Then, the two of them left for Tianlong Academy one after another.

Before leaving, Wu Yun flipped through Yan Wuhun's storage ring, thinking that a cultivator like him, should be able to collect some good things.

But I never expected that this guy was so poor that he sounded like a jingle.

It can be seen from the things hidden in his storage ring.

He is destined to be a dog, and a fourth-level practitioner of the realm of enlightenment has not even a treasure that can attract attention.

Now, it has been four days since they set out from Tianlong Academy.

There is still six days left before the Tenth Court Competition of Xingling City.

Wu Yun has been silently calculating his days.

He must seize this opportunity to advance to a senior force.

Otherwise, you will have to wait three more years.

Even if you don’t join the advanced forces, you can still be a casual cultivator.

However, if the practice speed of being a casual cultivator can be faster than that of practicing in the academy.

Then who is willing to go to the college to be regulated?

Therefore, if you want to quickly improve your cultivation, entering a high-level force is a necessary condition!

However, time is tight.

But this trip to Tianlong Academy also requires going back.

If such a big thing happens, we must go back and report to the martial arts spirits first.

Moreover, now there is no teacher to lead the way, if Wu Yun and the others want to go to Xingling City, they may not be able to find it in six days.

Moreover, Wu Yun could not throw Long Xiao's body here and let the monster eat it.

I walked for four days when I came, but I went back very quickly.

Because Wu Yun and the Bald Bird both increased their speed to the extreme.

But in one day, the two of them had already arrived outside Tianlong Academy.

The bald bird wanted to just go in, but Wu Yun stopped him.

He said: "Bald, don't make a fuss. We should avoid the crowd and go directly to the dean. Otherwise, if such a big thing happens, I am afraid that it will cause panic among the people in the college. It depends on how the dean arranges it."

The bald bird nodded.

However, it is not difficult to avoid everyone with their own body skills.

The two of them bypassed everyone and quickly sneaked into the martial arts spirit room.

But at this moment, the martial arts spirit was not in the room.

Wu Yun was about to go out to search, but heard footsteps coming from outside.

A familiar atmosphere followed.

The person who came was a martial arts creature.

Push the door.

The scene before his eyes almost suffocated the martial arts spirit.

"What, what's going on?"

The martial arts spirit was nervous and his heart was pounding.

These are so many living lives. After only a few days after leaving the academy, something big happened.

Even Long Xiao...

"Is it Lin Wubiao who did it?"

The martial spirit asked with a calm face.

It can be seen that tears were already spinning in his eyes at this moment.

His fists were clenched, and terrifying murderous aura spread out from his body.

Wu Yun quickly and concisely told the story to the martial spirit.

However, in terms of the process of the two people, Kill Long Xiao and Kill Yan Wuhun.

They did not tell the truth, saying that the spirit-eating beasts they attracted and plotted to death.

After hearing this, the martial arts spirit was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard!"

"Traitor, this bastard Lin Wubiao actually taught two such traitors!"

"Li Ziyuan, my martial spirit, is irreconcilable with you!"

The martial arts spirit gritted its teeth, but did not dare to roar loudly.

He knew the seriousness of the matter.

Once this incident is revealed to the entire college, it may immediately cause unsuppressible panic.

At that time, everything will be in chaos, and it is very likely that Tianlong Academy will be loose due to this.

Consider the consequences.

He could only press his voice into his throat, with low shouts.

Tears slowly slid from his eyes.

His body was trembling.

His face was full of grief, but his eyes were like a knife.

Anger erupted from his eyes!

Wu Yun and the bald bird looked at each other, but both sighed.

Just from this scene just now, it is enough to prove that Wu Shengling is a good dean.

A martial arts practitioner can already control his emotions freely.

It can make the martial arts spirit cry, which obviously stimulates the softest part in his heart.

These people were all cultivated by him.

At the same time, Li Zi was in the distant room in the District Prince's Mansion.

A spiritual mandarin duck flew in quickly.

Li Ziyuan grabbed Ling Yuan with one hand and opened it and took a look.

Then his face changed drastically.

A punch hit the tea table beside him.

The tea table suddenly split.

The hot tea on the table scattered all over the ground, gushing with heat.

Seeing this, the servant next to him thought he had done something wrong, and his face turned pale.

He didn't even know where he was wrong, so he immediately knelt on the ground in panic and knocked his head repeatedly.

Obviously, Li Ziyuan tortured them a lot on weekdays.

Bang!

Li Ziyuan kicked the man in the chest.

Scream and get out!

Suddenly, the servant was kicked far away like a ball.

Then, Li Ziyuan whispered: "The plan failed? Waste, this group of waste, the flame guard, have you become waste? He actually died!"

After a while, his emotions gradually recovered.

The message on Lingyuan only says the word Wu?

Is Wu Yun who killed you? No, it is impossible for this kid to have this strength.

Is it a martial arts spirit? If you are stronger than him, how can he kill you?

Could it be a trap, they set a trap to assassinate you?"

Soon, the picture he understood appeared in Li Ziyuan's mind.

It was definitely Lin Wubiao's wastes exposed, and then the martial arts spirit designed to assassinate Yan Wuhun. Otherwise, how could Yan Wuhun die at their hands with Yan Wuhun's cultivation?

Even the words sent to the letter from the Spirit Yuan were too late to finish!

After resolutely becoming this idea, Li Ziyuan gritted his teeth.

He said in a low voice: "Martial Spirit, since you insist on going against me, don't blame me for being merciless. Do you think I can't do anything to you if I can't use the power of the District Prince's Mansion?"
To be continued...