Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 903: A sage’s prestige and a scheming plan

Sun Mo was worried, not that the Dragon Soul would refuse to be his companion.

Judging from the current situation, Sun Mo didn't expect to conclude a contract with the Dragon Soul at all. He just wanted to leave here alive. It would be better if he could save a few students.

Of course, if you can get the Great Desolate Fulong Scripture, you will be happy.

"The question now is, I promised you, how to run?"

Fleeing under the eyelids of the two Yashengs, Sun Mo just drank the Erguotou of a sprinkler, and did not dare to dream such a dream.

"Leave this to me. I will try my best to let the two Asacles fight inwardly. You will act on your own right and throw out the proof of freedom of mind. First cancel the contract on me, and then throw out the proof of emptiness. Remember, empty The proof must not be forgotten."

Dragon Soul warns.

Sun Mo suddenly persuaded. His luck in this life has never been better. He drank beer and never drank ‘one more bottle’ on the lid.

You know, there is never a pie in the sky. If it does, then people will basically be crushed to death.

Fortunately, Sun Mo is a psychic master, so after the dragon soul repeatedly told himself to release the proof of the sky, he speculated a possibility.

As a spirit body, the dragon soul needs to be parasitic on a host in order to leave here.

This host is responsible for providing aura to the dragon soul.

"Speaking of my aura, can I afford an ancient dragon soul?"

Sun Mo thought, bit his lip suddenly, wishing to slap himself.

When is this all, life is gone, still caring about this?

The Dragon Soul also knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get out of trouble, and after pretending to be deep and reserved, he spoke.

"Two sub-sages, your realm is a little worse, and you are not qualified to be my companions!"

Dragon Soul despised.

"The saint also came from the sub-sage. For our master teachers, we value a person's potential more than the status quo."

Murong Ye talked freely.

"Then show your potential!"

The Dragon Soul spoke.

Murongye and Duanmu Li frowned suddenly. With their wisdom, of course, they understood the meaning of the dragon soul sentence, that is, let them fight and decide a victory or defeat.

But neither of them moved.

"Why? Because it is Yasheng, did you begin to cherish your life?"

The dragon soul sneered.

"Is there no other way?"

Duanmuli asked.

"Only the winner is slightly qualified to be my companion."

The dragon soul is arrogant.

But everyone took it for granted. This is the ancient dragon, the existence at the top of the food chain. You must know that the founder of the year became a legend because of it, and finally founded the Fulong Academy.

"Lord Duan Jupiter, what do you think?"

Murongye asked, he actually expected this step long ago, so he was not surprised.

"I always think this guy is calculating us!"

Duanmuli is the great master of imperial beasts, but the dragon soul does not give him any reaction at all, which is very abnormal.

Because according to common sense, the beast master will naturally get the closeness of the beast, and being a companion of the dragon soul, it can better exert its combat effectiveness.

But this is a dragon soul, a creature that has never been seen before, so this unresolved phenomenon is understandable.

"Dragon Soul, you are the patron saint of my Fulong Academy, and I am the principal of Fulong. Together, we can stand on the top of Kyushu."

Murongye's thoughts rushed into Dragon Soul's mind like substance.

When you reach the realm of Yasheng, even if the race is different, communication is not a problem.

He didn't say to let the Dragon Soul kill Duanmuli, because once the Dragon Soul agreed to this proposal, he became a companion, and it made sense to kill Duanmuli.

"Don't play tricks, I said, I only respect the winner."

The dragon soul sneered.

Murongye's face changed.

It's a bit embarrassing to be tricked in public.

"I don't want to waste my tongue. After five minutes, if I can't see the result, you guys will get out of here!"

The dragon soul shouted.

Murong Ye's mouth curled up, miscalculating. His original intention was to use the bond between the Dragon Soul and Fulong Academy to make it loyal to him, but now it seems that this is not friendship, but hatred.

"Fulong? I'm so stupid, how come I understand now, these two words don't have the slightest meaning of companionship, they are obviously slavery and conquer."

Murongye thought, shooting like electricity, and slapped Duanmuli with a palm.

Boom!

The spiritual energy exploded, overwhelming.

Those spiritual qi turned into steel cavalry, wearing tenacity and stubbornness, rushing towards Duanmuli.

