About dozens of men in black descended from the sky, and as they landed, many black feathers fell from the sky.

These feathers were extremely hard and turned into hidden weapons one after another.

Moreover, these people all held weapons in their hands, which showed that they were coming with bad intentions.

Mu Qian could feel that these were real people, not human beings transformed from demons and resentful spirits.

A total of twelve people landed on different floors.

The people next to Mu Qian and Nan Mu quickly swung their swords and slashed at them.

"Be careful yourself." Nan Mu said as he pulled out the short knife on his back.

The man in black climbed over the railing to avoid Mu Qian. The knife in his hand was sharply sharpened, and the light of the knife passed through his eyes, making the person unable to open his eyes.

Mu Qian jumped up and kicked the man in the head. Under the heavy blow, he couldn't stand still. He took two steps back and pressed his waist against the railing.

When he raised his head again, he was already restrained by Mu Qian's restraint chain. Seeing this, all the people who were chasing him came over and killed him.

When Qu Zhaoran opened the door from the room, he saw a bunch of people fighting. He dodged the attack from the side and knocked the person unconscious to the ground.

Across the way, there were already a series of people tied up by Mu Qian, but she moved very neatly and had no intention of stalemate with these people.

The difference from her painting style is that the short knife in Nan Mu's hand on the eighth floor in the east building rises and falls frequently, and the strong smell of blood has filled the air.

Without exception, everyone who was stabbed was kicked down from the eighth floor by him.

After the man in black fell heavily to the ground, he slowly turned into smoke and disappeared into the air.

Mu Qian blocked the knives that the two men were attacking at the same time. As soon as he applied the binding spell, a knife was pierced into the chest of the person in front of him.

The cold white tip of the knife emerged from the flesh and blood, looking shocking.

Nan Mu dragged the person back, and just as he was about to deal with it, he was stopped by Qu Zhaoran from the opposite side.

"You have to keep your mouth alive!"

These people are extremely ruthless in their attacks, and the knives are quenched with poison. They are really killing every step of the way.

After listening to Qu Zhaoran's words, Nan Mu retracted his raised hand, picked up the person with one hand, dragged him up, strangled his neck and leaned against the railing.

"How did you get in?"

If you know how they got in, you will definitely know how to get out.

"Hmm..." The person under his control shook his head wildly.

The way he hesitated made it clear that he didn't want to say anything.

"I'd be sorry if I didn't say it." Nan Mu was about to throw people away at every turn.

The man struggled even harder.

Seeing this, Mu Qian stepped forward, reached out and flipped back the wide black hood worn by the man in black, and the black cloth covering half of his face was also torn off.

Nan Mu's eyes widened when he saw clearly the face hidden under the black cloth.

It’s not that this person doesn’t want to say it, it’s that he can’t.

Half of his face, including the upper and lower lip flaps, were sewn up with thread, and the wounds had long scabbed over, making him look shocking.

"Such a cruel method cannot be done by a magician."

Although it is the Five Great Evil Formation, everything in the formation is formed using spiritual techniques, and the ones guarding each level of illusion are also evil spirits and ferocious beasts formed by attracting evil energy.

You wouldn't be so cruel as to use real people.

"It is rumored that there is a magic technique that uses living people to make dead soldiers. They are pure killing machines. They only obey the orders of their masters and complete their tasks in any way." Qu Zhaoran jumped from the railing and stood next to the two of them.

"In order not to reveal the master's secrets, these people will be deprived of the right to speak. Ordinary gag spells are useless. Only by completely sealing their mouths can we avoid future troubles forever."

So this is the dead man who sealed his mouth.

This is a very cruel technique. If these people fail to complete the task, they will die if they go back.

"How could there be such a dead soldier in the Shayuan Formation?" Qu Zhaoran lowered his eyebrows in thought.

Fu Yunliu was from Xu Qingliu, and he would not be the person to do such a thing. The activation of this formation was originally only for new students, and he would not use dead soldiers to deal with students so cruelly.

Moreover, if the Yinjue Academy uses such a forbidden secret technique, its reputation will be ruined if word spreads about it.

This kind of magic can only be used by bad people.

"Something might have happened outside." Mu Qian said and raised her hand.

