I just became a ghost, and someone danced on my grave

Chen Xuan walked out of Haoran Academy, stood on the street, and glanced in the direction of the palace.

In the palace, all the ministers of Daxia who had been clamoring for revenge against Chen Xuan just now panicked.

"This devil actually looks in the direction of our palace, what should we do? Will he reach the palace?"

"He comes to the palace, how can we stop him?"

Listening to the slightly frightened sounds around him, the Emperor of Daxia couldn't help but shook his head.

These people are still thinking about dealing with the Ghost Ancestor. I'm afraid that when the Ghost Ancestor comes, they will be scared to death.

But in his heart Although he despises it, the Emperor of Daxia himself is heartbroken.

Tens of thousands of people in Haoran Academy died at the hands of the opponent. Although he still has hidden masters in the palace, is it enough for Daxia

? A trace of bitterness arose in the emperor's heart.

Chen Xuan just glanced at the palace and continued to walk outside.

He had decided to leave.

No power in Daxia could threaten him. As for the forces behind Daxia, if they dared Take action, Chen Xuan does not recommend giving them an unforgettable lesson

"This devil is finally leaving, and the haze that has shrouded my city in Zhongdu is about to dissipate."

Many people murmured to themselves.

Today is destined to become a nightmare for many people. Fortunately, this nightmare is about to pass.

But Chen Xuan stopped before he had time to walk out of the city.

Because in front of the street, hundreds of figures blocked the way.

These people were all wearing green clothes and holding long swords in their hands. Each of them exuded a fierce momentum and terrifying killing intent.

Looking at their clothes, you can tell that they are disciples of Haoran Academy.

Tens of thousands of people in Haoran Academy were killed, and the entire The Great Xia was shaken.

And many disciples who were close to the capital city had already rushed back.

There were many disciples in Haoran Academy, and there were 300,000 monks recorded in the book. Those who came at this moment were only a very small part. There were hundreds of people in front. , each of them can be called a master.

The leaders are all strong men in the Dan Condensation Realm.

"Devil, you killed countless students of my Haoran Academy, and you will pay for it with blood today!"

The young man headed by him was upright and upright. He was holding three blue swords and was righteous.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but sneer.

"Even your dean died in my hands. Do you want to stop me just by yourself?"

"How joyful is life, how painful is death"

"Kill!"

The young man shouted loudly, his sword light was like a wave, and he rushed directly towards Chen Xuan.

The people behind him also took action.

"Didn't anyone tell you? Sacrifice without results is just folly."

Chen Xuan shook his head.

Without seeing any movement from him, the figures had all exploded and turned into blood mist.

From the beginning to the end, no one could come within ten feet of Chen Xuan's body. , countless strong men are paying attention to the battle here.

These students of Haoran Academy were once famous young heroes.

But they all fell here.

Who can shake that man who is like a demon?

Ten minutes later, Chen Xuan walked out of the gate of Zhongdu City.

Along the way, there were a few students from Haoran Academy who came back sporadically, trying to take action against Chen Xuan.................

However, they were all killed by Chen Xuan.

Until Chen Xuan's figure completely disappeared at the end of the plain.

The entire Zhongdu City was finally freed from the shadows. Everyone let out a sigh of relief.

A country that was suppressed by its own strength could not hold its head up. And the usually majestic royal family never uttered a word after the emperor was killed.

……

On the border of Daxia Kingdom, Qingzhou City.

This is just a small, third-tier city in Daxia.

Outside Qingzhou City, there is also a mass grave.

It is already late at night, the entire Qingzhou City is brightly lit, but the mass grave is dark.

Of course, this darkness is for strangers. For ghosts, night is day.

At this moment, voices could be heard coming from the mass graves.

If you are an accomplished monk, you will be able to see the ghosts floating around in the entire mass grave.

There were hundreds of ghosts gathered in a small mass grave. _

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