Duanmu drifted away and then retreated. With a big wave of his hand, his robe sleeves flicked, his spiritual energy shot, and he turned into thousands of beasts. They formed a wave of beasts and rushed towards the steel cavalry.

Boom! boom! boom!

The collision of the two torrents, like an earthquake, made the entire Fulong Hall shake.

"Why? The Dragon Soul didn't listen to your opinion and didn't plan to kill me?"

Duanmuli mocked.

Murongye's careful thinking, how could he not guess.

"Hmph, kill you, I am enough."

Murong Ye coldly snorted, even though he said so, he still gave Murong Mingyue a vague look.

Time to do it.

The subordinates of Duanmuli were originally watching the battle. After all, they rarely see such sub-saint-level battles, but suddenly, a small number of people began to attack others.

Even if these men in black were powerful, they were suddenly attacked by their companions, and they were beaten up, causing a lot of casualties.

Boom! boom! boom!

Outside the hall, there was a deafening roar, followed by a roar and battle, quickly moving from far to near.

"You are here!"

A star general rushed out and presided over the overall situation, but within a minute, his head was held in the hand by a dragon and he was carried back.

Jiang Ji's pupils shrank sharply.

"What's the matter?"

These dragons, most of the skin, are covered with scales, and the rest is pale with traces of decay, no blood, and no eyes, they look like dead, but their combat effectiveness is Strong and terrible.

They swung their sharp claws, and a man in black fell dead.

Whether it’s strength, agility, or explosiveness, these dragon men are far better than the men in black, and the most terrifying thing is that even if the men in black hold a knife, they desperately chop on their necks, the blade is embedded in half an inch, the dragon men Neither die.

You must know that these people in black are all relatives of Duanmuli's direct line, and as he attacked the city and grabbed the land, they were powerful.

"Haha, Lord Duan Jupiter, my Fulong Corps, what do you think?"

Murong Ye shows off.

Students who practice in the Fulong Temple will be exposed to a kind of energy radiation. If exposed to it for a long time, they will gradually become dragons. If they are not treated in time, they will die.

The human beings transformed into dragons have very powerful combat power. The previous principals were reluctant to give up these "combat powers", so after hundreds of years, they have studied how to use some disciplines to turn these corpses into the technology of dragon war puppets. .

Among them, puppetry plays a leading role.

Because Murong Mingyue is very skilled in puppetry, she was naturally selected and joined the "Dragon Corps" headed by the principal.

In order to prevent the puppet masters from making dragon puppets that only obey their orders, each puppet master is only responsible for part of the dragon man transformation.

Of course, because these techniques are so difficult, even if the puppet master is only responsible for a part, they are already exhausted.

But Murong Mingyue is an exception. Her talent is too high. After only one year, she has mastered a full set of puppet transformation techniques.

It took another year to maintain the puppets. In these puppets, a mechanism was buried so that these puppets can only listen to her orders at critical moments.

The last time Sun Mo met Murong Mingyue in that cold morgue, she was called to reform the Dragon Soldier.

To be honest, these things sounded like Murong Mingyue talented, but she didn't want to do them.

Murong Mingyue's ideal is to make the most perfect auxiliary puppet, which can make human life easier and easier, instead of fiddling with those corpses all day.

If it hadn't been for Murongye's righteousness to ask her to continue, she would have resigned.

"Great!"

Duan Muli nodded.

Murongye is not happy anymore. What he hates most is Duanmu Li's eternal appearance, as if no major event can shock him.

"Kill a star master, gained the allegiance of the Dragon Soul, and obtained the Great Desolate Fulong Scripture. Who would dare to stop me from sitting as the principal?"

Murongye's eyes flashed with a light called ambition.

"Murongye is too scheming."

Jiang Ji looked decadent. This time, he was afraid that it would be really bad.

"It is said that the barbarians have stiff brains, a tendon, and straight intestines, but this Murongye, how can I feel that the insidious and cunning can't be added."

A famous teacher from the Central Plains who came to the grassland to ask for life, sighed, I just want to eat a meal in peace, why is it so difficult?

A group of prisoners retreated to the corner.

In the eyes of the man in black and the dragon, the opponent is the enemy, so they don't care about killing these prisoners.

The battle is **** and tragic, and people fall down every moment.

"You don't think you can kill me by relying on these things?"

Duanmuli turned his mouth.

