I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 460: This bad old man, bad drops!
Mr. Wuliu seems to be pressed by Yang Fan.
The body is full of vitality, and a spiritual will that far exceeds that of the first-level king suddenly comes, directly pressing on Yang Fan and Wang Zhe.
Wang Zhe was shocked and stunned.
Shocked at the strength of Mr. Wu Liu.
I was so embarrassed that I didn’t even make a fart, why would I be killed by pond fish? Could it be that his super high face value caused trouble to himself?
The old man is all old. Why is jealousy so heavy?
Fortunately, the Yuan Ling on Wang Zhe’s head was covered with a layer of mental defense in time while he was under heavy pressure.
Otherwise, even if he has advanced to Wuzong 7th grade, spiritual master 6th grade, he will be pressured by this extremely strong will to be forced to lie on the ground like a dead dog.
But even so, Wang Zhe was suppressed to be bald directly under the wither, and it was a little difficult to stand up.
Although Yuanling’s spiritual power is strong, under Mr. Wuliu’s violent mental will, at most it can only guarantee that her master will not be pressed into the ground.
Well, even if you want to lose.
Be more dignified and handsome.
The most important thing is to put your face on the ground first.
Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, but he didn't expect the old man's reaction to be so strong.
What does this mean?
This shows that there may indeed be any hidden rewards for this level, but it is just neglected by this black-hearted old man.
Not necessarily impossible.
This old man already has a conviction. The cup of spirit tea before is the best proof.
"Prestige of the King!"
Yang Fan hastily wrapped the power of the king all over his body, and then his body was slightly heavy and his waist slightly bent, which could withstand the spiritual will exerted by him on him.
"You have absorbed a trace of the spiritual spirit of the mysterious king, Mr. Wu Liu, who is free, and the heart is touched. The power of the king has been slightly strengthened, spiritual power +50, spiritual will +10, and spirit strength +20."
"You have absorbed a trace of the spiritual spirit of the mysterious king, Mr. Wu Liu, who is free, and the heart is touched. The power of the king has been slightly strengthened, spiritual power +50, spiritual will +10, and spirit strength +20."
"..."
Yang Fan is happy.
I feel that this old gentleman is really a good person!
Send this for a while, and send that for a while. It’s a bit embarrassing to collect him. It’s simply sending a boy with money.
I just wanted to swindle him before he left, and I didn't get a windfall so quickly.
Did he want to leave now?
Once, twice, five times, ten times...
Yang Fan's absorption speed is very fast, and within a moment, he has devoured more than twenty times.
Although there is not a lot of mental power you can get each time, you can’t hold the rhythm frequently.
It’s just that kind of kung fu, you don’t have ten seconds, there is more than a thousand mental energy into the account, it is still quite cool!
Yang Fan's heart is beautiful, and I hope that Mr. Wuliu can stick to it for a while. It is best to stick to it for ten minutes, maybe he will be able to make up the spiritual limit of 100,000 points in one fell swoop, and directly break through to the realm of spiritual spirit.
"Huh? What's going on, how is the old man's breath constantly weakening?"
Mr. Wuliu shook his body, and quickly withdrew his exasperated mental will, staring at Yang Fan with a look of surprise.
At the beginning, he didn’t pay much attention to it. After all, exerting spiritual coercion and exposing spiritual will will inevitably cause some additional losses.
However, with the continuous loss of spiritual will, he soon discovered that when his extroverted mental will touched Yang Fan’s body, all of them even obediently got into Yang Fan’s body and became Yang Fan’s promotion. Nutrients for cultivation!
What's so special!
Dare to say that he is not a thief, even a guy who has not let go of his spiritual will, what is it not a thief?
No wonder he always thinks something is wrong, the speed of the loss of the power of the soul has increased significantly, and for a long time, it’s all this little thief who has made a ghost!
"However, what the **** is the talent ability, why is he able to directly absorb the willpower of refining others?"
Mr. Wuliu said that he has lived so long, and he has never seen such a shameless stealing skill.
Secretly inspected the total amount of his own soul, and it took only a minute or so for him to reduce the origin of his soul by one percent, and Mr. Wu Liu felt trembling with distress and felt his phantom became more False.
Fortunately, he noticed in time and converged in time. Otherwise, after a while, he would be sucked up by Yang Fan.
"Also, this guy is obviously not at the king level, how can he have the power of the king?"
"And this is a martial arts secret, not that in addition to the indigenous people here and their gatekeepers can possess the power of a pseudo-king level, all outsiders’ cultivation ability will be limited to the king level. Is it?"
