Caicaicai formed a seal in his hand, and a red flame came out of thin air, burning on the surface of the Chaos Armor, even burning the Chaos Armor red. A stream of black mist gathered, and if he wanted to break through the red flame, it seemed that it would be extinguished at any time.

The red flames were unusually tenacious. Finally, the black mist gathered in the red flames to form an eye. There was no emotion in the eyes, and they looked at Caicaicai quietly, which was a little penetrating.

"So what if you see me, let alone crossing a boundary, even if you appear in front of me, what can you do to me?"

As soon as caicaicai pointed out, his black eyes quickly dissipated. At the last moment after dissipating, there was finally emotion in his eyes. Su Hang understood that it was resentment. His emotion at that moment felt somewhat similar to Liu Bai's.

"I found myself turning into an uncontrollable golden object, and then I swallowed the resentment you just brought back one by one!" The nausea that had almost dissipated came to my face, if that black shadow was resentment

If so, then is the one who swallowed it his Dorando soul?

He stood up, holding on to the door frame and retching, just like before, but he forgot.

"You guessed it right. That was your Dolando soul just now. You had to practice to the third blood stone before you could see the Dolando soul inwardly. I made it happen for you in advance."

Caicaicai has stopped burning the Chaos Armour, because there is no more black mist worth burning, but the red light in his hand is still there, and he has doubts.

"What is the purpose of swallowing resentment? Although I feel that Dolando's soul has been strengthened, I feel very uncomfortable."

"uncomfortable?"

Caicaicai remembers that he was still young at the time, and he once met the Soul Eater. At that time, the Soul Eater killed a person and was devouring other people's Dorando souls, just like ordinary people eating carrots, but the expression of enjoyment was definitely not

Forgery. Two Dolando souls live together in one body. If they are not twins, they have always been living together, but they have never heard of swallowing, so he thinks that person is the devil. Even if turmoil later occurs, his camp is called the devil.

, he actually thought it was very reasonable, that person was the devil!

"Sit down and let me take a look."

At a glance, Caicaicai saw a black dot on the golden Dolando soul. The black dot on the supposedly pure Dolando soul seemed particularly abrupt. After trying many methods, I found that there was nothing I could do with the black dot.

, he felt that he might have done something bad, but there is no solution now. After all, it involves the soul of Dolando and the most mysterious part of giving birth to Dolando.

"I hope you will admit defeat in tomorrow's discussion."

caicaicai suddenly said something, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about this.

"I can win, Dean!" Although the young man doesn't like to fight bravely, he still has youthful energy.

"Can't admit defeat?"

"There is nothing wrong with what the dean said, but he always wants a reason."

"That day I said you were upset. I hope you can look at the problem with a loser's mentality."

"good!"

The second discussion between Courtyard No. 3 and Courtyard No. 2 no longer seemed as hasty and casual as the first one.

The new dean of No. 2 Courtyard is "Di", a strong man who seems to appear out of thin air. It is said that he was the tutor of No. 3 Courtyard before, but the students of No. 3 Courtyard seem to be ignorant. If he is just such a person and goes to No. 2 Courtyard,

He should be a traitor for so long, but that group of lunatics who are famous for their arrogance strangely fell silent collectively.

The venue for this discussion was the altar in the capital of the gods. It is not a mysterious place, nor is it a sacred place. Even in the hot summer, mortals come here to enjoy the cool air. The altar has a large square. As an example,

The venue for the fight is naturally the most suitable one.

But no one dares to compete or even argue here. The sacred mountain worships heaven here every year, led by a woman. This happens every year, and the women who lead the team are passed down from generation to generation.

Generally speaking, monks have a long lifespan. If they are willing, they also have an ageless appearance, but even mortals can see the appearance of women aging. The time is the same as that of mortals, but only a few decades. The sacred mountain is the continent abandoned by the gods.

It is a holy land for practitioners. Basically, the purpose of all religious practices is to go to the sacred mountain, whether it is a college or a casual practice, so the woman who leads the team is naturally not a mortal, of course not. Every sacrifice is never shy, as if she wants to give it to the world.

What people see is so grand that it cannot be controlled by mortals. The people who lead the sacrifices have been passed down from generation to generation and have similar appearances, but they are not the same person after all.

The Holy Mountain once said that anyone who takes action at the altar will be punished with death by the Holy Mountain! No one objects to the declaration of the Holy Mountain. The altar belongs to the Holy Mountain, or this continent is under their control, but caicaicai chose this place. One day

Everyone knew it before, and this group of people naturally included Shenshan, but today the four people from Courtyard No. 2 came to the altar without any hindrance.

No one stopped or questioned them, so the four of them waited in the huge square. No one from Courtyard No. 3 came, but there were many onlookers, who were always willing to stop and take a look at the bustle that had nothing to do with them.

Yes, someone even saw a person from the Holy Mountain in the crowd. Although he didn't have much status, he was still from the Holy Mountain. It seemed that he was just here to watch the fun.

The onlookers have been waiting here for three hours with the four people in Courtyard No. 2. If they go from Courtyard No. 3 to the altar, even a mortal would only take an hour and a half at most, not to mention they are all ascetics.

