"Boom, boom, boom!"

One after another, powerful soul attacks were like thunder, bombarding the Yang Yan Soul Sea, fusing his soul power with his strong will, and the soul defense formed by his high battle intent rippled everywhere.

The tingling sensation of the soul came, but Yang Yan did not even change his complexion, his eyes were full of determination, and he did not waver in the slightest, just holding on to it.

But at this moment, the already extremely strong soul attack strengthened again, and even showed an illusory form, and its power soared, which showed its terrifyingness.

The soul attack is formless and substantial, and it is a manifestation of its strength to a certain extent, and the essence has not changed, but the attack strength is more than one grade, which is the realm that many martial artists who cultivate the soul dream of.

The oppressive atmosphere that was originally swept away by Yang Yan's sky-high battle intent was surrounded again, and even more than in the past, making the air become stagnant, if an ordinary person was in it, I am afraid that he would be crushed by this suppression, and even the most basic breathing would become a luxury.

Being targeted at Yang Yan for the first time discovered this change, it was like suddenly adding a set of shackles to him, and the whole person became heavy, and more importantly, the imminent soul attack above his head gave him a strong sense of crisis, as if it was going to engulf him, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

It was a hammer the size of a fist, illusory and ethereal, it seemed very unreal, and it couldn't even be counted as a rough outline, but the soul fluctuations faintly emitted on it told others that it was very strong!

"Little doll, it's up to you whether you can hold it or not, go ahead. In an invisible corner, the old monster muttered in a low voice, a rare trace of seriousness appeared on the old face, if such an attack is not strong enough, it will definitely die, if it is not for Yang Yan's prominence in this regard, he will not do this, after all, he can break into here, the talent is already extremely outstanding, if he is killed casually, it will not be good.

I have to say that this old man still has a bit of "kindness".

As the old monster's whisper fell, the hammer, which was not fast at the original smashing speed, smashed down, castrating terrifyingly, as if it was going to smash this space out of a hole, and the powerful soul fluctuation made the Yang Yan Soul Sea tremble slightly.

Don't dare to slack off, Yang Yan immediately gathered all his mind and guarded the sea of souls with all his might, the fighting spirit was not extinguished, and the will did not fall, but many things were not transferred by human will, just in the next moment......

"Boom!! Buzz ......"

Yang Yan's soul defense couldn't even block it, so it was declared broken, and the hammer smashed the soul sea, and suddenly the soul sea shook, the soul power stirred, and the whole mind seemed to be subverted, Yang Yan only felt a violent roar in his brain, his ears were ringing and dizzy, and the terrible pain rushed to his nerves, and the whole person fell into chaos.

If someone sees Yang Yan's current appearance, they will definitely be startled, at this moment, his face is as pale as paper, and there is blood flowing out of his eyes, nostrils, and ears, drawing blood marks one after another, looking extremely hideous, really like a ghost.

Yang Yan's mind seemed to be stirred into a pulp, and he almost couldn't sit still, feeling as if he was going to die, and his consciousness became a little blurred.

Until now, he hasn't figured out what this series of changes is going on, if this is the original test of the fifth layer, Yang Yan doesn't believe it, such a difficulty perversion is not enough to describe, forget the first few times, this time the attack intensity is more than twice as strong as before, Yang Yan doubts that the low-level Qi Refining Realm powerhouse will be directly hammered to death.

The initiator of all this, the old monster saw Yang Yan's condition, and couldn't help but pause his mouth, and said with some consternation: "That's not going to work?" I thought it would take at least a few more knocks to do this, it seems that the old man still overestimated you." ”

"Alas!" The old monster shook his head with some disappointment, and sighed, that look was simply unbeatable, and he didn't want to think about it, a martial artist with a ninefold body quenching realm, he didn't have any attainments in terms of soul, at most, he was a little stronger than others in terms of strength, and it was considered powerful if he wasn't hammered to death, and he still wanted to "knock" a few more times......

"That's it, that's it, it's better to reduce the difficulty a little, no matter what, it's a seedling that the old man is rarely interested in, and it's not fun to die...... No, the old man is helping him achieve his battle spirit, how can it be playing?" the old monster muttered to himself, the old face that had not had any mood fluctuations for many years could be said to have a rich expression, and I am afraid it was also because he was bored and afraid.

"Little doll, it's okay to reduce the difficulty, but whether you can achieve the battle spirit depends on whether you have the luck. In fact, it is indeed difficult to quench the body realm to achieve the battle spirit, as far as he knows, only a few people, including his master, can do it, so the old monster will say that it depends on "luck".