"Yu Fan, Mao, can so easily use the power of a king who should not have appeared in this mysterious realm. Is this unreasonable?"
Mr. Wuliu was surprised, and there was a trace of fear and retreat in Yang Fan's eyes.
I can't afford it.
Heavenly fantasy illusions such as fantasy reality have been cultivated to the state of the Great Consummation, and their strength is already comparable to that of his gatekeeper. The same illusion has no corresponding effect on Yang Fan.
And, just now he even took out his killer skills. The spirit spirit of the king level is not formidable. Under normal circumstances, who can stop it, and which one should not be scared to lie on the ground, his heart trembling?
But actually, not only did his mental will not bluff Yang Fan, he was even stolen by Yang Fan to take a chance to steal a lot of energy from the soul, which made him continue to engage in it. I'm afraid it will be lost.
"Eh! Why did it stop!"
Yang Fan looked up at Mr. Wuliu with a bit of discomfort, and the meaning is still not exhaustive:
"Old sir, go on, we young people, just because of lack of packing, just need an old sir like you to educate and educate, come, comeon, don't stop!"
Sometimes relieved, Wang Zhe, who just got up from under the table, twitched his lips, feeling that his little cousin was scared and stupid, how come he started to be a bit masochistic?
Even if you want to provoke death, you can’t be so direct.
That's the spiritual coercion of the king level. If you do this, if the old man is irritated, it will be a bit violent, and it will really kill the people!
Wang Zhe feels mad.
He can't keep up with his little cousin's rhythm of thinking.
Mr. Wuliu also twitched his lips.
Come back?
I want to be beautiful, do I really treat my husband as a fortune boy?
That's the old man's original strength. It took hundreds of years to accumulate such a large scale of strength. How can it be so easy for you to be a thief?
Mr. Wuliu tightened his spirit and restrained his breath. He watched Yang Fan vigilantly, and he dared not let a hint of spiritual will leak.
"Yes!" Mr. Wuliu looked at Yang Fan cautiously, suddenly shrugged his shoulders, and sighed with fate. "Since you have discovered the flaw, the old man will no longer hide it."
"Yang Fan’s friend just said it right. In fact, the big front door was just the reward for you to pass the previous level."
"And at this level, there is actually a hidden reward, which tests your ability to comprehend and learn heavenly illusions, as long as you can practice the fantasy reality of the heavenly illusions to the entry level and even the spiritual realm. , You can get a complete phantom array map from the old man, to help you quickly control the phantom array's ability to break through to a satisfactory state."
Speaking of which, Mr. Wuliu gave Yang Fan an awkward look.
"However, this young friend Yang Fan, the talent in the phantom array is really amazing. Almost without the slightest guidance of the old man, he has already given this dream-like celestial phantom to the mastery and mastery. The state of perfection."
"Looking at the means he used to cast illusions and the realism of these scenes, it is not far from the strength of the old man's lineup. The so-called array reward naturally becomes a joke."
"So, it's not that the old man is unwilling to give it. In fact, the remaining rewards are already tasteless for the little friend Yang Fan, and will not have much effect."
The old man is sincere in his words, as if he said so.
Yang Fan glanced suspiciously at the old man, a little unbelieving.
After saying so much, the benefits of fart are not there.
He figured it out. This bad old man has a lot of thieves and bad drops. Who knows if he is deliberately fooling them now?
“You are in the fantasy reality of a psionic fantasy array for a minute, and your heart touches, and your understanding of the fantasy reality formation is further deepened. The formation experience is +1 and the skill proficiency is +100.”
The system prompt sounds.
Yang Fan’s skill experience has become less, which means that his fantasy reality formation ability will soon be equal to the illusion array in front of him. By then, there will be no more for him here. Secret.
"However, if you really want it, the old man will not be stingy." Mr. Wuliu glanced at Wang Zhe next to Yang Fan, and said, "This picture has little help to Yang Fan. ~IndoMTL.com~ But this little friend Wang Zhe can try to accept the old man's legacy if he wants to."
Wang Zhe was shocked.
What is this going to do, does Wang Zhe need to run again?
Magic array master.
Is the unpopular occupation as rare as the soul refiner now starting to embrace him warmly?
"I don't want it!"
Wang Zhe shook his head decisively without hesitation.
He knows exactly what he is. A spiritual waste wood that can’t even be refined into half a cup of ninth-level spirit tea. What kind of illusionist does it have?
More importantly, in the face of this lousy old man who has always been jealous of his peerless looks, he has a lot of small eyes, and he has given him a little trip more than once during the period, but now he has become so enthusiastic, There must be a conspiracy!
Hum, what a routine, he is not fooled!