"You don’t even know how many dragon puppets have accumulated in Fulong Academy over the years. You secretly tell you that Fulong Academy has been conducting secret experiments, shutting those practitioners at the bottom of the hall and forcing them to accept The dragon soul energy radiates and transforms into a dragon man."

Murongye broke another big news.

"It's over!"

Jiang Ji wailed. Hearing this secret, Murong Ye would definitely kill him.

Sun Mo feels that it is too normal. Any top school wants to gain a foothold, it must have what it is best at, and it must be prepared for danger in times of peace.

"Duanmuli, this is my home court. Those who are acquainted with it, just obediently catch it. I will leave you a whole body, otherwise my good niece will turn you into a puppet."

Murongye said, laughing.

We are determined to win.

Sure enough, I have no plan.

What **** star master, what Xiao Fulong, haven't I been playing around in the palm of my hand?

When I become the principal of Fulong, I will take this prestigious school and become the supreme of Kyushu, sweeping all the prestigious schools in the Central Plains.

"You are happy now, is it too early?"

Duanmuli sneered, and his hands suddenly became imprinted quickly.

Happiness!

In the dazzling gestures, his four-elephant warfare's body instantly expanded several times, and the eagle swept against the ground. Its huge wings, like a sharp steel knife, directly cut the dragon men. .

The boa constrictor straightened up his upper body. With a flick of his head, the purple poisonous mist spit out. As long as he inhales a little, the whole person is like being brushed with purple dye, and then his body movement stiffens.

The white tiger roared.

Roar!

The souls of everyone felt like they were going to be shattered.

In the end is the giant tortoise, not moving like a mountain, but mysterious golden runes lit up on its tortoise shell, after which countless golden lights sputtered out, but did not disappear, but quickly connected, and finally woven into Created a big net, covering everyone under it.

Om! Hum! Hum!

On the ground, there are also turtle shell-like patterns, bursting with golden light.

"The universe is reversed, life is impermanent, send a wish to Bodhi."

Duanmuli has a solemn face, recites wrinkles, and draws his right hand across his left wrist.

Wow!

A lot of hot and humid blood spilled out, and before it fell to the ground, it turned into a rain of blood, infesting everything one after another.

"I...I am gonna!"

Jiang Ji burst into a swear word, his expression changed: "This...this is a sacrifice to us!"

Jiang Ji could feel the fire of his life, it exploded, and it was burning at a very fast speed, turning into a mysterious force, injected into the giant tortoise.

The expressions of the other prisoners also changed, and there was no more panic, but they did not know what to do. Asheng has carefully prepared the Four Elephants Burning Array for decades. How could it be possible for these low-level masters to break it.

"Fuck, die!"

Sun Mo came to the Middle-earth Kyushu, and he has experienced a few fierce battles of life and death, but never like this. It feels like watching himself become a candle splashed with fire oil, raging Burning, rushing to death.

"No, you can't wait and die!"

Sun Mo is now a dead horse as a living horse doctor, what means is there to use?

Boom! boom! boom!

Strongs of golden aura sprang out from Sun Mo, like a fish in the stream, wagging his tail, and quickly gathered on top of his head.

In the blink of an eye, a golden crown condenses into shape.

Its shape is very simple, except for the various frescoes of God of War carved around it, only the forehead is shaped like a large sword that is erected vertically.

This is the crown of the **** of war.

Slap!

The crown was shattered, and the golden light spots fell on the ground around Sun Mo like fine snow, and then a golden halo emerged.

Om!

Golden light shines.

Sun Mo's burning life was immediately extinguished.

"This..."

Jiang Ji was dumbfounded~IndoMTL.com~Huh? "

Duanmuli turned his head and looked at Sun Mo in surprise. Is this the halo of a master teacher? But why don't I, a learned saint, do not know?

Wait!

Duanmuli suddenly remembered that Sun Mo was in the God of War Canyon. In addition to reading the catalog of the God of War, he seemed to have suddenly realized a brand new halo of Master Teacher.

However, at this time, Duanmuli didn't care about Sun Mo, after all, Murongye was the enemy.

"Murongye, you are too proud of yourself."

Duanmuli sneered: "Your home court? Sorry, I want you to hope, I am Duanmuli, I have no away game in this life, because as long as I stand on my feet, it is my home court."

This statement was shocking and full of domineering spirit.

The decisive battle begins!