The old monster wanted to help Yang Yan achieve the war spirit on a whim, so he couldn't help but increase the difficulty a little higher, but it was also to ensure the success rate, the stronger the tempering strength, the easier it was to succeed, but this also had to be the soul of the person to stand it, otherwise they would be hammered to death, how could they achieve the war spirit?

Looking at Yang Yan like this, this difficulty obviously can't last, maybe he will really be killed by him, if Yang Yan cultivates some kind of soul defense method, it won't be so unbearable, the old monster thought depressedly.

He naturally has this kind of defense method, but he can't just give Yang Yan like this, this is blatant cheating. Well, with his temperament, he really doesn't really care about cheating, but this is a rule left by his master in the past, and he can't break it.

Although his idea of helping Yang Yan achieve the Battle Spirit was also cheating, his behavior did not violate his master's rules, after all, he had increased the difficulty of the original test, not lowered it, and if he had replaced someone else and been made by him like this, he would have been out of the game a long time ago.

In this way, after repeated and careful consideration, the old monster still decided to reduce the difficulty for Yang Yan.

The second hammer in the making seemed to be under some control, and the original form that was exactly the same as the first one became more unreal, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was a hammer.

At this time, Yang Yan finally recovered from his previous state, and felt the impending terrorist attack, and suddenly there was a fierce flash in his blood-stained eyes, and a strong battle spirit rose spontaneously, and he did not retreat because of the defeat just now, and immediately regrouped and prepared to meet the enemy.

"Come on, let this prince see and see how strong you can be. In Yang Yan's whole body guard, the illusory hammer finally descended and hit the soul sea without any suspense.

This time, there was another upside down, tinnitus and dizziness, although he was relieved, but the pain he suffered still exists, and the new pain and the old pain are simply a kind of torture.

But fortunately, although the pain was intense, it did not cause substantial damage to his soul, of course, this is also the result of his will being strong enough, otherwise the will will will collapse, the result would be different, and this time it ...... The attack seems to have weakened?

He naturally didn't know that all this was the old monster operating behind the scenes, but this result was exactly what he wanted, so that his soul could be exercised enough, but not as unbearable as the first time.

In this way, the burning battle intent on Yang Yan's body was even higher, like a combative fighting beast, and nothing could stop him.

"Hey, look at you little doll, it's just that you can't bear it so much that you reduce the difficulty, it's so unproductive!" Feeling the surging battle intent of the sun surging and burning, the old monster pursed his lips, as if it was very unpleasant, but he didn't turn the difficulty back to embarrass Yang Yan, because, soon he changed his words, and said: "This fighting spirit is not bad, and there is still hope for achieving the battle spirit." ”

So for the next period of time, the intensity of the soul attack was maintained at this level, repeatedly tempering Yang Yan's soul, just like a swordsmith was building a peerless sword, and his soul was this sword.

Such a process is painful, each time is not inferior to a torture, if the will is not strong, the will will will collapse a long time ago, the soul sea does not know what to be destroyed, even if you don't die, you will become an idiot.

However, Yang Yan was happy in it, even if it was painful, he never had the slightest idea of giving up, he just gritted his teeth tightly, endured it silently, and then found that his soul became stronger and his cultivation improved, thus diluting the pain of tempering his soul.

I don't know how many years of cultivation, Yang Yan gradually began to adapt to this level of attack, and the old monster didn't know if it was intentional or how, after settling down for a while, he began to increase the difficulty again, and the hammer with a handle became more and more solid, and sometimes it was coldly adjusted to the old high all of a sudden, and the hammer made Yang Yan dizzy, and then he reined in and changed back.

Cultivation is a boring thing, and watching other people's cultivation is even more boring, but the old monster is full of interest, watching a late-born junior grow up under his "*", and he can tease it from time to time, he hasn't been so debauched like now for a long time, that is, he only had this interest when he followed his master, and after being silent for too long, it will be even stronger when it erupts, just like a secret wine, the longer it is, the stronger the fragrance.

I don't know when it began, a layer of mist began to cover the sea of Yangyan's soul, very thin and thin, and it was impossible to find it at all when it first appeared, only when it slowly became rich, it was suddenly discovered that there was one more of it.

Yang Yan also noticed this change soon after, but he didn't know much about it, he didn't know what this mist represented, whether it was good or bad, he had carefully probed it, but found nothing, but it didn't cause any hindrance to him for now, so he just let it flow and put it aside for the time being.

However, he didn't know that after this layer of mist appeared, a glimmer of light flashed in the old monster's cloudy eyes, and there was a faint sense of excitement, this excitement was not that he had obtained any important treasure, but that after seeing his efforts finally bear fruit like a child, he couldn't wait to ask for credit.