The night fell quietly, and in front of the hidden attic in the cold bamboo mound, it was dazzling by a nine-tailed golden crow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The nine tails of the golden crow fluttered in the wind, like a mottled scorching sun, and the coercive tide of the gods spread like a tide, making the clansmen present a little breathless.

Wu Yun wolf stood proudly, with a golden crown and purple belt, a brocade robe embroidered with a golden crow totem, although there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, there was no trace of pain, as if he had just fallen.

His gaze was still gloomy, and he seemed to feel sorry for the fact that Fang Cai's blow did not take Wu Moxie's life.

"Cloud wolf, you are too presumptuous!" Wu Kui finally stood up and frowned at him.

Wu Yunwolf didn't pay attention to it, but looked at Wu Moxie, who was deeply injured, with a more provocative gaze.

Seeing this, Patriarch Wu Kui's face was brushed, and his face turned pale, but he did not attack on the spot. He turned to the Great Elder who was not far away, and said fiercely, "Elder Kai, you don't plan to take care of it, if you also plan to sit idly by, then don't blame the widow for taking action. ”

"Ahem. ”

Great Elder Wu Jinkai coughed lightly, raised his eyes, and said to his grandson: "Cloud wolf, since this competition is not allowed to drive the first spirit demon, don't break the rules easily, so as not to make it difficult for the patriarch, stop it......"

"Stop?"

Wu Yunwolf's sharp gaze swept over, revealing a hint of hesitation, and finally, he wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and said with an indifferent smile: "Yes, as long as Wu Moxie admits defeat, I will stop immediately." ”

Admit defeat?

Wu Kui frowned, he didn't know why Wu Yunwolf was obsessed with making Wu Moxie admit defeat before he was willing to give up.

At this time, a clansman hurriedly ran to the stage and whispered a few words to Wu Kui, and Wu Kui showed a sudden expression.

"I see......"

After Wu Kui understood, he immediately turned his head to Wu Moxie and said, "Moxie, the widow has a word, can you hear it?"

Wu Moxie, who was standing at the other end of the stone field, heard this, and said in a weak tone: "Patriarch, if you have something to say, just say it......"

"The widow just found out about the gamble of the two of you, in fact, as a fellow of the same clan, there is no need to talk so deadly, even if you win this competition, the widow will stop your bet. Otherwise, as long as you admit defeat, the bet will be voided, and the competition will end here. ”

Wu Kui said meaningfully, but he hoped that Wu Moxie would be interested in this and not make the situation stiff.

The people present also thought so, thinking that Wu Moxie's admission of defeat was the best development of the matter, after all, if this fierce competition continued, it was estimated that it would cost people's lives.

Moreover, the winner will be Wu Yunwolf, there is no doubt.

Unexpectedly, Wu Moxie, who had been at a disadvantage in the battle from beginning to end, shook his head and said indifferently: "I don't admit defeat." ”

From childhood to adulthood, in his Wu Moxie's dictionary, he has never known the word good or bad, even if it is just for a belief in his heart, he has no hesitation!

"Why are you just like your father, you have a temper, don't know how to be tactful?" the patriarch's tone was mixed with helplessness and anger.

Under the nine-tailed golden crow with wings spread, Wu Yunwolf clasped his hands to his chest, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and asked the white-robed young man at the other end, "Then, continue?"

"Go on!"

Wu Moxie let go of the palm that was holding his abdomen, although it was still a rainbow, but the hideous wound was also initially healed.

This war with Wu Yunwolf is inevitable and unflinching!

Why?

In the bottom of his heart, Wu Moxie actually didn't hate Wu Yunwolf, only his own incompetence. The emperor-level remnant soul was taken away by the latter, in the final analysis, because his soul had no affiliation, and the mortal in the eyes of others, even if the patriarch really kept his promise to give the emperor-level remnant soul to himself, he could not refine it, which could be described as useless.

And the ginseng doll's cultivation fell, even more because of his own lack of strength.

Therefore, if he wants to become stronger, all the difficulties and dangers will not be able to stop his pace, and if he retreats from this, he will retreat a second time, thus giving birth to a knot in his heart that can no longer be untied.

