Chapter 541 Breaking Through the Eighth Stage

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Chapter 541 Breaking through the Eighth Grade

"Xiao Fan, don't bully people too much!" Yi Feimo was so scared that he took several steps back, Xiao Fan alone was enough for him to drink a pot.

Now a group?

Even Nangong Tianyi might not dare to fight together with a few people.

"Didn't you, Yi Feimo, say that you should rely on your ability? Now that you have a chance to compete for the Dragon Soul Fruit, you say that I'm too deceitful?" Xiao Fan looked at Yi Feimo with a smile on his face.

"You!" Yi Feimo was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"If I didn't look at Yi Sanye's face, I would kill you now, believe it or not?" Xiao Fan's eyes turned cold, and the murderous intent emanated quietly, "Since the moment you surrendered to Nangong Tianyi, you have no right Standing here, still want Dragon Soul Fruit?"

"roll!"

Seeing what Yi Feimo wanted to say, Xiao Fan yelled angrily, and spit out a murderous sword energy from his mouth, and went straight to Yi Feimo.

Yi Feimo's face changed wildly. He didn't expect Xiao Fan to make a move without saying hello. He stepped on his feet and jumped off the Thousand Chance Tower.

Feeling the icy chill on Xiao Fan's body, the others couldn't help shivering, and jumped towards the bottom of the Thousand Chance Tower.

"Yi Feimo, it's really a pity." Bei Chenfeng shook his head and said, "How many children of the big family can withstand the wind and rain?"

Suddenly, feeling Chu Qingkuang's sharp eyes, Bei Chenfeng coughed dryly and said, "Brother Chu is a real hero, of course he doesn't count among them."

Bei Chenfeng didn't dare to fight Chu Qingkuang, a lunatic, not because he was afraid of Chu Qingkuang's strength, but because Chu Qingkuang played ruthlessly, and he would never stop dying.

Several people waited quietly, one dragon soul fruit ripened one after another, and everyone had already made preparations, Bei Chenfeng got the third dragon soul fruit and entered the Thousand Chance Tower.

Then came Lou Aotian, then Chu Qingkuang, then Mad Wolf, Guan Xiaoqi, Yingfeng, and finally Xiao Fan.

The people in the distance could only watch Xiao Fan and the others disappear into the Tower of Thousand Chances.

"Hey, take a look!" Suddenly someone exclaimed, all eyes focused on the Qianji Tower, showing a look of horror.

I saw that the dragon soul tree withered suddenly and quickly, and the rich vitality disappeared.

Rumble!

Immediately afterwards, the Colorful Thousand Machines Tower also collapsed quickly, turning into a pile of ashes and rushing in all directions, and there was a rumbling sound from the huge deep pit.

"Collapsed? What about Xiao Fan and the others?" The crowd showed horrified looks, and many people secretly rejoiced that they didn't go in, otherwise they would definitely be dead.

"So what if you get the Dragon Soul Fruit? It's not a dead end. Let's go. There are still two months left. This ancient land is very vast, and there may be other treasures." Go in all directions.

The monks who entered the secret realm of the ancient land suffered countless casualties, and it was an immeasurable loss to both Dali and Dalong.

It is very rare to be able to survive. Compared with life, what are other things?

"Xiao Fan, you are killing yourself!" Yi Feimo snorted coldly and disappeared in place.

High in the sky, Xiao Ming let out a long roar, and swooped down, gusts of wind lifted the ruins of Qianji Tower, but unfortunately, there was no trace of Xiao Fan and the others.

Xiao Ming howled extremely unwillingly, it did not leave, but guarded on the pile of ruins, waiting quietly.

In a valley, Long Xiao was lying on a rock, and Long Chen was sitting beside him, quietly listening to the news that several monks had inquired about.

"Xiao You was killed by Xiao Fan? Cough~" Long Xiao got a little excited and coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood.

"It's fine to die." Long Chen said lightly, and added in his heart: "However, Grandma Tianxiang will not let him go, this Xiao Fan really ignores the world, and soon the Holy City will come to the Nine Dynasties of the Southern Region to choose Come on, when the Nine Great Emperors gather together, it will be another grand event."

