Lin Nan College, in the inner courtyard.

A huge scroll, suspended in the sky.

Mu Wenxuan sat under the scroll, his hands between his chest, and the spiritual power continued to surge towards the scroll.

Of course, no one knew that at this time, in Mu Wenxuan's mind, thousands of spirit snakes were constantly destroying, making his soul body begin to become ethereal.

This pain is not as good as the pain of flesh and skin, and it is suffered from the depths of the heart.

Everyone in the audience stared at Mu Wenxuan, and the five-fingered disciples participated in the elite disciple assessment, which was the first time in the past.

"Brother Wenxuan, you have to hold on. Meng Fan'an muttered worriedly in his heart.

"Qingyi old ghost, are you sure this kid can persevere?" Zhao Qilong stood on the main hall, his heart was also full of worry, Mu Wenxuan was also his nephew, he didn't want any accidents.

If there is an accident, he understands Phantom's temper, and it is strange not to peel off his skin.

What's more, if Mu Wenxuan has an accident, no one in the world can compete with the Youjia.

"Don't worry, this kid has no other advantages, that is, he has strong perseverance and an immortal strength. Qingyi was more kind, stroking his beard and smiling.

Zhao Qilong didn't say much when he heard this, he could only pray in his heart, and Mu Wenxuan passed this hurdle.

......

In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and Mu Wenxuan let Ran sit firmly under the soul lock scroll.

But everyone could perceive that Mu Wenxuan was already at the end of his crossbow, and sweat was constantly oozing from his forehead, and drops were as big as beans, scattered on the ground.

At this moment, the Soul Lock Scroll suddenly trembled, and a line of password handwriting appeared on it.

"Dream Van'an, Dream Van'an, Dream Van'an, Dream Van'an, Dream Van'an, Dream Van'an, Dream Van'an,"

On a line of dense handwriting, it turned out to be all Meng Fan'an, and with the appearance of the name, a woman with long blue hair was also printed, and this women's department officially dreamed of Fan'an.

"Could this be Brother Wen Xuan's state of mind..."Meng Fan'an's whole body trembled.

Time passed slowly, and more and more handwriting was revealed on the soul lock scroll, but Meng Fan'an accounted for almost eighty percent, and she seemed to share Mu Wenxuan's entire life.

"Brother Wenxuan..."Meng Fan'an muttered, his heart as if he was pressed by a boulder.

"Brother Wen Xuan, I believe that no matter whether it is the heavens or the nine families of the ancient clan, no one can stop our willingness to be together. Meng Fan'an gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know how to see each other in the next life, but in this life, I will never leave you, half a step away from you." ”

Time slipped by again.

"It's been three days... This kid really survived. ”

"With a five-fingered body, staying up to this point shows the tenacity of perseverance. ”

Three days have passed, and the soul lock is rolled, except for some trivial things about Mu Wenxuan, which almost makes Meng Fan'an stained.

Meng Fan'an finally couldn't help but stand up: "Dean Zhao, three days have passed, look at Brother Wenxuan..."

Zhao Qilong nodded knowingly, and immediately raised his hand to exude a force and grabbed towards the Soul Lock Scroll, but at this time, when the power touched the Soul Lock Scroll, it suddenly blocked a circle of light.

"What's going on?"

The audience was stunned, and the Soul Lock Scroll didn't listen to orders, this was the first time it had happened.

"Hey, this little guy, is he still going to continue to persevere?" Qingyi felt the fluctuation of his strength and couldn't help frowning.

Qingyi knows the power of this Soul Lock Scroll better than others, because this Soul Lock Scroll was given to Zhao Qilong by him back then, although the Soul Lock Scroll can spy on people's hearts and hurt the soul, but in the same way, if you can survive it, it is also a leap forward in spiritual power.

"Qingyi old ghost, look at this..."Zhao Qilong became worried.

"Let's see again, look at what miracles this kid can bring us this time. Qingyi pretended to be calm.

Time flowed for a while, and five days had passed in a blink of an eye, but Mu Wenxuan still didn't have any movement, and the whole person seemed to have entered a state of suspended animation.

"Brother Wenxuan, you must not have anything to do. Mengfan became more and more worried.

Five days has exceeded the limit of the previous elite assessment, and Qingyi's forehead is also tense, you must know that he only endured seven days under the soul lock scroll back then.

The most important thing is that he was back then, but he had purple star patterns before he entered the soul lock scroll.

......

In the blink of an eye, everyone finally couldn't settle down.

Nine days has exceeded the scope of everyone's cognition, and he has suffered from the destruction of the Nine Days Soul Lock.

One is that he has the tenacity of the sky, and the other is that he is already brain dead, his soul body is broken, and he is unable to withdraw his spiritual power from the soul lock scroll.

Of course, everyone hopes that it is the former, but it is unbelievable that he is a five-fingered disciple with such tenacity.

"Dean Zhao, hurry up and force your move, it's impossible for Brother Wen Xuan to hold on. Finally, even Meng Fan'an began to shake his confidence in Mu Wenxuan, and shouted anxiously with worry.

Zhao Qilong hesitated when he heard this, but he couldn't help but raise his hand, preparing to forcibly pull Mu Wenxuan out of the soul lock scroll.

Boom Boom Boom !!

In an instant, unexpectedly, under the trembling of the bursting soul scroll, a large number of dense garbled characters began to appear in the center of the scroll.

This line of garbled characters constantly exudes two kinds of light, black and gold, which is extremely dazzling.

When everyone saw this sudden picture, they couldn't help but turn their heads, not daring to face it.

"What the hell is this? What a fierce power..."The audience exclaimed, Zhao Qilong couldn't help but hesitate, and just wanted to make a move to stop it, but unexpectedly Qingyi stopped him.

Qingyi stopped Zhao Qilong, his face was very grim, his eyes stared at the scroll and muttered: "As expected, Wen Xuan is really that person's son?"

"Old Ghost of the Green Wing, what do you mean by that?"

"Brother Long, you can see for yourself, this line of garbled chain soul scrolls can't be deciphered..."Qingyi raised his hand and said.

Zhao Qilong was stunned when he heard this, and the moment he raised his head, his whole body trembled uneasily: "This is the Mu family's rune? Could it be that Master Mu's nephew is his child?"

In the center of the Soul Lock Scroll, an ice-blue symbol slowly appeared, the symbol resembled a blade, exuding a cold aura.

"I think only this kind of explanation can interpret the cold arrow source on Master Mu's nephew, as well as the second arrow source for display..."Qingyi gritted his teeth and said to himself.

"You mean... Master Mu's second arrow, could it be the Cold Wing Halberd?" Zhao Qilong was shocked.

Buzz~~Buzz~~Buzz!!

At this moment, a sudden burst of power erupted.

On the picture scroll, the spiritual power of the Dao Dao burst out, enveloping the entire inner courtyard pavilion.

This force wandered for a long time, and finally let a huge suction force be withdrawn, and the source of this suction force turned out to be Mu Wenxuan, who was sitting cross-legged under the scroll.

In an instant, Mu Wenxuan, who had not woken up for nine days, suddenly opened his deep and dark eyes.

"Did you finally succeed? such a huge amount of mental power..."