Tianwang Mountain shook!

Only one of the more than 3,000 contestants can survive?

Although there were also casualties in the first king's ritual in the past, it was almost negligible when compared with the huge contestants. No madman would start killing the first king's ritual, and the Guangming Academy would not allow such a thing to happen.

However, this time the first king sacrifice was different. In the name of killing, the first king sacrificed the first king. Such bloody and cruelty was not available in the history of the Guangming Academy.

"Grand Cult Department, how can this be done?" Ji Yuanchen looked shocked and shouted loudly.

Three thousand disciples, those are all the seedlings of the Guangming Academy. Today, only one person can walk out of the Heavenly King Mountain alive?

This is not the first king sacrifice, but the Shura Purgatory.

No one can understand why the Academy of Light is like this, darkness and cruelty. If this is spread, the world will surely be shaken.

The reputation of the Guangming Academy for millions of years will be severely damaged.

I couldn't figure it out, even Princess Youhuang, Master Jinshan and others were extremely surprised.

If these seeds grow up, what kind of force will they be? They will fight each other and survive alone?

This is the foundation of self-destruction.

"Major Department, I don't agree. How can the Guangming Academy do such a killing thing? Those are children." A master gritted his teeth and growled.

"The Guangming Academy takes inheriting the fire and educating the world as its responsibility. I don't believe there will be such rules...I want to report this matter..." Ji Yuanchen shouted sternly.

The rules this time caused a shock to the top. Once the killings arise, it will be an incalculable loss. Blood will flow into a river on the Tianwang Mountain. Under the moonlit night, what will be reflected will be a tragic cry that will not be dissipated for thousands of years.

Rumble...

Above the Tianwang Mountain, the originally transparent protective film became dim, and a trace of scarlet red spread in all directions.

"After three days, if the number of survivors exceeds one person, all of them will be killed!"

Another rule came from the mouth of the man in gray robe, shocking everyone.

This is forcing all disciples to take action.

"Who are you?" Ji Yuanchen roared sharply.

He took the man down as soon as he stepped forward.

Buzz...

At this moment, the Grand Sect raised his hand, and the terrible power split like a sky scar, shaking away Ji Yuanchen.

"This is the highest will of the Guangming Academy, but if someone refuses to follow, he will be treated as rebellious." A cold feeling appeared in Wang Xuangang's eyes.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and their faces instantly became extremely ugly.

Obviously, there is no room for maneuver in this matter.

Those disciples, those elite disciples of the Guangming Academy, will wither and fall in the killing, and even they will face their respective fellow disciples, close friends and lovers.

So cruel, so difficult to understand, such a bright Academy...

"Let's start!" Wang Xuangang whispered, his voice rolling like thunder, spreading throughout the Tianwang Mountain.

All the younger generation of disciples looked up at the standing figures in the sky, with shock, panic, helplessness and confusion in their eyes...

No one knows why there are such incredible rules. At this time, they are like little beasts that have been exiled and abandoned. What awaits them will be cruel destiny.

"The Guangming Academy is crazy!"

Wang Qiong's expression was cold and he slowly withdrew his gaze.

Such a terrifying rule actually appeared on the first king's sacrifice in a panic. If all the disciples here were buried, it can be imagined that within ten years, the Guangming Academy would be unable to recover its vitality.

Wang Qiong didn't understand, and no one understood.

"Idol!"

"Old Wang!"

Ming Haoran, Huo Qingming, Ming Qingsha and others' expressions changed suddenly and they cried out in vain.

Under this army of demon spirits, no one can escape, and this ability is simply not something that humans can compete with.

"Destroy!"

Suddenly, Wang Qiong snapped his fingers, the lake water shook, and the demon spirits dissipated invisible like dust and sand, and the magic circle under his feet suddenly disappeared.

This scene made everyone fall into shock and shock.

"Broken...break?"
Chapter completed!