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The land that was still covered with twilight just now suddenly turned dark, the horizon illuminated by the setting sun was extinguished instantly, and the haze fell, covering the entire Yushan, the entire Ancheng City, and the entire human world in the shadow of the coming storm.

"what happened?"

"Why is it windy suddenly? Is it going to rain?"

Within a radius of tens of kilometers, people who were busy with the affairs at hand rushed to the window. What they saw was overwhelming dark clouds covering the dome, and then a wind current without warning swept up, stirring the vegetation to sway like a dance.

Suddenly someone screamed, picked up the mobile phone on one side, opened the window and pointed in the direction of Yushan Mountain in the distance: "Hey, look at the clouds over there!"

Where he pointed, flowing hazes were converging, like a vortex in the sea. There was lightning flashing in the vortex, and something was ready to go, and the roar of the sky was vaguely revealed.

What they didn't see was that directly below the haze was the campus of Kunlun University.

The wind swept past, and the students who were active in the campus were blinded by the wind and sand. They raised their hands to cover their eyes and yelled to each other in the wind.

As soon as the rustling conversation started, it was completely drowned out by a loud explosion—it was the earth-shattering thunder, as if a huge war drum was beating on the dark cloud. Looking up, A few bolts of white light rolled among the dark clouds, as if a swimming dragon shuttled between the clouds.

The students put down their hands covering their ears and stared blankly at the overwhelming clouds. It was not until the thunder had completely dissipated that someone finally reacted.

"Could it be... Tianlei?!"

Although they had made good psychological preparations before, when they actually faced this vision, these half-grown children still couldn't help their legs go weak. And almost at the same time as he yelled, the familiar notification sounded in everyone's ears, and it was Wu Xin who conveyed Wei Ze's words.

"Attention all students, please pay attention to all students, the time for crossing the catastrophe is approaching, and the thunder catastrophe is about to reach the sky above the campus. Please return to the dormitory immediately, to avoid being accidentally injured by the thunder. Repeat, everyone return to the dormitory immediately!"

The conjecture came true, and no one who heard the notice dared to be negligent. The students who were originally scattered all over the campus immediately gathered like an ant colony out of a hole, and flowed into the dormitory building uniformly.

But no one returned to the room. Everyone climbed up to the upper floor and gathered on the balcony of the dormitory building, squeezing each other and looking up at each other——At this time, the thunder light had spread all over the sky, as if it was going to cover the world in this dark cloud under.

This is the prospect of catastrophe. The power from the Void, targeting this campus, is about to emerge.

"Is this Thunder Tribulation...Then Teacher Wei..."

Everyone who saw this scene was frightened, and subconsciously looked towards the balcony of the Book Pavilion. There stood a white figure facing the wind, with Taoist robes fluttering up and down in the wind.

"It's really here." Wei Ze clenched the Longquan sword in his hand, turned around and said to Yan Ruyu behind the door of the Book Pavilion, "Let's start."

"Naturally." Yan Ruyu's answer was heard from inside the building, "There is nothing to fear from the Thunder Tribulation ahead, fellow daoists, let's just watch the old man cast spells."

As soon as the words fell, the originally dark bookstore lit up.

No lights were lit, but the numberless paintings engraved on the wall gave off light. The pages of the psychic book trembled in the light, and the literary energy gushing out like a vast sea filled the entire attic. In this ocean of culture, Yan Ruyu with her eyes closed was floating in it.

"Ho...ho—"

In the golden light, Yan Ruyu with closed eyes suddenly let go of her voice and began to chant, her voice was strange, like shouting like singing, coming from afar like howling wolves.

Accompanied by his singing, the overflowing spiritual power surged up again, and golden light gushed out from the doors and windows of the bookstore, flowing to all parts of the campus, dyeing the students' magic circle brightly.

The talisman papers all over the place began to burn, and strange ghostly talismans appeared on the ground. Hundreds of dots of light extend and connect with each other, forming a large net that envelops the entire campus, and the gushing golden light becomes a light film covering it,

At first glance, the campus seems to be held under a giant translucent umbrella.

This is the real Earth Demon Formation. The parts polished by the students are finally assembled into a daunting metaphysics machine in front of them. At this time, the machine was running at full speed, protecting the campus and fighting against the power from the sky.

There was another thunderclap, and the rolling electric light finally penetrated the clouds, illuminating the overcast mountains and also illuminating Wei Ze's face. He bent down a little, jumped up, and the moment he stepped on the top floor, the first electric light passed through the sky and the earth, projecting the projection of all things into the sky.

"coming!"

Yan Ruyu in the book pavilion suddenly opened her eyes, opened her arms wide open, and her stern chant echoed throughout the book pavilion.

"The wind is blowing—the clouds are flying! Vega and the sea—return to the hometown! And the warriors—guard the four directions!"

When the "Song of the Great Wind" from thousands of years ago sounded, the pictures of mountains, rivers, and communities suddenly scattered around, and countless small golden characters splashed out, forming the full text of poems in the air, circling and rolling up a violent storm. The storm of words spread from the book pavilion, contaminating the formation of earth demons outside the building, causing them all to surge at the same time, connecting with the splitting thunder, like two giant pythons tearing apart in the air.

"Shooting the white-fronted tiger of Zhongshan is as good as Ye's killing the yellow beard--swimming for three thousand miles in one body! One sword once blocked a million divisions!"

"Veteran's Walk" sounded, and there was a sonorous roar in the storm, as if there were thousands of troops galloping in it. The sky thunder in the seesaw was gradually torn apart, torn into pieces and scattered with thunder light.

"This is the sage of literature... It really is the real literature that conveys the truth and uses literature as power."

Wei Ze stood on the balcony, at the place closest to the sky, fully taking in the scene of the confrontation between man and nature: Yan Ruyu's defensive magic circle defuses the threat of Heavenly Tribulation, which is in line with expectations. And the next Zheng Lei will be picked up by him.

Flipping out with one hand, he had already prepared several spells in his palm. He raised his head and waited quietly.

At the same moment, in the Book Pavilion, Yan Ruyu turned her back to the sky, her voice opened wide, and the last line of the poem rushed out, which seemed to be more shocking than the thunder——

"I laugh at the sky from the sidelines, and I will save my heart and gall in Kunlun!"

In the end, it was actually "Inscription Wall in Prison" from the Qing Dynasty, which was obviously a new word he had learned from that Chinese textbook. Accompanied by the roar, the golden energy reached its peak, the mask spread, and the lightning that fought against it was actually intercepted in the air.

And this scene fell in the eyes of the observing students in front of the building, and it was like a huge stone stirring the hearts of the students.

This is what they learned. The magic circle outlined by them stroke by stroke is now fighting against the law of heaven!

Unconscious screams erupted in the dormitory building. They all saw Wei Ze's figure clearly under the light that day. In the reflection, the figure was as motionless as a mountain, and there was no uncertainty at all as they imagined - this crossing the catastrophe will surely Success, this is the highest ceremony and test in the world of cultivating immortals, and they are about to witness this moment!

"I really didn't expect... just those small magic circles can be so powerful together..." Among the crowd, someone murmured in shock.

"That's not true! It's also thanks to Brother Xiao and the others who helped us connect our respective magic circles, otherwise there would be no such effect." Immediately someone picked up his words, and the speaker showed off proudly, Then suddenly something happened.

"Huh? Where did Brother Xiao go?"