Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

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Under this kind of pressure, Wang Feng felt that his soul power was running and absorbed much faster, and the muscle fibers in his body were repeatedly compressing and solidifying themselves.

At this time, Meng Shenji felt a little relieved when he felt Wang Feng mobilize his soul power.

Did he finally use his soul power?

However, after level 60, the increase in pressure at each level is far stronger than the previous level!

As the soul power is cultivated to a later stage, the gap between levels will become wider and wider!

Immediately afterwards, Mengshenji began to continue to increase the soul power pressure, slowly increasing level by level.

Instead, he felt that he was under the most pressure.

Meng Shenji simply couldn't imagine that he was exerting soul power pressure on a thirty-fourth level soul master...

Until level sixty-four.

Wang Feng's expression changed slightly, and his whole soul power was running wildly to resist this pressure, but the terrifying soul power pressure was like a wave of tsunami, hitting him, stirring the space around him, and every time Within seconds, he seemed to have endured countless ruthless slaps.

"Xuan Ming Jia!"

Wang Feng quietly released the Xuanming Armor and attached it to the surface of his body without anyone noticing.

What's interesting is that Wang Feng found that under this terrifying soul power pressure, his control over the Xuanming Thorn seemed to become faster!

With joy in his heart, he shifted his attention, allowing his body to automatically use his soul power to resist, while at the same time controlling every trace of his soul power to control the Xuan Ming thorns in subtle ways.

One... two... fifty... sixty.

Damn it, in this state, the control over the number of Xuanming Thorns increases, it is really obvious. No wonder Xiao San's Eight Spider Spears can be perfectly controlled in this situation... In this trip, he can control hundreds of them with less words!

Wang Feng used the first three hundred sticks for almost five months, and the average for the next two months was one hundred sticks a month. As his control of soul power became more and more sophisticated, the number he controlled increased rapidly.

Now under the pressure of this soul power, it has increased dramatically!

.Also, this control cannot be discovered.

It's like the levator ani exercise, which tightens the anus and exercises the anal sphincter.

You stand next to someone and unknowingly perform dozens of levator movements. Others will not notice it at all...unless the other person has a fluoroscopy scan, which can clearly understand the movements of the muscles in your body.

The same goes for the three Soul Douluo Meng Shenji. Unless you can see through and clearly see the flow of soul power in Wang Feng's body, you can only see the Xuanming Armor and Xuanming Thorn.

In this way, under this situation, Wang Feng quickly increased his control over the number of Xuanming thorns.

At this time, Wang Feng's mental consciousness was all about controlling the subtle soul power, pouring into the Xuanming Thorn for micro-control.

Outside, horror appeared on everyone's faces.

"This kid Xiaofeng...doesn't it count as using martial arts? He has almost reached the sixty-seventh level of soul power pressure!"

Zhao Wuji was in a cold sweat. At level sixty-seven, even if he was in Wang Feng's position, he would probably feel a little uncomfortable. He had to use martial arts.

Meng Shenji didn't dare to increase the pressure of his soul power.

Because if he improves further, he will need to be possessed by a martial soul to ensure exquisite control. Otherwise, if he is not careful, the pressure of the soul power will crush the opponent to death!

"Stop it for now..."

Zhilin also saw a slight layer of sweat on his forehead. There was nothing they could do. At this point, they really didn't know where the limit of this monster captain was.

What if something goes wrong if the pressure continues?

However, at this moment, Wang Feng opened his eyes in confusion and said:

"Why don't you continue?"

"..." Everyone.

Wang Feng felt that the speed of controlling Xuanming Thorn had slowed down, and then he came back to his senses. It seemed that the opponent's soul power could no longer suppress him.

At this time, the controllable number of Xuanming thorns has increased to more than four hundred.

However, just after regaining consciousness, Wang Feng felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if he was suffocating to breathe.

Ma De, I was completely focused on the control of Xuanming Thorn just now... I didn't feel it...

Wang Feng broke out in a cold sweat, "We are almost reaching the limit... However, if we go to the limit, we may be able to inspire meteor tears... even once! But if the level of pressure rises again, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it, but if there are three The sixty-seventh level soul power pressure should be just right."

There is no way, the subsequent increase in soul power pressure at each level is too huge.

Level one is a world of difference.

To put it simply, if level 69 is too high, the body will probably explode and the Meteor Tears will be too late. Level 68 is not enough to trigger the Meteor Tears.

Three level 67 is just right.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng could not help but lower his voice and said:

"Can you please ask the other two seniors to join me and maintain this soul power pressure? Give me a helping hand?"

"..." Everyone.

"Interesting, interesting!"

Bai Baoshan and Zhilin were really shocked by these words. Not everyone can bear the pressure of soul power!

The sixty-seventh level of soul power pressure given by Meng Shenji at this moment is even more terrifying than the sixth soul skill that Zhao Wuji used back then! This is the soul power pressure given by Contra!

three?

Not even Zhao Wuji dared to say that.

The three seniors looked at each other, and their hearts moved slightly when they saw Wang Feng's firm eyes.

"Come and try."

Meng Ning said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Bai Baoshan and Zhilin no longer hesitated, and two terrifying soul power pressures fell directly on Wang Feng's body!

boom!

A wave of energy surged from Wang Feng's body. Ning Rongrong and others could not help but use their soul power to resist the overflowing pressure.

Almost instantly, countless crackling bones appeared all over Wang Feng's body.

Under the terrifying pressure, Wang Feng's body instantly reached its limit!

The golden lotus slowly appeared in Wang Feng's palm.

The meteor tears in his body finally gave out a faint energy that circulated throughout his body. This energy was not much, and it was not enough to significantly improve his physical fitness at this time!

But it can increase the soul power level!

The energy in Meteor Tears is extremely pure! Wang Feng doesn't know what this energy is, but it must be very advanced!

The trickle of water flowed through Wang Feng's limbs and bones. The feeling of comfort almost made Wang Feng so addicted that he couldn't help blurting out:

"shuang"

The voice fell.

Suddenly, the entire reception room fell into dead silence!

Mad, why do I feel so familiar!

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but think about it.

At the same time, the other three Contras were really stunned?

Cool?

Are you feeling happy now?

We are three Contras, with sixty-seven levels of pressure!

"Hey, his soul power has broken through!"

At this time, Meng Shenji and the others looked at each other, quickly withdrew their soul power, and looked at Wang Feng at this time.

Under the influence of the golden lotus, the green mist turned into golden light. The golden light draped over Wang Feng's body seemed to have an extra layer of golden gauze, which was extremely dazzling!

As the soul power circulates, the golden lotus in the palm exudes a light and soft aura.

It only made everyone in the entire reception room feel a sense of warmth!

"Close to level 36!" Wang Feng was a little excited!

The meteor tears inspired this time were not many, because the pressure of soul power did not allow him to reach his true physical limit.