When the priests of the Western Continent came out of the air raid shelter and the signal returned to normal, many people's cell phones rang.

This scene made the high priest who had been immersed in the new power a little confused.

Before she could finish her trance.

A high-ranking priest from black robe came up beside him, holding a cell phone in his hand and said to her inquiries: "The team leader Mo who had talked about peace and liberation before called us to ask if we had attacked Wang Wen, and asked if we had attacked the people from the academy. He had a little questioning tone. How should we reply to him?"

The high priest came back from his trance and glanced at the cell phone in his hand lightly. The sound from his mouth seemed to come from outside the starry sky:

"Ant, don't care."

The black-robed priest was slightly stunned.

He nodded and answered, put away his phone, and asked hesitantly: "What should we do next?"

"Next?" The high priest turned around and looked at a group of tattered subordinates behind him.

And the same ragged robe on my body.

He touched his lips and said something softly, raised his fingers and pointed it in the air.

There seemed to be something obscure in the air.

Everyone's mental and physical strength have returned to normal, and it can even be said to be at its peak.

The robe on the high priest also turned back into a bright red color.

The damage is no longer there, and it returns to its peak.

The priests felt the energy in their bodies, and were extremely surprised.

The previous battle completely took time out, but the lost energy returned to the body, even more abundant than before the battle.

This is no longer a category that imagination can do!

Imagination only consumes energy and does not generate energy in reverse.

This is the power of God!

The black-robed priest looked at his hands with great excitement and shouted, "Is this the new power given by the Lord? It's so magical! It's so powerful!"

The high priest looked at the people who were full of morale and whispered: "Next, it's our turn to counterattack."

Everyone's bodies were shocked.

Seeing the red-robed high priest in front of the crowd tearing the space with his hands and pulling out a portal with bright light.

She heard her familiar and gentle voice in her ears, saying something plain: "This time I will complete the plan completely, and any stopper will be killed without mercy."

All the priests who heard this sentence began to become ferocious.

He rushed into the portal one after another.

I don't know who took the lead and shouted.

The people behind him shouted excitedly.

"Put down the Eastern Continent!"

Eastern Continent.

Five regional colleges.

Li He and Gu watched Bing helplessly as they watched Mi Lailai rummaging through the boxes and throw paper documents all over the floor.

"Senior, Grandpa Gu, I'm really sorry! We're a little anxious..." Cheng Quyi nodded obediently to the two of them and apologized.

The old man said nothing, and smiled and held the teacup and sipped the water.

He was soaked in the cup with some dark things, but he drank them very deliciously.

The old man's heart is bright and bright.

Since I came to the college to work for that kid Wang Wen, my body has become stronger and stronger day by day.

The energy and spirit consumed in the First Consortium over the years are getting back little by little.

He knew that this was all Wang Wen's credit, and it was the credit of Wang Wen who brought it back from time to time to wash and not wash it and threw it into his teacup.

At first he would be angry, thinking it was Wang Wen's boring prank.

Until one time, I poured the water "contaminated by pranks" in the teacup into the small pond of the college, and within a few days I found that the fish in the pond were lively and vivid in color as if they were about to become a spirit.

Only then did the old man realize that what Wang Wen put in the teacup was all amazing things!

From that day on, he never dared to pour unknown substances in the teacup again. Even a fly had to pull the aircraft back and forth to scan it several times before he could give up.

It was obvious at this moment that the old man was drinking good things again.

No one wants to give it.

Even Li He swallowed his saliva with some jealousy, then turned to Cheng Quyi and spread his hands helplessly, "I have said that the information of the student has been destroyed with the destruction of the dean's office. Now everything in the college is new, so how can there be an old group of records?"

Mi Lailai, who had been flipping around the room for a long time, got up and came to the door, shouting angrily: "Do you have no electronic records in your college? What age is it? You still use a pile of paper to record things?"

Li He had no choice but to: "You have to ask the old dean."

"Old..." Mi Lailai choked and became even more angry.

The old man Gu laughed happily and said, "What's wrong with the paper? I think the paper is pretty good."

