Chapter 195: success

You lost!
In the entire field, after hearing these three words, everyone looked at the center in surprise. Countless people rubbed their eyes and looked at this scene in disbelief. Meng Fan is still...alive!
Then it means that the refining of the Yin Yang Double Halberd is successful!
In Meng Fan's hands, the double halberd no longer had the violent taste it had before, and the whole body was black, like a piece of black iron, but faintly, it seemed that an extremely terrifying power was contained in it.
Everyone knows that this breath is extremely sharp, it is no longer the level of a fifth-order spiritual creature, but has reached the sixth-order.
At such an age, he actually did what Poussin did, raising the fifth-order spiritual thing to the sixth-order! If such a thing is spread, I don't know what a sensation it will cause in the Dagan Empire, including Poussin, there is a short-term petrification.
Taking a step forward, Meng Fan looked at Qing Lian and said slowly.
"Promote to the sixth rank, it should be higher than you, you have lost!"
Looking at Meng Fan, Qing Lian's delicate body trembled, her face was dead gray, her previous arrogance had been completely eliminated, she muttered.
"Impossible...impossible..."
On the journey of refining, Qinglian tried to lose for the first time, and she was still...a complete defeat!
Obviously, what Meng Fan can do, she absolutely cannot do now. Before that, Qing Lian had seen men with amazing talents like a fish crossing a river, but in the refinement, they were undoubtedly defeated by Qing Lian, and they were not even qualified to compare.
In addition to the monsters in the Soul Xian Tower, the juniors Qing Lian believed in the surrounding empires were also rare and capable of confrontation.
But now in this black city, someone was able to defeat the proud disciple of Poussin, the first soul master of the Dagan Empire, like a black horse. This feeling of failure made Qinglian's teeth clenched, but she couldn't say a word.
He shook his head, knowing that the other party's blow was definitely not small, and might even ruin Xiu Xin, but it was a price for her arrogance. After a while, Meng Fan's gaze immediately looked at Poussin, double halberd pointed, and said in a condensed voice.
"I have successfully refined things, should you check it out?"
Poussin shook his head and said with a sigh.
"No need, the old man can still see if it is a Tier 6 Divine Weapon, there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, little guy, can your master tell me who he is?"
The voice fell, Meng Fan's expression moved, and then he said slowly after a moment of silence.
"Her...surname Ruo!"
Undoubtedly, although Ruo Shuiyi only offered some points and exercises to Meng Fan, in Meng Fan's heart, if there is someone who can be a teacher, then there is no doubt that it is Ruo Shuiyi.
Without her, maybe I am still trapped in Wuzhen now, doing nothing!
If?
Poussin's brow furrowed, and he couldn't imagine that there was a powerful Soul Master with the surname Ruo in these four regions. Is it a hidden weapon soul master? Poussin gave a wry smile, but now he has no choice but to comfort himself.
After a while, Poussin stepped forward and said bitterly.
"Now... I declare that Poussin... has lost this challenge!"
Asking the national teacher Poussin to admit his defeat in person, after a moment of silence in the entire field, a violent sensation broke out immediately, and the noise of the noise shook the surrounding hall.
If there is no Meng Fan, there is no doubt that Black City will be severely hit this time, and Meng Fan's counterattack is truly successful, refining Tier 6 weapons. These desperadoes can be proud of, even the old monsters of the three major forces in the black city cannot do it, only Meng Fan!
The old man from the North family stepped forward and said condensedly.
"Little brother Meng Fan, thanks to you this time, if you have any needs, you can bring it up. Although you are a friend of the dark palace, in this black city, you are also a friend of my northern family!" The voice fell. The complexions of Zhan Zong and others suddenly looked like pig liver.
With a slight smile, Meng Fan looked at Han Jian. Han Jian immediately understood, and whispered a few words to the Beijia Zhanzong. Hearing Han Jian's words, the two elders of Zhan Zong immediately shook their heads, and when they were about to oppose, they looked around.
But I know that opposing Meng Fan here now is tantamount to opposing all the forces in the black city. Rao Zhanzong also couldn't bear this kind of consequences. After a moment of silence, the two Zhanzong elders could only step back and couldn't bear it!
Han Jian sneered, shook his head, and offended Meng Fan, only to blame Zhanzong for the bad luck. With a big hand, Poussin threw a black spatial ring towards Han Jian, and at the same time said in a condensed voice, "This time, I Poussin is defeated. I will give you something!"
Reaching out to take it, ecstasy appeared on Han Jian's face. You know, besides the good fortune pill given to Meng Fan, this thing also has a three-door Hongzi level exercise technique, which is also a great help to the three major forces.
Taking out the Pill of Good Fortune in it, Han Jian directly passed it into Meng Fan's hand, and said condensedly.
