Chapter 824: Dull as a pig

All the disciples looked in the direction that the person pointed, holding the ancient clock with the Pangu axe, and tremblingly walked to the Cangshan School disciples, and all the Cangshan School disciples rushed up.
"Head! Are you all right!"
"But it frightened us."
"Hush hush!" Mo Yu made a silent gesture and stopped Chu Yicheng who wanted to go forward. "It's twittering. Didn't you see that the head was injured?"
"Yes, yes..." Chu Yicheng quickly confessed his mistake. Although he was several years older than Mo Yu, he was a younger brother in front of Mo Yu. Of course, other disciples who were older than Chu Yicheng. In front of Mo Yu, he is also a younger brother, the eldest sister of the inner disciple of the Cangshan School is no joke.
Controlling the economic lifeline of the sect, under Mo Yu's rebuke, the disciples did not dare to speak any more. As long as the head is not dead, let alone telling them to shut up, it's okay to be a dumb, just like in the sky. , Had it not been for Zhou Ruoxiao who had been guarding them, they would have been in chaos, let alone the death domain, even the ordinary domain.
It was enough to make them shudder. It was a realm that they could not even think of before. When they heard the other disciple say about the power of the death field, the students of Cangshan Academy only had endless regrets in their hearts. And blame yourself.
The arrival of Gu Zhong and all he did after he came to Su Taizong moved them deeply. At the same time, Gu Zhong, Lin Xiao, Chu Yicheng and other well-known Cangshan school disciples who had come all the way were unhappy. worth it.
They are just students who have just enrolled in Cangshan Academy. Even if they die, there are hundreds of young people eager to join Cangshan Academy.
If Gu Zhong died in Su Muwu's hands in order to save them, even if they hit the stone with pebbles, they would have to fight with Su Taizong's entire sect.
Fortunately, Gu Zhong survived. Although he was injured, the opponent seemed to have used all his hole cards. This battle was over.
Mo Yu stepped forward to help the ancient clock. The ancient clock waved his hand and said, "It's okay, where is your uncle?"
"Master... Master is there!" Mo Yu looked around and finally saw Zhou Ruoxiao who was blocked by his disciples. Cangshan sent disciples to let out one after another, so that Gu Zhong and Zhou Ruoxiao could be separated from each other. An empty path came.
Gu Zhong limped forward, his posture seemed to fall to the ground at any time, until he walked to Zhou Ruxiao's side, he tilted his head on top of her.
Zhou Ruoxi glanced at Gu Zhong with a low eyebrow. He was obviously not weak, how could he hurt like this? She didn’t doubt that Gu Zhong was acting, but when she hurried back to the battlefield, she just witnessed how Gu Zhong was trapped in Su Muwu’s world-destroying realm. Gu Zhong just came back limpingly. It's not the return of missing arms and legs.
It's already much better than she expected, and she suspects that Gu Zhong is acting, it's a bit too vicious...
So Zhou Ruoxiao was so stiff, maintaining a straight posture, while Gu Zhong's head was placed less than an inch above her chest, and the disciples all looked at the two with extremely ambiguous eyes.
Especially for the disciples who came from Black Mountain City, Lin Chen directly dragged Mo Yu over and asked, "The head and the uncle... is this public?"
Mo Yu shook his head, then tilted his head and said: "The head likes Master Uncle, isn't it always public?"
"I'm talking about..."
"That that" hadn't said it, thinking that Mo Yu was still a seventeen-year-old child, Lin Chen swallowed the tiger wolf words that had already reached his throat.
The disciples of the Cangshan faction were busy gossiping, and Su Taizonghe was so anxious that his soul was gone, since the fire cloud burning in the sky was not caused by the explosion of the ancient bell.
And their suzerain and Ji Lao haven't appeared yet... so...
"Boom!"
Two scorched figures overturned from the sky, the fire cloud brought a thick red smoke and dissipated in the air. The elders of Su Taizong flew out first, and the other disciples also rushed to the two who fell from the sky.
When they saw the tragic situation of the two falling, they took a breath, and it seemed that they had just been hanging high above a few hundred meters, still making them like a fire cloud that was scorched by the sun.
Their Sect Master and Ji Lao fell down in that cloud of fire!
If it weren't for the two of them with Su Taizong's special waist cards, they couldn't believe it. The two in front of them, like briquettes dug out of coal, were their suzerain and Ji Lao.
The faces of the two of them were completely covered by black and gray, Su Muwu's two eyeballs completely turned into a dim gray-black, and the wind beside him was as fast as the wind.
It is even more lifeless...
"I'm old!"
"Ji Lao... are you okay! Ji Lao!"
Those warriors with higher cultivation bases and slightly stronger induction yelled in horror. At such a close distance, they clearly couldn't feel the aura of aging.
Could it be that...
At this moment, Su Muwu, who was lying beside the gust of wind, turned his eyes frantically. He opened his mouth desperately, but he couldn't say a word anyway.
He could only squirm his lips and make a few extremely non-standard movements.
"Ancient...ancient clock...it's an ancient clock!"
"Ji Lao was killed by Gu Zhong!"
Su Muwu's heart fell cold, and he closed his eyes, no longer struggling, but he had already cursed them bloody, without eyes! What I said was "Save me!"
"Save me" please! It's really a bunch of stupid things. Is "Save Me" and "Ancient Bell" a bit similar? It's as dull as a pig.
In fact, they can't be blamed for this. The competition that originally thought it would be over soon ended up with the black charcoal of their suzerain and aging.
They were still half in the mood to look at their lips, and Su Muwu's lips became black and swollen, and they couldn't see what they were talking about.
I can only add something casually, "Damn old clock!"
"Gu Zhong killed Ji Lao!"
The disciples of Su Taizong were panicked. The current gust of wind was like a piece of roasted black charcoal. They couldn't tell whether it was dead or alive.
It's just that there are many vital parts of his body, and there are small flames beating, and it doesn't look like he is still alive.
The wind did not die, but it was almost dead. After he and Su Muwu were swallowed by the pillar of fire, the violent fire elemental power poured into his body, destroying his internal organs into a mass of paste. Jirufeng is a warrior of wind element. The fire element of the ancient clock directly ignited the wind in his dantian. The small flames that Su Taizong disciple saw came out of Jirufeng.
Although his consciousness still exists, his body has been completely eroded by flames and quickly destroyed. Death is only a matter of time. Finally... in the sound of disciples crying and crying, it is as fast as the wind. Wish, the eyes suddenly bulge, and the final scream is no longer possible in the throat, so the eyes are widened and all the sound is lost.