"After farewell to Youge, see you again in the back mountain, Senior Sister Yan is still in style."

Chu Yue laughed slowly and said, "It's neither humble nor arrogant."

Yan Hongyuan smiled without saying a word, gently playing with gloves like gloves, her two fingers appearing and looming.

Chu Yue looked at the way to the demon-suppressing platform. It was not just the current one, but the passage next to it could also pass through.

But if you take a detour at this moment and your morale is sluggish, it will make you feel depressed and your performance on the Demon-Suppressing Platform will be poor.

Moreover, if the Thirty-Six Evils appear on the Demon-Suppressing Platform, they will eventually encounter swords, guns, and swords. They will not be able to take a step back and have a broader sky.

"The Demon-Suppressing Platform is about to be opened, so I won't bother you here."

Chu Yue curled a faint smile at the corner of her lips, waved her arms, and led her to ignore the thirty-six evil spirits of the Netherworld Palace, and walked along this road to the Demon-Suppressing Platform.

Everyone followed suit.

But Chu Yue took a few steps and was stopped by several male disciples among the thirty-six evil spirits.

A handsome man wearing a black cloak walked out from behind, with his eyebrows and eyes seemingly familiar.

At first glance, Chu Yue knew that it was Qiao Zhu who had a quarrel at Youge that night.

Qiao Zhu pulled out Fang Tianji, twisted his neck, making a panicking sound.

Walking to Chu Yue, the square halberd in Qiao Zhu's hand drifted sharply from the sky and landed between Chu Yue's eyebrows. He said with a smile: "The little junior sister has been in the academy for so long, why do you still not understand the rules? According to the rules and etiquette of the academy, this road should be the thirty-six evil spirits first. Junior sister, you should choose another way."

Several female disciples pulled out their sword blades and intertwined them. The sword edges seemed to form a net of heaven and earth, intercepting the road ahead!

The anger and fighting spirit are about to break out, and even the sound of the wind is solemn.

Chu Yue remained motionless as a mountain. Facing the Fang Tianji that Qiao Zhu stabbed in front of his eyebrows, he didn't even blink his eyes.

"Senior Brother Qiao is still ignorant... I guess he doesn't know anything..."

Chu Yue carried an axe in one hand and tapped Fang Tianji with long fingers in the other hand. His eyes were sharp and imposing, and he said in an orderly manner: "We want this road."

Qiao Zhu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Rareless!"

"Junior Brother Qiao, why are you talking so much nonsense to her?"

A young female disciple named Dugu Lan was covered with a terrifying martial arts storm. She glared at Chu Yue: "Ye Chuyue, do you want to give up on this road? Or... Brothers and sisters, come to invite you in person?"

Under her leadership, the thirty-six evil disciples surrounded and suppressed the place, emitting martial arts mysterious power, and condensing a new hurricane!

Chu Yue's eyes were as motionless as before, and she slowly raised her eyes, looking indifferently at the thirty-six evil spirits.

Behind, Leng Qingshuang took a few steps forward with her slender legs, pulled out the two short knives on her waist, responded without any timidly, tilted her head and said, "Ye Chuyue, can you shout at me?"

Dugu Lan frowned, and a thunderous anger burst out from her body.

"A mere disciple Xuan Ji dares to be rude!"

Dugu Lan opened her mouth and saw that behind Chu Yue, even though everyone was not as strong as the disciples of the Nether Palace, they pulled out their weapons without hesitation!

The strong wind blew up the broken hair in front of Xiao Li's forehead, revealing her amber-like eyes. She walked to Chu Yue's left and slashed the ground with a demon-breaking sword.

Ye Ying carried the battle axe on his shoulders and walked at the same time as Xiao Li. He stopped to Chu Yue's right, and the blood-colored axe slashed forward, marking a fire-colored light blade in the air.

The Flower Moon Scar Sword is like a rainbow, and the breath is like jade.

Even Zhou Xuan, Shen Qingfeng and others have taken out their weapons.

Yan Nanji swung a huge golden hammer, looked over with a smile, and said loudly: "You might as well let's see, senior brothers and sisters, how to invite me!"

The atmosphere was tense.

Among Tu Weiwei's group, the star-killing disciples Jiang Tang and Han Liuyun were both afraid of the power of the Netherworld.

Jiang Tang pulled Tu Weiwei's sleeve and whispered: "Sister Tu, let's go through the path on the left..."

Halfway through his words, Tu Weiwei's blood-killing sword was unsheathed and gathered beside Chu Yue. Her brown eyes, like a cat, were bloodthirsty as if she was killing.

Chu Yue looked at him and smiled, and his heart was as warm as the spring sun.
Chapter completed!