Lei Luo's eyes opened in vain, and then his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was even more gnashing.

His body was full of evil energy, his expression became more and more hideous, his black hair was even more windless, and the tips of his hair began to change to blood red.

An incomparably fierce and furious aura surged around, and all the monks who were still alive within a radius of hundreds of zhang felt like they were in a deep quagmire, and their limbs trembled uncontrollably.

They felt like a helpless toddler, and in the middle of an endless jungle, a hungry tiger appeared in front of them.

This feeling that made their hearts palpitate, as well as that powerful sense of oppression, made them unable to dodge even the attack of the silver claws, and they couldn't even urge the magic weapon.

Lu Xiaoclaw swept by, and the last group of monks were all killed in an instant, and there was not a single living mouth outside the precept hall.

However, after she killed all these people, she did not stop moving, but looked at a certain place with a hideous expression and fear, which was the direction of Lei Luo.

I saw that with Lei Luo as the center, a blood-colored mist gushed out within ten zhang of his body, and the phantom of a blood-colored tiger was slowly forming in the air.

A burning pain hit his back, and two large blood-colored characters were slowly taking shape in one stroke.

The sound of a tiger's roar resounded all around, and this evil and ferocious aura was even more oppressive, if it was the Zhujin Dan monk just now, he might have been frightened under this suppressive force.

"Childe!" a soft cry rang out.

This voice made Lei Luo, who was gradually out of control, suddenly come back to his senses, and at the same time, the evil aura around him disappeared in an instant.

His upside-down bloody hair quickly faded, turned into black hair, and then scattered around his shoulders, and his cape was not embarrassed.

Lei Luo's expression returned to his senses, but his expression was still a little hideous, because he finally saw the enemy who had separated himself from Youwu, the sect leader of the Demon Flame Sect, Youtian Weeping.

"It's me who lost my temper and didn't control my emotions!" he muttered, shaking his head.

As he spoke, he looked back, and saw Lu Linglong and the little white fox with concern on their faces, while Lu Xiao was waiting beside him.

However, Lu Xiao was not facing himself, but turning his back to himself and guarding outward, which made him feel something.

"Let's go, let's see what the mystery is in this precept hall!" Lei Luo then said with a slight smile.

He tapped several important points on his body with both hands, and at the same time removed a demonic stone, and raised his right hand high, and his hand began to glow with golden light.

After a few breaths, his cultivation returned to the early stage of Jindan, and he sacrificed his natal magic weapon Heavenly Dao Wheel.

He quickly exerted his magical powers, and a golden Dao pattern flew into the ruins of the Discipline Hall in front of him.

A semi-circular golden curtain of light enveloped the entire Hall of Discipline, and then under the golden curtain of light, the ruins of the Hall of Discipline began to recover rapidly as if they had reversed time.

The sound of "clucking" sounded, and the stumps and rubble around them all returned against the current, the broken pillars re-erected, and the walls and eaves flew back from all directions.

In just more than ten breaths, a academy building with black tiles and white walls covering an area of less than 100 zhang appeared in front of Lei Luo.

The Dao pattern dissipated like grit into golden powder, and the Heavenly Dao Wheel returned to his body.

However, due to the limited scope of the Dao pattern, there was no way to restore all the buildings of this precept hall, and he only restored the main hall in the center.

"Let's go, let's go in and have a look!"

Lei Luo looked at the palm of his hand, and then walked quickly to the main hall of the Discipline Hall.

He pushed the door and entered, and as far as the eye could see was a public hall similar to the county government, and a plaque was hung above the main hall, on which were written "Mirror hanging" four big characters.

There is a pair of vertical couplets on the left and right sides, which are naturally written about fairness and honesty, strict self-discipline, Confucianism and morality, etc., to warn the disciples of the academy not to make mistakes.

At the same time, on the opposite side of the entrance, in the north wall of this place, there is also a statue of a saint, but this statue is not made of white jade, but pure gold.

The golden mangs on the body surface of the saint statue are obviously a special material, and they have been repaired by the Heavenly Dao Wheel with supernatural powers.

In addition, there were no other special items in the main hall of this precept hall, and although there were some torture rods placed around it, these were all wooden products, and there was no slightest mana fluctuation.

Looking at the wooden shelves around him, as well as the torture rods on the shelves, Lei Luo always felt weird, because this thing was exactly the same as the worldly court.

"Whoever made a mistake has to be stripped of his pants and spanked, and it's really a shame to die?" said Lei Luo.

Then, as soon as he entered the precept hall, the wat board that had been in the storage bag actually began to tremble.

This surprised him a little, but he took it out anyway and looked at the statue of the saint at the front.

"Hey, now that I've met the ancestor of the Confucian Sect, the disciple naturally has to do a full number of courtesies!" Lei Luo muttered.

He took the wat board and continued to kneel three times and bow nine times, full of sincerity, but after the bow was over, he still said his intention.

"The disciple is here for the purpose of "Haoran Long Song Recipe" and to kill all those hypocrites, and now there is one more person who must be killed, that is, Youtian Cry, of course, if the Heavenly Demon Gate wants to stop me, then kill it together!"

As he confessed his purpose, the golden statue of the saint emitted a burst of golden light, and at the same time, a burst of golden light lit up on the wat board in his hand.

At the top, under the word "Washi", two more words slowly took shape.

When the two golden words were formed, he fixed his eyes and saw that this time it was actually the word "precepts".

"In that case, then the disciple has taken his leave!" Lei Luo bowed to the statue of the saint at the head.

His figure quickly walked out of the precept hall without looking back at the place, and the golden saint's eyes also flashed with golden light, and then returned to normal.

