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The mental power of ordinary people is small, just like a candle flame that can be blown out at any time. That's why Chen Fan was able to crush Nie Shunchen's soul at a glance. The spirit of cultivators tends to be stronger and can be released spiritually, and Chen Fan can't kill them easily. There are even legendary spiritual masters who can raise their eyes to hypnosis, release spirits, kill people in the air, and so on. Regarding the secret technique of cultivating spiritual power, each family, sect, and country on the earth has different secret techniques.

For example, Kun Long's one-eyed pupil technique is to abandon the eyes, open the heart eye, and highly compress the spiritual power, turning it into a golden pillar of light like a substance. The huge spiritual power condensed in this golden pillar of light was the projection of Kunlong's divine soul, which could shatter any soul with a lower strength than him. At that time, no matter how strong Chen Fan's physical strength is, but without a soul, he will be equivalent to a living dead.

But Kun Long didn't know that Chen Fan's spiritual strength was much higher than that of spells.

After all, he only has the cultivation of the early stage of Tongxuan now, and his magic power is only one level stronger than Kunlong, who is at the peak of Tongxuan. But his spiritual power has long been transformed into divine thoughts through the secret method of 'refining the divine technique'.

The contrast between divine thought and spiritual power is like a steel knife and a wooden sword. No matter how good your wooden sword is, it will be broken in the face of a hundred steel swords. What's more, since Chen Fan got the golden statue, the power of divine thoughts has increased tenfold, and it is no longer inferior to the Divine Sea Realm.

"Duh!"

Kunlong's golden eyes opened, and the pillar of light rose, just like the mythical Erlang God. His spiritual power was condensed like substance, and it was no longer inferior to ordinary early stage cultivators, but he didn't expect that Chen Fan just had a blue light in his eyes. A cyan flame of light that was more powerful than him for an unknown number of times shot out from Chen Fan's eyes.

This cyan flame of light was more than substance, and the light above it was boiling like a flame.

The divine light skyrocketed, bursting inch by inch, pulling out a stream of cyan lightning in the void.

If ordinary people saw Chen Fan's eyes at this time, they would be blinded by this boiling light. The monk will feel the terrifying spiritual power that snatches people's hearts. At this time, Kunlong is equivalent to exposing his spiritual power, and he is completely unprotected by his physical body, just like looking directly at the sun with his eyes.

The two spiritual powers collided violently, sending out an invisible loud sound in the void.

"Ahh

Kun Long let out a terrible scream.

If he didn't let go of his spirit, Chen Fan might not be able to help him, after all, Chen Fan's divine thoughts were not enough to directly suppress a master of magic at the peak of his initiation. However, his pupil technique was fully opened, and Chen Fan's divine thoughts were hard to be shaken.

So his golden pillar of light, as soon as he touched it, was crushed by the cyan divine light. The divine light even swept upwards and rushed directly into Kun Long's golden vertical pupils. The vertical pupil that opened was broken almost in the snap of a finger and turned into the original red line.

And Kunlong himself took a few steps back, slammed into the chair, burst the precious pineapple wood seat directly, and sat on the ground. His eyes were bloody and tearful.

In that instant, he was broken by Chen Fan's vast and huge divine thoughts, which shocked his spirit, crushed his body and skinless, and even his soul was somewhat damaged at this time. Not to mention using spells, even an ordinary person can kill him.

That's the danger of the mental encounter.

Different from ordinary fighting methods, mental confrontation is like taking out your most vulnerable side to fight the other party, unless one side crushes it, it is common sense to lose both. Therefore, there are very few direct confrontations in the immortal cultivation world.

"How do you... How... Will it be so powerful?"

Kunlong's eyes were bleeding and tearful, his vertical pupils were confined, and he collapsed to the ground, his fingers trembling as he spoke.

In the moment of contact, he could sense Chen Fan's vast spiritual power, which was more than ten times stronger than him. And these spiritual powers were like highly condensed hammers, smashing his soul. Using his fragile body to shake the hammer, Kun Long can not be killed on the spot, and his cultivation is considered to be refined. Even so, his pupil technique was broken and his soul was injured, and he couldn't cultivate it in a few years.

Kun Long didn't dare to imagine that Chen Fan was so young, proficient in martial arts and spells, physically strong, and mentally strong. This is completely illogical, even if you are a gifted genius, you shouldn't be so strong.

"It's just that you're too weak. ”

Chen Fan waved his hand and raised his eyes to look at the people of the Long family.

Although the cyan glow in his eyes began to converge at this time, there were still some aftermaths, and the divine thoughts that were boiling like flames instantly swept in all directions. The people of the Long family are just ordinary people, how can they bear it? The moment they faced Chen Fan, it was as if they were facing a high god, overlooking all living beings. The invisible huge fluctuations fell on them, making their hearts tremble, and they fell to their knees one after another.

"Chen... Beixuan, I... I won't give in. ”

Only Long Jun was still gritting his teeth, barely supporting his body that was about to fall, even if his gums were bleeding, he still looked at Chen Fan stubbornly.

"Get down on your knees and speak. ”

Chen Fan snorted lightly, and the glint in his eyes rose.

"Smack!"

Long Jun couldn't support it anymore, and directly smashed his knees on the ground, buried his head deep in the carpet, and threw his body to the ground.

It's too powerful, is this Chen Beixuan's might?

