In front of the whirlpool array, Ling Fan held his head in his hands in pain, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face became distorted because of the pain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The spiritual power was sucked into the whirlpool array, as if Ling Fan's entire soul had been sucked in, and in that array, it seemed to contain thousands of soul blades, slashing at Ling Fan's soul with a knife, to smash that soul.

It was a pain from the depths of his soul, and his will could not resist it, his soul was shaken, and his whole body was curled up, this pain in his soul was more than ten times more tragic than ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

The endless blade frantically tore Ling Fan's soul, at this moment, he was in pain, and he felt like his soul was about to be scattered, but the soul was about to be broken but not broken, every time the soul blade passed through it, leaving traces and then quickly recovering, it seemed to be deliberately torturing him, making him unable to survive and die.

Thousands of blades endlessly tore at the soul, and after an hour, the blades vanished, and in the void, the phantom of a heavy hammer emerged.

The terrifying power spread from the heavy hammer, and the heavy hammer was raised in the void, without the slightest hesitation, it smashed directly into Ling Fan's soul, and with a heart-rending scream, Ling Fan's soul burst and was directly smashed into pieces.

When a person's soul is shattered, he will directly become a fool, or even a fool, because he has lost any sanity, and he cannot cry, laugh, or even move.

Without a soul, the whole person is left with a body wrapped in skin.

Countless soul fragments floated in the void like stars, and suddenly, the floating soul fragments actually converged in the middle, and soon, they combined into a new soul.

Of course, this is still Ling Fan's soul, but if you can see it, you will find that the soul after recondensation seems to be a little stronger than before.

Boom!

As soon as the soul was condensed, the Void Hammer actually smashed down again, and with a scream, the soul became fragments again.

Condensation and shattering, the transition between these states has been repeated, very monotonously repeated, but in this repetition, no one except Ling Fan knows what kind of torture he is enduring.

However, every time the soul was recondensed, it would become stronger, and in the end, the heavy hammer even needed to be smashed twice before Ling Fan's soul could be completely smashed.

This state lasted for two hours, and when Ling Fan's soul condensed again, the hammer disappeared, and even the vortex array disappeared with it, and the entire stone room was empty, except for Ling Fan, who was paralyzed on the ground, there was nothing else, as if everything just now had not appeared.

Ling Fan was lying on the ground, his face was as pale as paper, he did not faint, but was extremely conscious, but he was unable to stand up.

The pain in his soul did not subside with the disappearance of the great array, and his whole body was still trembling, and it took a long time before it gradually calmed down.

Call!

With a long sigh, Ling Fan stood up from the ground with difficulty, his pale face regained a little ruddy, and the pain in his soul disappeared, but the trembling in the depths of his soul before was unforgettable, and he could not forget it in this life.

"I'm grass, this is the spiritual power refining of legends?" Standing up straight, Ling Fan looked at the empty place in front of him, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, the big array disappeared, but he wouldn't forget the scene of his soul in purgatory just now, it was a pain that had reached the extreme, if it wasn't for the big array to keep his life, even if Ling Fan's willpower was a hundred times stronger, he wouldn't be able to resist it at all.

The pain was painful, but Ling Fan could clearly feel that his soul was much stronger than before, and the strength of his spiritual power was several times that of before.

With a shock to his arm, Ling Fan's right index finger shone brightly, and his index finger pointed at the void, and then quickly outlined a series of mysterious patterns.

Before entering the ancient tower, Ling Fan was able to use eighty Xuan Patterns to construct a formation diagram and integrate them into the weapon, and now that the strength of his spiritual power had increased greatly, he wanted to see how many Xuan Patterns he could control.

The Xuan Patterns were outlined in the void like a spider's web, and soon, the eighty Xuan Patterns were combined together to form a thunder and lightning array.

Ling Fan's hand trembled, and another first-level Xuan pattern was wrapped around his fingertips, and his spiritual power wrapped the formation diagram and Xuan pattern, Ling Fan's hand was raised, and the Xuan pattern on his fingertips entered the formation diagram.

Airplanes!

There is repulsion between the Xuan Lines, and the eighty-first Xuan Pattern enters the formation, and the entire formation suddenly becomes manic, as if the original Xuan Pattern has its own order, but the last Xuan Pattern has disrupted all the order.

Ling Fan's spiritual power surged out, and the powerful spiritual power forcibly suppressed the manic formation, and the spiritual power merged into the formation, re-regulating the order inside.

It was not an easy task to add a Xuan Pattern to the Formation Diagram, even with the current spiritual power, it took Ling Fan a full quarter of an hour to successfully integrate that Xuan Pattern into the Formation Diagram.

However, it was not over yet, Ling Fan waved his arm, and then another Xuan pattern entered the formation one after another, from the eighty-first to the ninety-ninth realm.

The formation constructed by the ninety-nine Xuan Patterns could still be controlled by Ling Fan, but if it was to add another one, Ling Fan did not dare to guarantee it.

Although it is only a difference, it is a qualitative difference, ninety-nine first-class Xuan Patterns, that is a high-quality first-grade Xuan Weapon, and a hundred first-level Xuan Patterns to build a formation into the weapon, that is the best first-grade Xuan Weapon, power, not the same.

The qualitative change naturally comes with the change in difficulty, and it is not easy to control the formation diagram constructed by a hundred Xuan Patterns.

