Chapter 212 A Farce.
The divine script of "Shi" bloomed in his right hand, Zhuge Qing urged the power of the divine script with all his strength, poured spiritual power into it frantically, and began to go back in time to Lingbai's severed hand.
With the injection of spiritual power into it, the divine writing began to shine brighter and brighter.
Seeing this scene, both sides have different expressions.
The old man of the Yuling clan showed a sinister smile, while the senior officials of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University frowned.
Jiang Xun glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and saw that Huo Ziqian was still so indifferent, but he was very concerned about Zhuge Qing's situation.
As Jiang Xun expected, Huo Ziqian was responsible for Ling Bai's death, otherwise he must have been too lazy to watch these things.
On weekdays, Huo Ziqian spent all day in the secret realm, countless monsters died in his hands, and even made a name and became well-known to everyone.
"Blood Slaughter" Huo Ziqian was called "Blood Slaughter" by all the people who saw him because of his frenzied slaughter in the secret realm.
Just listening to the name he got, one could imagine that Huo Ziqian definitely belonged to the kind of person with a strong killing intent, and his strength must also be strong.
He is usually not killing monsters, or on the way to kill monsters.
Today, he came to watch the excitement, obviously this matter has nothing to do with him.
Jiang Xun stretched out a finger, and the divine script of the word "Heaven" appeared faintly. Jiang Xun closed his eyes slightly, and began to connect with the will of heaven and earth relying on the power of the divine script.
Afterwards, Jiang Xun pointed at the only remaining severed hand, the power of the divine script was invested in it, and the will of the world also invested a force to completely cut off any connection with Ling Bai's severed hand.
In this way, no one can deduce everything about Lingbai through deduction, or even go back in time.
Because this is the power connected to the will of the world, unless the deducer is higher than the will of the world, it is impossible to see through any news from Lingbai under the shield of the will of the world.
field.
The divine text in Zhuge Qing's hand glowed and swept across Ling Bai's severed hand. With the infusion of more spiritual power, a picture began to gradually appear above.
A black picture was still shaking, and it was impossible to see any color or anything in it.
Logically speaking, after going back in time, this scene should be reversed from Ling Bai's death to before his death, so that we can find out who killed Ling Bai.
And now that this black picture appears, it means that Zhuge Qing can't use time to trace back anything about Lingbai at all.
There is only one possibility, and there is an extremely terrifying existence that will completely ban everything related to Ling Bai.
Whether it is deduction or time travelling, it is impossible to see through anything in Lingbai under the shield of this powerful man.
This time, the expressions of the two sides in the field became different again.
The old man of Yuling clan frowned, looking at Zhuge Qing hesitant to speak.
The faces of many college seniors couldn't help showing smiles.
Huo Ziqian was also quite stunned by this, and there was finally a touch of surprise in his eyes that were originally indifferent.
Finally, after maintaining the screen for just a minute, Zhuge Qing withdrew the divine text, his face was pale, and he suddenly became a little ups and downs.
Ling Bai's severed hand also fell directly to the ground.
There was a moment of silence.
No one jumped out to speak at this time.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhuge Qing has indeed infused spiritual power into using the divine language crazily, but he can't see anything.
This pitch-black picture also represented that there was an incomparably terrifying presence who blocked everything related to Ling Bai.
That even the power of time has been shielded, what kind of terrifying existence should it be?
These people don't know, but one thing they know is that this attack failed again...
"Everyone, you have seen the scene just now very clearly. You can't go back in time and you can't go back. The murderer still can't be found. Then can I think that you are a foreigner who planted the blame?"
Jiang Xun was the first to speak at this time, and taking advantage of the opportunity, he loudly questioned the people of the foreign race opposite him.
"I thought that this time a foreign race came to our Human Race University for exchange, which was a friendly event of cooperation and mutual benefit, but you have wronged my Human Race like this?"
"Without evidence, your people ran to the gate of our university and clamored when they died, saying that our people killed your genius!
I would like to ask you, is this destroying the relationship between the human race and other races? "
"What are your intentions!"
Jiang Xun uttered every word in a row, making the old man of the Royal Spirit Clan blushed but couldn't say anything at all.
The old men of different races who were shouting the loudest beside him also blushed, not knowing how to refute.
Immediately afterwards, a group of students who were annoyed by this group of aliens just now began to speak, accusing the loudest alien elders just now,
"It's so sad! You guys are all old and young people. If the younger generation in the clan dies, you will know to trouble my human race?"
"You have wronged my human race for no reason. You are destroying the harmonious coexistence between human race and other major races. If you don't believe in my human race, then please take your descendants back to your race!"
"Our human race has a vast land and abundant resources. It can accommodate foreign races to come to me to exchange and study, but it can't accommodate old things like you who deliberately provoke relations between various races!"
"Get out, get out with your juniors!"
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Many students of the human race became more and more excited as they talked, their faces turned red and they were excited and vigorous.
On the other hand, on the side of the foreign race, no one dared to speak, the old men who were the loudest just now bowed their heads and were scolded, and all the students of the foreign race also bowed their heads, which was very embarrassing.
Many senior officials of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University watched this scene with smiles on their faces, showing no intention of stopping it at all.
After the students scolded them for a full five minutes, the senior management of the college spoke to end the farce.
"Okay, okay, after all, the most powerful genius of this generation died on the Imperial Spirit Clan, you little fellows have to forgive them, since nothing can be found out, this is the way it is."
"Yes, yes, what are you little guys doing here if you don't go to practice? It's over, it's over, don't hang around here!"
"In addition, I would like to inform you that in the next week, there will be a lecture by the few of us every day, once a day, for four hours each time, everyone seize this opportunity!"
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After some appeasement, many students calmed down.
There was a bit of yin and yang in the words, which also made many old people of different races couldn't stand it anymore and walked away.
Among them was the old man of the Yuling clan, he picked up Lingbai's severed hand, and left lonely.
After these people left, there was a burst of cheers at the scene.
This is a victory for the human race!