The fierce collision continued, and Wen Chuanting was already stunned by the momentum of the fight between the two. As the fight between the two escalated, Wen Chuanting retreated again and again. The gray fog gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered, and the fog was the most obvious sign at this moment.

"Boom...... The huge fight scene of "Boom ......" has never appeared in Wen Chuanting's cognition. However, he is not in the mood to deal with this question now, no matter how the two fight, it is in his sea of knowledge. He could already vaguely feel the unstable state of the sea space, trembling and shaking, which gradually intensified with the intensity of the fight between the two.

"Boom ......" Soul Eater and the white shadow collided again, a black crack flashed overhead, and the mist of the sea space poured outward in a whirlpool, as if the high-pressure area was pouring into the low-pressure area.

This is not the first time!

Wen Chuanting wanted to tell them: "You don't want to fight anymore, this is my territory, not the place where you fight!"

It's a pity that he can't, and no one will pay attention to him even if he is persuaded by good words! Strength! All this requires strength! At this moment, he deeply understands the importance of strength, and he has a strong desire for strong strength, and if he has strength, in this case, he will not be ignored by others, and there will be no more situations where people will be treated like ants.

Only with strength can we have the right to speak! No one dares to twist at will!

As the fight continued, more and more cracks appeared in the space of Zhihai, no longer only black cracks, but also blood-colored cracks, whenever blood-colored cracks appeared, the fog of Zhihai space disappeared at the same time, accompanied by blood-red rain droplets, still in mid-air, it was shattered into blood mist by the energy of the battle between Soul Eater and White Shadow, and then absorbed and swallowed by the new cracks.

"The sea space is about to collapse!" "There was only one head left and he muttered in the corner, at this time he became more and more illusory, hazy, as if a breeze could blow it away. The immediate reaction to the violent tremors of the sea space and the lack of fog was that he could see that the head of the face was transparent.

"It's going to be shattered...... "Soul Eater and White Shadow collided violently again, and Wen Chuanting faintly heard the sound of 'click', and the space of the sea was covered with cobweb-like cracks. At this time, there was a faint sense of relief in Wen Chuanting's heart.

It can be seen how much mental burden the collision between the two Soul Eaters has caused him.

The low and muffled voice of "Hum ......" gradually resounded throughout the entire Zhihai space from light to heavy, and a trace of golden brilliance gradually changed from soft to intense. In the blink of an eye, the entire sea space has been covered with golden smoothness, strong but not dazzling. The illusion was full of transparency, and Wen Chuanting could vaguely see through the golden brilliance, and the cracks in the entire sea of consciousness space, whether black or blood-red, all disappeared after the fiery golden brilliance appeared.

"Play with me!" asked Chuanting lamented.

A wave of unevenness has risen again and again. He really didn't expect that there would be another change at the moment when the two were fighting fiercely and there was no winner, and the emotion of imminent relief in his heart instantly turned into indignation.

"What's the situation?" The two Soul Eaters, who were originally fighting, maintained a posture of making moves at this time, and looked constipated. Asking Chuanting to look closely, it was found that both of them had traces of violent struggle, but they were very slight and not large. There was a trace of mist rising from both of them.

"Sweating?" asked Chuanting suspiciously, "can the soul body in the sea space still sweat?"

After a long time, Wen Chuanting found that Soul Eater and White Shadow seemed to have been immobilized, although the two were also struggling, but compared to the power to control them, they seemed so weak, like a mayfly shaking a tree. And the mist is no longer a mist, but a sign of the evaporation of the souls of the Soul Eater and the White Shadow, and the sharp reduction in the shape of the two is the best proof of this.

"It's a nine-story tower?!" Through the golden brilliance, in the most blazing place, Wen Chuanting vaguely saw a nine-story glazed tower suspended. The body of the tower is smooth and unadorned, the eaves are horizontally displayed, and there is no axe chisel naturally. The tower is octagonal, the waist eaves are supported by the bucket arch, the eaves are deep and short, the eaves are picked, each layer is provided with a flat seat, the height of the first layer is larger, the top of the tower is gradually reduced from bottom to top, there is a less obvious tower stop, there is a Sumeru seat under the tower body.

"What an ancient pagoda!" asked Chuan with admiration.

"But why does it feel so familiar? Yes, add rust and shrink it a hundred times, isn't it the ancient pagoda I was studying in my previous life!

"Is that you? you've come to this world with me?" asked Chuan in a low voice, as if talking to himself!

"Hum ......" Gutata's body trembled slightly, as if answering a question from Q Chuanting, and a strong golden light surrounded Q Chuanting, but it was soft. A warm feeling reached Wen Chuanting's consciousness.

"Are you answering me?" asked Chuan Chuan softly. He waited for a long time, but received no answer, as if Guta's trembling was his own dazzle.

"My body?!" asked Chuanting suddenly found that his soul body with only one head left was slowly extending downward, first the neck, then the shoulders, arms, waist, thighs, calves, and feet.

"My body is slowly recovering!" asked Chuanting with a hint of joy, a hint of longing, a desire to get Guta's answer. To his disappointment, Guta didn't give any answer.

Wen Chuanting found that his body was restored, his hands and feet were not lacking, and the fog in the sea space was filled again under the golden light, and the shadow was full of shadows, and the soul body of the soul devourer was significantly reduced, only half of the original, and the white figure was also decreasing. As time passed, Wen Chuanting's soul body became more and more condensed, and he felt a kind of heaviness, on the other hand, the soul devouring and white figures had shrunk to only one-fifth of their original size.

"I'm devouring them in disguise!" asked Chuanting with an answer. Indifferently watched the soul devouring and white figure shrink without a trace of sympathy.

Without the help of the ancient tower, Wen Chuanting believed that in the end, he would definitely be devoured, and there would be no scum left, no matter which side of the soul devouring or the white figure won.

"Poof"

With the gaze of the soul body, the soul devouring and white figures were like soap bubbles, and finally shattered and vanished, as if they had never appeared.

"That's the end of it?!" A hint of happiness, a hint of relief, a hint of gratitude, asked Chuanting to feel a little prostration. As the ancient tower gradually shrank, the golden light slowly dissipated, as if it had never appeared. In the end, the ancient tower shrank to a foot high and slowly floated down, and Wen Chuanting stretched out his palm, and the ancient tower fell to the palm.

"It's a bit like the King of Tota Li!" asked Chuanting to laugh at himself quietly, and the corners of his mouth turned up.