Chapter 950: Holy Land Soul

In the ancient secret room, the surroundings are simple and simple, and the power of the mysterious space in the faint completely isolates the surroundings, making this space independent, which can be described as airtight, but an excellent place for cultivation.

Among them, a figure sitting cross-legged, wearing a blue shirt and white hair, was surprisingly Meng Fan. But now there was a dignified look on Meng Fan's small face, his eyes swept across the two boxes in front of him.

These two boxes are extremely delicate, they have already been opened, two of them are slowly flickering, one of them is placed in the reincarnation grass, and the other is naturally the life soul pill!

Reincarnation grass, life soul pill!

Now these two gods have obviously fallen into the hands of Meng Fan. The two eighth-tier gods are both mysteriously helpful to the soul power. At a glance, there is a faint between these two gods. A peculiar nature is...immortality!

"After spending so much effort, it's finally time to try!"

Meng Fan's pupils shrank and muttered softly.

Obviously, after obtaining this life soul pill, Meng Fan did not hesitate, and directly found an excellent location for retreat in this pill Dao Sect, ready to choose to improve his strength here.

All kinds of methods, thousands of tricks, but the absolute power that really lies between the world and the earth is strength!

Looking across the two boxes, Meng Fan was silent for a moment, and slowly exhaled, all the distracting thoughts in his heart had disappeared, and with a flick of his finger, a simple scroll appeared in his palm. It was absolutely... ...The immortal spirit technique.

The Heavenly Word level soul technique is so powerful. I don't know how many people have failed in ancient times. Even if Meng Fan has gathered two immortal gods now, he is quite worried about the cultivation technique.

You must know that among them, there are already more than a thousand strong people who have failed. Among them, there are many old monsters and geniuses, but they want to transform the soul power and integrate this heavenly word soul technique. It can be said that it is difficult to enter the sky.

Sitting cross-legged in place, Meng Fan gritted his teeth and uttered two words.

"Fight!"

As he spoke, with a move of his fingers, a powerful attraction spread from Meng Fan's palm, guiding the spread of the magical medicine in the two boxes in front of him, and the immortal characteristics were immediately absorbed by Meng Fan into his body.

According to the old man Thunder Soul, if you want to practice this immortal spirit technique, you can only turn your soul power into an immortal trait before it is possible!

Therefore, under the absorption of Meng Fan’s five fingers, the majestic medicinal power of these two gods instantly flowed into Meng Fan’s body, and at this moment, the latter’s breath was restrained in the whole body, and all the acupuncture points on the whole body were complete. Close it, and guide this medicinal power into its own soul.

Hum!

In just an instant, Meng Fan roared, and the sea of ​​consciousness was like a thunder bombardment, causing him to shiver all over his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

You must know how overbearing it is to reach the level of the eighth-order divine fetish, whether it is Reincarnation Grass or Life Soul Pill, but now Meng Fan is forcibly integrating the power of these two divine things into his soul.

The mere face-to-face gave Meng Fan a feeling of soul bursting. The blood in his body oscillated and filled his whole body. It was difficult to restrain it, but the next moment Xiaotian’s voice came at the same time.

"Meng Fan, don't act rashly. It seems that it is unlikely that you want to break through the power of your soul. If you want to change your soul, you must first crush your soul and guide the medicine power in it a little bit. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to transform your soul power into immortality!"

The voice fell, and Meng Fan's heart was shocked, as bold as he was, and at this moment he couldn't help but fall into a hesitation.

Self-breaking soul, before cutting off!

There are too many words between these words. The so-called soul power is the most mysterious thing in the body of the vitality cultivator. A trace of damage may cause permanent damage. Meng Fan has suffered a lot in this aspect before and almost Fall.

But now it turns out that it needs to cut all the soul power before. This is how dangerous, as long as it is a slight mistake that is not in the plan, then it is possible that Meng Fan will be disabled at light, and it will disappear.

"Forget it, Meng Fan, your physical body can reach the limit, but your soul power may not be necessary. In ancient times, it is not that a few people can practice both soul and body. It is too dangerous to cultivate this heavenly word level soul technique! "

Xiaotian said, his tone was extremely sincere, hoping to impress Meng Fan.

But sitting still in place, Meng Fan hesitated for a moment, but his eyes flickered and said softly.

"Cultivation is always dangerous and unpredictable, only singing along the way is dangerous... it's worth a try!"

As he spoke, a tough look flashed across Meng Fan’s small face. For many years, he was like the Wuzhen teenager at the time. Even if he is already a strong person in the Profound Origin Realm today, it is still the case, absolutely not. give up easily.

The more dangerous it is, the more Meng Fan understands the truth about wealth and danger.

