Of course, there are other kinds of souls besides these three, but in the challenge, the illusion of a rare soul cannot exert its power, so it just draws tigers instead of anti-dogs.

Xiao Wuyou looked at Huang Jiao's dignified appearance and raised his mouth. What he summons is the soul of swords and martial arts. The handle of the sword soul and martial arts has been reduced and can be held in the hand, but the sword body is still huge. He said softly, "Come on." ”

"Haha, die, little friendless, remember, it's me today, and Huangjiao defeated you. Huang Jiao smiled, and rushed directly to Xiao Wuyou like Xiao Wuyou hugging his big body.

In the face of the unforgettable yellow glue, Xiao Wuyu's heart was not sad or happy. He just waved his huge sword casually, and when the sword fell, Huang Jiao didn't even scream, he fell along with his snatch and soul.

The illusion is gone, and the two return to reality. Huang Da Glue watched the light of the cuckoo mark on their waists fade, and said with an expression of disbelief, "What happened? Did I fail?"

It happened so fast that he couldn't remember how he had failed. But the depreciation of his cuckoo token proves that the challenge he just faced was his failure, which took him more than five times as long.

As for the yellow glue with a dull appearance, Xiao Wuyou just said, "Surrender." "Stop paying attention to each other and continue your own practice.

When he got five times the time difference of yellow gum, Xiao Wuyou's speed sped up a lot. In less than two hours, he opened his eyes again and stepped on the seventy-first floor. Only Huang Jiao stood in his place stupidly and said, "I'm the last." ”

A day later, Xiao Wuyou walked up the three stone steps to the seventy-fourth floor. There is also a monk here, but the monk is practicing and has not woken up yet.

Xiao Ulan didn't rush to practice, just sat on the side and waited quietly. Half an hour later, the man woke up and saw little Ulan sitting not far away, his mind still unable to reverse. But soon, he sneered and said, "Hehe, it seems that he is playing yellow glue, but with my Chen Tong, you can return to your post, I will challenge you, Xiao Wuyou." ”

Xiao Wuyu smiled and said, "Okay." ”

After a while, they woke up, and Chen Tong was standing there like yellow glue. Everything happened so fast. It's like a memory error. In general, nothing is remembered. Only the weakened cuckoo token told him that he had lost.

"What's going on?" Chen Tong also said lightly.

In the face of Chen Tong's stupid appearance, Xiao Wuyou is as happy and sad as Xiao Wuyou. He continued to practice, but by this time his jet lag was twenty times greater.

A day later, Xiao Wuyou came to the seventy-eighth floor. Here he was challenged by others, and the result was the same as before.

A few days later, coupled with the previous Huangjiao Chen Tong, there were already ten people who had challenged Xiao Wuyi, and the results were no exception, they all ended in the failure of the challenger, and Xiao Wuyi At this time, the time difference has become sixty times.

However, everything that happened here did not attract anyone's attention. After all, every battle of Little Friends happens quickly. The reflected image has not yet been shown, it has ended. They could only see that Xiao Wuyou had stepped up the higher stone steps, and there was no more information for them to rest.

Although Xiao Wu has just been ridiculed by others, when those who make up for the excitement have passed, the focus of attention is no longer Xiao Wu. It is better to focus on the picture in mid-air, especially the intense scenes of the second or third battalion. It's in the camp. ァ新ヤ~(8)~1~Chinese網ωωω.. còм

After all, as the penultimate friar, you can start talking about it. It's so boring to laugh at each other all the time. Therefore, except for a few people, almost everyone did not find out that Xiao Wuyou had quietly stepped on the ninth-level stone steps, and this only took 7 days.

However, Xiao Wuyou did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but slowed down again. He sat on the stone steps of the ninety-ninth grade, holding the stone sculpture in one hand, and touched it for half a month.

When little Wuyou opened his eyes again, the cuckoo's choice had been going on for seven months.

"Is a 60-fold growth rate still up to that level?" This is really an overestimation of a person's abilities. The artistic conception of "Martial Soul" is not something that ordinary people can try. How many people can spend their entire lives at the same time? It used to be a kind of luck. Xiao Wuyu sighed.

One month, a 60-fold growth rate, equivalent to the past five years, but even so, Xiao Wuyou is still dissatisfied with his progress.

"Because sixty times is not enough, it will become a hundred, a thousand. If I miss such a good opportunity, I don't know how long it will take to get back to training. Xiao Wuyu's eyes flashed.

He stood up and walked up the 100th step. He shouted directly to the monk who had just woken up: "I, Xiao Wufen, challenge you." ”

Time flies. Ten months have passed. It's been a year and a half since the cuckoo was chosen.

Over the course of a year and a half, 3,000 monks faced hundreds of challenges every day. Within a year, tens of thousands of conflicts took place. However, these battles do not cause aesthetic fatigue for the monks who come to watch. On the one hand, because they can benefit more and more naturally from the insights they can gain through these projections, and on the other hand, the power of the monks to participate in the cuckoo's selection is not static.

In the space of a year and a half, these monks have made great progress. They are not the ones who are at a loss and tired of dealing with the monks of the Genshin or Jindan periods. In fantasy, they can face it with the same calm as a real war soul.

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At this time, there were only eight people in the first camp. Eight of them had already crossed the seven hundred stone steps, and only three hundred stone steps remained.

But at this time, Red Lotus was not the first, but the first, because they were all standing on the same stone steps.

Although the speed is fast or slow, the gap is within half a day.

Behind him, there was no camp to speak of. There are a few to dozens of monks on each stone step, which stretches up to 100 steps. But even the most recent ninth has 50 or more different from their eighth.

It can be said that after constant challenges, some people will have more time differences. Even if they weren't as gifted as the first eight, they wouldn't leave the fiftieth stone steps. However, although the eight people in the first camp did not challenge each other, as long as the monk caught up, it seemed that there was a tacit understanding. One of them will directly challenge that person. Each time, eight people from the first camp won.

Even if they are questioned, there is only a 10% discount, which seems acceptable. However, those who made it to the top of the list were challenged not only by one person, but by those eight at regular intervals, which led to time loss after time loss.

Everyone who catches up will be baptized by these eight in turn. They are like fat sheep, waiting for more than eight to be killed. Over time, the monks below gave the eight men the nickname: "Eight wicked people!"

As for these eight evil deeds, there is nothing the following monks can do. In their hearts, it can only be said that they are respected and feared. After all, the strength is not as good as the person, what about the resentment in the heart?

It was precisely because of this behavior of these eight killers that the talent behind them opened the gap of fifty layers. It seems that the first prize selected by the cuckoo will be born out of 8 people.

Moreover, as time goes by, even if the difficulty of the stone steps increases, it can only climb faster and faster, and the gap with the monks behind it will inevitably become larger and larger.

Although the eight have not yet challenged each other, everyone believes that this scene will not be far away, and that moment is the most exciting moment in the cuckoo draft.

In the Cuckoo Palace, the book of the South Palace stands in front of the palace gate. Although his eyes were blocked, he could still perceive what was going on.

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