In this battle, he can lose, but he can't retreat!

He is not fighting against the Tianjiao of the clan, but against himself! Only by crossing this level can he continue to move forward, otherwise, he will only stagnate!

"Well, since you are bent on death, I will fulfill you. ”

Wu Yunwolf's eyes showed their essence, and a strange fluctuation suddenly came out from his throat, and the golden crow above the void actually hissed, turning into a flame phantom and burrowing into Wu Yunwolf's body.

At the same time, a fiery phantom appeared in the center of his eyebrows and behind him, and his power soared, as if a rune was rejuvenated.

"Soul Melting?!"

Everyone present froze again, quite stunned.

"Wu Yunwolf's cultivation is obviously only the seventh layer of the Mixed Yuan Realm, how can he achieve soul fusion?!" The clansmen couldn't believe their eyes.

The spirit demon is integrated into the body, and only the spirit priest of the spirit melting realm can do it.

For example, a ginseng doll, which has cultivated itself to reach the Soul Melting Realm, may also be able to do this.

However, it is impossible for the spirit demon to arrive at the Spirit Melting Realm one step ahead of the master, and in the dark, the spirit demon's cultivation will never be higher than its master.

Unless, it is recognized by the blood contract spirit demons of other dead spirit priests, and there will be a situation where the spirit demon's cultivation is higher than that of the master.

And the ginseng doll is unprecedented.

He was sent back to the Spirit Realm by the Spirit King back then, and for some reason he was not erased from his cultivation and memory, so he was summoned out of the Spirit Realm by Wu Moxie again.

"That's not right!"

Wu Kui frowned suddenly, as if he had discovered something, and said, "Cloud Wolf, this is not a soul fusion, but a soul image recorded in an ancient book in the clan!"

He vaguely remembered that this kind of phantom sigil behind him was a talent that only some high-level spirit demons could do.

Transform the body into the seal, the soul into the image, thus creating a kind of illusion of melting the soul!

"Cloud wolf, he has been hiding so deeply for so many years......" Wu Kui sighed secretly.

It can also be said that for so many years, no one in the clan has been able to make Wu Yunwolf use his true skills, and only the returning Wu Moxie can force him to this point.

As far as the eye could see, Wu Yunwolf was like wearing fire armor, and the soul behind him was like a ghost, causing the surface of the ground to crack open.

A mottled shadow of a knife slowly condensed in front of it, and the wind swept around it, like a small storm entwined by fiery snakes.

"This is?!"

Wu Kui felt a terrifying fluctuation that even he felt a slight palpitation, and immediately took a step, gritted his teeth and said, "No, this competition must be stopped! Wu Moxie can't stop this move!"

One hand was on Wu Kui's shoulder, and the second elder grabbed Wu Kui and said slowly: "Don't make a rash move, these two juniors have a knot in their hearts, if this battle fails, the knot in their hearts will never be untied." ”

"But ......" Wu Kui looked at the earth-shattering sword shadow that made all beings tremble, hesitating and uneasy.

"Do you want these two children to hate you for the rest of your life?" the second elder said calmly.

“......”

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On the other side, Wu Moxie also clearly felt that an unprecedented aura of danger was coming, and the slightest carelessness was a matter of survival.

"Stinky boy, have you really decided?" the ginseng doll's solemn voice sounded in her head.

"Hmm. ”

"Let's make it clear first, this Sam Ye does not guarantee what the consequences will be this time, even if you end up half paralyzed, it is not a dime of Ben Samye's business, it is your own decision. ”

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Wu Moxie's voice grew colder, and the soul power in his body ran wildly.

The dark eyes flashed with determination, and when his eyes opened and closed, Wu Moxie's back was also a rune seal, and the phantom spread violently, and the roaring sound rolled, deafening.

The familiar chant of the Buddha sounded in my mind again, and a trace of emptiness emerged.

The space froze suddenly, and a whisper slowly came out of his mouth.

"Puro, Bodhi Thousand Mudras!"