Mi Lailai, who was still fierce to Li He, couldn't get angry with Gu Jianbing at all. She knew very well how heavy this old man was in Wang Wen's heart, and no one could offend him.

She said with a little discouraged look: "What should we do? Can't we help Wang Wen at all?"

Hearing this.

Gu Jianbing's expression became serious, covered his teacup and walked to the thin boy, and asked in a serious tone: "Do you... don't remember who you are at all?"

The thin boy nodded speechlessly: "This is the 327th time you have asked me this question."

The old man was stunned and changed his question: "What about your family? Don't your parents remember you?"

"This question has been asked almost a hundred times." The skinny boy's expression seemed to be about to cry: "I have been living in the school all the time. After these incidents happened, they called them. They only knew to call my son, but they just couldn't remember my name. My father had already planned to rename me for this!"

"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." The old man retreated with poor skill, shook his head and walked away with a teacup.

The thin boy followed him out of the dean's office, looking up at the sky, with tears in his eyes.

The voice is filled with endless emotion.

He recited word by word: "One day in which year and month, I found that I forgot who I am, and in this strange and confused world, I couldn't find a place to stay..."

Mi Lailai and others behind him looked at the boy's back and nodded silently.

Mi Lailai analyzed philosophically: "Being able to recite bad poems proves that you are still strong in spirit, so don't worry that he will collapse first."

A group of people laughed and made a fuss.

Gu Jianbing, who was walking in front, was blocked by a cracked light.

The dazzling light opened like a huge mouth, and people in long robes came out one after another.

I saw the old man blocking the light.

When a man in black robe reached out and grabbed the old man's arm, he looked around and said, "This is the famous East Continent Five Regional College!"

After sighing, he turned around and asked Gu Jianbing with a smile: "Where is Wang Wen? Ask him to come and get to die."

Everyone in the academy suddenly changed their faces.

He approached quickly and planned to rescue Gu Jianbing first.

Although the ancient man has an invincible prestige in the academy, he has never entered a tower and is equivalent to a civilian position. His own strength is at most stronger than ordinary people, and he will definitely find it difficult to protect himself when encountering a truly powerful enemy.

If the old man was hurt in front of everyone in the academy, let alone Wang Wen, even the people at the scene would be crazy.

Cheng Quyi listened anxiously to the prompt sound that could not be connected in his phone.

"If he can't get through in the Western Continent, don't waste electricity." Mi Lailai said as he said, and the man had already rushed towards the man in black robe who was holding Gu Jianbing.

The man in black robe saw a beautiful girl like a little white flower rushing towards him with a majestic aura, and hummed disdainfully.

He held Gu Jianbing's hand and remained motionless.

Wave the other hand casually.

A flood-like energy rushed towards the rice as if it was a real substance.

Mi Lailai twisted his body and planned to avoid this fierce and strange energy, but found that the energy chased him as if he had life.

Her steps paused, her toes stepped on the ground lightly, and the eight hundred floors of exclusive personal fields were in an uproar.

The domain is worthy of being a domain, and the strange energy that falls into it seems to be greatly hindered, and it slowly progresses and becomes less flexible than before.

But Mi Lailai was passively trapped in a fight with energy, and could not get rid of it for a while.

Later, when Fang Cheng Quyi and his men saw that Captain Boaimi, the strongest on paper, was trapped in one move and was shocked.

The man in black robe opposite looked even more proud.

A mere piece of energy makes the other party unable to move. What if there are more?

There are many new powers given by the high priest in his body!

Thinking of this, he waved his hand again, intending to release more energy toward Mi Lai to completely subdue the other party.

But suddenly I heard a voice sounding out of thin air from the side: "Zi Chou Shen You Die Eight Times Chaos Seal!"

A bright purple rotating halo blended into the body of the man in the black robe from large to small.

His body was obviously stiff.

Then all the muscles and joints collapsed. Except for the eyes that were still rotating continuously in extreme shock and the eyelids were "struggling" hard, they could not even move their fingers.
Chapter completed!