Chapter 410: Han Leng
roll!
A word was spit out, between the electric light and flint, although Meng Fan stood still, but in the next moment a monstrous mental power rioted out of the sea of consciousness, fiercely bombarding the consciousness of the person in front of him. Above the sea.
His expression changed drastically, and the mental power in his body exploded crazily in the next moment, forming a wave of vitality like a long dragon, which instantly collided with Meng Fan's mental power. However, under the collision, the latter did not even hum, just flew out.
Whoosh!
The first figure flew horizontally, and Meng Fan stepped forward and took the spiritual value in his hand. He was betting one hundred thousand, which made Meng Fan quite excited. At the same time, looking at the next person, Meng Fan gave a sneer, and once again his mental energy surged away, bombarding away like a tide.
The third step of the dead undead soul!
Today's Meng Fan has already established a firm foothold in this realm, but only one of them has not exploded. In the next moment, the entire field flew around, and countless people flew out directly. Although these spirit weapon masters were extremely powerful, they were compared with others.
People are more dead than people, and they are thrown away!
The difference between these people’s mental powers and Meng Fan’s is not only a little bit, all accompanied by Meng Fan’s steps forward, the Soul Artifact Master in front of him either fainted or pale, and was happily taken away by Meng Fan’s spiritual value. The card was put into his spiritual value hand.
Real spiritual value!
There was a hint of excitement in Meng Fan's eyes, but he didn't think this was a good way to earn spiritual value, but unfortunately it could only be used once. Within a few breaths, more than 20 spirit weapon masters were directly blasted out by Meng Fan, and the spirit weapon masters of the Shenbing Camp behind suddenly noticed something wrong.
The aura on Meng Fan's body is really too fierce. Dealing with these spirit masters is nothing short of devastating. Without hesitation, it's just a face-to-face encounter!
"He is... the spiritual power of the immortal soul!"
In the next moment, there was finally a roar of a Soul Master, and the moment the sound fell, everyone around was in an uproar. You must know that Meng Fan used his vitality means and a monster-like body to spread throughout the entire Samsara Hall, but no one noticed the latter's mental power.
And he actually reached the undead soul, and with such confidence, he seemed to be a soul master, and in the next moment, the expressions of everyone in the field changed drastically, especially the people of these gods camp. His face was as gray as death, and he kept moving backwards.
In the face of Meng Fan, who is almost invincible among these human spirit masters, everyone understands that the Shenbing Camp has kicked on the iron plate this time, and the kick is strong, very painful!
We must know that in the face of the strong of undead souls, these people's tactics of the sea of people have no effect. The souls of the latter are immortal and immortal. Even without the body, they can exist between the world and the earth. Naturally, there is unimaginable Restore strength!
And when these people collided with him, it is estimated that just a face-to-face is a direct defeat, and they can only send spiritual value to Meng Fan!
It was too treacherous, no wonder he dared to bet against the people of the Shenbing Camp, countless Soul Masters gritted their teeth, but there was no way, all the pride was crushed at this moment. The result was a neat result. The Soul Master in front of him, Meng Fan suddenly came to one person in the next moment, his eyes met, and the look on Meng Fan's face was quite happy.
Because the person in front of him was pale, it was... Yang Tao!
At this moment, Yang Tao felt a little trembling on the soles of his feet, his eyes met Meng Fan, he swallowed, and said in a condensed voice, "Can you not try? I will give you this spiritual value card!" He glanced at Yang Tao. Meng Fan reached out to take the spiritual value card in his hand, only to find that his bet was not small, a full 200,000 spiritual value.
I really made it!
Putting it in his spiritual value card, Meng Fan patted Yang Tao on the shoulder, and in the next moment a monstrous spiritual force suddenly blasted away, directly impacting Yang Tao’s sea of consciousness, and directly Booming fainted to the ground, blood spit out.
For this kind of person, Meng Fan didn’t have any need to be merciful. He put a lot of effort into it. The latter is the second step of death, and he won’t die, but he needs to be healed properly. With this kind of soul injury, there is no one. It is estimated that Yang Tao could not use his mental power at all for half a year.
After solving Yang Tao, Meng Fan smiled slightly, and at the same time an icy voice spread around, "Who else do you? If you don't want to compete with me, then hand over the spiritual value card, I will not embarrass you!"
After all, these were the spirit weapon masters of the Shenbing Camp, and most of them did not have any grudges against him, and Meng Fan was also unwilling to hurt the innocent.