"Next time I meet him, I will definitely defeat him." Long Xiao sternly said, Xiao You was killed, he was not so angry, but he was defeated by Xiao Fan, which made him extremely unwilling.

What he didn't know was that his injury was not healed by ordinary people at all.

"Next time, it should be soon." Long Chen squinted his eyes, looking a little confused.

It is said that when Xiao Fan entered the Tower of Thousand Machines, he felt that he had entered a passage of nothingness. The glow in the passage was flickering, and there was a huge sense of oppression.

He wanted to see everything in it clearly, but there was a twist around him, surrounded by dense silk threads in a spiral shape, and he became dizzy after watching it for a while.

"Why do I seem to travel through time and space?" Xiao Fan said to himself, feeling a chill in his heart. This Tower of Thousand Machines is completely different from what he imagined.

Like the Heart Refining Tower and the Soul Refining Tower, don't you have to fight all the time to go up level by level?

This Thousand Machines Tower is completely different. Xiao Fan feels that he is in a world of lines. The countless lines are constantly circling and growing rapidly. Xiao Fan feels that he is rotating with those spiral threads. The speed is too fast. .

"Soul pattern? It doesn't look like it." Xiao Fan touched his head, trying to catch those silk threads with his soul power, but he couldn't catch them at all, fast, not so fast, human eyes couldn't catch them at all.

"Wait, I seem to have seen this image somewhere before." Xiao Fan suddenly closed his eyes, and quietly sensed it with his soul power. Compared with the naked eye, the capture of soul power is much clearer, not to mention , Xiao Fan's soul power is extremely pure.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan's heart froze, and he said in surprise: "By the way, even the picture that Old Bei often stared at, there are so many silk threads, densely packed."

Xiao Fan's memory is really good, and he instantly thought of the weird picture at the beginning, and he was very sure that these silk threads should be the mysterious soul pattern.

However, Xiao Fan also began to worry, it was a soul pattern that even Bei Lao hadn't studied thoroughly, could he study it thoroughly?

Xiao Fan suspected that he was dreaming, but he didn't feel right, because there was a pure power coming from his body, and this power definitely came from the Dragon Soul Fruit.

Xiao Fan refined the power of the Dragon Soul Fruit, frowned and said: "This Dragon Soul Fruit may not be so powerful, why do I have no feeling of breakthrough at all!"

It's just that when Xiao Fan sank into his body, he found that most of the power of the Dragon Soul Fruit was absorbed by the ghost war spirit. To Xiao Fan's surprise, the ghost war spirit showed signs of breakthrough.

Now the ghost fighting spirit is at the seventh rank, if it breaks through again, wouldn't it be the eighth rank?

Xiao Fan quickly sat cross-legged, ignored the countless silk threads, and began to refine the majestic soul power of the Dragon Soul Fruit.

I don't know how long it took, You Lin's battle spirit surged, and the majestic fluctuations of soul power oscillated from Xiao Fan's body. As for the so-called artistic conception, Xiao Fan didn't feel it at all.

"Didn't it mean that refining the Dragon Soul Fruit could comprehend a kind of artistic conception?" Xiao Fan's face darkened slightly, but then he showed a smile, and said to himself: "Forget it, the ghost war spirit has finally broken through the eighth rank, and it is still possible What is there to hope for?"

"Hey, I swallowed a dragon soul fruit, several eighth-rank battle spirits, countless soul stones and soul crystals, and that pool of ice-attributed energy to barely break through the eighth-rank battle spirit. Difficult."

Thinking of the vast soul power needed for the ghost battle soul to advance, Xiao Fan felt miserable in his heart. It is too difficult for the ghost battle soul to break through.

After a long time, when the aura of the ghost fighting spirit finally stabilized, Xiao Fan opened his eyes again, those lines were still there, and the speed did not decrease at all.

"Hey, although the speed hasn't slowed down, how can I see it more clearly?" Xiao Fan's face showed a strange look. Could it be related to the strength of the ghost war spirit?

The tenth watch is delivered, and Lao Xie has tried his best.