"Thank you, little guy!"
With a faint smile, Meng Fan grabbed the good luck pill with a hint of excitement in his heart. Owning this thing means that Wenrenhua has a lot of hope, not to mention that it is not uneconomical to be able to get help from a cheap and proud hand.
Suppressing the joy in his heart, Meng Fan said with his hands.
"Without the help of the two spiritual objects of the old man, I would not be able to refine it successfully!"
"What's there!" Han Jian shook his head with a sorrowful expression on his face. Putting away the Pill of Good Fortune, a huge stone fell in Meng Fan's heart, and his figure immediately moved, ready to leave here. You know, Meng Fan is a little cautious about carrying something like a pill of good fortune.
This is a Hunyuan area, a blind spot, and it is difficult for Meng Fan to guarantee that he will not be targeted by others. Among them, there are people who are cruel and cruel, and it is not impossible to it. Just as Meng Fan was about to leave, there was a voice behind him.
"Little brother, stay!"
When the voice fell, Meng Fan suddenly turned around and found that the speaker was Poussin. Taking a step forward, Poussin said condensedly, "Although you don't know who you learned from, your refining methods are quite powerful. I wonder if you have ever heard of...the soul first tower?"
Soul first tower!
It was him again, Meng Fan's heart moved, nodded, and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, I've heard of it, the holy land of the Soul Master!"
"Ok!"
Poussin nodded and moved his palm, and a black card appeared. Looking at this card, Qinglian and others behind him changed their expressions and looked at Poussin in surprise. Poussin smiled slightly and said condensedly.
"With this card, you will be able to participate in the core quota of the Soul First Tower in more than a year. It is a battle between the hundreds of empires around the soul masters. I hope you can represent the main force. The Empire is out!"
Core quota!
Maybe Meng Fan didn't know what it was, but after that, Poussin's four disciples knew that, including Han Jian, they all had a shocked expression.
You know, throughout the history of the soul-first tower's testing and selection, but after countless elections, only a few hundred people will be qualified to enter the soul-first tower.
And with this core quota, you don't need any selection, you can directly enter the soul first tower. Including Poussin's four disciples, Poussin has not given it today, but he personally gave it to someone who defeated his disciple!
For a moment, Meng Fan also felt the preciousness of this card, and said condensedly.
"Are you afraid that I will steal the limelight?"
"Haha!"
Poussin smiled and said lightly.
"I'm afraid you can't do it, little guy, you are at a very good level now, but compared to the little monsters in the Soul Xian Tower, it is still a little bit worse, not to mention that after self, there is no champion in the great empire. It was suppressed by other empires. I really hope that you can win a championship. The benefits to the soul masters of the Dagan Empire are not small!"
When the voice fell, Meng Fan nodded, this Poussin's bearing is pretty good.
Needless to say, Meng Fan wanted to enter the Soul Xian Tower once, because the fairy pond there was a fatal temptation for Meng Fan. You know, even though Meng Fan's mental power has reached the point where the soul realm is consummated, there is no clue to the death realm.
Only one step, the distance between heaven and earth!
At this distance, Meng Fan estimated that if he could really step into the fairy pond, it would be a huge help to his mental power. Therefore, this soul must go to Ta Mengfan, this Poussin helped him a lot!
Meng Fan said condensedly after receiving the card.
"Thank you, this thing is very helpful for me, I have written down this favor!"
"Haha!"
Poussin chuckled and said in a condensed voice, "If you can help defeat other empires, it would be great. It will be annoying to see those guys proud of the old man!"
"I try my best!"
Meng Fan said in a condensed voice, with a sharp look in his eyes. Being able to make Poussin all feel tricky, naturally he absolutely has unimaginable strength, even if it is Meng Fan today, I am afraid that there is not a big chance of winning, but fortunately, he still has a year!
"it is good!"
Poussin nodded, obviously he was content with Meng Fan's promise.
After arching his hand, Meng Fan's figure immediately retreated and came to this place. He himself came for this good fortune pill. Now that he has completed the task, Meng Fan naturally no longer hesitated and left the field quickly.
Looking at Meng Fan's disappearing back, everyone around him sighed, and complicated expressions passed.
Unexpectedly, there has been such an enchanting figure in the black city. Today's battle will definitely be rumored. The word Meng Fan will probably cause a sensation wherever he goes.
Standing in place, Qing Lian's delicate body trembled slightly, unexpectedly Poussin had given Meng Fan a core place for the soul first tower.
After a moment of silence, Qinglian had already moved Poussin's intentions on another level, and she muttered while looking at the direction of Meng Fan's disappearance.
"Meng Fan, I remember you. Although you defeated me this time, Qinglian will definitely not admit defeat. Compared to your being on the path of refining tools...it will definitely not be lonely!"