Exorcism Concubine: Miss Seven Against the Heavens

Chapter 52

There was only a violent scream coming from the black air, and the magic supported by the void barrier instantly disintegrated.

The vortex and cracked ground instantly disappeared without a trace, and the dark void immediately regained its emptiness.

Yang Mengyuan landed on both feet, and saw a blood-red bat flying towards the sky like lightning. Just as she was about to catch up to it, a golden light quickly crossed the sky, lighting up the entire night sky.

An old man was standing in the golden light circle, and he was holding a dragon head scepter made of gold in his hand. There was a faint golden light shining on the dragon head scepter, which was a power that surpassed the world.

"Evil creatures, in the name of God, use my power to purify all evil." The old man chanted softly, and the dragon-headed scepter in his hand shot out a golden light proud of the world, instantly illuminating the night sky.

boom--

With a sound of bombing, the blood bat's body exploded in brilliant golden light, and the light streamed far and wide, and a thick bloody smell permeated the slightly exposed night sky.

"Okay~ so powerful... This is the emperor-level fighting spirit!" Yang Mengyuan raised her head to the sky, her purple eyes were full of longing, this is the real strong person, the goal she is pursuing.

After the two clans of gods and demons fell asleep in the Five Elements Continent, there have only been two holy-level fighting spirits for thousands of years, and there has never been a battle god. Reaching the emperor level is already the highest level of the Five Elements Continent.

"Sister... where are you?" In the forest, Duanmu Quan led a group of people to find him.

"Brother..." Duanmushuang threw herself into the young man's arms, tears pouring down her face, her body trembling unceasingly, she was obviously frightened by what happened just now, although she is usually spoiled and domineering, she is still a child after all, when she met this It's normal to be scared and cry.

"Okay, my sister is fine, it's fine." The young man caressed Duan Mushuang's back and comforted him softly.

Seeing the scene of their brother and sister dating each other, Yang Mengyuan's watery purple eyes couldn't help but feel a little sour. Once upon a time, there was someone who loved her like this, but it's a pity that she couldn't go back.

Yang Yanfeng's disgusted expression towards her flashed in his mind, his heart became more and more sour, he couldn't bear to look any longer, turned around and pulled out the sword not far away, and left.

"Wait a minute..." Yang Mengyuan was called to stop before taking a few steps.

Hearing the voice, Yang Mengyuan stiffened her back, and deliberately lowered her voice to make the voice a bit deeper, "Is there something wrong?"

"Who are you?" In the crowd, two teenagers in white came together.

It was Yang Yanfeng and Xia Yuchen who came, and it was Yang Yanfeng who spoke out. He was dressed in white clothes, and his temperament was naturally flamboyant and cold, and his slender figure was set off by his white clothes. .

Xia Yuchen's gold-rimmed snow robe was spotless, her long golden hair reflected a circle of dazzling golden light, and her honey-colored eyes were like the most luxurious opal in the world. The nobility makes it hard to resist the gentle charm.

Yang Yanfeng is cold and flamboyant, but Xia Yuchen is noble and elegant.

The two teenagers with different temperaments are equally outstanding, and they are also admired and worshiped by the citizens of the Millennium Empire.

Seeing the two, the others gave way one after another.

"A passer-by, if you have nothing to do, leave first..." Yang Mengyuan replied calmly, she didn't dare to turn her head, for fear that the two of them would find out her identity, and she just wanted to leave here quickly.

"You can't leave..." After saying that, a white shadow instantly blocked her way.

Yang Mengyuan raised her head and stared at Xia Yuchen's purple pupils covered with anger, why does this person always go against her.

"Uh..." The moment Xia Yuchen looked at Yang Mengyuan, his eyes suddenly stopped.

At this time, Yang Mengyuan was wearing a modern night gown, her face was covered, what Xia Yuchen saw was her pair of holy purple eyes, which were as cool and luxurious as snow and otherworldly fireworks.

A distant memory kept slipping through my mind, and blurry scenes flashed before my eyes—I wanted to catch it, but I couldn't, and finally it was fixed on the pair of glass-colored purple eyes that were as pure as water and without impurities.

"Did we meet somewhere?" Xia Yuchen asked softly, his tender voice seemed to dissolve everything in the world.

Yang Mengyuan cried out inwardly, thinking that Xia Yuchen had already recognized her.

A ray of light flashed down from the sky, and the old man was already standing in front of her and Xia Yuchen. It was the old man holding the dragon head scepter just now.

The old man has white hair and a gray beard, but he is in good spirits. His cloudy eyes are shining sharply, his face looks very serious, and there is a faint stream of peaceful light turning around his body.

"Dean..."

"It's the dean who's back."

The group of young people who followed Duanmu Quan saw the old man get excited one by one.

"Yo! How are you, boys?"

"Oh, isn't that Xiaofeng?"

As soon as Yang Yanfeng saw the old man, his complexion suddenly turned bad, and he could faintly see his facial muscles twitching, as if he didn't like to see the dean very much.

How could he be faster than an emperor-level fighting spirit as a golden fighting spirit, and he was hugged tightly by the old man in the blink of an eye.

"Let me go." Yang Yanfeng, who was being hugged, had black lines all over his head, and it was rare for other colors to appear on that cold face.

"I haven't seen Xiaofeng for so long. Do you want to be a teacher? As a teacher, I miss you every day instead of eating and drinking."

"I don't want to..." Yang Yanfeng said coldly.

It turned out that Yang Yanfeng was actually the principal's apprentice, and everyone who didn't know was surprised for a while.

"Xiaofeng is still so uncute, be careful that you won't get a little daughter-in-law in the future."

"Enough is enough for me..." Yang Yanfeng's entire face finally turned black.

"Oh! It's not cute, it's not a cute apprentice." The old man let go of Yang Yanfeng's hand before he got angry, and complained to himself, then turned around and glanced at everyone, "Why are you playing here?"

"Mentor, Duanmushuang was caught by a blood bat, and we have been tracking this place all the way. Why is Mr. Dean here?" Xia Yuchen said.

"I just came back from Tianshan Mountain, and found that there is an evil spirit here, so I came here to take a look, children, are you all right?"

At this time, Duanmu Shuang, who was pear blossom and raining, poked her head out timidly from Duanmu Quan's embrace, and whispered, "I'm fine, it was that girl who saved me."

Duanmushuang's eyes turned to Yang Mengyuan gratefully, and everyone's eyes followed hers to Yang Mengyuan.

Originally, I had been watching the old man playing tricks, but I didn't expect that everyone's eyes had already turned to her.

Yang Mengyuan was only slightly taken aback, then looked away, and said in a deep voice, "It's nothing to do with a little effort."

Yang Mengyuan quickly looked away, but everyone still saw the pair of purple eyes. Although it was just a flicker, they were suddenly in a dream, such a beautiful pair of purple eyes.

"I still have something to do next, let's go ahead."

Yang Mengyuan left quickly under dazed eyes, but this time Xia Yuchen didn't stop her, but just stared at her leaving back thoughtfully.

Who is this person?

(End of this chapter)