The Land of the Earth

On the other side, in the solemn and mysterious hall of the academy, sunlight shines through the colorful glazed windows and sprinkles on the ground, forming colorful light and shadows.

Dean Chen looked solemnly at Tian Yuan, Feng Qi, Chao Yun, and He Jiaojiao, the best students in the academy, and slowly said, "You are the students with the highest cultivation level in the academy. This time, follow Coach Wang to Qufeng Island to eliminate the demons.

The situation on Qufeng Island is now extremely critical. It seems to be cursed by the devil, and demons are rampant. They are like evil spirits from hell, trampling on lives wantonly, burning, killing, looting and doing all kinds of evil. Wherever they go, it is a mess, like purgatory on earth.

The local people are suffering terribly and living in endless fear. Their lives are like a candle in the wind and may be crushed by the claws of demons at any time.

This is both a brutal challenge and a rare training opportunity for you to be reborn."

Dean Chen paused, a look of deep regret in his eyes, "In these short two years, you have already turned eighteen years old, and your cultivation has reached the third realm of tranquility. It is time to experience real battle.

You know, Song Chaoming and Jingyun have always been the best among you. If they were still here, this operation might be more reliable. You are well aware of their abilities. If they were still alive, they would definitely play a huge role in this battle."

When everyone heard this, their expressions darkened, and their eyes flashed with longing and regret for Song Chaoming and Jingyun. It felt like there was a huge rock pressing on their hearts, depressing and sad.

Seeing this, Coach Wang broke the somewhat heavy atmosphere and said loudly, "Alright, stop thinking about it. Let's go. Follow me to Qufeng Island."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out the door. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step was accompanied by an unquestionable majesty, and that momentum seemed to be able to dispel the haze around him.

Tian Yuan, Feng Qi and the others looked at each other, their fighting spirit rekindled in their eyes, a determination not to back down even in the face of danger. They followed Coach Wang and flew towards the Wind-Fighting Island.

Three hours later, they finally arrived at the Wind-Driven Island. This island should have been beautiful and peaceful, like a pearl on the sea, surrounded by jewel-blue waters.

The waves gently hit the rocks on the shore, splashing white waves, and the sound is like a beautiful music played by nature.

The island is covered with green trees, and the branches and leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if they are dancing.

Various exotic flowers and plants compete with each other in beauty, emitting bursts of fragrance in the breeze, attracting colorful butterflies to fly among the flowers.

However, at this time, Qufeng Island was shrouded in a thick haze as thick as ink, and the sky was filled with dark clouds, like a monster with bared fangs and claws.

From time to time, black smoke rises from the island, emitting a pungent stench, as if it is the breath of death, the trace of evil left behind by the rampant demons.

The island owner had been waiting anxiously on the shore. His face was as haggard as a withered flower, and his eyes were full of fear of the monster.

The fear penetrated deep into his bones, causing his body to tremble slightly, but at the same time he was filled with anticipation for help, just like longing for a ray of light in the darkness.

Seeing Coach Wang and the others coming, the island owner stumbled forward in a hurry as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

His voice trembled like a leaf in the wind as he spoke, "I'll leave the demons to you. Everyone on the island is too scared to go out. Life is a nightmare. People die every day. It's horrible."

Coach Wang patted the island owner on the shoulder, his eyes as determined as a burning torch, and said, "Don't worry, island owner, leave it to us."

Afterwards, Coach Wang led the group towards the island. They walked along a winding path, with the surrounding trees taking on strange and bizarre shapes.

Some branches are twisted like ferocious devil's claws, with unidentified objects hanging on the claws, as if they want to grab passers-by and drag them into the endless dark abyss.

From time to time, eerie sounds came from the grass, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching in the dark, or as if wronged souls were crying. Every sound made people feel cold and their hair stood on end.

After walking for an hour, suddenly, a deafening roar was heard, and the sound was like the roar from hell. Then, a large group of Fierce Sky Tigers rushed out from all directions like a tide and surrounded everyone.

These Fierce Sky Tigers are huge, each one is as tall as two people. Their bodies are covered with burning flame-like patterns, which are like flowing magma, emitting suffocating high temperatures.

His eyes were like two burning flames, as red as blood, filled with cruelty and tyranny, as if they wanted to burn everything in the world to ashes.

They opened their bloody mouths, and the fangs in their mouths were like extremely sharp daggers, each one flashing with cold light. There were still traces of blood and minced meat of previous victims on them, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Hot breath kept spewing out of his mouth. That breath was like the flame spewed out by a fire dragon. The temperature was extremely high. Wherever it went, the air seemed to be ignited. The ground instantly became charred, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees quickly withered and turned into ashes under this high temperature.

