The golden light in the distance flickered for a moment and then disappeared.

Jiang Qilin glanced at them with lingering fear, and then used "Qilin Void Step" again to return to Chen Dong and Chen Daojun.

"Want to chase?"

Chen Daojun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you can't catch up, he has the cauldron in his hand. The final result of such a desperate fight is probably to die together."

His tone was a little disappointed.

Jiang Qilin subconsciously glanced at the surrounding plains. Wherever he looked, there was nothing. The ground was covered with a thick layer of powder.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

As a member of the Jiang family, he naturally knew where the Gu family's mountain gate was, but overnight, the ancient family's family turned into ashes.

Recalling the golden light of luck just now, he couldn't help but feel chills all over his body.

"In the battle to suppress the Gu family, Dao Lin's main attack was to force the Gu family to sacrifice the big cauldron. I grabbed the big cauldron from the side, but the old lady of the Gu family would rather let Gu Cangyue sacrifice the foundation than sacrifice it."

Chen Daojun put his hands behind his back and lowered his eyebrows, showing his melancholy: "If we slowly calculate this time and force them to sacrifice the big cauldron, there may be a high probability that they can successfully seize the big cauldron, but there is no chance to calculate, so

In a head-on battle, if there is luck, there is no chance at all."

The words have not yet fallen.

Chen Dong, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly twitched his body.

The right hand that was originally frozen in the air clenched into a fist with a "click" sound, and the veins on the back of the hand were highlighted.

A sneer sounded.

Chen Daojun and Jiang Qilin looked at Chen Dong at the same time.

The moment the two men turned their heads, a strong wind suddenly rose.

Chen Daojun clenched his fists instinctively, his clothes flying around.

But at this moment, he closed his eyes, loosened his fists, and his flying robes fell down.

boom!

Chen Dong punched Chen Daojun firmly in the face.

Chen Daojun showed no resistance and flew four to five meters away like a torn bag. Then he gathered all his energy and landed firmly on the ground.

He had his hands behind his back, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

The guilt and self-blame flashed away in his eyes.

Immediately, he turned around slowly and stared at Chen Dong.

"If you can feel better if you give me a good beating, then you can continue."

Jiang Qilin's expression changed and he was about to speak, but when he saw Chen Dong beside him, he held back again.

Chen Dong stood there with his body bent, still maintaining the punching action with his right hand, and breathing rapidly from his mouth and nose.

At this moment, he no longer had the same spirit as before.

The whole person gives people a feeling of despair and despair.

His eyes were scarlet and filled with tears, and he glared at Chen Daojun, with overwhelming hatred hidden deep in his eyes.

quiet.

There was dead silence.

Chen Dong and Chen Daojun stood opposite each other, motionless.

In the air, the invisible lights and shadows of swords stirred up and down.

Jiang Qilin stood aside, his whole body like a glow on his back, but he didn't know how to break the deadlock.

a long time.

"very nice."

Chen Dong spoke softly and said weakly.

There were no hysterical roars, no heart-wrenching cries, just a sigh of relief, but it was like a thousand cuts.

Immediately, he turned around and walked away.

"Brother Dong..."

Jiang Qilin wanted to catch up.

But as soon as he turned around, he felt an aura of decadence and dilapidation coming towards his face. He couldn't help but his heart twitched violently and his steps suddenly stopped.

The light of the stars and the moon shrouded it again.

The wind and snow are falling.

Chen Dong walked slowly towards the distance, his dim shadow stretched very long on the ground, and his back became more and more stooped.

It's like one step to twilight, and the next... to old age.

"Has your state of mind... collapsed?"

Jiang Qilin's heart tingled fiercely, and a possibility suddenly appeared in his mind.

As soon as the idea arises, it grows like weeds.

His face turned pale, and he looked at Chen Daojun in fear.

"Senior...Brother Dong's state of mind..."

"It collapsed!"

Chen Daojun's eyebrows were filled with guilt and depression.

"does it worth?"

Jiang Qilin's body shook, filled with resentment.

For a warrior, talent is the key to determining the improvement and upper limit of a warrior's strength, while Taoist heart also determines the upper limit. Not only that, it is also a key factor in how determined a warrior can be in the martial arts.

If the Taoist heart is firm, even if there are mountains of swords, seas of fire, and thousands of thorns in front of you, you can still grit your teeth and walk through it.

But once the Taoist heart collapses, all thoughts will be lost and the three views will be shattered!

This is even more despairing than the devil in the heart!

At least the Dao Heart Demon still has that heart, but if the Dao Heart collapses, then he is a real walking zombie!

Chen Daojun fell into silence and pursed his lips.

a long time.

Only then did he let out a long sigh: "Everyone has his or her own path to take. Maybe... this is the path Dong'er needs to take."

These words seemed more like self-comfort.

Say it.

With a slight move of his right hand, the edgeless heavy sword flew into his hand.

Under the cover of night, black covered everything, but Wufeng still exuded a penetrating cold light in Chen Daojun's hands.

"This sword..."

Jiang Qilin's eyes narrowed.

"This is one of Wufeng's true forms."

Chen Daojun explained: "Daolin used Wu Feng as a shield to resist the cauldron's luck. The golden light of luck only shattered the outer layer of Wu Feng's outer covering."

"One of the main bodies? What Qi Luck shattered was just a layer of clothing?"

Jiang Qilin's expression changed drastically and he was stunned.

He had witnessed with his own eyes how terrifying the golden light of luck released by the cauldron was. At this moment, Chen Daojun's words made his mind go blank.

It's like you beat someone for a long time, but only tore his coat to pieces. It's just a concept, but this "you"... is the luck of the whole world!

How can this be?

"Let's go!"

Chen Daojun dragged Wu Feng and walked towards the distance: "This battle will be a huge loss!"

Jiang Qilin froze on the spot, clenching his hands into fists, looking at Chen Daojun with eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

Now that we have reached this situation, are you still rationally weighing the pros and cons and analyzing the gains and losses?

Can people... really be so hard-hearted?

The wind howls and cries, the night is lonely.

Chen Dong was like a walking corpse, staggering and walking aimlessly.

He didn't know where he was going.

Just kept walking forward.
To be continued...