Du Ruo and the others were stunned, they did not understand why the Yang corpse ran away, but Meng Rui suddenly reacted and shouted, "Attack!"
The power that the seven of them had been accumulating for a long time suddenly erupted and attacked the Yang corpse.
The Yang corpse did not defend or hide, he just crazily ran out of the palace, as if he had seen the most terrifying face in the world, it directly scared him out of his wits.
"Boom!"
The seven attacks arrived in a flash and hit the Yang corpse, sending him flying and fiercely slamming into the wall. With a "boom", a large hole was created and he sank into the wall.
No one knew what material this palace was made of, it was actually so sturdy.
The Yang corpse's body cracked with countless wounds, but it was as if he was completely unaware, his mouth emitted a frightened howl and trembled.
Everyone could see that this Yang corpse was scared out of his wits, scared out of his wits.
Du Ruo shouted, "Don't stop attacking!" A thunder ball flew out from her hand.
The other six people also understood that while he was sick, they had to take his life!
All kinds of methods were used, after a while, the Yang corpse was completely killed, the crown on his head rolled down.
The Yang corpse died in the wall, his red gem-like eyes were still filled with endless fear. His body was already smashed, but he was completely unaware, as if he was scared to death.
The seven people looked at this scene strangely, they did not know what was going on.
After that roar, Yang Qingxuan seemed to have exhausted all his strength, he directly fell to the ground, no one knew whether he was dead or alive.
The heat wave from the black gold robe directly cracked the ground, the robe also broke into pieces and fell to the ground.
"Qing Xuan!"
"Captain!"
Meng Rui and Chen Zhen immediately ran forward and checked Yang Qingxuan's breathing and heartbeat. They found that he was still alive, they could not help but cry tears of joy, they sat down beside Yang Qingxuan and laughed.
The rest of the people looked at them and knew that Yang Qingxuan was not dead, they were also relieved.
But in the blink of an eye, their expressions became extremely ugly.
Following the death of the Yang Corpse, the corpse fiends prostrating on the ground all began to howl in grief. Their mouths emitted a low and deep sound. It was the sound that Xiao Feng had explained as "Water Master".
Mo Lan asked in shock, "What should we do?"
The few of them were completely exhausted and had no strength to continue fighting. They could not even muster up the slightest bit of strength. Looking at the corpse fiends that were gradually encircling them, their faces could not help but turn pale.
Duan Weiwei said bitterly, "It wasn't easy to kill the main character, but I'm going to die in the hands of these minions?"
Mo Lan said in a trembling voice, "Death is nothing to be afraid of. I'm just afraid that I'll become like these Corpse Fiends …" Her voice sounded like she was about to cry.
The faces of the others were also deathly pale.
Suddenly, at the entrance of the main hall, several figures flashed as a group of students rushed in from outside.
The ones leading the group were Yue Qiang and Liu Cheng. When the two of them saw the scene in the hall, they cried out in alarm, "Everyone, don't panic. We're here to help you!"
Meng Rui was overjoyed and asked, "How did you guys come in?"
Yue Qiang was the first to explode a corpse fiend and shouted, "We saw that everyone had not come out for a long time, and there were occasional tremors and waves of Qi coming from the hall. We were afraid that something would happen to you guys, so we organized a group of people to rush in. As expected, we encountered a situation."
Even Su Ying and Wen Wen came in under the protection of the crowd.
Du Ruo said in shock, "Princess!"
Su Ying flipped her sleeves and shot out arrows as she shouted, "Du Ruo, rest at ease. Don't worry about us. These corpse fiends are enough to deal with us!"
This group of thirty to forty people that rushed in were all outstanding students. Moreover, they had a certain level of awareness, which was why they dared to take the risk. They were all incomparably brave and fierce.
Lan Yan was quietly cultivating while looking at these people. He memorized their faces in his mind. This kind of brave and responsible expert was the talent that his family yearned for the most.
With these thirty to forty people clearing the area, Du Ruo and the others were temporarily safe. They all sat cross-legged on the ground and adjusted their breathing to recover.
Yang Qingxuan's demon transformation retreated and he weakly laid on the ground. That feeling just now, he was also very absent-minded. It was as if he had turned into a demon monkey, but it was not so real.
With the fall of the Yang corpse, the Yang Zhen Qi in the hall began to gradually dissipate. The temperature returned from a furnace to normal.
Those corpse fiends were quickly cleared out under the joint efforts of everyone.
During this time, there were still students rushing in from outside. The number of people in the hall reached sixty to seventy people.
Su Ying swept a glance at the hall and coldly snorted, "Over a thousand boys, but there are only so few of them. Everyone is a brave generation. In the future, after graduation, if anyone is willing to work for my Jin palace, they will all be given preferential treatment. "
Everyone was overjoyed.
Many people practiced martial arts in order to have a good future and change their destiny. Su Ying's promise undoubtedly opened up a bright path for them.
"Cough, cough cough."
Lan Yan coughed heavily a few times and said, "My Lan family is thirsty for talents like all of you. If you are willing to work for my Lan family, the treatment will not be compared to … "
As he finished speaking, he was greeted with Su Ying's cold gaze. Lan Yan's face slightly changed and hurriedly stopped, coughing, "Cough, cough cough … it will not be compared to … everyone knows …"
Su Ying coldly snorted.
Although she was a member of the royal family, every prince and princess also needed their own strength. Otherwise, even if they had the halo of "royal family", they could only be at the bottom and be looked down upon.
After the corpse fiends were cleared out, because the Yang Zhen Qi in the hall had scattered, no new corpse fiends dissolved from the ground.
Everyone sat cross-legged in the hall to adjust their breathing.
After half a day, they had basically recovered their qi.
Yang Qingxuan and the other eight people had also recovered a little. Although their bodies were still covered with wounds and blood, they had the basic strength to move.
Yang Qingxuan picked up the hanging beads that the Yang corpse had thrown on the ground. Each of them was the size of a baby's fist and was red and transparent. With a sweep of his divine sense, a terrifying Yang Zhen Qi was emitted from within. Even he felt scorching hot.
The rest of the people knew that these beads were good things and priceless, but no one dared to ask for a share. Since Yang Qingxuan had it all for himself, they had no complaints.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Xiao Feng, does your Martial Spirit have any other reactions?"
The few of them looked at the front of the hall. The layer of yin fog did not seem as sinister as before.
Xiao Feng said, "Let me try."
Just as they were talking, Yao Yao's voice came from the shadows again, "The faster you ascend, the more you need to eat …"
Su Ying shouted, "Wu Zhonghai, what the hell are you doing? Come out quickly!"
There was no response from inside, and the voice gradually weakened until it disappeared.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay.
A layer of web-like soul light appeared on Xiao Feng's body, swaying absentmindedly. His face changed several times, and his eyebrows wrinkled as he said, "There's something strange inside, but I can't tell what it is."
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