I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

Shangcang Academy consists of three parts.

In addition to the Beast Emperor's Palace, there are also the Tower of Babel and the Temple.

Of these two places, the Tower of Babel is still the holy place for cultivation of Shangcang Academy.

Ye Chongren not only placed his own Wandaoyuan Monument and experience inside to help them break through.

He also used Dao fire to refine many mysterious beads and injected spiritual power into them. The spiritual power inside the Tower of Babel was so rich that it was almost liquefied.

Even in the core area, the cultivation holy places of the four imperial clans are far inferior. After all, they are not so generous as to use the mysterious beads to create a cultivation environment.

The most important thing is that the flow of internal time has also changed, slowing down by more than ten times.

Ye Chongren even left a trump card of his own in it.

The temple was originally the place where the ferocious beast tribe inherited its heritage. After Ye Chongren took away the origin of the Heart Beast Emperor, it no longer lived up to its name.

Now it has been transformed by Ye Chongren, who has placed all the magical skills he has acquired into it, making it another foundation of Shangcang Academy.

At this moment, the sky above this palace and tower suddenly became dark.

The shadows cast by people covered the entire Shangcang Academy.

Several forces enveloped the entire academy.

It's like the sky is falling.

Surrounded from all sides.

Six forces, flags fluttering.

The Eastern Imperial Family.

Ximen imperial family.

Nangong imperial family.

Beitang imperial family.

Among the three great divine kingdoms, there are the Kingdom of Eternal Night and the Kingdom of Fantasy Moon.

The six major forces, like mountains, pressed down on this space.

Like a tiger, it is eyeing Shangcang Academy with eager eyes.

"Ye Chongren... come out and die!"

A middle-aged man from the Ximen Imperial Clan shouted loudly.

Beside him stood a young man with handsome features, starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows.

He was wearing a golden imperial robe and had long black hair. The figure in the frosty mist finally became clear.

He had the cold white complexion inherited from the Ximen family.

The peaks of her eyebrows slanted down into her temples, and three dots of cinnabar dotted the corners of her eyes. When she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes like frosty blades.

The most eye-catching thing is the dark golden imperial pattern between the eyebrows, which exudes the ancient dragon energy like a living thing.

The princes of the other three imperial clans also displayed the bloodline power unique to their respective imperial clans.

"Is this the Shangcang Academy? Too weak!" The eyes of the Son of God of the Kingdom of Eternal Night were hidden in the darkness.

The light here is obviously not weak, but the surrounding light will avoid him when it touches his body, and it seems to be extinguished.

In short, he was like a beast in the dark, emitting a frightening aura.

"This academy has a big appetite. It occupies 80% of the mineral resources. It really thinks that by distributing the interests, it can make everyone stand with it. It's ridiculous!" A cold voice sounded, and the Son of Fantasy Moon walked out from behind the Son of Eternal Night.

He was wearing an ice-blue skirt, and the snow-white skin beneath the tulle was faintly visible.

The costumes of the disciples of the three great divine kingdoms are very distinctive.

Most of the Kingdom of Eternal Night is black.

Women are respected in the Fantasy Moon Kingdom, and most of their clothes are made of gauze skirts. There is endless temptation under the transparency, but their personalities are very cold.

The people of the True Yang Divine Kingdom are the exact opposite of the Eternal Night Divine Kingdom. They are always surrounded by heat and light.

Gives people a positive feeling.

However, the True Yang Divine Kingdom did not come this time.

"Yong Ye Kui, a mere academy and a waste of mid-level people have forced you to become like this? Go back to your ancestral land and reflect on your mistakes for three months." Yong Ye's Holy Son Yong Ye Wu Guang said lightly.

"Yes." Yongye Kui didn't dare to have any opinion, even if she was unwilling in her heart.

But in the Kingdom of God, except for the ruler, the words of the Son of God are the imperial decree, and no one dares to disobey.