striped Amethyst Thunder from the ground, and looked indifferently at the people from the four courtyards in the distance. He said, "It's your people who attacked first. If it wasn't for me and Long Wei's heaven warping divine might today, what would happen to us? Don't you have any idea in your hearts? "

Everyone was silent and didn't dare to say anything.

"Leave the Dragon Pool behind, I can let you live. Otherwise!!"

Qin Sheng's words carried a commanding tone, accompanied by a terrifying aura of slaughter.

Finally, the chiefs of the other three academies threw out Dragon Pools.

Because Qin Sheng and Long Wei were too terrifying, plus Qin Sheng had the bronze weapon under his control. They did not have Mo Luo and Ling Kun as their backbone, so they were destined to be a motley crew.

This way, Qin Sheng would be able to seize the five dragon pools. In other words, even if the academy examination ended immediately, the Flowing Cloud Academy he was in would be able to be upgraded to a Six Dragons College.

The ancient temple once again returned to its calm state. Qin Sheng ignited the fructus tricolor.

Fortunately, the fructus tricolor was still lit by Qin Sheng's heteropyrexia after ten thousand years of vicissitudes.2

Wisps of three-colored smoke rose into the sky.

"Wuwuwuwu ~ ~"

The heavens and earth shook, as though something was about to crawl out of the yellow sand.

"F * ck me, it can't be that unlucky, right?" Long Wei jumped onto Qin Sheng's shoulder. The vertical eye between his eyebrows was about to split open, and he could see the darkness.

"What's wrong?" Qin Sheng asked with a frown on his face.

"Rumor has it that not only can the fructus tricolor make gods appear, it can also provoke some powerful ghosts. "

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