Chapter 102: Miscalculation

However, at this moment, the Yang Ziyi, which was originally a big name, emitted a scorching light again, and then wrapped those illusory martial spirits, and when those illusory martial spirits came back to their senses, they were already surrounded by the naughty Yang Ziyi, and it was difficult to get out for a while.

At this time, Mu Fan also came back to his senses in an instant, and the previous feeling of swelling and pain also disappeared. At this moment, Mu Fan couldn't help but curse the Yang Ziyi in his heart.

But at this time, the Yang Purple Intention seemed to feel something, and in an instant, the originally strong Yang Purple Intention converged again. followed Mu Fan and played a little temper.

In an instant, the swelling pain that had disappeared before came out again without warning. Mu Fan, who was in a hurry, couldn't help but have an urge to scold his mother, this kind of ups and downs is really not something ordinary people can bear.

At this moment, the group of origin qi burst out with a layer of scorching qi in an instant, followed by a faint purple intent, which radiated out, and wrapped the wisp of remnant soul in the way, and the scorching wave of qi burned it all out before the remnant soul broke free from the shackles of the 'Yang Purple Intent', and turned into a wisp of the purest soul qi, and in an instant, it was swallowed by the naughty 'Yang Purple Intent'.

And at this moment, Mu Fan was also happy in his heart, the first glimpse of the realm was still a little fast, and it was not yet stable, but with the irrigation of these pure soul qi, it also became extremely stable in an instant.

However, at this moment, the Yang Purple Intent became unrelenting, and began to chase after the victory, and in an instant, there was a faint purple intent through Mu Fan's eyebrows, and it rushed towards the illusory martial soul that was still surrounding Mu Fan's body, and in an instant, the scorching wave of qi swept through the surrounding illusory martial souls, and even though there was more pure soul power constantly gathering into Mu Fan's mind.

At this moment, the illusory martial soul was also instantly perceived, and immediately retreated non-stop, but at this moment, the completely uncontrollable Yang Ziyi was still chasing after the victory. It's completely unrelenting. Even at this moment, Mu Fan wanted to take it back, and it was a little difficult.

And at this moment, the pure soul qi that was constantly gathering also made Mu Fan's soul sea even more expansive, and the mass of origin qi suspended in the soul sea at this moment emitted a trace of brilliant light at this moment, and at this moment, Mu Fan's eyebrows suddenly felt painful, and then there was a bright light that suddenly shot directly through the eyebrows to the outside world.

Immediately, a smart eye was directly opened up, and under the bright light, it was forcibly opened up. But before Mu Fan came back to his senses, the bright light suddenly disappeared at this moment, and at the same time, the smart eyes also disappeared, as if they had not appeared, but the swelling pain just now was so real.

"Could this be the 'Psychic Eye'!" Mu Fan couldn't help but have some doubts at this moment, but the look of doubt on his face turned into surprise in vain.

This time, I couldn't help but consolidate the realm of the first glimpse smoothly, but also because of the irrigation of the pure soul qi, the 'Spiritual Eye' was opened. I saw that Mu Fan's heart suddenly moved, and a bright light quietly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and then the original disappeared smart eyes appeared, and then Mu Fan's heart suddenly moved, and the 'phantom eye' was actually directly through the illusion and saw the scene outside.

Under the glance of Mu Fan's psychic eyes, the illusory figure on the original battle platform appeared in Mu Fan's mind, only to see that the latter was actually a white-haired old man, and although it looked like the figure was a little illusory, but it gave Mu Fan the feeling that it was like a substance, presumably the person who guarded the main hall must have cultivated to an extremely high level with soul power before.

It's just that at this moment, a trace of surprise appeared on the latter's somewhat dry face, which gradually turned into a trace of heartache.

But at this moment, Mu Fan is a little puzzled, what is this old man's heartache, when he took advantage of his inattention to pull himself into this terrifying martial soul mound, he hasn't settled accounts with you yet, but now your heart hurts, do you want to sympathize!?

No, wait!

At this moment, Mu Fan seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned his head slightly, only to see that the Yang Ziyi, which was still in an unyielding state, had become a little ferocious, and in just a short period of time, there were many martial souls swept by the Yang Ziyi, and then turned into a pure soul power and gathered into Mu Fan's soul sea.

Immediately, the 'naughty' Yang Purple Meaning was once again on top of a weak martial spirit, and then it turned into a purple wave of qi again, closely pursuing the fleeing martial soul......

And at this moment, Mu Fan was also a little frightened, looking at the Yang Ziyi at this moment, he showed a trace of palpitations, fortunately, once the Yang Ziyi entered Mu Fan's mind, he would voluntarily restrain his hot breath, otherwise the hot breath was encountered by Mu Fan, and it was estimated that it would be enough to choke.

However, just when Yang Ziyi was about to catch up with the martial spirit, there was suddenly a strong pulling force, and it suddenly came out of the void of the illusion, only to see that Mu Fan didn't have time to come back to his senses, and then he was pulled out of the illusion by a terrible suction.

And at the moment when Mu Fan's figure was about to disappear from the illusion, Yang Ziyi also reluctantly returned to Mu Fan's mind. But at this moment, the scorching breath was radiating from the soul origin crystal nucleus, and it was obvious that Yang Ziyi was not very happy.

But you can't torture me if you're not happy!

At this moment, Mu Fan couldn't say the bitterness in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that his soul qi had improved a little, he really couldn't bear the scorching heat of the hot qi.

I saw that the empty old man was staring at Mu Fan with an angry face at this moment, as if he wanted to eat Mu Fan.

However, at this moment, Mu Fan was at a loss, and he didn't know where he had provoked this kind old man, and at this moment, he was actually thinking about the inheritance of Emperor Nawu.

And at this moment, although Mu Fan was a little worried, afraid that the old man would regret it, he still asked at this moment.

"Well, I've passed the assessment!"

"Hmm!" the old man in the void replied, although he was a little reluctant, but his attitude was a little flattering.

"That'...... That, Martial Emperor Inheritance!?" Seeing the old man's attitude at this moment, Mu Fan's worry in his heart was even stronger, but he still asked stubbornly.

"What!?"