Supreme God King

On the huge square, at this moment, under the shadows of many people, it seemed so noisy. You must know that when you come to this kind of event, the eyes that gather are not even a little bit.

The entire field was densely packed with people, and in the midst of the violent noise, Meng Fan's figure stood among the long crowd to qualify for this registration.

We must know how many soul masters have been attracted by this battle of immortal ponds. As the highest sacred place here, the qualifications for selection naturally have a very high threshold, and the first threshold among them is to be born or have a second-order. Qualification as a Soul Master, otherwise you would not even be able to take the first step.

Touching his nose, Meng Fan stood a little lazily on the spot. At this moment, under the black robe, no one knew his identity, and he was happy. After all, the two words Meng Fan came out now. Rao This is the Upper Capital, which might also cause a huge sensation.

On the huge black tower above the mountain peak, it is not only necessary to have a position to stand here, but the core figure in the soul first tower has such qualifications.

However, the youngest among them, Meng Fan, knew him, and he was indeed Poussin who was in the dead-end city that day. As the national teacher of the Dagan Empire, the sixth-tier spirit master, he was in the spirit of the first tower. Zhong also has the qualifications of an elder.

His eyes flickered, Poussin said with a smile.

"Unexpectedly, the competition is starting again, so familiar!"

"Haha... I don't know if a group of dark horses will come out again this time, Old Pu, your Da Gan Empire has been in a lonely state now!"

On the side, a black-robed old man said with a smile. If he didn't look closely, he wouldn't be able to find the difference in his body at all, because at this moment there was no vitality fluctuation in the old man, just like an ordinary person.

But if the real strong person is to find out, because the old man’s mental power has reached a very restrained level, he can control his whole body and prevent him from making any changes, even if he is hiding behind a broken element realm strong person, relying on The perception of the other party is also undetectable.

You must know that the duel between the strong is not based on eyesight, but on the strong sense of aura. If this old man chooses to attack, it will be terrible!

Of course, to be able to do this, at least to reach the second step of the dead soul, in the state of true death, but the old man has obviously broken through this state and reached the third step of the dead, so that the entire Sifang domain The soul masters of the soul are all looking up, the real old monster of the soul first tower, the tower master Soul Zhantian!

Immortal soul!

How terrible the old man standing in place is, I am afraid that the soul realm alone is equivalent to a strong man in the mixed element state, not to mention the old man himself is also a strong man in the mixed element state, but the strong vitality fluctuations are born by it. Hidden in the body, motionless.

You must know that with the undead soul, even if the body is annihilated, it can still survive. With the soul regeneration, it is stored between the heaven and the earth, like Ruo Shuiyi, without a body, but it can survive, so the soul battle in front of you Even if Tian is in the Quartet, he is considered the top powerhouse, and he can suppress so many arrogant generations in the Soul Tower.

"Hmph, old ghost, this time is not necessarily the case, my disciple should get a good ranking!" Poussin smiled and said lightly.

"Oh!"

Hun Zhantian shook his head and said with a smile.

"Aoba is considered to be Xueling's extremely strong opponent. Among the juniors, he should be able to rank in the top five. This time there are only a few who can finally hit the top of the tower. Aoba is barely one!"

"Almost, but there may be someone else who, you don't know, is qualified to hit the top of the tower!" Poussin's eyes flashed and said lightly.

"what?"

Hun Zhantian turned his head and looked at Poussin with interest, knowing that the former would definitely not be aimless.

"Just look at it, but I don't know whether this guy has come or not. With his ability, I am afraid that he should be qualified to fight Xue Ling!"

Poussin shook his head and said with a smile, but a look of expectation flashed across his eyes.

Among the crowd, Meng Fan was a little lazy. After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, it was finally his turn. Some people around him were full of joy, but some people could only leave disappointed. The general review of the Soul Xian Tower is extremely strict, and it is impossible for anyone to have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

With a slight smile, as far as Meng Fan's eyes were, his brow wrinkled in the next moment.

Because the people who stand to welcome the reviewers who come and go to participate in the battle of the fairy pond are a group of young young people, all of whom are wearing the specific black robe of the Soul Xian Tower, and the logo of the Soul Xian Tower is worn on them.

However, one of the yellow robe youths looked at him with a faint chill. With Meng Fan's current mental power, he naturally noticed at a glance, his brows were raised, but he didn't make a sound.

At the next moment, a woman in front had already said loudly.

"next!"

Taking a step out, Meng Fan came directly to the woman. The woman in front of her was dressed in a red robe and had a good appearance. She was a disciple of the Soul Xian Pagoda. Otherwise, he would select all the people above the Tier 2 Soul Master.

