"Are you sure?"

After a moment of silence, Zhao Gongdao asked slowly.

Su Yang shrugged his shoulders: "This kind of thing, how can there be any certainty, try it, I believe that when I encounter danger, Jia Ming will definitely go out of his way to save me, right?" ”

As he spoke, Su Yang glanced at Jia Ming with deep meaning.

Jia Ming replied angrily: "Why are you using me, the shadow of the Heavenly Court, to kill the officials of the Heavenly Court, and let me protect you, don't you have a face?" ”

"Anyway, it's the dark department, whoever kills is not killed."

"As long as we do our work cleanly and beautifully, no one will find out."

Su Yang kindly comforted.

Jia Ming's face suddenly became even more ugly, and he pinched a few tricks to activate the entire formation.

The rainbow reflected by the fountain is even sharper invisibly.

Su Yang looked at Jia Ming and smiled.

Of course, in Jia Ming's eyes, Su Yang's smile was a little cheap.

Su Yang didn't speak, but silently walked to the center of the formation, his feet on the water, and there were ripples.

The water droplets that fell from mid-air, before they could touch Su Yang, were isolated by an invisible barrier.

Wisps of soul power rippled out from the center of his eyebrows, and they were faint at first, but in the blink of an eye, they were like ocean waves, surging in the air.

Zhao Gongdao almost subconsciously took a few steps back in a row, mobilizing his soul power to form a defense.

Jia Ming, who was closest to Su Yang, also stepped back, looking at Su Yang at the center of the formation, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Has the soul power grown to this extent..."

"At least it's the Great Luo Fivefold Realm."

"Growing... It's fast..."

Jamin muttered to himself.

In just a few seconds, the soul power emitted by Su Yang surged again, completely covering the entire square.

Invisibly, a terrifying coercion swept the audience.

"Dao Ye... I can't stand it! ”

Zhao Gongdao's face became more and more pale, a mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, and he retreated nearly ten meters back again before relieving slightly.

As for Jamin...

Still at the core of this soul storm, even though his body was erratic, he still didn't retreat half a step back.

"This guy..."

"The soul power storm of the Great Luo Fivefold Realm, in the central area, although it is still barely supported, it can not retreat!"

"At the very least, it takes a triple pinnacle to do it."

"It's so deep."

Zhao Gongdao's gaze swept over Jia Ming's back, and his eyes became much more solemn.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The pool of clear water at Su Yang's feet gradually turned pitch black under the spread of soul power, giving people a sense of depth.

In a trance, Su Yang's eyebrows were filled with a colorless flame.

This flame swayed gently, as if it was about to scorch all the filth of the world, but there was nothing to be done about the soul power that Su Yang himself exuded, with strong negative emotions.

And at this time...

Su Yang's knowledge of the sea.

The sea is boiling, constantly setting off waves.

Su Yang's soul thought stood in the middle of this violent sea of knowledge, looking into the distance.

In the depths of the sea, wooden doors stand quietly.

The cracks that appeared on it had already been completely repaired.

"Tortured me for so many years... It's time to wrap it up today. ”

"Look which of us is going to die."

Su Yang's soul thought showed a smile, stepped out, and was already standing in front of the wooden door in the next second.

As if sensing Su Yang's hostility, the wooden door vibrated slightly, and wisps of sharp edge spread, as if it was deterring Su Yang.

"Su Yang!"

"Didn't we say okay, non-aggression, what are you going to do?"

"Are you going to vent our anger again?"

"Hurry back!"

seemed to be aware of Su Yang's breath, and there were reprimands in the door, but there was a little fear in this voice.

Su Yang didn't respond, just smiled and gently put his palm on the wooden door.

"Don't worry..."

"For the last time..."

Su Yang comforted softly.

The sound inside the door froze, then became more noisy.

"You make it clear, what the last time!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Whatever you want to do, stop now, we'll still be fine, how about it?"

"Don't!"

"How crazy are you?"

"If the wooden door leaves your sea of knowledge, it will turn into a passage and connect to the heavenly court, which is not good for you!"

Voices scrambled to speak.

But Su Yang didn't seem to hear it, and his hand holding the wooden door was slightly forced, clenching the door tightly and dragging it outward.

Then, under the wooden door, branches stretched out, firmly rooted in the sea of knowledge.

Even if Su Yang tried his best, he could only let this wooden door move up at a very slow speed.

At this pace, even if it is ten years, don't even think about dragging it out of this sea of knowledge.

But...

The wooden door was fine, Su Yang was fine, but the souls inside the door screamed one after another.

Compared with kicking the door, Su Yang's actions now hurt them even more.

It's like just having one foot and kicking your crotch from time to time.

And now...

The foot is not kicked, but the hand is pinched, and repeatedly pressed and pulled.

This pain made them feel unbearable pain and let out a terrible wail.

"Su Yang, don't give this immortal a chance to go out, otherwise this immortal will let your soul fly away!"

"That's right, this Xingjun flayed you alive!"

"But... But we can't seem to beat him anymore..."

With the last voice, all the previous insults came to an abrupt end.

The words 'can't be beaten' are like a sharp knife, invisibly piercing into his heart and constantly rotating.

Su Yang completely ignored the shouts inside the door, staring at the door in front of him, as if there were only him and the door in the whole world.

And the only thing he has to do is to take this gate out of his own consciousness at all costs.

"Do you have more strength..."

Su Yang muttered to himself, and the aura emanating from his body became even colder.

His eyes showed a touch of violence.

The sea of knowledge under his feet, although it was originally choppy, at least the breath was mild, but in just a moment, it changed its appearance.

Despair, loneliness, anger, blood...

Zhihai seems to be dyed blood, and the scarlet that reflects the space.

Su Yang's hand holding the wooden door clenched tighter.

With a low roar, his soul thoughts fluctuated violently, and his face looked pained, but it worked harder.

The branches spreading out from under the wooden door tensed in an instant, and fine cracks appeared on it.

"Burning Soul Thoughts..."

"This madman is really crazy!"

"It's not a life and death crisis, don't burn essence blood, don't burn soul thoughts, this is the consensus of the fairy world, this madman, for the sake of a door, he will burn it?"

"In this state, every second, you will permanently consume your soul power, and I don't know how many years of cultivation it will take to recover!"