Chapter 943: last moment

Chapter 943 The Last Moment

In the passage, the soul power that was originally rich to the extreme had disappeared completely at this moment. Xiao Fan didn't need to think about it. It must have been absorbed by Chu Fan.

He couldn't imagine how a person could swallow and refine so much soul power.

Although I have known the horror of the soul race's talents, it is too **** scary, it is not human!

He remembered that Chu Fan was only in the early stage of the War Emperor Realm. To be precise, even the early stage of the War Emperor Realm was not really stable, but now, it is the peak of the War Emperor in a few days.

"Yes, it's a pity that the spirit power here is still too little, otherwise I can definitely break through the battle saint!" Chu Fan nodded, as if he was accustomed to such breakthroughs.

Xiao Fan's self-confidence has been severely hit. He originally thought that he would be able to break through to the current realm within two years, and Xiao Fan would be considered a genius.

But only now did he realize that compared with people of the Soul Race bloodline, it was simply a waste and mediocre talent.

"Don't you people of the soul race, don't you need to comprehend the will?" After a long time, Xiao Fan suffocated a word, and he really couldn't understand why the cultivation of the soul race would rise straight.

"Of course it is, but as long as our soul power reaches the corresponding state, our soul clan will instantly realize the corresponding will power. Hey, hey, Brother Xiao, don't go, listen to me." Chu Fanyi Speaking proudly, when he looked back, he found that Xiao Fan had already gone far.

Xiao Fan really couldn't stand this kind of blow. Damn, people are more popular than others, and the talent of the soul race is too abnormal, and it really deserves to be a natural **** race.

Even Xiao Fan wondered, if they had enough spirit power for them to devour and refine, could the soul race people break through the God of War realm in one fell swoop?

"Brother Xiao, what our Soul Race is best at is Soul Power Attack!"

"Big Brother Xiao, the soul power of the cultivator of the soul race is definitely the strongest of the same rank!"

...

Chu Fan completely turned into a chatter, as if there were endless words, and Xiao Fan's ears were calluses.

"There's still more to be done?" Xiao Fan snorted softly, and said angrily: "If you have the ability, you will become the main body."

"I will become the main body when the Southern Territory Competition ends." Chu Fan couldn't help but shrink his neck when he heard the words. He didn't want to be discovered by others.

"Then let me be quiet!" Xiao Fan gave Chu Fan a fierce look, but quickly thought about it in his mind: "This passage is more complicated than I thought. It shouldn't be so troublesome if you want to go there."

"Does it have something to do with soul patterns?" Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly brightened. In his soul sea, countless soul power imitated a channel, but with his current ability, it was easy.

After a short while, a very complicated three-dimensional line drawing appeared in the soul pattern, Xiao Fan cleared his thoughts, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Sure enough, it is a soul pattern picture. According to the arrangement of soul patterns, this side should be the exit." Xiao Fan suddenly raised his head and looked into the passage ahead and strode up.

"Big Brother Xiao, wait for me." Chu Fan yelled and followed without hesitation.

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There are 108 peaks, and as time goes by, densely packed monks begin to move closer to the peaks, and the crowd becomes more and more tense.

Only the six peaks were empty. The people on those peaks were Ye Changsheng, Ye Tianxue, Chu Yannan, Su Mohan, Su Moxuan and Lei Hao.

These six people are the Bajun and Sijiao of the Holy City, representing the strongest strength of the Southern Territory. Naturally, these people dare not fight against them.

Of course, there are still few people in front of the mountain peaks, that is, Ye Linchen, Yu Chi Chaolui and others, who want to challenge them, probably don't know them.

As for the other peaks, there are about 20 or 30 people under each mountain, and even more than 40 or 50 people. The time of half a month is getting closer and closer, and everyone seems to be waiting for the final order.

"when!"

Suddenly, a bell ringing sounded in the void, and the thick and loud voice echoed in the void, long and long.

When the crowd heard this sound, there was a dead silence in the audience. Only a moment later, a terrifying aura suddenly bloomed, and the spirit power surged in all directions like a tide.

"Go!"

Someone roared and rushed toward the top of the mountain. At the same time, everyone on the top of the mountain was prepared desperately. Obviously, it was time to compete for one hundred and eight places.

"On the last hour, as long as you stick to one hour, you can still stand on the top of the mountain at the end and you will be counted as a third round place. I don't have a jade card. This is not suitable for shooting." Dark Wing stared at the top of the mountain with burning eyes. The figure said.

"Don't worry, it's just one place." Guan Xiaoqi looked indifferent and determined to win this place.

Not to mention that he has made a breakthrough now, even if he is still participating in the early stage of the battle before the Southern Territory Competition, he is confident that he can get a place.

What he cares most now is the safety of Xiao Fan and Fatty. After waiting for so long, neither of them showed up. Some accidents may have occurred.

Especially Xiao Fan, fell into the deep stream of darkness, a place where no one has ever been able to walk out alive.

After a long time, Guan Xiaoqi recovered, but did not immediately make a move, but waited quietly. Not far from him, some people did not make a move. When they looked at Guan Xiaoqi, they cast cold eyes.

On a mountain peak in the distance, stood a figure in a white robe. If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely recognize him. He was Chi Qiuxue.

Chi Qiuxue swung one sword and one sword, and under each sword, one person died, and the others retreated quickly with fright. No one dared to compete with him for this spot.

"Xiao Fan, won't you even be unable to pass the Netherworld Ghost Cave." Chi Qiuxue scanned the surroundings, but found no trace of Xiao Fan, she couldn't help showing a disdainful smile.

An hour's time is not too long, time is slowly passing by, and Guan Xiaoqi finally makes a move.

Bend the bow and set the arrow, the vast Ninth-Rank Battle Soul's bow exploded with dazzling light every day, when his fingers stretched out, with a swish, it turned into a stream of light and went straight to the top of the mountain.

At the same time, he stepped into the air and flew towards the mountain with the arrow of soul power.

On the top of the mountain, there were just a few people fighting, and suddenly they felt a dangerous breath rushing toward their faces, and the few people were so scared that they backed away quickly.

As he retreated, an arrow exploded in the void, turning into countless thin arrows rushing in all directions.

Those people turned pale with fright, and when they were still in shock, they saw Guan Xiaoqi in a green robe, already on the top of the mountain, staring at them indifferently.

The daily bow appeared above his head, the fire was blazing, and it was breathtaking. The few people gritted their teeth and resolutely moved towards the other mountain peaks.

If nothing else, Guan Xiaoqi's quota has already been included in his pocket, but he can't be happy, and Yousen's eyes are staring at a cliff in the distance.

On the cliff, there are densely packed small spots, which are the passage leading to the ghost cave, where occasionally someone walks out of it, but there is no sign of Xiao Fan.

"Why hasn't Xiao Fan appeared yet?" Su Mohan stood in the air holding the Sun Moon Fire Dragon Gun, frowning.

"You don't need to wait for him. There is still half a cup of tea left. He estimated that it is impossible to show up. Originally, he wanted to see if he really got a Nether God flower." Chu Yannan sighed on the top of a mountain. Take a breath.

"Chu Yannan, Xiao Fan doesn't seem to offend you, right." Su Mohan gave Chu Yannan an uncomfortable look, yin and yang strangely.