Tian Yuan looked at the Fierce Sky Tigers in front of him, his brows slightly furrowed, and a thought of missing Song Chaoming and Jingyun flashed through his mind. He thought to himself: "If Song Chaoming and Jingyun were here, it would be great. They are so powerful. If we fight together, these Fierce Sky Tigers will not be a problem for us.

However, now we can only rely on ourselves, and it is time to let everyone see the results of my hard work over the past two years."

He stomped his feet on the ground so hard that cracks appeared on the ground and dust flew up.

He formed seals with his hands so quickly that only afterimages were left behind. He muttered something, and the spell was like an ancient war song, full of power.

In an instant, a powerful fire force gushed out from his body like a volcanic eruption, forming a blazing sea of ​​fire around him.

The sea of ​​fire spread rapidly, and the fire was so fierce that it seemed to burn the entire sky red.

The flames swept towards the Fierce Tiger like a demon with bared fangs and claws. Wherever it passed, the ground was scorched and cracked. Even the hard stones began to melt under the high temperature, making a sizzling sound.

Feng Qi was not to be outdone. His expression was as cold as frost in the cold winter, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

He waved his hands with a graceful and powerful movement, and countless long swords condensed from the power of wind appeared around him.

The swords hummed in the wind, the sound like the whisper of death, as if longing to drink blood.

The sword blades were extremely sharp, flashing coldly in the sunlight. Each sword looked like a deadly weapon incarnated by the wind spirit.

Following Feng Qi's low shout, the sound echoed in the valley like thunder, and the Wind Sword Formation shot towards the group of Fierce Sky Tigers like lightning. Wherever the sword formation passed, the air was cut into pieces, making a sharp whistling sound, as if the space was groaning in pain.

Chaoyun stood calmly in place. He took a deep breath, the breath as strong as a dragon sucking water, and pressed his hands on the ground.

His stone power poured into the ground like a river bursting its banks, and the ground began to tremble violently, as if a strong earthquake had occurred.

Suddenly, pairs of huge hands made of rocks and soil stretched out from the ground. Those hands were like the arms of giants, and each finger was extremely thick, covered with hard rocks and sharp stones.

He stretched out his palm to grab Lie Tianhu, and the momentum was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, with astonishing strength.

Every grab was able to hold several Fierce Tigers tightly. The Fierce Tigers struggled desperately in this huge palm, and their sharp claws scratched deep marks on the rocks, but they could not break free and could only roar angrily.

He Jiaojiao bit her lips lightly, drawing a trace of blood, but she was completely unaware. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, a courage that was ready to face death.

She raised the staff in her hand, the gem on the top of the staff emitted a dazzling light, and she chanted a spell as complicated as a maze.

In an instant, the sky changed violently, and the already cloudy sky became even darker. The dark clouds gathered together like an enraged beast, forming a huge storm like a whirlpool.

The center of the storm is as deep as a black hole, as if it wants to swallow everything.

Immediately afterwards, purple lightning bolts came down from the vortex of the storm like angry dragons. The lightning bolts were as thick as giant pythons, and each one contained the energy to destroy the world. Like a divine dragon descending to the earth, they smashed heavily into the group of Fierce Sky Tigers.

Every time a bolt of lightning hits the Fierce Sky Tiger, there will be a deafening explosion. The sound is like the death knell of the end of the world, accompanied by dazzling light, illuminating everything around it like daylight.

After being struck by thunder, some of the Lietian Tigers were blown to pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, while others were charred all over by the electric shock and rolled on the ground in pain.

Coach Wang stood among the crowd. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and he was always paying attention to the situation on the battlefield.

I saw him dancing with his hands, his movements were as natural and powerful as flowing water, and a low roar came from his mouth, and the roar sounded like the roar of an ancient beast.

Chains made of rock emerged from the ground. These chains were like spirit snakes, each section was extremely hard, and the surface was covered with mysterious runes.

The chain quickly wrapped around Lie Tianhu at a speed as fast as lightning.

The rock chains were extremely tough. Once they wrapped around the Fierce Tiger, they would lock it tightly, preventing it from breaking free. The Fierce Tiger struggled frantically under the chains, but it was in vain, and it could only roar in anger.

Under the joint attack of everyone, although the group of Fierce Sky Tigers were ferocious, they also began to panic.

They kept roaring, their roars mixed with fear and anger, trying to break through the crowd's defenses, but they were suppressed by this powerful attack.

The flames of battle burned fiercely on the Wind-Driving Island, thick smoke billowed, shouts, roars, and explosions intertwined, and a fierce battle between humans and demons, as fierce as the battle of Doomsday, began. The entire Wind-Driving Island trembled in this battle.