Chapter 240 I am a top student.

Chapter 240 I am a top student.

The boiling crowd watched as a cloud of black smoke rushed out of the temple and crashed into the body of the golden statue.

A light flashed in the ruby ​​eyes of the golden statue.

Lilith's voice and the golden statue's deep voice sounded at the same time.

"Asia—"

"I finally found you—"

Tuoba Qing looked up suddenly, and his soul trembled at hearing the name.

"Is she calling me?" Ai Wanxin asked in confusion.

Tuoba Qiong clenched his fists, not knowing how to answer, when he heard a voice coming out of nowhere from behind Ai Wanxin.

"Sister, that means Child of the Stars in the ancient Hidan language."

The environment was too noisy just now, and Tuoba Qiong did not notice Jing's breathing mixed in with it. Now that he knew that he had also arrived, his mind was filled with mixed thoughts. In the end, he closed his eyes, said nothing, and turned to look at the golden statue.

Ai Wanxin asked in surprise: "You also know a second foreign language?"

Jing smiled and said, "I am a top student."

Ai Wanxin recalled for a moment his eye-catching silver hair and skull earrings.

Do today’s top students even have to dress in curly styles?

"Asaiah!" Lilith didn't get a response, so she raised her voice in annoyance.

The thunderous sound of the golden statue caused ordinary people in the temple square to bleed from their mouths and noses, and they blocked their ears in pain.

Beside the golden statue, Sheng Xiuming's legs went weak, a familiar feeling of powerlessness came over him, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Qin Tianlang quickly supported him. When Sheng Xiuming raised his eyes, Qin Tianlang's face became charred and festered again, with skin and flesh falling off.

The magic power just now has faded.

"Why..." Sheng Xiuming muttered unconsciously with panic in his eyes.

Someone saw the change in them and shouted, "His face!"

"what's the situation?"

“Is it actually fake?”

"City Lord, what is going on?"

"What was that black smoke just now?"

"Are you lying to us?"

"Is it really a false god?!"

The people in the audience questioned Sheng Xiuming harshly, but he couldn't answer a single word.

When the man found him, he once said that as long as he summoned the Witch of Resurrection and offered enough sacrifices, he would be able to have a healthy body again.

He didn't care how many people were sacrificed. Ever since he injured his leg, these people had been looking at him and examining him with strange eyes filled with prying, mocking, and pity.

Even though he and Qin Tianlang had saved so many people and stabilized the situation in Frost City, they were still so high and mighty in front of him, and had such a sense of superiority, just because they had a pair of healthy legs.

He didn't care if all these people died.

But Qin Tianlang broke with him because of this.

If, if she had appeared earlier, he wouldn't have to do this!

Qin Tianlang watched the confusion and hatred in Sheng Xiuming's eyes interweave, and finally freeze into madness. He tightly grasped Sheng Xiuming's shoulders and shouted: "Xiuming, it's not too late to turn back now!"

Sheng Xiuming reached his hand into his arms, a golden light flashed, and he swung the golden dagger violently, forcing Qin Tianlang to let go and step back two steps.

“Who wants to turn back?” He fell on the stone steps, his meticulously combed hair falling in front of his eyes. He thrust the golden dagger into the floor tiles and shouted, “Lilith, start the resurrection ceremony immediately!”

The dark red light band quickly climbed up the body of the golden statue along the cracks in the bricks, and Lilith, who was burned by the curse, let out a shrill wail.

Sheng Xiuming was hit back by a force that he could not bear, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. Qin Tianlang was shocked and rushed forward to pry his hands open.

"Vile mortal--!" Lilith's painful voice merged with the thunderous voice of the Golden Statue. She was furious and swung the Golden Statue's heavy arm towards Sheng Xiuming. If Sheng Xiuming was touched by such a heavy force, his head would be shattered and he would be crushed into meat paste.

In a flash, Qin Tianlang's body expanded rapidly, and iron-gray scales covered his entire body, standing between the golden statue and Sheng Xiuming like a small mountain.

"Bang——" a dull crash sound echoed throughout the temple square.

The gray steel giant crossed his arms and half-knelt on the ground to block the thundering blow from the golden statue.

The floor tiles under his feet, unable to withstand the weight of the blow, cracked into a circle of circular cracks.

Qin Tianlang swallowed the blood in his throat, gritted his teeth and let out a low roar, pushing back the giant arm of the golden statue.

He turned around and quickly grabbed the golden dagger that was stuck in the ground, pulled it out, and threw it under the cliff.

Ai Wanxin's mind moved, and the golden parabola came to an abrupt halt in the air.

In the space, the system's distorted voice shouted: "Obtain the owner of the Holy Spirit Battle Blade! It's the Holy Spirit Battle Blade!"

Without having time to study what the Holy Spirit Battle Blade was, Ai Wanxin summoned the little fox.

In mid-air, a bright red five-tailed fox raised its head and let out a clear and long cry.

Ai Wanxin gently touched its drooping tail, climbed onto the little fox's back, and shouted, "Get everyone away."

"Stop them!" Sheng Xiuming, with blood all over his mouth, shouted at his guards.

However, before they could raise their guns, the barrels of the guns in their hands melted and bound their hands tightly.

Pei Junlin and He Yang threw off their big scarves and appeared on the mountain path one after another, knocking the weapons in the hands of the guards into the valley. Without the control of the guards, the people on the mountain path turned around and ran down the mountain.

The temple square was packed with people. Seeing the golden statue going crazy, everyone got up in a panic and squeezed towards the path down the mountain.

Zhuo Lingying, Ma Xiaochuan and others shouted, trying to maintain order: "Don't push, don't panic!"

Tuoba Qing's anti-gravity field unfolded, and the pressure on the people who fell into a pile due to panic was relieved, and they escaped the fate of being trampled to death.

A black crack appeared in the center of the square, and a tall, silver-haired young man walked out of it. He looked up at Ai Wanxin in the air and said, "Sister, I'll help too."

He smiled and asked everyone to escape through the shadow passage, but the people in the square would rather squeeze into the mountain path than step into the darkness.

On the steps, the golden statue was pushed back half a step by Qin Tianlang. When he bent over to pick up Sheng Xiuming, his giant arm swung out again, hitting the broad back of the iron giant with a "bang", sweeping him and Sheng Xiuming out together.

A mouthful of hot blood sprayed on Sheng Xiuming's face, and Qin Tianlang immediately lost consciousness.

Just as the two were about to fall into the crowd, a black giant beast appeared as fast as lightning in the direction where the two were swept away. Yin Yanhan stretched out his arms and grabbed them, and with his bare hands he unloaded the iron giant's impact force like a cannonball, and threw the two to the side of Ma Xiaochuan and others.

Just as Ai Wanxin lowered his body and rushed towards the golden statue, a dark green beam of light shot up into the sky from the center of the golden dome of the temple.

The beam of light hit the dense clouds on the top of the Spirit Temple Mountain. The green beam of light spread over the clouds like a spider web, entwining into a huge and complicated magic circle.

Tuoba Qiong shouted anxiously: "Oh no, it's the Hell Well!"