C810 (1/2)

Doutian's days in Doucheng were very leisurely. He taught during the day, carved wood and practiced at night.

Seven days is fleeting, doutian is not nothing. He has a new understanding of the meaning of destruction and speed, and can really understand the third artistic conception at any time.

On this day, doutian comes to Mo Ziyang. Mo Ziyang naturally knows what doutian is for, and he is excited.

After waiting for several days, doutian can finally help him cure the war spirit. In recent days, Mo Ziyang has no appetite and can't sleep at night.

”Mr. Mo, I'm only about 80% sure. In case of any accident...” Doutian was a little confused. If the war spirit had just been injured, he would be very sure.

However, he has never tried to cure the war spirit who has been injured for more than ten years. Mo Ziyang's war spirit has been injured for more than ten years, and it is not easy to cure.

Even if the heart is a little sure, but he also wants to let Mo Ziyang have a preparation.

”Don't talk so much nonsense. If you can cure it, you can't cure it.” Mo Ziyang said angrily.

Although he was angry on the surface, he was very excited in his heart. He didn't have any worries at all. 80% confidence was enough for him, which was better than what he didn't have at all.

”Well, let's go.” Doutian takes Mo Ziyang to rise in the air. It takes them half a day to cross the Luoxia mountains and enter the boundary of the Warcraft mountains.

Doutian walked through the Warcraft mountains for a long time. He muttered in his heart, ”it seems that the cave collapsed at that time. I can't find it.”

Then doutian let go of the telepathy and looked for the entrance with an impression in his mind.

”What are you bringing me here for?” Mo Ziyang some impatient way.

”Found it.” All of a sudden, doutian's eyes brightened, and he suddenly dived down into the mountains and fell on the ruins.

In the past few months, the traces of fighting were still very obvious. Although some vegetation was born, doutian recognized it at a glance.

Mo Ziyang looks at Dou Tian in bewilderment. However, Dou Tian doesn't care. He takes out the Shura holy sword and starts to dig. If people in the Shura hall know that Dou Tian is digging a hole with the Shura holy sword, he will probably vomit blood.

The 18th generation hall master of Shura hall would like to jump out of the coffin and kill doutian alive. This boy is so hateful.

With his current strength, it's very easy to dig a passage. It took only half a cup of tea to complete. Although the top collapsed, the hole below is still there.

Mo Ziyang sat on one side, extremely upset, and even began to doubt whether doutian was playing with himself again.

”Mr. Mo, it's OK.” Dou grinned. He was not worried at all, because he knew that even with Mo Lao's state of mind, he would be shocked by the small space in the soul world.

Doutian jumped into the cave. Mo Lao hesitated for a while and then jumped down.

When they went down, the earth and rock above collapsed in an instant, and the hole collapsed again.

Through the cave, soon, a waterfall entered doutian and Mo Lao's eyes.