However, as Lei Luo stepped out of the gate of the Discipline Hall with both feet, a "boom" sound came.

It turned out that the precept hall behind him collapsed on its own, as if his departure had touched some mechanism, this house had just been repaired half an hour ago, and this time it actually collapsed again.

"If the tide rises, the flowers bloom and bloom, it doesn't matter if it is destroyed, the Thousand Mountains Academy has perished, how can people remember these in the future!" Lei Luo shook his head and sighed.

Then he identified a direction, which was the place where the group of monks wearing the Confucian robes of the Thousand Mountains Academy had retreated.

He was going to go along and take a look, maybe he could find some clues.

His form stepped into the corridor and quickly vanished into the place.

......

It's a huge foothill area surrounded by weeds and vast areas of dead grass as far as the eye can see.

Judging by the fences and fences that have been set up around it, it looks like it used to be a medicine garden, but now it has all withered for some reason.

At this moment, there are ten figures dressed in black walking around this place, these people are covered in black robes and hoods, making it unclear what the details are.

However, this only corresponds to nine of them, because there is another person who is wearing a loose black robe at the moment, but the body is tall and wide, and the body is round, like a ball of meat.

Although he was wearing a black robe, the ground shook with every step he took, and the fat flesh of that sound rolled up and down like a water balloon, which was very eye-catching.

If Lei Luo was here, he would definitely be able to call this person's name, but it was not the Boss Zhu who appeared in the Hidden Holy City, this fat body was his characteristic, and it was impossible to admit it.

At this moment, the leader of the ten people waved his arm, and then the ten people paused, and all of them stopped here.

"Fellow Daoist, what did you find?" asked a woman behind her in a cold tone.

"It's not that you've found anything, it's that the Blood Dao Friends have finally joined us!" replied the man in black who took the lead.

As soon as the words fell, a burst of wild laughter came, and then a blood cloud in the distance quickly approached this place, and a fierce aura had already rushed to the face.

Fortunately, the cultivation of this group of people has all reached a high level, and this fierce aura naturally cannot make them take a step back, at most, they just show a trace of displeasure on their faces.

However, the black robe blocked their faces, and their unpleasant arrivals could not be seen.

"This blood knife laughed so proudly, it seems that the sacrificial knife went, but I don't know how many people I killed this time!"

A soft female voice sounded, but her tone did not hide her disgust, and after the woman finished speaking, she moved a few steps and walked behind Boss Zhu.

I saw a blood-clad man flying down from the blood cloud, and this person did not cover his cheeks with a hood, revealing a rough face with a long beard but covered with scar wounds.

This person's face is ordinary, but he has bloody hair, and with the scars on his face, it gives people a feeling of viciousness, and ordinary timid people will really be afraid when they see it.

"Hahaha, it's better to go out and kill people the happiest" The Blood Knife laughed wildly, his bloody hair was windless, and his expression was even more crazy.

His attitude was to make the other people dissatisfied, but there was no way to scold the other party.

Because their eleven people are just a small team formed temporarily, and this Blood Knife Maniac can rank among the top three among them, which means that the leader can stabilize this person.

"Okay, Blood Daoist, since you are happy, can you return to the team and act together, after all, letting you out will also make us scared, for fear that you will be arrested!"

At that moment, the only man in the crowd wearing a white mask spoke, and his tone was rather unkind.

His mask was exactly the same as the mask of the Hidden Holy City Fair, and this person seemed to be the one presiding over the fair.

As for why this person was able to open his mouth to scold the other party, it was naturally because among the eleven of them, his strength was also not weak, at least he really had to fight the other party, and the victory or defeat was also five or five.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about, although Xuemou is not talented, he will be quite confident in his supernatural powers, who here dares to say that he can be captured alive!"

Although the eleven of them concealed their identities, they were all famous in the Holy Heaven State, and the strength of the Blood Knife Maniac and the Mask Man was at the forefront of the team, second only to the person who took the lead.

The Blood Knife Maniac is even more of a belligerent faction, quite confident in his own strength, and when he hears the displeasure of the person in front of him at this moment, he almost has a seizure and fights with the other party.

"What kind of person, it seems that Daoyou hasn't received the news, I don't know if this Heavenly Demon Gate's Gan Lao Mo, Qi Yinian of the Heavenly Dao Gate, and that Mr. Lu Da of Haoran Academy, are these three qualified?" said the masked man with a sarcastic expression.

As soon as the names of these three people came out, even the Blood Knife Maniac felt that it was tricky, after all, these three people were all great cultivators in the late Yuan Infant period who had been famous for hundreds of years, and they only had mid-stage cultivation.

"Impossible, Gan Lao Mo and Qi Yinian won't talk about it, then Lu Yantao has not lived for a few years, didn't they all say that he was in retreat and ready to fight!" he said with a jealous expression.

The masked man tried to make a sarcastic remark, but was stopped by the man in black who took the lead with a wave of his hand.

"Blood Dao Friend, this news was discovered by me and Haotian Dao Friend, and there is no problem with the source, so we should be more united. You and I are very clear about Mr. Luda's supernatural powers, the other party is a figure as famous as the undefeated Divine Sword Sect Liu, and the two have been fighting for five hundred years, isn't it still a good story!" he persuaded.

Hearing this, the Blood Knife Maniac finally restrained his crazy look, then nodded and returned to the team.

"Lu Yantao, Lu Yantao, it seems that he is really going to fight!"

After the man in black finished persuading, he muttered to himself, as if he was very familiar with this great monk of Haoran Academy.