Hearing that, these Soul Artifact Masters quickly admitted that they were unlucky, and stepped forward and handed the spiritual value card to Meng Fan's hands.
One person almost swept all the Soul Masters of the entire God Barracks. At this moment, the people watching around him were like petrification. Such behavior is really too domineering, especially the spiritual power of the undead soul. It is the level that the old monster can have!
At this level, Meng Fan was almost swept away among these soul masters, and directly caused despair to the people he was dealing with, and he was not at the same level as an opponent. Behind him, Meng Xinge and others uttered countless cheers, and they admired Meng Fan incomparably.
The latter is worthy of being the backbone of the Mengxin Pavilion, and he really has the momentum to stabilize the universe! While standing in place, Meng Fan carefully looked at the spiritual value card in his hand, and a smug smile appeared on his face. Now he is really gaining a lot, and he has obtained a total of two million spiritual value. !
I finally took the first step towards that Kaitian Sanshi!
Meng Fan gave a wry smile, put away the spiritual value card, and immediately looked around. However, before Meng Fan could speak, a cold voice came from the air in the next moment.
"Okay, okay, I can't think of the enchanting Meng Fan who really appeared in this freshman class, really...tough!"
However, there was no compliment in the tone, and at the same time a figure slowly walked out of the crowd, it was a young man, himself a cultivation base of the Hunyuan realm, wearing a purple robe and slightly longer hair , Looked at Meng Fan, but a chill was like a knife.
In an instant, Meng Fan's expression also solidified, and stared at the man who appeared, only to realize that the latter was not just a powerful Hunyuan realm, but his soul fluctuated to death like himself. The third step of the realm, immortal soul!
"He is the strongest among the young generation in this camp, Han Leng!"|
Standing behind him, Gu Qing reminded, and Han Leng obviously has a very large summoning power here. At the moment when he appeared, everyone around him made a noise, the eyes of countless gods camps There is hope in it.
You must know that the latter is the strongest person in this magical camp to remove old monsters. Even if Meng Fan's edge is unmatched before, he is afraid that it will end in front of Han Leng. You must know Han Leng's spiritual talent. Even the many elders of the Reincarnation Hall praised the method of refining.
"It's him. He has a very close relationship with Gu Xie. This time it should be the ghost of him, so that Yang Tao and the others can be so confident and not give us a task!" Gu Qing gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice. A chill flashed in Meng Fan's eyes.
At the next moment, taking a step forward, Meng Fan said faintly, "I don't dare to be tough, I just want to get back what belongs to me!" Upon hearing this, Han Leng smiled unceasingly, and said coldly: " I'm afraid what you want is not so easy to take!"
Oh!
Meng Fan raised his brows, and said condensedly, "What do you mean!"
"Since you have come here and have won so many spirit weapon masters from our Shenbing Ying, then you can also prove that you are a spirit weapon master!" Han Leng smiled slightly, but his eyes were staring at Meng Fan. Seeing through Meng Fan sharply.
"If that's the case, then it's better.... Let's choose something that both sides don't know how to do, and at the same time, we will compare the refining methods. If I win, I will take all the tasks that Mengxin Pavilion deserves. For you, if you lose, you will exchange the spiritual value of everyone back for me, and apologize to me in public, how?"
Han Leng's voice fell, and everyone's heart could not help hanging up. This was a naked declaration of war, and it was a means of competition. If you know about killing, then Han Leng will definitely retreat, but in the field of refining, Han Leng is the leader among the juniors of the Samsara Hall. No one can beat him. Naturally, he has absolute confidence. .
Everyone's eyes focused on Meng Fan, knowing that fighting and not fighting are all in one thought. And Meng Fan looked calm and said with a smile,
"You won't be able to make a profit in this business!"
"Haha, stop talking nonsense, I'll ask you Han Leng, do you dare or dare not, if you dare not, get out of this **** barracks obediently, don't talk about tasks with me in the future! "
Han Leng sneered and said word by word.
The four eyes were facing each other, and the space around them faintly smelled of gunpowder. Everyone around them held their breath and observed Meng Fan's movements. However, in the next moment, Meng Fan shook his head, and a trace of contempt flashed across Han Leng’s face, and he said in a condensed voice.
"Why, are you timid? Go ahead, you who are bullying and fearful of hardship are not welcome here!"
The irony was that the voice fell, Meng Fan smiled unceasingly, and at the same time responded,
"I just feel that the bet is not enough. If you want to compete with the refining tool, then just play a little bit bigger. No one adds 5 million spiritual points, how about?"
