As Li Qianzhuang and Xiao Mo entered, on the Red Hall, on the top stone chair, suddenly a pair of lusty but majestic eyes came from the air and stared at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo raised his head and saw the huge stone hall surrounded by red and copper pillars. The steps were upwards, and above the highest stairs, there was a huge circular platform. In the middle of the circular platform, there was a wide phoenix-shaped stone chair.

A woman in black sat upright on the Phoenix Stone Chair.

The breeze gently blew, and her clothes also fluttered, but she sat meticulously and motionlessly, like a stone statue that has existed since ancient times.

As her eyes swept, she clearly didn't speak, but a ruthless aura suddenly came in oppression like that, like an invisible giant mountain.

As powerful as Xiao Mo, under such an aura, he almost knelt down and fell down.

However, at the critical moment, his powerful soul resisted this wisp of energy. His waist, which had been bent down a little, finally raised it one by one, and stood straight in the hall like a sharp sword.

The feeling of oppression did not disappear, but it showed signs of aggravation after seeing this.

Xiao Mo's body was as if it was suppressed by Wanshan, and his spine was bent one by one, but Xiao Mo would rather die than retreat. He gritted his teeth and held back. His bones made a "crack" inch by inch, but his waist and spine were still straight.

Li Qianzhuang, a girl in gray who brought Xiao Mo in, looked at Xiao Mo. With a light whisper, a faint surprise flashed deep in her pupils, but she didn't say anything.

To her, Xiao Mo was just a stranger. She went to Qingfengyuan to summon Xiao Mo after being ordered by her master, but she never remembered that Xiao Mo was a disciple of the same class as her.

But this is normal.

After all, when the disciples from the outer courtyard of the Taoist Academy were selected, there were more than 10,000 people in the square. Even after the final selection and the formal trial, there were thousands of people.

But among the thousands of disciples, Li Qianzhuang was also high above, just like the top of the mountains. How could there be any other disciples in her eyes?

Perhaps, in a glance, the only ones who could make her remember her name were Jin Wushuang, Nalan Zuo Palace, Jing Changming and others who were like her at that time, and who were also known as genius.

But Xiao Mo, an ordinary disciple of the outer courtyard who was not visible even after being selected in the previous selection of the outer courtyard, could not have attracted much attention, so naturally she could not remember anything.

And, even if you remember, so what?

She had no friendship with Xiao Mo, and the two had no relationship. Even if they knew that Xiao Mo was one of the disciples who were in the same class as her, she would not have any special treatment for Xiao Mo.

But at this moment, seeing that Xiao Mo could resist the terrifying momentum, the hardness of his backbone was rare in the world, she just took a look at it a little more.

But it's just a glance.

She still didn't recognize who Xiao Mo was, and Xiao Mo never had any idea of ​​having any relationship with her.

He is a divine phoenix flying in the sky, but he is just a mud and dust that is low enough. Between the two, one heaven and one earth, why bother to bring shame upon yourself?

Therefore, he never had any expectations for Li Qianzhuang. After following Li Qianzhuang to Fengjitang according to regulations, he never took it lightly.

So when he felt the huge momentum coming, his unyielding mind suddenly arose, and he couldn't help but use all his energy to resist. With his strong mind and perseverance, he actually resisted it.

The woman in black in front of the stone chair in the hall saw this and couldn't help but exclaim, and the look of her eyes looking at Xiao Mo had a faint ripple.

She suddenly waved her hand, and in the hall, the aura that was originally as heavy as a mountain suddenly dissipated like smoke and clouds. Xiao Mo only felt that his body was lighter, and the sudden weightlessness almost made him stagger and fall to the ground.

However, he hurriedly adjusted his center of gravity, and finally stood firm.

I saw the surroundings and the feeling just now turned out to be an illusion.

But Xiao Mo knew that it was definitely not an illusion.

At that moment just now, he did feel an unimaginable terrifying pressure. The woman in black on the head of the stone mount had too terrifying aura. Although she was not deliberately targeting Xiao Mo, she still made Xiao Mo feel an irresistible terrifying meaning.

Xiao Mo has seen many top-level strong men, the most powerful of which is Mr. Hua. He has almost returned to the natural state of mind and looks like an ordinary old man.