Everyone in the Long family trembled in their hearts. They never thought that one person would be so powerful. When he didn't face Chen Fan, no matter how he looked at it from the information, he couldn't appreciate Chen Fan's strength. Only after you have actually seen it, will you be afraid from the heart.

It's like not seeing Mount Tai, not knowing the majesty of the mountain. I don't see the East China Sea, I don't know the vastness of the sea.

After meeting Chen Fan, they realized how ridiculous their previous thoughts about going against Chen Fan were. Chen Fan can kill them with a single thought, compared to this, what are tens of billions of assets? No matter how much money there is, it will not be able to spend it, and the money will just be waste paper.

"Are you taking it now?"

Chen Fan walked in front of Long Jun and looked down on the business tycoon and financial predator who controlled tens of billions of financial groups. At this time, how can Long Jun still have the image of a diamond rich man who scolds Fang Yu and points out the country. Lying on the ground like a toad, pounding his head like garlic and saying:

"Served... I took it. ”

As he spoke, his heart was bleeding.

Long Jun has grown up with a golden soup spoon since he was born, when has he ever been humiliated like this. But when he saw his uncles and uncles around him, and even his father Long Jianxing falling to his knees, he could no longer raise any resistance when facing this man as powerful as a god and demon.

"After today, as long as there is any problem with the Zheng Group, I will be counted on the head of the Long family. If the Zheng Group is destroyed, then I will destroy the Long family as a burial. Chen Fan held his hands, stood in the hall, and said lightly.

His voice, like a 10,000-year-old cold wind blowing from Siberia, blew through the hearts of everyone in the Long family, causing everyone to fall into the ice cellar.

"Doesn't this mean that the Long family will have to be the nanny of the Zheng Group in the future?"

I don't know how many people have this idea in their hearts at the same time.

But no one dared to refute it out loud, even the old man Long Jianxing also kowtowed again and again: "Please rest assured, Mr. Chen, the Long family will always take care of it, and will never let the Zheng Group make any mistakes." ”

Chen Fan nodded and looked at Kun Long.

He came to the Long family, originally it was just a deterrent rather than a killing. After all, if you destroy the Shen family and the Zheng family in a row, and then destroy the Long family. Even if Commander Li is afraid that he will not be able to help him take on this responsibility again, Hua Guo will not allow him to mess around like this.

But Kun Long is different, Kun Long is Thai, and it doesn't matter if Chen Fan kills him casually.

And Kunlong is worthy of being a hero-level figure who can shrink and stretch, so he quickly got up and respectfully bowed:

"The disciple has eyes and doesn't know the divine power of Immortal Master Chen, and I hope that Immortal Master Chen can spare my little life as an ant. The disciple is willing to enter the door of the immortal master and wait for the dispatch. If I disobey, I will be destroyed. ”

He bowed respectfully to the ground, his body trembling, as if he had waited for a long century before he heard Chen Fan nod lightly and say:

"Good!"

......

When Zheng Anqi panted from the Zheng family's villa to the Long family's mansion, it was already ten minutes later.

Although she is an international supermodel, she often exercises, even if she is barefoot, she runs fast, but the stockings on her feet are worn off, and even the pink soles of her feet are pulled out of the blood.

And Zheng Anqi didn't care about these at all, and struggled to rush into the Long family villa.

I saw that in the hall, Chen Fan was sitting on a chair, Old Man Long, Long Jun and others, as well as a thin old man with his eyes closed, standing respectfully to accompany him.

"This...."

Zheng Anqi was dumbfounded, not knowing why.

Didn't you say that there was some great Thai head hunter who came to seek revenge? Why is this scene in front of you?

Mr. Shi and Qiu Yulin, who were following behind, saw the thin old man standing beside Chen Fan, their faces changed wildly and exclaimed, "Dulong King, Dashawa Kunlong?"

"After today, there is no Dulong King anymore, only the old servant under the seat of Immortal Master Chen, Zhang Qinghuan. Kun Long bowed and weighed respectfully.

Although he couldn't see it, he was both afraid and reverent in the face of Chen Fan's expression.

The realm of the gods.

This is a Divine Master!

Except for the Imperial Immortal Master, who would have such a strong spiritual power? He is the most well-known spiritual master in the world, and I am afraid that it is less than one-tenth of Chen Fan's. Thinking of Chen Fan's divine thoughts, which were as vast as a sea of smoke and condensed as steel, Kun Long only felt fear from the bottom of his heart.

He had actually seen a living Immortal Master, and he was so young and so powerful.

In the face of a god realm powerhouse, no matter how much he knelt down, Kun Long took it for granted, after all, the word god realm can represent everything.

"Angel, Mr. Shi, Yulin. You're coming. ”

Chen Fan sat in a high position, drinking the best Xinyang hair tip of the Long family's bubble in his hand, and said lightly: "After today, when I am not on Hong Kong Island, the Long family is an ally of the Zheng Group, if you have anything, you can come to the Long family." ”

"It's... The host (Mr. Chen). ”

Although Zheng Anqi and the three of them had full questions, they all bowed their heads at this time.

Everyone in the Long family didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction, but they were beating their chests in their hearts. This is really stealing chickens and rice.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, was drinking tea leisurely, and his mind had already shifted to Jinling, thousands of miles away. After the matter of the Long family is settled, Hong Kong Island has no worries, and it is time for him to go back.

ps: The first update is offered, and the author continues to write the second more o(n_n)o (to be continued.) )