Chapter 201 Wuya Academy? What's going on?
The moment the feeling of falling suddenly disappeared, Xiaobai found himself standing on a blue brick square.
The fragment of Chaos Iron burned hot in her palm, reflecting her pupils which had returned to normal.
The formation that was supposed to teleport them to the Nine Netherworld was now floating above the academy's archway and slowly dissipating.
"Wuya Academy?" The ice crystal bell on Nan Ningxia's sword spike jingled, "The teleportation array has been disrupted."
Bai Ze suddenly bit Xiao Bai's sleeve and said, "Little Master, look at the ground."
Golden threads were flowing in the cracks of the blue bricks. They were the extension of the formation that her blood had transformed into. Li Xiaoran squatted down and touched the golden threads. The chain mark on the inside of his arm suddenly glowed: "There are some left here by the lawful ones."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of chimes came from deep within the academy.
The eighteen red-lacquered gates opened one after another, and behind each gate was a completely different scene.
There is an alchemy room lined with alchemy furnaces, a martial arts field covered with knife marks, and even an observatory with a floating star map.
"It's a spatial stack." Bai Huanhuan's rabbit ears popped out from her hair, "Behind each door is an independent little world."
Xiao Bai pressed her chest, where a warm light was beating. "Behind the seventh door is a fragment of my soul." She suddenly opened her eyes wide, "and there is a very familiar breath, strange."
Jing Gan's dragon scales instantly covered half of his face: "Be careful of traps. Since the Heart Demon God can tamper with the teleportation array, maybe..."
"But the golden thread is guiding us in." A drop of golden blood condensed from Xiaobai's fingertips, and the blood bead automatically flew to the seventh door, "And you see."
Ancient words appeared on the door lintel that only she could see: "The world is our chessboard, and you and I are both chess pieces."
The moment he stepped over the threshold, Xiao Bai found himself alone in a circular hall. Bookshelves on the four walls led straight to the dome, and a dice made of starlight was suspended in the center. The dice suddenly stopped spinning, and the upward side showed the three words "Wen Dao Pavilion".
"It seems that we have to challenge them in stages." Bai Ze's voice came from the sea of consciousness, "Young Master, I suspect that the Taoist body in the Nine Nether Abyss..."
The entire row of bookshelves suddenly collapsed, and the classics turned into a rain of black arrows. When Xiaobai turned to avoid it, the chain behind him "clanged" and straightened, shattering all the arrows. The scraps of paper fell to the ground and formed a new hint: "Use a knife as a pen, carve a poem to break the situation"
"It's Junior Brother's special performance." Nan Ningxia's voice came from somewhere, "We are on different floors, but we can sense each other."
"The situation at the top is controlled by the master brother. Anyone who needs support can call the master brother." After Nan Ningxia said this, she saw Fan Wuzhi flip over and fly up.
When Xiaobai reached the top floor, his moon-white gown was soaked with sweat. The space on this floor was constantly twisting, sometimes turning into a casino, sometimes returning to a college. A man wearing a bronze mask sat on the dealer's seat, playing with three blood-colored dice.
"Want to place a bet?" the man said drunkenly, "The winner can take anything in the forbidden area."
Xiaobai suddenly pressed his forehead. The faint sword marks on the cuffs of the dealer were clearly the unique marks of the Xinghe Sect's "Wanyue Style" when it was closing.
The gambling table suddenly shook, and three extraterritorial demons emerged from the cracks in the void. The dealer threw the dice fiercely, and one of them brushed Xiaobai's ear and pinned the demon to the wall.
"Be careful on the left side." The dealer suddenly switched to the secret language of the Xinghe Sect. Xiaobai instinctively used the "Star Shift" and stood back to back with him to form a defensive position. The two of them coordinated their sword moves perfectly, as if they had practiced it thousands of times.
When the last demon turned into black smoke and dissipated, the dealer's mask suddenly cracked. He hurriedly tried to fix it, but the small jade sword hanging around his neck was revealed.
Xiaobai took a look and thought it looked very familiar. It was exactly the same as the sword of the senior sister. Who is this? Could it be a relative of the senior sister?
"Nine Turns of the Galaxy?" The dealer stared at Xiao Bai's last move and said, "How could this girl do that?"
The tip of Xiaobai's sword trembled as he pointed at the wine gourd on his waist: "Mo... Mo Qingchen? Are you my master whom I have never met?"
Xiao Bai reacted in an instant. No wonder the sword was the same as the one given by the senior sister. It should have been given by the senior sister. In fact, it was indeed the gift that Nan Ningxia carved when she was a child and gave it to Mo Qingchen as a gift for becoming a disciple. The dice in the dealer's hand fell to the ground with a click.
He took off his mask with a wry smile, revealing his drunken face: "If I had known it was you, I should have bet everything on you, my little disciple.
The forbidden stone door suddenly opened, revealing a starry chaotic space. Countless chains hung down from the void, locking a glowing humanoid figure with the same natural body as Xiao Bai. Bai Ze suddenly jumped out from the shadows: "As expected, my little master, you are..."
Mo Qingchen's wine gourd suddenly exploded, and the wine condensed into a defensive formation in the air. More than a dozen extraterritorial demons broke through the roof, and the leader had vertical pupils similar to the Heart Demon God.
"The bet is not over yet." Mo Qingchen protected Xiaobai behind him, a sharp light flashed in his drunken eyes, "Girl, I will teach you a new trick. Watch it."
He pointed his sword across the word "Sorrow" written in the wine, and the demons suddenly froze. Xiaobai took the opportunity to cut off the three nearest chains, and the imprisoned light and shadow immediately merged with her.
"Ai Ye is the real name of the Heart Demon God." The master transmitted the message in secret, "The outer demons are divided into two factions. The faction controlled by your second senior brother is..."
The entire academy suddenly tilted. Jing Gan's dragon roar came from the lower level, accompanied by Li Xiaoran's exclamation: "The mark of the lawful ones is devouring space."
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