At this time, many people gathered at the door of Courtyard No. 3, and there were also many people inside. Those outside were watching the excitement, and those inside the door were thinking about it. However, there was a person standing among them. He stood there without speaking, but there was no

People dared to push forward, and even the voices of discussions were deliberately suppressed. Although it was useless for monks to lower their voices as long as they wanted to listen. But they lowered their voices after all, because the man in front of the door called "

Wu".

Most of the people gathered inside the door were students of the younger generation, and they happened to be the ones discussing matters with Court No. 2. If they didn't go, they would be the only ones who would be criticized, but the dean stopped them at the door, but they couldn't.

Like the group of people outside the door who criticized it.

"Dean, let them go! Nothing will happen."

Wu looked at the young man in front of him with no emotion. This man was sent by a big shot early this morning. For the sake of that man's face, he naturally accepted it, but he didn't expect him to be so bold. A person who needs to go through the back door

Although he would not despise him because of his background, he would not attach any importance to him. The most important thing was that his evil appearance always made people uncomfortable. Wu didn't like it, so he just took a look at it.

No more words were spoken.

"Hey" Nan Jiu naturally saw what Wu meant and didn't point it out. If it was someone like Wu usually, he would have trouble even taking a look at it, but today it caused him some trouble.

Shaking his head, Nan Jiu walked straight towards Wu, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, an evil face, and a bright red dress. There was murderous intent in Wu's eyes, and he wanted to slap this guy to death now.

The younger generation who don’t know how to advance or retreat.

After all, he didn't take action, because he saw the token half exposed in the young man's hand, and he didn't dare to move it. He didn't know what would happen if he let the disciples of No. 3 Courtyard discuss the Tao. But if he slapped the young man in front of him to death.

, he will definitely die, and Courtyard No. 3 will also be razed to the ground, which will be more complete than the destruction of Courtyard No. 2 back then.

Although he couldn't take action, he could stop this young man named Nan Jiu. Although the elite disciples of Shenshan were extremely valuable, they were still just disciples after all.

"Go back, I won't embarrass you!" A fairly kind smile appeared on Wu's face, but it was just a little too permeable to match his appearance.

"Dean, we are willing to protect the honor of No. 3 Courtyard with our blood!" After the words fell, Nan Jiu had a short knife in his hand, and suddenly his left forearm was filled with blood. Every drop of blood splashed on the ground seemed to be opened on the ground.

A bright plum blossom.

The bright red blood dripped faster and faster, just like Shi Wu's heart, which beat faster and faster. He was in a dilemma for a while.

"I was a witness to the destruction of No. 2 Courtyard back then, so I can't afford to bet on it!" Wu Chuanyin said.

"Dean, we shouldn't be afraid. Courtyard No. 3 is based on martial arts. We should only be afraid of cutting off our path to spiritual practice. When do we need to be afraid of foreign objects! What's more, Courtyard No. 2 is right there. Although we didn't say anything too extreme,

But as they stood there, every moment was a loud slap on the face of Courtyard No. 3, as well as on the faces of the students! If there are any consequences of this trip, the students are willing to bear them!"

Wu's attack came without any warning, and came from the pressure from the monks who were closer. He needed to control Nan Jiu first, so that he could control the scene, and also control the bleeding on Nan Jiu's forearm. He did not dare to anger Shen Shan, and let Shen Shan's black-hearted disciples

He would not dare to die from excessive blood loss.

For Nan Jiu, he has seen many strong men. Wu is considered a strong man for him now, but it is definitely not a great task. Although his pressure is troublesome, as long as Wu doesn't really take action, for him

It was just some trouble. He took a step back, and the ground beneath his feet cracked silently. Nan Jiu's blood-red lips opened, revealing his white teeth, and the blood on his forearm drew an obvious track on the ground.

The passion of young people is always easily stirred up. They always regard illusory things like face as more important than life, so the young people who were supposed to stand behind Nan Jiu took a step forward, and the same thing happened.

A blood incision was made on his left arm, and for a moment there was a flood of blood, which was quite spectacular. It was ridiculous to show one's will with blood, but it always resonated with people. After all, everyone was young or had been young.

Wu is caught in a dilemma. On one side is Han Xue and Nan Jiu's promise, on the other is his own life and the future of No. 3 Courtyard. Life should be the most important, but if Nan Jiu is a grudge-bearing person, then the future will be confusing.

, Nan Jiu's blood-thin lips spoke of his coldness, but Wu still wanted to get over it first, so he remained silent.

"You get out of the way this time. When I break into the heavenly realm, I will take you into the soul-washing pool of the sacred mountain. You don't have to stay in No. 3 Courtyard for a thousand years! I will definitely enter the heavenly realm within a hundred years!" Nan Jiu understood Wu Shenji's aura.

, but now he desperately wanted to see Meng Yun, the figure who was supposed to be standing in front of him and then collapsed, so he sent a message and made a promise that was not easy.

"Why do you expect me to trust you?" Wu has been the dean for only a few decades. Shenshan promised that he would be the dean of the four major colleges for a thousand years, and he would have the opportunity to enter the soul-washing pool, looking for the chance to break through the heavenly ranks.

Time is not a problem for him, but a long time will wear down his fighting spirit. When he actually enters the soul-washing pool, his upward attitude will be much less intense, so time is also a big problem.
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