Chapter 190: Break it for me!

In the hall, the sixteen light groups were quieter than the others, and everyone around them also held their breath without saying a word. Everyone knows that the people in the field are experiencing the test of life and death, and they don't know how many people can succeed.
Including Han Jian and others, this moment is also a little nervous, after all, it is related to the honor and disgrace of the entire Black City. If these people fail, then there is no doubt that the three major forces will lose a lot. Even if it causes a change of influence, it is also inaccurate.
In the field, Poussin was the easiest person, sitting on a chair with a smile, and said faintly, "This spiritual space tests not only mental power, but also will. I am afraid that there are not many breakthroughs. Of course, this is also the exam of the Soul Xian Tower, but I am not shameless!"
"You are ruthless!"
Aside, Han Jian snorted coldly, looking bad.
With this spiritual space, I don't know how many people will be eliminated. Even though Poussin's four disciples are all very good, they are also very good and bad. Even if they can come out, they are afraid that they will suffer serious injuries.
The expressions of the three elders from Beijia and Zhanzong were also extremely unkind. In the next moment, between the two light groups, one person vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted.
With a big wave, Poussin grabbed them from the light group and said lightly.
"These two little guys have already failed in the spiritual space, so naturally they are not qualified to challenge!"
While speaking, they were replaced by Zhanzong and Beijia, who belonged to the two young men representing both sides.
"I see if your disciple can hold it!"
On the side, the old man of Zhan Sect snorted coldly, and as soon as the sound fell, another light group spurted out blood. Obviously, he couldn't survive in the yellow sand, his consciousness collapsed, and naturally he couldn't persist.
This young man also belonged to the Zhan Sect. In a flash, the two disciples of the Zhan Sect were disqualified. Around it, everyone took a breath of air and looked at the scene in amazement. They didn't expect such a test to be so terrifying.
A little bit of time is spent between thousands of miles of yellow sand!
Meng Fan's body was already integrated with the surrounding sand dunes, his teeth clenched, his mental strength constantly defended his surroundings, and he had to look for flaws in this world.
Such a consumption, it is very difficult for Meng Fan to reach the soul of the soul realm, and the soul is like a knife.
But in the entire desert world, there is no movement at all, making people desperate! Sitting in place, blood gradually overflowed from Meng Fan's teeth, but he didn't move, letting the blood and sand melt into one.
A moment outside, a year in the desert, such a time difference, even those with strong spiritual power who reach the soul of the soul can't stand it!
Finally, after a few breaths, Huang Yue and Huang Han between the two light groups uttered blood at the same time and withdrew from it. Including Poussin’s four disciples, there were also two from the light group. Quit.
"Tsk tusk...what's in it!"
Looking at the pale people after they came out, everyone was secretly surprised and looked at the light group in surprise.
Unexpectedly, the two outstanding disciples, including Poussin, were pale and helpless. Among the sixteen light regiments, some people continued to withdraw, and in the end only... the five light regiments were left!
"Damn it, I didn't think that besides the two disciples of Poussin, Meng Fan and the two little guys from the Bei family were left!"
Han Jian murmured, he didn't think that Poussin was so hot, and even his disciple couldn't pass the test completely.
"The consumption of mental power in the space is so great that we cannot bear it!"
Standing in place, Huang Han and Huang Yue said helplessly, their faces pale, and their souls received a big blow. You know, they were in the desert, as if they had survived the past three months, so the hard feelings were naturally very clear.
Looking at the field with amazement, he couldn't think of the people in the five light groups, but still insisting!
"That guy, can you do it!"
Huang Yue asked in a whisper, now that the three twelve masters have already failed nine, the rest is very important.
At the next moment, one of the light clusters flashed, and at the next moment, the void spread and burst suddenly. Amidst the light, the girl in the purple skirt walked directly out of it.
Breakthrough!
Everyone's spirits were shocked, and it was unexpected that Poussin's disciple had walked out of that light group. With no expression on her face, the woman in the purple skirt came to Poussin and said faintly, "I have suffered some injuries, but I still can't stop me!"
So scary!
Around it, countless people had their mouths grown and looked at the purple skirt girl Qing Lian in surprise. Poussin nodded and said with a smile, "There is progress, but take a look, everyone else is coming soon too!"
With the breakthrough of the purple skirt girl, everyone around her was shocked. After not much time, another disciple of Poussin in the light regiment, a young man in a black robe, also walked out, but the moment he appeared, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Between the other two light regiments, there were two Beijia teenagers, one failed, and the other bloodied came out of them, seriously injured, but still gritted their teeth. In the fifth stage of the light group, Meng Fan is the only one left.
"Why, is it lost in it?"
Han Jian's brows frowned, but he was found in the light group, but it was a dead silence!
"Time is indeed coming, he should be out!"