Even if they can't get out, she can still find a way to sense what's going on outside, if someone really breaks into the formation.

Those people won't just target a few of them, and those who enter the school from outside will naturally be in trouble.

"How did these people get in?" Nan Mu squatted on the ground and observed.

"How we got in is how they got in." Mu Qian said, pushing up the drawn formation.

A formation glowing with faint purple light hovered on the roof of the building, slowly began to rotate, and faintly scattered light downwards.

"So these people have been hiding in Yueling Mountain from the beginning, waiting for opportunities." Qu Zhaoran followed Mu Qian's words.

I have been following them until now.

"What's the purpose?" Nan Mu turned over the clothes of the men in black, "What is the purpose of these people?"

It's impossible to simply want them to die.

"Although I signed a life and death certificate and took care of my own life and death, each family will never cause trouble, but what do you think will happen if everyone dies on the first day of school?" Mu Qian woke up the dreamer with his words.

Nan Mu and Qu Zhaoran looked at each other and understood.

Although Yinjue Academy is just an academy for cultivating spiritual beings, the teachers employed there are all spiritual masters with powerful spiritual powers, and the spiritual beings trained are all outstanding.

Nowadays, these outstanding students are spread all over the world. With such deep-rooted and huge influence, Yinjue Academy naturally has many enemies.

"It's probably something other colleges did." Nan Mu clapped his hands and stood up.

If the reputation of Yinjue Academy is ruined, other academies will naturally have the opportunity to take over this top position.

Having reached this point, Mu Qian was too lazy to continue acting. No matter how clumsy she was, she didn't know what would happen outside.

You really need to get out of this place quickly.

Thinking of this, she raised her hand to aggravate the ascending formation. The Shayuan formation will become stronger when it is strong, but the most important point is.

How powerful this formation is depends not only on the caster, but also on the right time, place and people.

But as long as it exceeds the range of powerful people that can be accommodated in the seventh-level illusion, it will naturally be able to break out of the formation.

Therefore, it is the easiest and most difficult to break the formation, as long as the spiritual power is strong.

"What are you going to do?"

Nan Mu looked up and followed her movements, and saw the formation floating above his head. He vaguely saw four words written on the edge of the formation, move.

"What else can you do? Get out of this place."

Mu Qian said as she turned around and opened the door of the room behind her. It was so noisy just now that Luo Zhi didn't even see Luo Zhi come out to take a look.

Something must have happened to this little girl.

Nan Mu frowned. Although the formation looked orange at first glance, he could vaguely see a hint of purple. Moreover, this formation was the same as the formation she had just used to capture the ferocious beast, which he had never seen before.

And what she just said was that she would use this formation to leave this place.

Seeing Mu Qian enter the room, Qu Zhaoran realized that Mu Lianye was missing. He frowned and turned back to look for someone.

In the room, Luo Zhi was sitting at the table with a painful expression. When Mu Qian walked in, she could see that she was about to shed tears.

The table was empty, Mu Qian raised her eyebrows, what kind of expression was that.

"Luozhi?"

Luo Zhi, who was fighting against the desire for delicious food, looked up when he heard this. When he lowered his head again, all the cakes on the table had disappeared.

Her eyes widened and tears almost fell out.

"Gone!!!"

When she and Mu Qian left separately, Mu Qian told her to pay attention to the movements in the room and not fall into a trap.

So of course she was suspicious of the pastry that suddenly appeared in the room for no reason, and she didn't dare to eat it casually.

But for a foodie like her, it took a lot of effort to fight against her own psychology.

"I just saw a table full of delicious food, and you came in before I even thought about where to start." Luo Zhi also swept his hands across the empty table, really wanting to cry without tears.

She really didn't touch anything. She was hungry just now, and she was even hungrier now.

"If you really dared to eat, you wouldn't be sitting here until now." Mu Qian laughed.

Luo Zhi is really a person who has no evil thoughts in his heart. All he sees in a place like this is food, so he is undoubtedly a simple-minded person.

"My dream, it's broken!" Luo Zhi lay weakly on the table.

"Are you going to continue dreaming here, or go out for a serious meal?" Mu Qian asked.

As soon as she heard that she could go out, Luo Zhi's eyes lit up and she hurried over.
To be continued...