Although it was already as overestimated as possible Contra Douluo's strength, it actually greatly exceeded Mo Fan's expectations.

If it weren't for the fact that his body had been strengthened many times, it is estimated that he would have been a waste person by now.

However, although it is not yet crippled, it is facing a more serious problem.

His martial soul strike?!

The boredom of lying on a hospital bed is estimated to be understood only by patients.

Therefore, in the boring time, Mo Fan tried to summon his martial soul to play on a whim.

I don't know if I don't try, I will be embarrassed when I try it, my martial soul does not respond to my call at all, and there is no movement.

In Mo Fan's own cognition, the martial soul is a special part of his soul.

And the upgrade of the soul master is the process of completely merging this special part with itself.

Even if Mo Fan can't wave it like an arm at this stage, a simple summon should be possible.

However, after experiencing that battle, his martial soul actually took care of himself!

What's the difference between this and not caring about yourself?!

Mo Fan tried his best to calm himself down and made many attempts, but there was still no response.

In desperation, he also asked Yueguan, Bibi Dong, and even Qiandaoliu for help, but he couldn't get results.

But fortunately, Mo Fan can still sense the existence of his own martial soul, which is not the worst outcome.

On this day, Mo Fan's physical injuries had recovered and he was moving his body in the courtyard.

There was no such thing as stepping on people, and as usual, Mo Fan's courtyard was still deserted.

"Boss, we're here to see you!"

Mo Fan didn't see anyone, so he heard Qin Mo's out-of-tune voice first.

"Mo Fan, your martial soul ...... Still not worked? After sitting down, Hu Liena asked a little anxiously.

It's not that Hu Liena is anxious, after all, Mo Fan became like this, and she also had part of her responsibility.

Time goes back to the battle a week ago, and the two martial soul fusion techniques are inevitably a little stretched in front of Xiao Huai's powerful strength after he went berserk. It's only a matter of time before we lose.

However, coincidentally, at the moment of exiting the fusion technique, the demon happened to be on Xiao Huai's side.

What used to be the perfect location for surprise attacks is now a deadly distance.

And Hu Liena is only one meter away from Xiao Huai.

Xiao Huai naturally would not let go of this sudden opportunity and was ready to kill him in one fell swoop.

Mo Fan, who was in charge of containment on the side, saw that the situation was not good, and he couldn't take care of it too much, so he didn't hesitate to throw out the Panlong Mozi in his hand and block the fatal claw for Hu Liena.

Although the martial soul was very hard, it was hard to carry the blow of Contra Douluo head-on, and there were still some cracks on the body of Panlong Mo Xiao, and Mo Fan, who was the owner of the martial soul, was also spitting blood.

Perhaps the injury was too serious, Mo Fan did not take the initiative to recall, and Panlong Moxiao also returned to Mo Fan's body in a leisurely manner.

It was that blow that led to Mo Fan's current state.

Thinking about it carefully, his martial soul did not collapse on the spot, and he was already very lucky.

Therefore, Mo Fan was not in a hurry, and only gave his martial soul a few days off.

Facing Hu Liena's guilt, Mo Fan just shook his head indifferently, "It's still the same, but don't worry too much, it's all dormant." It's okay. ”

"Boss, I'm in the Martial Spirit Palace, and I've heard some rumors that are unfavorable to you." Qin Mo said with some resentment.

The matter of his martial soul was not intended to be hidden, and it was normal for some people below to have some guesses.

They didn't step on people in person, and Mo Fan had to thank his teacher for controlling it.

"There's no need to care about them, the only one who can decide my status is the current Pope, my teacher."

Qin Mo only mentioned it in passing, mainly to calm the hearts of others, and after getting Mo Fan's reply, he nodded and stopped talking.

Mo Fan saw that everyone didn't speak, so he instructed: "Okay, let's go back to cultivate, if you don't get it, when you upgrade, my martial soul will ...... normally."

Before he could finish his sentence, a strong feeling of vertigo hit his brain.

"Boss!"

Qin Mo, who was sitting next to Mo Fan, saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to drag him down, but he was pushed to the ground by a strong soul force.

"What's going on?!"

Looking at Mo Fan, who was held up by an invisible force, everyone was shocked.

However, Hu Liena quickly calmed down, "Brother, you are fast, go and tell the Pope about what happened here." Qin Mo, block here! Fast! ”

At this time, Mo Fan had already fallen into his own consciousness space, looking at the nine dragons that were constantly roaring in it, his face was full of incredulity.

Nine dragons, four entities and five illusory, were constantly circling in his consciousness space.

Mo Fan, on the other hand, found his ink flute in a corner of the space.

The dragon pattern on the ink flute has disappeared, and combined with the nine dragons in front of him, Mo Fan estimates that they are the dragon pattern itself.

Originally, when there was nothing to do, the dragon patterns were all lodged on the ink flute, and the relationship with the ink flute was a kind of instrument and spirit.

If Mo Fan was willing, he could summon it back to the ink flute in the consciousness space at any time.

But this time, no matter how he commanded, the nine dragons ignored him.

Looking at the cracked flute in his hand, it seems that he is disgusted by them.

And just when Mo Fan couldn't take them, the nine dragons began to change.

Mo Fan's small courtyard was not very far from Bibi Dong's retreat, where Evil Moon met the two Ghost Moon who were protecting the Dharma outside.

After telling the two of them about Mo Fan, Yueguan rushed back to the small courtyard with Evil Moon, while Ghost Douluo continued to stay.

When they arrived, they saw Qin Mo and the others looking anxiously outside the courtyard.

"What's going on? Why are you all out? ”

Hearing the familiar delicate male voice, Qin Mo hurriedly turned around and responded, "We don't want to, the boss doesn't know what happened, the soul power in his body skyrocketed, squeezing us all out." ”

After hearing this, Yueguan looked at the small courtyard, and under his perception, there was indeed a huge soul power surging in the courtyard.

However, this energy is very strange, as if the soul power of the nine soul sects is surging in the courtyard.

"Mo Fan is the only one in the courtyard, and there is no one else?" Yueguan gave them a strange look in his eyes.

Qin Mo and the others glanced at each other, who else could there be in the courtyard besides the boss?

"It's just the boss, what's the matter? Anyone else? ”

Hearing this, Yueguan walked into the courtyard suspiciously.

Those brutal soul powers did not stop him in the slightest, and after entering the courtyard, a scene that subverted his cognition unfolded in front of his eyes.

Mo Fan's martial soul is being reshaped!