Poussin said lightly, and immediately moved his big hand, stepping forward, directly covering the light group.
"If he gets lost in it, it is considered a loss. It's a pity, I thought this little guy has great potential!"
Just when Poussin's big hand was about to approach Meng Fan's light group, it stopped abruptly in the next moment, and a trace of surprise appeared on Poussin's face.
"Ok?"
Obviously, Poussin found a difference in mental power among the light groups.
Even though the Ziqun girls are here, their mental power is getting less and less, and they are greatly suppressed. Under constant consumption, after coming out, their mental power is half of the usual.
But in Meng Fan's light group, faintly, the mental power fluctuations in it turned out to be... getting stronger!
Among the yellow sands, Meng Fan sat cross-legged, the whole person was in this huge desert, and the blood dripped down. With such a consumption, from the outside, it seems that Meng Fan has reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, but only Meng Fan himself knows that all of this is false, only the physical injury, the real key is his mental power!
Faintly, in Meng Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, the law of divine transformation is infinitely moving.
Although Meng Fan has cultivated to the level of a small-scale soul technique at the Hongzi level, his mental strength has never soared like today. A shock in his heart, Meng Fan knew that under the pressure of this spiritual space, he was instead letting his divine transformation explode.
After breaking and standing, defeat and success, Meng Fan's mental power is constantly divided among the yellow sand. The original eight realms directly became ten realms...twelve realms...fourteen realms, and finally the sixteen realms fluctuated!
Soaring doubled!
Such a change obviously attracted everyone's attention. In the next moment, among the yellow sand, Meng Fan's eyes opened, his sharp light flashed, and he roared at the same time.
"Break it for me!"
With a roar, the entire surrounding world was distorted. In the next moment, the world of thousands of miles of yellow sand instantly collapsed, visible to the naked eye, and a powerful wave of mental power spread directly throughout the hall.
bump! The light group shattered, and Meng Fan's figure flashed. Under the blue shirt, there was no blood stain, and it was stronger before the faint breath.
The method of divine transformation...Dacheng!
At this moment, Meng Fan quietly felt the mental power of the riot in the sea of ​​anger and grinned.
Such an improvement is definitely not a small help to Meng Fan. There is already a kind of faintly that Meng Fan is about to blast the door of the dead soul, only one step away, is to directly step out.
Peak Soul Refining, Peak Soul Realm!
Meng Fan couldn't think that his two major cultivations had stepped into the threshold at the same time, but relying on the foundation he laid, a breakthrough... just around the corner! Looking at the entire Dagan Empire, it was considered top-notch. If he faced Meng Yuhun now, he would be enough to kill him directly and crush him.
The juniors of the Dagan Empire are headed by Meng Yuhun, but since then, when you see yourself, you must... bow your head!
Around it, everyone looked at Meng Fan in the field, and the look on his face was quite weird.
Others are getting weaker and weaker in it, but Meng Fan is getting stronger and stronger in it. This guy... is really a monster! Huang Yue and Huang Han's mouths opened wide, as if swallowing an egg, and they naturally knew the horror.
I thought Meng Fan was just lucky, but now it seems... the other party must have a means that even Poussin hadn't expected!
"Good, good!"
In the field, in Poussin's eyes, which seemed to have not moved for ten thousand years, there was finally a wave of fluctuations. Obviously, he did not expect that Meng Fan would have such an adventure.
Looking at Meng Fan with a smile, Poussin said condensedly.
"If this is the case, all four of you are considered qualified, so let's move on to the next link, Soul Artifact Master, after all, the outcome will be determined by refining!
When the sound fell, everyone around was shocked. They looked around between the four, all knowing that the four of them could pass this extremely difficult trial, fearing that the refining method would be even more terrifying! With a move of his palm, Poussin threw four pills to the four people.
As a result, Meng Fan's expression suddenly moved. This turned out to be... a pill of breath!
The cultivator's injuries will recover very quickly after eating the fourth-grade spirit pill. This Poussin's method turned out to be such a handicraft, and the soul master is really rich in the world.
Meng Fan chuckled, but he didn't use it now, so he put it in the space ring.
Taking a step forward, Meng Fan arched his hand towards Han Jian and said lightly.
"Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you!"
When the voice fell, Han Jian smiled, and a trace of relaxation appeared on the old face. At the next moment, Meng Fan suddenly felt a wave of mental power hitting him, and the sea of ​​anger was shocked, Meng Fan naturally shielded himself.
Such a sharp wave of mental power was blocked outside, and at the same time a message came.
"Meng Fan, you remember you, don't be proud, I will personally defeat you on the refining tool for a while, you can't do it in front of me!"
Feeling this message, Meng Fan raised his head, looked at it, and stared at the cold purple skirt girl Qinglian not far away, smiled slightly, and said faintly.
"I am waiting!"