Retaining all the breath, Meng Fan controlled the powerful medicinal power at the same time, fusing the power of the two gods together, turning it into a little bit of power and storing it in him.

And at the place where he knew the sea, when his divine thought moved, he directly began to crush a soul power. At this moment, the soul power shattered little by little, immediately letting a surge of pain spread throughout Meng Fan's body.

This is the tearing of soul power, and that kind of pain is more unbearable than digging out bone marrow. It is only an instant that Meng Fan almost broke, gritted his teeth, and forced An Nai.

Completely annihilate the soul power that had been cultivated before, and at the same time blended into this kind of magical power to rebuild, this kind of action can be described as extremely bold, even if it is a strong person in the Profound Origin Realm, it will never dare to try.

In a moment, the blood in Meng Fan's body trembles, this soul power self-slashing is too much involved, and immediately blood flows directly from his seven orifices, making people tremble.

However, the latter forcefully suppressed all the emotions in the body, and at the same time, the powerful medicinal power was integrated, running the reincarnation grass, and the medicinal power of the two gods of life and soul pills reintegrated the shattered soul fragments.

Under this kind of fusion, a peculiar soul power reappeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. During the slow rotation, there was a slight difference from before, that is, it possessed a trace of...immortality.

This change caused Meng Fan's heart to move, but before he had any joy to appear, he was already replaced by a tide of pain.

Cut with one hand, merge with the other!

It can be said that Meng Fan is now between heaven and hell. As long as it is between the two links, no matter which one is wrong, it is enough to make Meng Fan into a state of eternal disaster.

Creak, creak!

Under this kind of pain, Meng Fan's seven orifices bleed, and the veins all over his body violently, and countless sweat and blood were left behind, and his bones all shook under the violent tremor of his body.

However, even under such circumstances, Meng Fan's whole body remained motionless, only the constant cohesion of the medicinal power, self-cutting his soul, sitting cross-legged between the secret rooms, like an old monk entering concentration, his body became more and more lonely.

However, if a person with a discerning eye could see Meng Fan's current state, it would be horrified to the point that it was impossible to add to it, and there would be a cultivator's perseverance to such a degree.

Under this kind of pain, you can clearly feel that Meng Fan's soul power is getting weaker and weaker. Before Meng Fan has cultivated it to the point of extinction, his soul power is constantly flowing, how majestic.

However, now he is actually slashing his own soul power. This scene is simply too shocking. At this moment, Meng Fan's whole body's energy and blood have reached the lowest point following the malaise, and it seems that the whole person has reached the lowest point. When the oil is exhausted and the lamp dries, it may be dead at any time.

In this state, with the passing of time, the entire secret room was motionless for three full days, and Meng Fan remained in this state without any change.

In these three days, it seems that Meng Fan may be completely annihilated at any time, and his soul power has weakened to the lowest point, but there is always a majestic vitality supporting Meng Fan and the transformed soul in his body. Power is already a little bit turned into immortal power!

On the third day, suddenly motionless Meng Fan let out a low growl in his throat. All the soul power that relied on the fusion of the two gods before suddenly concentrated in the sea of ​​knowledge, and a word was spit out from the corner of his mouth.

"Hey!"

The sound fell, as if the verbal method was normal, causing the surrounding space to be distorted, and in the next moment the majestic energy fluctuations between the whole world and the earth moved towards Meng Fan alone.

The latter has worked hard for many days and finally reached the point of realization. At this moment, a scripture flashed through Meng Fan’s mind, and the immortal soul power was operated according to this immortal spirit technique, that kind of moment. The breath of immortality spread throughout Meng Fan's body, permeating the surroundings.

The latter sits still in the void, suddenly like a big Buddha from ancient times, immortal and immortal!

In this kind of immortal breath, and at the same time, the mental power that had been wiped out in Meng Fan's body was restored like a tide. The immortal breath spread, and the scriptures enveloped Meng Fan's heart. Ming Wu.

And its spiritual power skyrocketed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few breaths, it completely flooded Meng Fan's Sea of ​​Consciousness, and it continued to grow, finally making the Sea of ​​Consciousness unbearable, and it burst out immediately.

For an instant, Meng Fan sat on the spot and let out a long howl, and the power of his soul directly shattered the surrounding space. At this moment, Meng Fan knew the sea and recasted his soul, as if he had passed through a cycle in an instant.

Years of hard work are accomplished today, and Nirvana becomes the holy realm in a flash!

Accompanied by Meng Fan's long howl, the latter's eyes suddenly opened, and the spirit power in his body clearly changed completely.

That kind of immortal soul power merged in accordance with the scriptures of Immortal Soul Art, which led to a transformation of Meng Fan's soul power, and now it has already broken through from the extinction realm, thus reaching the...Holy realm. soul!

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