Looking at Meng Fan, the woman took out a white stone and said in a condensed voice: "Put your hand on it and instill mental energy into it!"

The voice was quite pleasant, Meng Fan nodded, and just about to stretch out his palm, in the next moment, a cold voice came from behind him.

"Wait!"

While speaking, the young man in yellow robe walked towards here with a soft smile on his face, causing all the disciples of the Soul Xian Pagoda around him, including the red robe woman in charge of the audit, to stand up, all giving a deep gift. Ning Sheng said.

"Brother Huang Feng!"

It is also the medal of the wearer's soul first tower, but on Huang Feng's chest there is an additional medal of the fourth-order weapon soul master. At such an age, it is natural that countless people pay attention and admire it.

After scanning Meng Fan, Huang Feng smiled slightly and said lightly.

"Your audited crystal is broken, use mine!"

As the voice fell, the red-robed woman's expression changed and she said in surprise.

"No, this kind of crystal stone is..."

"To shut up!"

Huang Feng sneered and looked at Meng Fan. With five fingers spread out, a black stone appeared and placed it quietly in front of Meng Fan, and said lightly.

"You, just use this stone to test, if he shines, you will pass!"

The stone in front of me is a black ordinary stone. No matter how strong the spiritual power is, this kind of stone will not respond. It is **** to shine!

The sound fell, and the audience couldn't help making an uproar. Everyone looked at the scene, and they all knew that it was Huang Feng who could make things difficult for Meng Fan, so he did it deliberately.

Around it, all the disciples of the Soul Xian Pagoda looked at each other. You must know that Huang Feng is one of the core disciples of the Soul Xian Pagoda. He has great power. They can't even see it in normal days, not to mention. Dare to speak to stop Huang Feng.

Everyone talked a lot, but no matter who it was, they didn't dare to take action at this moment. After all, Huang Feng's identity and strength were there. Even if he asked Meng Fan to leave directly, I am afraid that everyone could only pretend not to see it.

This is the Hun Xian Pagoda, and Huang Feng has extremely large rights here. Meng Fan said calmly as his eyes flashed.

"Are you sure your brain is not sick?"

Hearing this, Huang Feng's mouth twitched and said with a sneer.

"Here, this is the rule. If you obey it, follow it. Otherwise, just leave me obediently. Don't waste time. There are still a lot of people in line behind you!"

While speaking, Huang Feng slapped a color behind him, and someone in the team behind Meng Fan suddenly said with dissatisfaction.

"Hurry up, don't delay Lao Tzu's time!"

"Yes, is there a place to talk here!"

"There are so many people waiting for you. If it doesn't work, just go down!"

Many of the young people were full of indignation, and did not see that it was an ordinary stone in Huang Feng's hands, and their tone was full of impatientness.

For an instant, Meng Fan was on the cusp of the storm, but for the duties around him, Meng Fan's eyes flickered and smiled coldly.

It seems that the opponent is Liu Long’s people. This should be a game set by Liu Long. Everyone here should be his **** to stop him. The opponent is a good calculation. If you don’t know the Soul Xian Pagoda. For the strong among them, I am afraid that they are not even qualified to enter.

If it is forced to break, then he will definitely be blamed on the crime of making trouble, and then Liu Long may still be able to say that the strong in the soul first tower will deal with him.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands. Even today's Meng Fan is not sure to forcibly enter the holy land of this soul master. He can't help but laugh, and it is really hard to guard against.

Seeing Meng Fan's silence, Huang Feng naturally thought that Meng Fan was already in a state of retreat, and couldn't help but sneered.

"Boy, let me hurry up if you are acquainted, whoever offends you is not good, but offends Big Brother Liu Long. If you want to enter the second step of the review, you have no chance at all!"

With a faint smile, Meng Fan under the black robe moved. In the next moment, a white palm stretched out, but it made everyone in the field look like they moved because they couldn't see the trajectory of the palm. , To the extreme.

Suddenly, Huang Feng’s expression suddenly changed, and his figure receded, thinking that Meng Fan was not willing to take a shot, his vitality immediately surged from his body, surrounding Huang Feng, as if he was facing an enemy. .

The people around him also tensed up and down at the same time, forming an extremely tight formation, firmly enclosing Meng Fan's figure.

You must know that standing in place Meng Fan, under the black robe, even though the surrounding spiritual power is like a tide, no one can see exactly how Meng Fan's strength is.

But at the next moment, the outstretched palm didn't make any movement, just spread out slowly, one of the cards exuded a gloomy light, and at the same time an indifferent voice came out.

"You take a look at this... can you shut up?"