At this moment, Mu Fan's figure seemed to be frozen, and only the figure of Ling Yun slowly moving forward in this world was in this world. The latter's slightly hideous look because of his eagerness was constantly presented in everyone's sight.

At this moment, everyone was very tacitly in a state of silence, that is, even the breath was instantly put aside, and they looked at the position of the soul platform with great concentration.

Even the little witch was extremely nervous and tightly clutched Ximeng's white sleeves, and her white little hands were covered with a layer of extremely fine beads of sweat, but at this moment, Ximeng was not annoyed at all, or that Ximeng was not aware at all, at this moment the latter's beautiful eyes were also staring closely at the soul platform, and at this moment, it was as if she had fallen into silence but was still standing proudly.

At this moment, the tenacity that Mu Fan invisibly exuded from her body still made Ximeng feel so familiar, and she also knew that the latter would not give up easily until the last moment.

It's just that at this moment, he doesn't know what moves Mu Fan will use to block the latter's victory. However, the latter's tenacity always surprises people at the last moment, and this time will certainly be no exception, even if the opponent is Ling Yun at the moment. She still has unwavering faith in him.

Moreover, this kind of confidence that was almost paranoid at this moment would not weaken in the slightest as time passed, when Ling Yun gradually approached the center of the soul platform, but was gradually increasing.

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At this time, Na Mu Fan closed his eyes tightly, as if he was sitting still, and fell into deep thought. However, as he pondered, the speed of the air circulating on the soul platform became extremely hurried, and such a change actually left an illusion, as if the passage of time at this moment had become in a hurry.

But although the passage of time has become slow, but at this moment his soul perception is extremely active, at this moment, the miniature version of Mu Fan transformed by the power of the soul is sitting on the soul sea in his mind, and at this moment Mu Fan is staring closely at the water wall not far away, constantly moving rapidly, like lightning, extremely fast.

It's just that at this moment, Mu Fan still can't reach that realm, and at this moment, the miniature version of Mu Fan can't help but take a closer look, that is, he slowly closes his eyes and falls into contemplative deduction, but he has never been able to take that step, and his speed will be raised to a realm again. At this moment, he couldn't help but shake his head with some annoyance.

However, the latter's tenacity entangled him and prevented him from giving up easily.

In addition to being annoyed, his eyes opened again, staring fiercely at the constantly sweeping soul shadow, which was like a sharp sword cutting through the air, and quickly disappeared into the distance. But in an instant, the wall of water was repeating the previous image again.

The picture is constantly repeated, but there is no clue to it.

"Air, that 'stupid figure' pushed the body to the extreme, but it was blocked by the wind, can it be fast!" At this moment, Mu Fan still couldn't understand the situation he saw, and it was closely connected with reality.

With the passage of time, Mu Fan's patience at this moment was gradually being worn out and became extremely irritable. But after a slight adjustment, it was suppressed.

Looking at it again, it was still the same picture as before, but at this moment, the brain gradually calmed down, and gradually connected several things that appeared in the picture.

The corners of his mouth also squirmed slightly, muttering to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

"Air, body, arrows...... Go against the sky!" Time froze at this moment, and suddenly, a spiritual light seemed to flash in Mu Fan's mind, and at this moment, the moment that spiritual light flashed, he was suddenly tightly grasped by Mu Fan. In the next moment, the miniature version of Mu Fan opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes flashed with a trace of concentration that he had never seen before, staring closely at the repeated picture.

This time, he looked very carefully, his focused eyes reflected the rushing figure on the water wall, it seemed that because of Mu Fan's concentration at this moment, the figure that was originally rushing by was slightly dulled at that moment, but this abnormality did not attract Mu Fan's thoughts too much. His eyes were still staring intently at the disappearing figure.

At this moment, the vague figure slowly shrank sharply in Mu Fan's field of vision. Just when Mu Fan was about to give up, but at this moment, a strong wind rolled up in the deep mountains in the distance, sweeping towards the vanishing figure.

The wind blew, and on top of that figure, the clothes were all swept up by the wind, and at the moment when Mu Fan thought that the speed of the sweeping figure was about to decrease, a strange picture suddenly appeared at this moment.

At this moment, the vague figure suddenly jumped on tiptoe for a moment, but it caught up with the wind, with the help of this sudden wind, the speed increased again, and quickly disappeared in Mu Fan's field of vision with an extremely fast attitude. This unconventional situation actually made it difficult for Demu Fan to come back to his senses for a long time.

At this moment, Mu Fan's mind was still repeating the extremely strange picture before, but the eyes that were originally open were closed again, falling into deeper thoughts. As a result, the speed of the surrounding air circulation also decreases again.

But despite this, Ling Yun's body was gradually approaching the center of the soul platform. There was a look of extremely eager excitement in his eyes, as if the crown had already been obtained.

But at the moment, the crown was still quietly suspended. The extremely domineering majesty that emanates slightly is still extremely strong, but it also seduces the greed in everyone's hearts even more.

At this moment, Mu Fan still closed his eyes tightly, but the corners of his mouth squirmed slightly, but it showed that he seemed to be in some kind of difficulty at this moment, even along with that forehead, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed out in an instant. And around his body, time is almost on hold, as if it no longer flows.

But despite this, that time did not have the slightest effect on Ling Yun, and at this moment, he did not realize that time was being put on hold, just because of Mu Fan's epiphany, his time was infinitely extended at this moment;

Ling Yun's body was still hurriedly fluttering towards the position of the crown, but when he was about to reach the crown, out of deep vigilance against the latter, he suddenly turned his head to look at Na Mu Fan, but he saw a scene that made him extremely frightened......