Ling Fan's mind was concentrated, and with a wave of his arm, a Xuan pattern entwined out, and then he carefully punched the Xuan pattern into the formation diagram.

Rumble!

As that Xuan pattern entered the formation, the entire formation seemed to explode, and suddenly became violent, all the Xuan patterns repellent each other, and the terrifying repulsive force was connected together, gradually heating up, and the entire formation was like a powder keg that had been ignited.

Ling Fan bit his silver teeth, and his spiritual power surged out, overwhelmingly shrouding the formation diagram, controlling the formation diagram alive, making the Xuan patterns entangle together in a regular manner.

Under the control of the powerful spiritual power, the berserk array gradually calmed down, and after a while, hundreds of Xuan Patterns actually operated in an orderly manner just like just now.

A powerful aura bloomed from the array, and a hundred first-level Xuan patterns were successfully fused.

With a wave of his hand, a blank of an iron rod appeared in his hand, and Ling Fan controlled the Xuan Array Diagram and pasted it towards the iron rod.

The majestic spiritual power wrapped the formation diagram and the iron rod, and the formation diagram trembled violently with resistance, but it couldn't break free from Ling Fan's control.

"Melt it for me!" The spiritual power surged out, Ling Fan let out a soft shout, and the majestic spiritual power suppressed the formation and melted into the iron rod.

A dazzling luster shone on the iron rod, the array fused in, and the entire iron rod suddenly underwent a qualitative change, the brilliance circulated around the iron rod, and a faint power rippled in the iron rod.

Out of the ordinary into the mystery, the original ordinary iron rod has completely transformed into a mystical weapon at this moment, and it is still a first-grade mystical weapon at the best level, just need to inject Xuan Qi into the iron rod, and the iron rod can burst out with amazing power.

"Did you succeed!" Looking at the glorious iron rod in front of him, Ling Fan muttered, the spiritual power after refining is really different, if it was before, Ling Fan would have integrated at most eighty Xuan Patterns, and if he wanted to integrate one hundred Xuan Patterns, he would need at least a few months, or even half a year of training.

The tempering array just now made Ling Fan suffer a lot of inhuman suffering, but I have to say that it also made his mental strength much stronger.

This layer does not seem to be a test, but more like a grind and welfare.

With the iron rod in his hand, Ling Fan put it away, looked at the light curtain leading to the seventh layer, and then raised his foot and stepped over.

"It's the seventh layer, you see, it's the seventh layer. ”

Outside the ancient tower, the eyes of the crowd flickered, their faces were shocked, their eyes were fixed on the seventh layer, and their hearts trembled when they saw the bright light of the seventh layer become bright.

On the seventh floor, they didn't expect that the young man who had just entered would be able to walk to the seventh floor, what that meant was self-evident.

This person has amazing talents.

The crowd of onlookers gasped, their eyes flashed with unconcealable horror, they thought that the one on the eighth layer was the only one, but they didn't expect that in the end, they would kill a dark horse and go to the seventh layer, perhaps, he might be the same as that one, stepping on the interface of the eighth layer.

The county king's eyelids twitched, and his eyes lit up, even he didn't pay attention to Ling Fan before, but he didn't expect that Ling Fan would be able to climb to the seventh layer, and those who could go to the seventh layer must have amazing talents, maybe he might really be able to climb to the eighth layer and compete with that one.

It wasn't until this moment that the county king really began to pay attention to Ling Fan.

"Wonderful!" Li Yu opened the folding fan in his hand, watching the light of the seventh layer of the ancient tower light up, he was quite excited, the seventh layer already marked that Ling Fan's talent was not at the same level as him at all, once such a person grew up in the Heavenly Sword Sect, he would be an extremely powerful existence.

He seemed to be eager to see what the faces of those guys at the top of the heavenly list would be when Ling Fan grew up.

"This little junior brother, I find that I like it more and more. Xiao Ling's beautiful eyes rippled, staring at the seventh layer of the ancient tower with brilliance, at this moment, even her heart trembled a little, Ling Fan's talent, I am afraid that it has been able to catch up with those at the top of the heavenly list.

"He actually went to the seventh floor, and Miss was right, he has a talent that is different from ordinary people. In the middle of the crowd, Lan Xin stood there staring at the seventh floor of the ancient tower and muttered, that day in the main city of Qingling County, she witnessed Ling Fan take away the sword spirit and escape from death, naturally she knew Ling Fan, just saw Ling Fan enter the ancient tower, originally thought that Ling Fan would be kicked out soon, but she didn't expect him to go to the seventh layer.

Although Lan Xin had never entered the ancient tower, she knew what it meant to step on the seventh layer, so many geniuses, none of them could go to the sixth layer, Ling Fan was able to step on the seventh layer, it could be seen that his talent was indeed extraordinary.

It's just that she doesn't understand why Ling Fan has such a talent, why he hasn't even cultivated to the early stage of the Spirit Martial Realm at the age of eighteen.

Lan Xin, like everyone else, began to pay attention to Ling Fan on the seventh layer, and after about half a day, a shocking scene appeared in front of them again.

I saw that the light of the seventh layer of the ancient tower disappeared, and the eighth layer, which was already lit up, was shining out again.

Ling Fan, he ascended to the eighth floor.