The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 124 Martial Soul Reshaping?

Although he had already overestimated Contra's strength as much as possible, it was actually far beyond Mo Fan's expectations.

If his body hadn't been strengthened many times, he would probably be a useless person by now.

However, although it is not yet disabled, it is facing a more serious problem.

His Wuhun strike? !

The boredom of lying on the hospital bed is probably only understood by the patient.

Therefore, during the boring time, Mo Fan tried to summon his martial soul to play on a whim.

But if you don't try, you won't know, it will be embarrassing once you try, your martial soul doesn't respond to your call at all, there is no movement at all.

In Mo Fan's own cognition, Wuhun is a special part of his soul.

And the upgrade of a soul master is the process of completely integrating this special part with oneself.

Even if Mo Fan can't wield it like an arm at this stage, a simple summon should be possible.

However, after going through that battle, his martial soul actually paid attention to him!

What's the difference between that and ignoring yourself? !

Mo Fan tried his best to calm himself down and tried many times, but there was still no response.

In desperation, he also asked Yue Guan, Bibi Dong and the others, and even Qian Daoliu for help, but there was no result.

Fortunately, Mo Fan can still perceive the existence of his own martial soul, which is not the worst result.

On this day, Mo Fan's physical injuries have fully recovered, and he is moving around in the yard.

However, there was no such plot of stomping on people. As usual, Mo Fan's yard was still deserted.

"Boss, we're here to see you!"

Mo Fan didn't see anyone, so he heard Qin Mo's incongruous voice first.

"Mo Fan, your martial spirit...is it still not working?" After sitting down, Hu Liena asked impatiently.

This is not to blame for Hu Liena's impatience. After all, Mo Fan has become like this, and she is also partly responsible.

Time went back to the battle a week ago, and the two martial soul fusion skills were a bit of a stretch in front of Xiao Huai's powerful strength after his berserk.It will be a matter of time before they lose.

However, it was a coincidence that Yaomei happened to be by Xiao Huai's side at the moment when he withdrew from the fusion technique.

It was originally an excellent location for a surprise attack, but now it is a deadly distance.

And Hu Liena was only one meter away from Xiao Huai.

Naturally, Xiao Huai would not let go of this sudden opportunity, and prepared to kill him in one fell swoop.

Mo Fan, who was in charge of restraining him, saw that the situation was not good, so he couldn't care too much, he threw the Panlong Moxiao out of his hand without hesitation, and blocked Hu Liena's fatal claw.

Although Qi Wuhun was very hard, but with a blow from Contra in the front, there were still some cracks on Panlong Moxiao's body, and Mo Fan, the master of Wuhun, was also spitting out blood.

Perhaps the injury was too serious, Mo Fan didn't take the initiative to recall it, Panlong Mo Xiao also returned to Mo Fan's body unsteadily.

It was that blow that led to Mo Fan's current state.

Thinking about it carefully, he was very lucky that his martial soul didn't collapse on the spot.

So Mo Fan was not in a hurry, he just gave his martial spirit a few days off.

Facing Hu Liena's guilt, Mo Fan just shook his head indifferently, "It's still the same, but don't worry too much, it's all because the martial soul has fallen into dormancy. It's okay."

"Boss, I heard some unfavorable rumors about you in the Spirit Hall." Qin Mo said with some displeasure.

I didn't intend to hide the matter of my martial soul, so it's normal for the people below to have some guesses.

They didn't step on people face to face, Mo Fan had to thank his teacher for taking control.

"There is no need to care about them. The only one who can determine my status is the current pope, my teacher."

Qin Mo just mentioned it in passing, mainly to calm the hearts of others. After receiving Mo Fan's reply, he nodded and stopped talking.

Mo Fan saw that everyone was silent, so he said: "Okay, let's all go back to practice, maybe after you upgrade, my martial spirit will be normal..."

Before he could finish speaking, a strong sense of dizziness hit his brain.

"Boss!"

Qin Mo, who was sitting next to Mo Fan, saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to hold him back, but was pushed to the ground by a strong soul force.

"How is this going?!"

Looking at Mo Fan who was supported by an invisible force, everyone was shocked.

However, Hu Liena quickly calmed down, "Brother, hurry up and tell the Pope what happened here. Qin Mo, block this place! Hurry up!"

At this time, Mo Fan had already fallen into his own consciousness space, looking at the nine giant dragons that kept roaring, his face was full of disbelief.

Nine giant dragons, four entities and five illusions, hovered constantly in his consciousness space.

And Mo Fan found his ink flute in a corner of the space.

The dragon pattern on the ink flute has disappeared. Combined with the nine giant dragons in front of him, Mo Fan guesses that they are the dragon pattern itself.

Originally, when nothing happened, the dragon pattern would reside on the ink flute, and the relationship with the ink flute was a kind of instrument and spirit.

If Mo Fan is willing, he can call it back to Mo Xiao in the consciousness space at any time.

But this time, no matter how he ordered, the nine dragons would ignore him.

Looking at the long flute covered in cracks in his hand, he seemed to be disgusted by them.

And just when Mo Fan had nothing to do with them, the nine giant dragons began to change.

Mo Fan's small courtyard is not very far from Bibi Dong's retreat, where Xie Yue met Guiyue and the other two who were protecting the law outside.

After telling the two about Mo Fan, Yue Guan took Xie Yue back to the small courtyard, while Ghost Douluo stayed behind.

When they arrived, they saw Qin Mo and others looking anxiously outside the courtyard.

"What's going on? Why did you all come out?"

Hearing the familiar delicate male voice, Qin Mo quickly turned around and responded, "We don't think about it either. I don't know what happened to the boss. His soul power soared, squeezing us all out."

After Yue Guan heard this, he looked towards the small courtyard. According to his perception, there was indeed a huge soul power surging in the courtyard.

But this energy is very strange, like the soul power of nine soul sects surging in the courtyard.

"Mo Fan is the only one in the yard, is there anyone else?" Yue Guan gave them a strange look.

Qin Mo and the others looked at each other, who else could be in the yard besides the boss?

"Only the boss, why? There are others?"

Hearing this, Yueguan walked into the courtyard suspiciously.

Those tyrannical soul powers did not stop him at all. After entering the courtyard, a scene that subverted his cognition was unfolded before his eyes.

Mo Fan's Martial Soul is being reshaped!

(End of this chapter)