Chapter 460 This Bad Old Man Is Ruthless!

Mr. Wuliu seemed to be cornered by Yang Fan.

The momentum on his body was surging, and a spiritual will far surpassing that of a junior king suddenly descended, directly putting pressure on Yang Fan and Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe looked shocked and confused.

Shocked by Mr. Wuliu's strength.

Confused because he didn't even fart, why did Chi Yu get hurt? Could it be that his super good looks got him into trouble again?

This old man is already very old, why is he still so jealous?

Fortunately, the Yuan Ling on Wang Zhe's head covered him with a layer of spiritual defense in time when he was under heavy pressure.

Otherwise, even if he has advanced to the seventh-level Martial Sect and the sixth-level Psychiatrist, he will still be forced to lie on the ground like a dead dog unable to move under the coercion of this extremely powerful will.

But even so, Wang Zhe was so suppressed that he was so bald that he felt a little difficult to stand up.

Although Yuan Ling's spiritual strength is strong, under the violent spiritual will of Mr. Wuliu, at best, she can only ensure that her master will not be pushed into the ground.

Well, even if you have to lose.

You have to lose with dignity and handsomeness.

Most importantly, don't land face first.

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes, he didn't expect the old man's reaction to be so strong.

What does this mean?

This shows that there may really be some hidden rewards in this level, but it was just missed by this black-hearted old man.

Not necessarily impossible.

This old man already has a criminal record, the cup of spirit tea before is the best proof.

"The power of the king!"

Yang Fan unhurriedly enveloped his whole body with the majesty of the king, and then his figure sank slightly, his waist slightly bent, which was able to resist the spiritual will imposed on him by Mr. Wuliu.

"You have absorbed a bit of the king-level spiritual will of the mysterious king Mr. Wuliu, and your heart has been touched, and the king's prestige has been slightly strengthened.

Mental Power +50, Spiritual Will +10, Soul Strength +20. "

"You have absorbed a trace of the king-level spiritual will of the mysterious king Mr. Wuliu, and you have touched your heart. The king's prestige has been slightly strengthened, mental power +50, spiritual will +10, and soul strength +20."

"..."

Yang Fan was happy.

I feel that this old gentleman is really a good person!

Giving this away for a while, and giving away that for a while, he was a little embarrassed to accept it, he was just a boy who gave away money, did you?

Originally, I just wanted to cheat him before leaving, but I didn't expect to get a windfall so soon.

It made him not want to leave now.

Once, twice, five times, ten times...

Yang Fan's absorption speed is very fast, and he has devoured more than 20 times in a short time.

Although the mental power that can be obtained each time is not a lot, but the rhythm is too frequent.

It's only been a short period of effort, maybe even ten seconds, and more than a thousand points of mental power have been added to the account, which is pretty cool!

Yang Fan was delighted, and wished that Mr. Wuliu could hold on for a while longer, preferably ten or eight minutes, maybe he would be able to gather up the spiritual limit of 100,000 points in one fell swoop, and directly break through to the realm of a spiritual master.

"Huh? What's going on, why is the old man's breath constantly weakening?!"

Mr. Wuliu's body flickered, and he quickly withdrew his released mental will, staring at Yang Fan with a look of surprise.

At the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, some extra wear and tear was unavoidable when exerting mental coercion and releasing spiritual will.

But with the continuous loss of spiritual will, he soon discovered that when his external spiritual will came into contact with Yang Fan's body, all of them obediently got into Yang Fan's body and became Yang Fan's weapon for improving his cultivation. Nutrients!

What the hell!

Dare to say that he is not a thief, a guy who will not let go of the spirit and will of others, what is he if he is not a thief?

No wonder he always felt that something was wrong, the speed of the loss of soul power had obviously increased a lot, and after a long time of trouble, it was all caused by this little thief!

"However, what kind of innate talent is this? Why is he able to directly absorb and refine the willpower released by others?"

Mr. Wuliu said that he has never seen such shameless stealing skills in his life for so long.

He secretly checked the total amount of his soul, and in just a minute or so, his original source of soul was reduced by 1%. Mr. Wuliu shuddered in distress, feeling that his phantom had become more illusory.

Fortunately, he noticed it in time and restrained himself in time, otherwise, after a while, he might be sucked dry by the little thing Yang Fan.

"Also, this guy is obviously not at the king level, how can he have the power of a king?"

"Besides, this is a secret realm of martial arts. Doesn't it mean that except for the natives here and their gatekeepers who can have the strength of the false king level, the cultivation strength of all outsiders will be limited to below the king level?"

"Why is Yang Fan, Mao, so easily able to use the majesty of the king that should not have appeared in this secret realm? Doesn't it make sense?"

