"If you want to heal the teacher's soul, it's better to say it's broken.

Our Tiandao College is not that short of immortality, but mainly because of the incompleteness of the soul," Shi Jian sighed.

Said: "There must be a powerful substitute for the soul.

Later, in order to save the teacher, Suzaku supplemented his own soul. "

"It turns out that way," Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

"Without the soul, Suzaku passed out, and then the teacher remembered that he had saved this Suzaku."

Shi Jian said: "The teacher was very gentle before, that is, from that day on, he never confiscated any students.

Anesthetize yourself with alcohol every day, and spend most of the time in the place where Suzaku was buried. "

"I know, save if you can," Xu Zimo nodded.

"Thank you," Shi Jian nodded solemnly.

Xu Zimo waved his hand and said nothing.

If Venerable Anger can really help himself to enter Tiandao Academy, saving Suzaku is nothing.

At best it takes a little effort.

But if the other party deceives himself, he can save himself, and he can also kill him.

This Suzaku Island has no creatures except three.

It's hard to avoid being bored after a long time.

Xu Zimo greeted Shi Jian and left Suzaku Island.

There was a little red in the faint blue flame, which reflected half of the sky.

Xu Zimo walked away and returned to Tiandao College.

He was going to take a look around and visit the Yuanyang Continental First College, and he did not miss it.

Walking on the main street south of the college, rows of trees of enlightenment were planted on both sides.

This kind of tree is very rare, and it is very helpful to the enlightenment.

It is said that one of the former founders of Tiandao College, one Qi Taoist, has been sitting under the tree of Wudao for thousands of years, and it is an epiphany.

Wanli lotus landed from the sky, tens of thousands of miles round the ground, all of which shone with golden light and cluttered with visions.

Walking across the tree-lined avenue of Wudao Tree, directly in front is a tall tower.

That is the so-called Baibao Pavilion.

The Baibao Pavilion is not open to the outside world, and Xu Zimo just glanced at it from afar.

The tower is about ten thousand feet, and the whole body is golden, and it is dotted with phantom patterns of treasures.

There are powerful formations all around.

Without the permission of the people stepping in, I am afraid that they will be wiped out by the formation in a flash.

Going forward, it is Wanwutai.

It is said that there are 100,000 competition platforms here, which are specially used by the students of the college.

Walking into the door of Wanwutai, it is very lively.

There is a figure on every contest stage.

Endless power is fighting against various auras. At this moment, Xu Zimo feels that someone has patted his shoulder.

He quickly turned around and saw that Monk Dazhi was standing beside him.

"I didn't contact me when I entered the college," Dazhi monk sighed.

"Did this not come out all the time," Xu Zimo smiled.

"As soon as I was ready to walk out today, I ran into you."

"Why, are you here to compare?" Dazhi monk asked.

"I have inquired. So far, no one has passed the tenth level except for you and Mo Tianming.

"Understandably, those ten levels are harder than I thought," Xu Zimo nodded.

Especially when there was the tenth hurdle guarded by the emperor, Mo Tianming passed by with emperor qi.

Otherwise, strength alone is absolutely impossible.

"Do you know that the two of you are currently in the limelight at the college," Da Zhi monk laughed.

"Many people want to compare with you, and want to try what it is like to call the tenth floor of Tianjiao."

"There is nothing like this," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

"These people have nothing to do."

"You don't understand, there are many disciples of the famous ancestors in our enrollment of Tiandao College this time.

There is no shortage of some saints and virgins of the imperial system.

If the acquaintances are okay, the key is that both of you are making faces, so everyone is curious. "

Xu Zimo thought for a while, but this is also true.

This is the first time he has come to the Supreme Realm.

And Mo Tianming is also a freelancer. If you don't show it, who knows, it's not well-known.

While the two were chatting, there was a sudden riot not far ahead.

Someone seemed to be playing together.

Originally this was Wanwutai, it was nothing to fight together.

But the two seemed to be angry, and there was a direct battle between life and death. There were students around to persuade them, and some people were eating melons.

"Let's go check it out," Dazhi and Shang Shang said with interest.

Xu Zimo didn't speak, he stared at one of the battle figures in the middle of the field.

The familiar figure is also an acquaintance he knows.

A smoky rain and a life.

The descendant of Emperor Swallow Japan, Ren Pingsheng.

He hadn't seen each other in a long time since he was separated from Ren Pingsheng on the East Continent.

Mainly because he developed too fast, Ren Pingsheng at that time could not keep up with his own pace.

Moreover, unlike Xiao Guizi and Lin Ruhu, he can still be met in a sect.

The connection between the two naturally faded away.

Even Xu Zimo never thought that he would meet each other at Tiandao Academy.

Originally, I wanted to wait for myself to become an emperor, and to give some benefits to those who knew and helped me before.

Watching Ren Pingsheng fight with another young man on the competition platform, Xu Zimo sighed with emotion.

Suddenly I missed some time ago.

But he was not like Dazhi monk, gathered to enclose the entire contest.

But sitting far from the seat next to them, watching the battle in the field with interest.

"This year's freshmen are so ignorant of the rules," the young Qingpao opposite snorted.

"Respect is mutual, Wang Lang, you are just following Zhang Chungui's dog.

What rules should I tell you," Ren Pingsheng said coldly.

"Death," the youth named Wang Lang gloomy, staring deadly at Ren Pingsheng.

"If you want to fight then fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed," Ren Pingsheng said lightly.

"Dare you dare to fight against life and death, as usual, you can only be a nasty turtle-headed turtle."

Wang Lang was flushed with rage, and UU read books at www.uukanshu. Com turned his head and glanced at the group of people behind him.

There are men and women in this group of people, all of whom are of extraordinary temperament.

One of them, dressed in a blue gown, nodded with a sturdy face.

His whole body was domineering, and standing in the crowd was also somewhat isolated and very conspicuous.

Seeing the youth's instructions, Wang Lang turned his head.

Shouted: "Okay, then fight."

Heavenly Dao Academy allows life and death.

As long as the two have signed a life-and-death agreement, they can play in the competitive ring, and no one will intervene.

Ren Pingsheng at this moment is no longer the same as him. He was so powerful all over his body, and a black aura filled him.

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