The entire Soul Forging Pond was trembling, as if something huge was about to burst out of the pond.

In Lin Fan's perception, it seemed that the entire Soul Forging Pool was putting pressure on him, making his body burst and his soul about to collapse. Eight black dragons suddenly appeared from the Tan water. As soon as they appeared, there was no warning.

He launched a soul attack.

Wave after wave of divine soul power eroded toward him, and his divine soul seemed to have turned into a battlefield. The divine soul power spewed out by the dragon was eroding the sea of ​​divine souls, destroying it violently.

And his own soul power was trying its best to block it. The wisps of soul power that originally belonged to him were destroyed in this way, as if they had turned into water vapor and were no longer visible.

As the power of his soul evaporated, a feeling of emptiness emerged, making him want to sleep for eternity, unwilling to wake up again.

In his confused moment, it seemed as if everything he had ever wished for in his life had come true, and a sense of satisfaction that he had nothing to ask for in his life made him smile.

At the critical moment, the lightning martial soul released a coolness that made him shiver: "Is this the so-called soul refining?"

Lin Fan's heart was trembling with fear. He had really fallen asleep just now. If there was no lightning martial spirit, he might really have slept for thousands of years and never wake up again. He would have turned into a drop of water in the divine pool.

, or like one of those floating corpses hundreds of meters below.

Except for the detective.

Qinglin's smile suddenly froze when he saw Lin Fan falling into a deep sleep with a smile on his lips. He was a little bit frustrated. He had clearly seen Lin Fan sleeping with a smile on his lips just now.

He thought that Lin Fan was going to die in the divine pool, but he unexpectedly woke up in a very short time, which made him furious.

"Holy Son, do you think they can survive the eighth baptism?" Elder Wu Yong of Potianfeng asked Qinglin.

Qinglin glanced at the elder and said, "Lin Fan should be able to handle it. I don't know what Qingluan said."

Wu Yong said in surprise: "Can Lin Fan survive the eighth baptism? Holy Son, what are you going to say? Did I hear wrongly?"

Qinglin glanced at Wu Yong fiercely and stopped talking.

Wu Yong was dissatisfied. Lin Fan ruined the baptism of Emperor Sheng. He was very angry. He also knew that Qinglin and Lin Fan were serious enemies, so he asked Qinglin, but he didn't expect that Qinglin actually thought that Lin Fan was that person.

The boy was able to withstand eight baptisms.

Chen Xuandong's eyes flashed and he asked, "Elder Wu thinks Brother Lin can't withstand eight baptisms?"

Wu Yong snorted: "Of course, in this year, the only one who can withstand eight baptisms is me, Emperor Feng Sheng."

"Hehe, it's a pity that he lost." Li Guang interrupted, immediately making Wu Yong look ugly, as if he had eaten a dead child.

"How about we also have a bet?" Chen Xuandong looked at Wu Yong, his eyes narrowed.

Wu Yong sneered: "Betting? What qualifications do you have to bet with me?"

Just as Chen Xuandong was about to speak, Yao Lao laughed and said, "How about I bet with you?"

Wu Yong glanced at Yao Lao: "You? You're barely qualified."

"I know you have been looking forward to my body-building pill for a long time, so just use one body-building pill as a bet." Yao Lao smiled.

"Oh?" A trace of greed flashed in Wu Yong's eyes. With the Body Strengthening Pill, he could be stronger than the emperor. He had begged for this bodybuilding pill for a long time, but the other party didn't accept it, and now he took it.

Come and make a bet?

But he is also a mature man. Since this Yao Lao is willing to take out the body strengthening pill, what he is asking for should not be a mortal thing. He immediately said: "What do you want?"

"Potianfeng's unique thing, Potiancao! The century-old kind!" Yao Lao narrowed his eyes.

Wuyou's pupils shrank, this Po Tian Feng grass is incredible. It is unique to Po Tian Feng. It grows an inch in ten years and can be used as medicine in a hundred years. It is a must for refining a certain precious elixir. He Po Tian Feng has spent thousands of years

Nowadays, there are only four or five roots of Potiancao that are more than a hundred years old.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Fan, whose face was dripping with sweat and twisted in the sky mirror. He made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "It's a bet!"

Then he looked at Qinglin: "Sir, do you want to participate? This body-building elixir is incredible."

Qinglin glanced at Wu Yong with disdain. It doesn't matter that this old guy has been tricked, but he also wants to make him jump into the fire pit?

Is he that stupid?

When Wu Yong saw Qinglin's eyes, he felt angry. He originally thought that he would win, so he wanted Qinglin to take advantage of it and show his goodwill, but what happened to the other party's expression?

"When I win the bet, I will laugh at you again!" This was Wu Yong's inner thought.

But just when he and Yao Lao announced that the bet was officially established, the entire Shenhun Tan seemed to tremble. At the same time, an exclamation suddenly sounded——

"Lin Fan and Qingluan actually survived the eighth baptism at the same time!"

"Oh my God, this is a first of its kind! The talents of these two people should be among the top ten in my Holy Land!"

"What?" Wu Yong shouted in pain, how could it be possible?

The bet had just been established and he lost?

Yao Lao laughed loudly: "Thank you, Lao Wu!"

Wu Yong took three steps back. It was over. He only had a few Potiancao sticks, which were not enough for Potianfeng to use. Now he actually lost one!

He could imagine what he would face after returning to Potianfeng.

"Holy Son, did you already know that Lin Fan could handle it?" He gritted his teeth and his voice was cold and stern.

Qinglin glanced at him: "I told you before, you just don't believe me."

Qinglin sneered. He didn't believe it when he said it. Now he blames him for not making it clear in advance?

Li Guang and others were also beaming with joy, having obtained another heaven-defying thing. If Lin Fan could really survive the ninth baptism, then their gains today would be huge.

The ninth baptism came with a bang under everyone's attention.

When faced with these nine giant dragons, which were at least twice as big as the previous eight, and whose bodies were like mountains stretching for thousands of miles.

Qingluan sighed softly, crushed the jade token, and appeared outside the Soul Tan. She knew that she couldn't resist it. Being able to withstand the eighth baptism had already made her use all her strength. If she still wanted to resist now,

Then you are simply asking for death.

"My results must be the best in this class, right? This also gives me an explanation to Master."

Qingluan was happy in her heart. She knew that her master looked gentle and polite, but in fact he was the best person. He had defeated everyone, which should make her happy.

"Master, I'm back." Qingluan came to Xueyu Peak and whispered to the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman nodded slightly: "She performed pretty well."

But the beautiful woman's eyes still did not leave the sky-gazing mirror, which made Qingluan frown. Everyone had already left, so why were they still paying attention to the sky-gazing mirror?

Could it be that Guan Shan Sheng or Han Mang is still in it?

Thinking of this, Qingluan's eyes showed a hint of sharpness, but when she looked at the sky-gazing mirror, and found a figure among them, her silver teeth suddenly clenched: "You are a disciple! Shameless thief!"

"Sister Qingluan, who are you talking about?" Bai Rou walked over with a smile.

"No, no." Qingluan denied it emotionally.

Bai Rou nodded and looked up at the sky-gazing mirror: "It's brother Lin Fan who stands out again. Oh...if that bad guy Chen Xuandong also stands out, I will be happy to death."

Qingluan glanced at Bai Rou, and then looked at the sky-gazing mirror. Could this Lin Fan really be able to withstand nine baptisms?
Chapter completed!