Mr. Wuliu was in doubt, and there was a trace of fear and retreat in his eyes when he looked at Yang Fan.

I can't afford it.

He has already cultivated to the state of Dzogchen for a heaven-level illusion array like fantasy reality, and his strength is already comparable to that of the gatekeeper. The same illusion can no longer have the corresponding effect on Yang Fan.

What's more, he even showed his own trump card just now. The king-level spiritual will is so strong. Under normal circumstances, who can stop it, who can't be scared to lie on the ground, trembling?

But in fact, not only did his spiritual will not scare Yang Fan, Yang Fan even took the opportunity to steal a lot of soul energy. Got lost.

"Hey! Why did it stop!"

Yang Fan raised his head and glanced at Mr. Wuliu a little unhappily, and said:

"Old man, keep going. We young people just need to be educated and educated by old men like you. Come on, come on, don't stop!"

After finally heaving a sigh of relief, Wang Zhe, who just got up from under the table, twitched the corner of his mouth, wondering if his little cousin had been frightened into a fool, why did he start to have a tendency to masochistic?

Even if you want to provoke or die, you can't be so direct.

That's the mental coercion of a king. If you do this, if you stimulate the old man, if you get angry for a while, you might really crush him to death!

Wang Zhe felt like he was going crazy.

He couldn't keep up with the thinking rhythm of his little cousin.

Mr. Wuliu also twitched the corner of his mouth.

Again?

It's a good idea, do you really think of the old man as a boy who gave away money?

That is the original strength of this old man. It took hundreds of years to accumulate such a large-scale strength. How could it be so easy to take advantage of you, a little thief?

Mr. Wuliu tightened his spirit, restrained his breath, and looked at Yang Fan vigilantly, not daring to leak any more spirit and will.

"Forget it!" Mr. Wu Liu took a cautious look at Yang Fan, shrugged suddenly, and sighed resignedly: "Since you have discovered the flaw, the old man will no longer hide it."

"Little friend Yang Fan just said it well. In fact, the big front door just now was just a reward for clearing the previous level."

"And this level actually has a hidden reward, which tests your ability to comprehend and learn the heavenly illusion array. As long as you can practice the heavenly illusion array of fantasy reality to the entry level and even the spiritual realm, you will be able to Obtain a complete phantom array map from this old man, and help you quickly break through the control ability of the phantom formation to a perfect state."

Speaking of this, Mr. Wuliu looked at Yang Fan with some embarrassment.

"However, this little friend Yang Fan's talent in the phantom formation is too amazing. Almost without the slightest guidance from the old man, he has already comprehended and refined this dreamy and realistic heavenly phantom formation to the state of Dzogchen .”

"Looking at the way he used the illusion just now and the realism of the scenes he created, it is not far from the strength of the old man's array. The so-called array map reward has naturally become a joke."

"So, it's not that I don't want to give it, it's that the remaining rewards are useless to Yang Fan and won't be of much use anymore."

The old man spoke with sincerity, as if it was true.

Yang Fan looked at the old man suspiciously, not quite believing it.

Having said so much, there is still no benefit to fart, which is tantamount to talking in vain.

He figured it out, this bad old man is full of thieves and ruthless, who knows if he is deliberately fooling them now?

"You have been in the fantasy reality of the heaven-level psionic magic array for a minute, and your heart has been touched, and your understanding of the fantasy reality array has been further deepened. The array experience +1, and the skill proficiency +100."

A system prompt sounds.

The skills and experience that Yang Fan can gain have become less, which means that his fantasy and reality array ability will soon be equal to the illusion array in front of him. At that time, there will be no more secrets for him here .

"However, if you really want it, I won't be stingy." Mr. Wuliu glanced at Wang Zhe who was next to Yang Fan, and said, "This map is not very helpful to Yang Fan, but this If little friend Wang Zhe is willing, he can try to accept the inheritance of the old man's array diagram."

Wang Zhe was taken aback.

What is this going to do? Could it be that Wang Zhe is about to turn around again?

Phantasm Master.

Has an unpopular profession as rare as a soul refiner start to open his warm embrace to him now?

"I do not want!"

Wang Zhe shook his head decisively without hesitation.

He knew very well what material he was, a waste of mental power who couldn't even refine half a cup of ninth-level spiritual tea, and what kind of illusionist was not suitable for him at all, okay?

What's more, in the face of this bad old man, he has always been jealous of his peerless appearance, and his heart is so small. During the period, he has tripped him more than once, but now he suddenly becomes so enthusiastic, there must be a conspiracy !

Hmph, it's all a routine, he won't be fooled!