Chapter 490: Counterattack

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The moment when the evil sword is reappeared...
Eighteen thundering behemoths crashed into the ground, and black blood was sprayed from countless wounds. The middle demon people under their protection could not dodge, and they were crushed by the 18 giants! !
Only the remaining high-level demon people were greeted by the dragons strengthened by the ancient dragons, and a cluster of flames at the touch of the dragons completely swallowed them!
The remaining middle-level demon people had already reached out and seriously injured, lost the blessing of the high-level demon, and nowhere under the five thunder, no matter how many moments, they were killed on the ground.
In an instant...
All the demons in the entire Imperial College were cleaned up.
The teenagers who have witnessed all of this have never forgotten this legendary scene in this life.
The girl who stepped on the flying sword slowly descended, and the giant dragon behind her fell behind her. She stepped on the thunder and lightning and walked to the training martial arts field. The smile on her face made people unforgettable.
"Wind...fengyan..." Liu Rushen looked at the monsoon smoke, and his eyes filled with tears.
She thought that...
They will die.
"Monsoon smoke! Good!"
A burst of cheers erupted from the mouth of the teenagers, and everyone was tears on the spot.
Who can understand the desperate heart of their moment before.
When the monsoon smoke came to the front of the martial arts field, his eyes fell on the crystal clear crystal stone, and the faint feeling of the loving dean was faint. Without the need of others, she had already guessed everything.
The huge shield of light has won the last time for everyone present, otherwise she will not wait for her to come back, I am afraid...the people here are dead.
The monsoon smoke converges on the smile on his face, and his eyes become extremely serious. She smoothes the corner of her clothes, facing the piece of crystal stone, and solemnly bows her knees.
Oh...
The crystal stone that has been supported for a long time, suddenly scattered throughout the fine lines, instantly collapsed, broken a place, lost the dazzling light.
The shield of light that has protected the people for a long time is also nothingness with the fragmentation of the crystal stone. In the end, there is only one crystal stone that is dull and dark, and the dean has held a hundred years of staff.
The cheering crowds are quiet, and this moment of victory can't solve everything. They can't let go of the lives that have passed away in order to fight the battle, the mentor and classmates who defended them and died in the battlefield... Dean...
A magician branch student stepped forward and squatted down, and the crystal stone that had passed away was smashed one by one. Others silently followed them together and finally placed all the broken crystal stones in a cloth bag. Wrapped in the bag, and the staff that carried the will of the Dean was carefully taken care of by everyone.
The staff and the crystal stone were buried in the Imperial College, and the great dean was left in this college he loved forever.
"Everything is not over yet." Settled the dean, the monsoon smoke raised his eyes and looked at the sky.
"Now there are obstacles in the thunder, and the demon outside the college is not willing to step in, but this is not a long-term solution. The demon will eventually exhaust the power and attack again. The number of demon people on the mountain far exceeds that in the college." The monsoon smoke looked at everyone, and there was an unprecedented firmness on the face of the slightly brighter one.
Under this battle, everyone who survived has been honed by others.