But Xiao Mo was sure that his cultivation was definitely not lower than that of the health realm, otherwise, he would not be able to reach the realm of hiding the edge invisible.

But even Mr. Hua is probably inferior to this woman in black.

There is no need to ask Xiao Mo to guess who it is if he has such cultivation and can sit in the head of the Fengji Hall's main hall.

A legendary name jumped out in his heart and finally formed into seven fonts like a thousand pounds. "'Black-faced Shura' Su Yingzong!"

Su Yingzong, one of the seven deputy mountain masters of Zhidao Academy, is a middle-level strong man in the human realm. He is obviously just a female, but he sits on one of the most important halls of Zhidao Academy. He masters the position of Fengji Hall Master who is decisive in killing. It can be said that he is disregarded by his relatives and is selfless.

The four words "Black-faced Shura" are the nicknames given to her by outsiders since she took over Fengjitang.

Black face describes her selfless face, and it is useless for anyone to speak love; Shura describes her cruel methods, and under her hands, there are countless disciples of the Taoist Academy, with their heads rolling and blood flowing into a river.

As long as the crime is committed, no one can end up in a good life.

This is a truly legendary name, one of the seven cultivations of the Supreme Way, and even among the seven cultivations of the Supreme Way, it is one of the most famous ones. Moreover, she is also the only female practitioner among the seven cultivations of the Supreme Way.

Such existence cannot be ignored and awe.

This is the first time Xiao Mo has seen a strong man in the human realm. It is indeed terrifying. In front of her, Xiao Mo understood that not to mention that he was just a small eighth level cultivator in the Xiaoyao Realm, even if he was a Qiwu Realm or even a peak cultivator in the health realm, he might not be much better in front of Su Yingzong.

This is the difference between level.

The realm of the world, let alone in the Zhidao Academy, even in the entire Lingzhou practice world, is still a high-ranking existence. Unless the realm of Fude takes action, they are almost the king of this world.

So, after understanding that the woman in black sitting at the top of the stone mount was Ying Zong, the head of Fengji Hall, Xiao Mo put away all his little thoughts.

He understood that any irrational behavior in this Fengji Hall would be a catastrophe. Fortunately, he had prepared for it, otherwise he would not dare to come to this Fengji Hall.

and……

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo was still a little grateful that since the Lord Feng Ji was named "Iron Face", then, if he treats himself like this, can he treat others equally?

My background is far less than my opponent. With such a selfless hall master suppressing him, it may not be a bad thing for me, but a good thing!

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo's eyes couldn't help but fall to the middle of the hall. Before he arrived, he was already standing there, wearing a blue shirt and handsome face, but there seemed to be a handsome young man shrouded in a layer of shadow on his body.

This person is no one else. After a battle with Xiao Mo in the Binghu Cave, he was finally blown away by his blood-burning ball. He was unknown to life and death.

only……

At this moment, when Xiao Mo saw Xiao Shenjian appear here, how could Xiao Mo still understand that even the blood-burning ball, which was claimed to be able to kill the middle-stage strong man in Qiwu Realm, could not kill this vicious and cruel and scheming enemy Xiao Shenjian, in the end, let him return to Zhidao Academy alive and appear in front of him.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but feel a pity in his heart.

And what his appearance represents, you can tell without asking.

Today's incident must be that after he climbed out of the ruins, returned to Zhidao Academy, and was resentful of the harm he caused to him, so he deliberately exposed it in order to deal with himself.

This time, Zhidao Academy lost four elite disciples in the inner courtyard at one time, and they were all alchemy apprentice of Zhongli alchemist. The influence was so great that it was unimaginable that it was incomparable to the deaths of Lan Wuxin, Nalan Zhu and other disciples in the outer courtyard before.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Xiao Shenjian reported to Fengji Hall and led to the powerful existence of the leader of Fengji Hall, "Black-faced Shura" Su Yingzong.

Li Qianzhuang said before that someone reported it, and then they sent someone to the mountain to investigate, so it took several days, so Xiao Shenjian should have returned long ago. This matter has not fermented until today because Feng Jitang has been collecting evidence, otherwise, it would have exploded long ago.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo's eyes couldn't help but fall to the woman in black on the top of the hall, on the stone mount.
Chapter completed!